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In the early morning of November 21st, a beep from the walkie-talkie awakened Brother Jue from his sleep.
Anyway, he is sleeping in the living room now, so it was convenient to open the door in the past.
About fifteen seconds later, Brother Jue, who was wearing pajamas and yawning, walked to the door, pressed the call button on the device on the wall, and asked, "Who is it?"
"Hey hey... I have your courier." The answer came from the intercom.
And these words made Feng Bujue sober all of a sudden.
"You are..." Although it came through the walkie-talkie, Brother Jue quickly recognized the owner of the voice, "Woody?"
Ka-beep-beep-beep-
Before Feng Bujue could finish his sentence, the sound of hanging up and bursts of busy tone came from the walkie-talkie.
"What is this guy... doing?" Brother Jue didn't understand...why a guy like Woody, who can teleport in an instant and basically has no manners, still uses a walkie-talkie.
bang bang—
In the next second, there were two knocks on the door beside him.
This time, before Brother Jue had time to speak, the person outside the door laughed loudly through the door: "Hey hey... there is your courier..."
"What are you doing here?" Feng Bujue opened the door cursingly, and opened his mouth to the outside.
And standing outside the door was Woody wearing a courier uniform and holding a large package.
"Hey hey... I'll deliver a courier to you." Woody replied with a smile.
"So... why don't you teleport in?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Hey...how can this work?" Woody laughed, "There are no men and widows in this room, in case I ruin your good deed..."
"Ha!" Feng Bujue laughed dryly, and continued, "Since you mentioned that so-called 'good thing'... I have to remind you, I won the bet, right? When are you going to pay off the gambling debt?"
"Hey hey... don't worry, why don't you invite me in?" Woody replied.
"Come in, come in." Feng Bujue said, turned around, and walked towards the living room while stretching.
When he returned to the living room, the door of Ruoyu's room happened to be opened. Ruoyu, who was wearing the same style of pajamas as Brother Jue (both long-sleeved trousers and button-up fleece pajamas, but Feng Bujue’s was blue, while Ruoyu’s was pink) walked out of the room He came out and asked sleepily, "Who is it? You knocked on the door early in the morning."
"Look for yourself..." Feng Bujue tilted his head. He answered casually.
Then, Ruoyu looked over Juege's shoulder and saw the person who came...
At that moment, her expression changed abruptly, and the spiritual power in her body burst out almost instinctively. Entered a state ready to fight at any time.
"Hehehe... As expected of a descendant of the Shui family..." Woody pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Although he hasn't had very systematic training, his fighting instincts are still excellent when encountering danger..."
Ruoyu ignored him, but looked at Feng Bujue, and asked two words concisely: "Woody?"
"Yes." Brother Jue seemed very calm and gave a definite answer.
When Ruoyu heard the words, she took two steps sideways, looked Woody up and down, and said: "When we saw you last time... you didn't look like this, did you?"
Indeed, compared with the last time we met at the carnival venue (for details, see Extra Story - Halloween Adventure). The Woody in front of him looked slightly different. Of course, this "difference" does not refer to a difference in appearance... The "appearance" mentioned by Ruo Yukou refers to "the appearance seen when observing with spiritual vision"; that is to say, in the "spiritual appearance" On a level, Woody at this moment is very different from that at that time.
"Hehehe...there is a reason for it." Woody replied with a smile, "it was Halloween after all, and it was an outdoor activity. If I showed my sharpness too much...maybe it would cause some bad and catastrophic phenomena. So , I suppressed my aura all the way that day, and the spirit you see is weaker."
"Oh..." Ruoyu nodded. He replied blankly, "Then why are you here today?"
"Huh?" Suddenly, the white light on Woody's glasses flashed. "I said... why do you want to imitate Feng Bujue's way of speaking to ask me questions?"
"I haven't..." Ruoyu replied.
After saying this, her expression changed slightly, and after two seconds, she whispered again in an unsure tone: "Uh... no?"
"Hey..." Woody smiled wickedly when he saw this, and walked towards the sofa. "It seems that you two get along very well." After finishing speaking, he sat down and put the postal bag in his hand on the coffee table.
"Don't think that you can forcefully change the subject by talking nonsense." Feng Bujue took two steps, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit opposite Woody, "This kind of thing is my strong point, don't mess around with me."
"That's right." Ruoyu also came to Wujue's side in a few steps, and sat next to him. The two of them looked at Woody across the coffee table like interrogators, "Answer my question first."
"Hey hey... good~" Woody spread his hands, shook his head and said, "I really can't do anything about you." He paused for a second, then continued, "I'm here today, there are a lot of things, let's talk about them one by one..." While speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted the postal package on the table, "First of all, as the owner of Dream Company, I personally came to deliver the competition prizes to you."
"What's the prize?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.
"In addition to the limited edition T-shirts, the preliminaries prizes that haven't been delivered yet, the other ones are the championship prizes." Woody replied, "Hehehe... Considering that the five members of your team often meet each other, I will send The team's prizes are all sent to you."
"So..." Ruoyu continued in his usual cold tone, "What exactly is that?"
"Hey... the prizes for the five people are different, you should take it apart and see for yourself." Woody replied.
"It's quite mysterious~" Feng Bujue answered.
"Hey hey..." Woody smiled, "The prizes I give are all selected according to your respective tastes... I will definitely not let you down."
"Hehe..." Feng Bujue also laughed dryly, "Is it like you gave the Pegasus Saint Cloth to a certain sophomore?"
"It's just a bronze holy garment, nothing rare." Woody said with a smile, "hehe... After all, a really strong person is strong without wearing a holy garment."
"I'm not discussing with you whether he is strong or not..." Feng Bujue said, "I mean...is it really okay to give this thing as a prize?"
"I've already said that stuff is not rare." Woody replied, "The truly rare magic weapon appears in the world, but it will trigger many forces from all worlds to fight for it... and the level of the holy clothes. A little more powerful The characters are not interested in getting involved..." He counted them one by one with his fingers, "One. There are too many limitations... It must be approved by the will of the holy cloth itself, and it must also have the resonance of the small universe, and only humanoid creatures It can be worn; secondly, the defense is too weak...not only will it be frozen by low temperature, but also be shattered by various physical attacks. Although it has the performance of self-repair and growth, both are too slow; thirdly, it is also the most lethal One point that people are speechless... Most of the time, this thing is used to increase the fashion value, and the improvement of the combat power is not very big, and it depends on who has the higher realm of the small universe for a long time."
"Understood." Feng Bujue snapped his fingers at this moment, and continued, "Even if he gave the thing to Xiao Ma, he would not be able to do anything with it, and he would not be caught by any supernatural power because of it." Keep an eye on it. So... if you give it, you will give it."
"Hey hey... that's right..." Woody replied.
"Okay, this is the first thing." Ruoyu said again at this time. "Please tell me the next thing."
"The second thing... hehehe..." White light flashed on Woody's glasses again, he turned his face away, deliberately lowered his voice, and said to Feng Bujue, "This matter... let's talk to her about it ?"
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue frowned, as if thinking.
"Hey." Ruoyu immediately elbowed Brother Jue's arm, looked at the latter and said, "He hasn't said anything yet, you already know?"
"I..." Feng Bujue also knew that there was no way to hide it. "Probably know something."
"Oh." Ruoyu stared at him, "Then why do you decide whether it's appropriate or not to tell me about this matter?"
"Okay~" Feng Bujue avoided the other party's gaze, "Just tell you..."
"Hey hey..." Woody continued. "Then I'll say it."
"Hurry up." Brother Jue urged in a rough tone.
Woody laughed a few more times, then looked at Ruoyu, and said, "You know that Feng Bujue's 'fear' is sealed?"
"I know." Ruoyu replied immediately.
"Your 'love' has also been sealed, you know that?" Woody said again.
Ruoyu's expression changed after hearing this sentence. After five or six seconds, he replied: "I don't know..."
"Hey... It's normal not to know, because your situation is different from Feng Bujue." Woody continued, "Feng Bujue's 'fear' was sealed by me more than nine months ago; and your 'love' ', have been sealed since you were a baby..."
Woody paused for two seconds, observed the change in Ruoyu's eyes, and then said: "Hehehe...don't look at me like that, your seal was not imposed by me, but by one of my colleagues. As for the reason? … At this stage, I have nothing to comment."
Ruoyu thought for a moment after hearing this, and then looked at Feng Bujue: "You already know all of this?"
"Ah, it's been a while." Feng Bujue replied.
"You know I haven't fallen in love with you, and I won't fall in love with you, so why do you still want to fall in love with me?" Ruoyu didn't care that there was a devil sitting beside her, and opened her mouth to ask.
"When I fell in love with you..." Feng Bujue replied in a calm tone, "I didn't know that your 'love' was sealed." He said, "By the time I know, it will be too late." He looked directly into Ruoyu's eyes, and said with an arguing air, "As for me... I have a stubborn temper, and I won't give up halfway because of a little difficulty. of."
"Is it just 'a little bit difficult' for you to fall in love with someone who can't fall in love with you?" Ruoyu asked again.
"That's right." Feng Bujue said, and glanced sideways at Woody, "Besides, I've already solved this difficulty."
Woody took the opportunity and said to Ruoyu, "Hey hey... yes, he is really hardworking..."
In the next two minutes, Woody described the bet between himself and Feng Bujue to Ruoyu, and added some details about the seal. After speaking, he remained silent for a moment, waiting for the other party to digest the information.
Ruoyu pondered for a long time after listening, and then said to Woody with a tepid attitude: "So, the second thing you are here today is to unseal the seal in my mind?"
"Yes." Woody replied.
"Well..." Ruoyu nodded slightly, "Understood..." Then, she stood up, "I refuse."
After saying these three words, she turned her head and left.
"What are you doing..." Feng Bujue quickly stood up and grabbed Ruoyu's arm.
But Ruoyu shook off his hand very simply, and ignored Brother Jue's words, and replied in a cold tone: "I have disturbed you for a long time, it's time to go back."
This sentence made Feng Bujue look several times, and many complicated and unspeakable emotions flashed in his eyes.
He seemed to want to say something... but in the end, he didn't say it.
"Talk slowly, I'm going to pack my luggage, so I won't accompany you." And Ruoyu... walked back to the room and closed the door while talking.
...
That day, dusk.
Woody is gone.
Ruoyu also left.
Feng Bujue moved the armchair and sat in front of the window, bathing in the sunset.
On the slightly uneven wall in front of him, the traces of Asas's "big paw print" were still faintly visible.
In the living room behind him, Yi Ren's beautiful figure seemed to be still in front of him.
However, at this moment, they have all left.
Although this is not a very large room, but with two people missing, it feels... suddenly empty.
For the first time in so many years, Feng Bujue felt... his heart seemed to be empty.
Looking back at the huge room, the days that the two of them spent together with one cat can be vividly remembered. Although this period of time is not too long, but thinking about it now... every day is worth cherishing.
The reason why people feel that their hearts are hollowed out is precisely because... their hearts were once filled with some good things.
It's just that we tend to ignore the little bits and pieces of happiness until the moment when we lose it.
"Did I do something wrong?" Feng Bujue slumped on the chair, looking at the sunset, and asked himself a question.
"Maybe..." Two seconds later, he replied himself.
"Isn't it enough to cheat and conceal? Isn't that what I'm best at?" Then he asked himself another question.
This time, he was silent for a full minute before speaking again; "Compared to deceiving her...it turns out...I would rather deceive myself..."(.)