I Really Am a Slag Shou!

Wen Xin only left here for a day and then left. Her next destination is a country in the Eastern Hemisphere. It was chaotic and backward, there was no airport, and Wenxin wanted to pass by. He had to fly to a neighboring country first, and then take a train for 20 hours to set foot on that country's land.

Send away Wen Xin, Chi Zhao's life became quiet again.

After more than a month, the climate here has entered the rainy season. After more than a week of moderate to heavy rain, this morning, the rain finally stopped, and it was impossible to fish on a rainy day. Chi Zhao stayed at home as an old otaku, and this morning saw the long-lost sunlight spilling into the window. Chi Zhao was in a good mood. He went to the basement and took out his fishing equipment, ready to go out and try his luck.

The air still smelled of rain. There was a forest not far away. Rich negative ions entered the alveoli with breathing. Chi Zhao slowly walked out of the door. Before stepping down the steps, he saw his eyes slightly looking at the flowerbed at his door. Someone.

Like Wen Xin said, Wen Yu really got taller.

Not seen for three years, Wen Yu has undergone tremendous changes from the inside to the outside. Instead of being sharpened, the edges and corners of his body have become newer and stronger than before, even if he does not even lift his head. The momentum of belonging to the superior has also loomed out.

He noticed the slanting figure, and Wen Yu narrowed his eyelids gently.

Wen Chi smiled slightly at Chi Zhao, who looked sullen, "It's been a long time, father."

The fishing plan was forced to be suspended. Chi Zhao stood in the kitchen and gave Wen Yu a cup of coffee that had served him warmly.

Wen Yu thanked him, and then looked at the fishing equipment set aside by the pond. "Although the rain stopped, the rain in the past two days was too great. The water level of the meteoric lake rose and the silt on the lake increased. The soil is loose. Going fishing now may not be a good idea. "

Chi Zhao's motion to sit down paused for a few tenths of a second, and soon, if he sat down casually, it was the same as the message revealed by Wen Yu's words.

When other children come over, Chi Zhao usually acts as a listening party. He rarely asks any questions, and most of the questions he asks are about Wen Yu.

Chi Zhao was curious when I didn't see myself. Now that I see myself, Chi Zhao can't bear it anymore. He moved, and asked uncomfortably, "How are you doing?"

No matter how much others say, it is not as good as Wen Yu's own words to relax Chi Zhao, staring at Chi Zhao's eyes, Wen Yu's thick eyes seem deeper, he still smiles, "OK."

Although he said these three words with a smile, the combination of these three words made people feel uncomfortable. Chi Zhao didn't know what he was doing, but he didn't understand why Wen Yu had to spell it so much. .

Why, he has done a good job, and why must he be tired like that.

No matter how many words, Chi Zhao did not stand to speak, and he said, Wen Yu may not listen to him.

So, Chi Zhao could only whisper a subtle and euphemistic reminder, "Don't be too tired."

Wen Yu looked at Chi Zhao's indifferent appearance. After half a ring, he pulled up the corner of his mouth and revealed an inexplicable smile. "I heard Wen Xin said that each of them can come to see you once a year, every time. I can only stay for one day. I missed the past two years. I don't know if I can get a day of companionship this year? "

Wen Yu looked a little strange. Chi Zhao frowned. "What do you want to do?"

"Just want my father to spend a day with me."

Chi Zhao didn't want to go out. From his expression, Wen Yu saw that he wanted to refuse. It was like trying to figure out Chi Zhao's temper. Wen Yu pursed his lips slightly, even lowering his voice, "Today It's my birthday, so just use this day as a birthday present for me, okay? "

Wen Yu is now a mature man. He looked at him in a whisper and looked too pathetic, and his fluttering eyelashes were like a small brush, gently brushing on Chi Zhao's heart. A crisp and numb feeling came, and Chi Zhao had to agree to his request.

Wen Yu had a birthday before, and it was the anniversary of the day he came to Wen ’s house, and that date was in winter. Chi Zhao thought he said the birthday was his grandfather ’s birthday.

Chi Zhao didn't know what year, month, or day Wen Yu was born, so it was so easy to be fooled. In fact, Wen Yu ’s real birthday is also in winter, and has nothing to do with today.

...

For quietness, there is no one around Chi Zhao, but he did not expect that Wen Yu was the same. He took a driver with him when he went out. Chi Zhao followed him to the car, and when the driver drove to the place, the two got out of the car. The driver nodded at Wen Yu, and then drove away.

Standing in the downtown area, Chi Zhao: "... He just left?"

Wen Yu was looking at the distant sea. When he heard Chi Zhao's slightly blank voice, Wen Yu smiled. "When the time comes, he will come to pick us up."

Seeing Chi Guangxian's relaxed expression, Wen Yu couldn't help but "Reassure, even if he doesn't come, I won't let you sleep on the street."

Chi Zhao: "..." Is he worried about this!

Throughout the day, Wen Yu was taking a blind walk with Chi Zhao. There were too many famous places in Meng. They walked for a day and went to only three places. In the evening, the two rented a beach viewing platform. Compared with the last beach stroll, the view here is better, and there are not as many people as the last time, and the surroundings are very quiet. There are only the sound of roaring waves and the whisper of whispers coming from far away.

The huge pale pink moon came into view, and Chi Zhao was dull again, and at this time, the taste came.

All the attention of Wen Yu all day is on him. Where they go, Wen Yu will first seek his opinion, but Chi Zhao did not think of it, so every time Wen Yu asked him, he said casually. Wen Yu seemed to have predicted the answer of Chi Zhao. After he finished speaking, he immediately took him to the next destination, and at first glance, he looked like he had done enough.

The name of that strategy is likely to be "how to spend a romantic couple's two-person tour in Bangladesh".

...

Chi Zhao's heart throbbed, because he made a mistake in judgment, and he dared not draw conclusions easily, nor dared to raise too much hope. He squeezed his lips tightly and looked at Wen Yu, who was sitting next to him, who looked at the moon for a while, then tilted his head to look at the pool photo that had been staring at him from a few minutes ago.

The smile on the corner of Wen Yu's mouth was very shallow. "Father, you look at me like this, but I would misunderstand."

Chi Zhao couldn't think about it anymore. His pressure was tumbling and his voice was complicated and difficult to distinguish: "What's wrong?"

"misunderstanding--"

Wen Yu's eyes were darker. He stood up and walked in front of Chi Zhao. He put his hands on the side of Chi Zhao and knelt down on one knee. In this way, he was shorter than Chi Zhao by three centimeters. Heading forward, Wen Yu's expression looked dangerous and treacherous.

"Misunderstanding-you want to kiss me too."

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Yu lifted his upper body, and his slightly cold lips caught the photo of the pool unexpectedly. One second ago, Wen Yu's posture was still humble and passive. One second later, the situation reversed, and he could no longer bear to this person who had missed him for three full days and nights.

No one knows how he got here on those nights when his crazy thoughts eroded him. Three years is not long or short, but how many years are there in a person's life. Especially for someone like him who doesn't know when he will lose his life, tomorrow will be an extravagance to him.

Several times, he didn't want to stick to it anymore. He wanted to leave here, to run to Meng Guo and Chi Zhao, and no longer care about the identity and status of the two. He wanted to take him away and take him to a place where only they two Personal place. He wanted to lock him up, so that no one could see him in his eyes.

Why do others just need to say a few good words and send a few flowers to get their beloved ones, and why he wants to see his beloved ones is so difficult.

Crazy thoughts raged in his heart. Wen Yu knew this was wrong, but he couldn't help it, he couldn't help it.

From the second year he left Wen's house, he planted his own people next to Chi Zhao, relying on information from his men every day about what Chi Zhao had done before he could fall asleep. This was not the case when he stayed at the Wen family, and he did not know why. After leaving, he became such a pervert.

Maybe because ... if he can't succeed, he won't be able to go back.

Before coming to Bangladesh, Wen Yu had already dealt with domestic affairs. He had made the worst plan and thought about every possible result.

Maybe Wen Xijun will accept him; maybe, Wen Xijun will kill him in anger with his own hands. But no matter what the result, he should not go back, and Wen Xijun, he had better kill him by himself, because if he can't, he will never want to leave his side.

Wen Yu's hand was on the back of Chi Zhao's neck. He was holding Chi Zhao's head and pressed his thumb against his neck bone. The force was like trying to push him into his body. Chi Zhao was stunned, he closed his eyes and then opened them again.

After a few seconds of dullness, Chi Zhao pushed to Wen Yu's chest, trying to get him up.

Wen Yu thought that he was rejecting himself. Wen Yu's breathing became heavy. He bit the tip of Chi Zhao's tongue and tasted bloody. Then he raised his head and strengthened his hand.

"You can't order me to leave anymore, Wen Xijun, I won't listen to you anymore, understand?"

Wen Yu's right eye was full of gloomy emotions. Scarlet eyes set him off like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell. Chi Zhao froze. He raised one of his hands and tried to appease him. Unstable mood now.

Slender fingers gradually approached his temple, Wen Yu looked at him with suspicion. When his warm fingertips touched his brow bone, Wen Yu's heart trembled.

The light pressure relieved Wen Yu's highly nervous nerves. He stared blankly at Chi Zhao, who was still in his arms, and after two seconds, he opened his mouth: "Father ... Father ..."

The man who had just appeared to kill was back to his obedient state, and Chi Zhao was filled with emotion.

What is it called? I thought I confessed wrongly, but now I find that I did not confessed wrongly. But because he thought he had confessed wrong, they missed three years directly!

Wen Xijun was already old enough, but he still lost three years ...

Chi Zhao's mood is both happy and angry now, and he is glad that he no longer needs to live the life of an lonely old man. What is angry is that all the previous time is wasted.

With a slight sigh, Chi Zhao smiled again.

Anyway, he's still there and he's already fine.

He leaned over and pecked at the corner of Wen Yu's lips, and when he wanted to say something, he heard a voice in his brain.

[The pain mask is turned on. 】

Ok? ? ?

Chi Zhao took a look. He looked around. There was no one in his field of vision, but there was a tiny red dot in the distance. If he didn't look closely, he wouldn't see it at all, and that red dot was aimed at Wen Yu. Back heart.

Lying down!

Chi Zhao shoved Wen Yu down sharply. Wen Yu hugged him. He never gave up. When he fell down, Chi Zhao fell down along with him, and he just pressed on Wen Yu. The sound of a bullet burst came. Chi Zhao could not feel the pain, but he could feel his consciousness blurring a little.

The body was getting lighter and lighter, Chi Zhao opened his eyes blankly. The last picture he saw was Wen Yu hugging herself in horror, desperate to look trembling.

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