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"Then where should we go next?" Feng Bujue said, "It's rare for the two of you to go out to play, and it's the May Day holiday, so it would be a bit too much to go to the movies."
"Let's go to your house." Siyu interrupted in his usual cold tone.
"You, me..." Brother Jue, who is quick thinking and eloquent, can't even utter a complete sentence at this moment.
"You think too much." Siyu answered.
"Okay," Feng Bujue said.
How these two people understand each other's meaning is probably only they themselves know.
"Oh, wait a minute." Feng Bujue said, took out the phone from his pocket, and pressed a speed dial number.
After more than ten seconds, the other party picked up, and Xiao Tan's voice came: "Hello? Brother Jue? What's the matter?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I want to invite you and the girl next to you to come out from behind the green belt and come to my house together."
Five minutes later, the four sat in Xiaotan's car.
Xiaotan and Beiling sat in the front row, while Juege and Siyu were in the back row. The two people in the back were far away from each other, with their cheeks resting on one hand in almost symmetrical postures, looking at the scenery outside the windows on both sides.
"You must have been reckless, that's why you were discovered." Bei Ling was still complaining.
Xiao Tan replied: "Don't make trouble when I'm driving, oh, don't forget to wear your seat belt."
At this moment, the two of them had already taken off their sunglasses and hats, and the expressions on their faces were a little embarrassed.
"I don't blame him." Feng Bujue said from the back seat, "My anti-stalking ability has been systematically trained, and neither theoretical knowledge nor practical experience can match you, even the local police."
"Hey! Don't just say that kind of thing!" Xiaotan interrupted with a growl.
"Ah~ Forget it, it's actually good like this. It's rare for the four of us to get together." Bei Ling said, "Besides, this kind of national holiday, public places are full of people, so going to the leader's house is indeed a good choice."
"Yes. That's right, 'The home of the otaku who lives alone is a place that combines a movie theater, a board game room, a coffee shop, and a restaurant.'" Si Yu answered in a repeating tone.
"This is mine." Feng Bujue remembered that this was the original words he had written in it.
"It was written by you in the short story "The Next Floor Has Eyes" three years ago." Si Yu continued.
"If I write, you will believe me," Feng Bujue said.
"Of course I don't believe what you wrote, I just speculate how much of it is related to your real life situation based on what you wrote." Si Yu said.
"If we swap genders, I can already call the police." Feng Bujuexu squinted at Siyu who was beside him.
"I'm just speculating, and there is no substantive investigation." Like Yu said, "I never thought that I would meet you in the thriller paradise."
"This is called fate." Xiao Tan interjected from the driver's seat without looking back.
About half an hour later, everyone came to Brother Jue's house. I came to this place that combines cinema, board game room, *café, and restaurant.
"Ah~ I suddenly felt like I was renting out the room for zero yuan." Bei Ling jumped onto Brother Jue's sofa without noticing, and stretched lazily.
"Hey. Assas, you also have a look of contempt today." Xiao Tan found the huā cat lying in the corner of the room, and squatted in front of it and said.
"Eh? Does the leader have a cat?" Bei Ling jumped up from the sofa again, ran over, and knelt down next to Xiao Tan, "Uh, this cat's eyes are so stinky."
"The demeanor is very similar to that of the master." Si Yu also came over.
Assas was surrounded by three strangers, still doing his own way, as if nothing had happened. It crawled on the ground with a standard cat, and glanced at everyone. Then turned away and yawned.
"You guys really don't think of yourself as outsiders," Feng Bujue said while closing the door, walking at the end.
"Eh? Captain, do you have any toys to play with cats?" Bei Ling asked.
"I bought some on the day I picked it up. But I didn't use it once. This guy never scratches or bites; he doesn't respond to cat teasers or balls of yarn," Feng Bujue replied "So after a few days I returned all the cat toys."
"So it's quite obedient?" Bei Ling said.
"Except for planting excrement mines in a planned way and ignoring me in all kinds of ways. That's it." Feng Bujue said, "Speaking of which, I invited such an old man to come back and serve me. Why?"
"Because of loneliness." Siyu left from the cat. Walked into the kitchen "What do you want to drink?"
"Hey! This is the question the master should ask!" Feng Bujue shouted.
"Hot water." "Anything." Bei Ling and Xiao Tan replied respectively.
"Eh? Why is it hot?" Xiao Tan was about to ask a question when he was elbowed again.
"I can already imagine your married life." Feng Bujue said coldly.
At this time, Siyu, who was standing by the refrigerator, changed his expression slightly, frowned slightly, turned his head and said to Brother Jue, "Why do you have underwear in your refrigerator?"
Feng Bujue wasn't embarrassed at all, and replied in a serious tone: "Ah, once you go through the ice, you won't be able to put back on the warm ones."
"So the reason is that it's comfortable to wear?" Siyu murmured, her cheeks blushed a few times, and then her eyes returned to the refrigerator, "And all of them are flat-angled?"
"Hey, what's the matter with this strong sense of disobedience? The male and female attributes are reversed. Generally speaking, it should be more normal for me to deliberately spy on the color of your underwear," Feng Bujue said.
"Where is it normal?" Xiao Tan said aside, "The difference between the two is just the degree of abnormality."
In the afternoon, the four of them talked happily and had a great time. The soundproofing of this building is good, and Feng Bujue lives on the top floor, so it doesn't matter how loud you are when playing board games, as long as you don't stomp your feet on the floor.
Brother Jue’s house does have the functions of various entertainment facilities. In addition to the ones mentioned by the rain, Feng Bujue’s collection of game consoles also spans various platforms, and there are plenty of cassettes in his house, which can be played until the ninth century of the 20th century. Various mainstream models from the 1900s to the 1950s.
After five o'clock, when Feng Bujue was cooking in the kitchen alone, the other three watched Brother Jue's "I am a writer" video again. Although that episode of the program has already been aired on TV, and Siyu has already secretly recorded it, but she still watched this version seriously
The dinner afterwards was naturally very sumptuous, and Feng Bujue's ability to cook made the two girls feel ashamed. Of course, his words and deeds while cooking are even more embarrassing.
After dinner, everyone didn't intend to break up, so, at Bei Ling's suggestion, they used Jue Ge's rather luxurious home theater to start singing K, but almost all Xiao Tan and Bei Ling sang. These two rich second generations are also considered handsome men and beautiful women, and their voices are not bad. In all fairness, if they go to participate in a talent show or something, they will be able to enter the top 20 without a doubt.
Feng Bujue was really in high spirits today, and he also sang "Love Doesn't Make sense" "In fact, a person's life is not too bad. Occasionally there are some small sorrows, I don't think others can see it, even if you are alone It will make me sad, and I will try to let myself think about it." In various senses, he seems to be responding to the previous sentence of the rain-"Because of loneliness".
At nine o'clock in the evening, the three people who still hadn't finished saying goodbye left, and Xiao Tan took on the important task of sending the two ladies home.
After seeing off his friends, Feng Bujue was the only one left in the empty room.
There is still a pile of greasy dishes in the sink to be dealt with, Assas’s cat litter should also be changed, when Siyu “checked” his computer just now, he deleted a lot of valuable video files, which need to be restored
But Feng Bujue just sat on the sofa, turned off all the lights in the room, and closed his eyes silently.
He seemed to want to bring the memory just now into his thinking hall, encapsulate it in an exquisite box, label it as happy, and keep it forever.
Feng Bujue is a pessimist, and he also thought that maybe one day, the shadow in his head would not only take away his fear, but also his wisdom, and even his life.
If that day really comes, at least he can still recall and wander in his own thinking hall during the last days. (..)
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