It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The grilled meat was sizzling on the grill made of several bricks, and then Wu Wen grabbed a handful of cumin and chili and sprinkled them on it.

The night was already dark. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the yard was unusually quiet and dark.

The lights in the small courtyard where Wu Wen rented were turned on. The bright lights illuminated the entire courtyard. Wu Wen sat in the middle of the courtyard and built a simple grill with several bricks.

It was dark and quiet outside the courtyard, but the courtyard was full of a family atmosphere. At least it made Wu Wen, who was far away from home, feel a sense of family stability again.

The human skin squatted in front of the burning charcoal, staring at the skewers of meat that Wu Wen was flipping in his hand, which made Wu Wen smile.

"Don't look at it, you can't eat it."

"Chi chi chi..." The human skin lowered his head in disappointment, which made Wu Wen feel a little pitiful.

But unfortunately, he was saving money now, so he had to wait even if he wanted to buy the lollipop of resentment.

Before he finished thinking, the human skin squatting in front of him suddenly put his little leather hand into his leather cavity, and then took out an arm from it.

Wu Wen raised his eyebrows and saw the source of this arm.

Isn't this the arm of Zhao Yaru that Hong Yuan tore apart last time? It hasn't been digested yet?

The human skin chirped and held the arm with only the forearm and palm left in his mouth. Although he had no teeth and no tongue, it can be seen that he was still eating happily.

However, his eyes were fixed on the skewers in Wu Wen's hand. Obviously, the ghost arm without any taste could only provide energy for him, but could not satisfy his appetite.

"Sizzle, sizzle..." The skewers were sizzling and bubbling on the charcoal fire. Wu Wen looked at the color of the meat, then picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth to eat a bite.

"Tsk! Oh, barbecue is still delicious!" Wu Wen felt the charcoal taste of the barbecued meat and the stewed meat in his mouth and was full of emotion.

Then he put the mutton tendons he had already skewered on the fire.

Today's meal cost a lot of money, a full 100 yuan, and he bought a pound of mutton and mutton tendons each, and charcoal and beer were also counted as expenses.

But he can now afford this kind of small expense, thanks to the boss's attention.

As soon as the thought fell, the mobile phone on the chair next to him made a sound.

"Who will send me a message?" Wu Wen turned his head strangely and unlocked his mobile phone.

A WeChat message popped up, and it was from the boss.

"Are you there? What are you doing?"

If you start with "Are you there?", it must be a clown. Looking at this message, Wu Wen could think of Su Yan who wanted to send a message but didn't dare to, but finally bit her lip and sent the message in an urgent mood.

Wu Wen finished the barbecue in his hand, and then took a photo of his barbecue with his mobile phone.

"I'm eating barbecue, boss."

After a few seconds, the phone rang again. Wu Wen turned his barbecue over and looked over.

Su Yan: "Is this the new house you rented? It looks pretty good, a bit of a rural and leisurely feeling."

"Oh, boss, you are really good at describing it. This place is actually a small bungalow with a small courtyard. The wall inside is white and you can't see it. In fact, there is no wall outside, and the cement in the brick seams is almost scratched off."

Wu Wen typed a reply, and a faint smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

But then he came back to his senses, restrained his facial expression, and sprinkled the seasoning on the barbecue.

The aroma of lamb skewers wafted into his nose, and the message on the phone vibrated again.

"It's actually okay. At least I feel a lot of atmosphere when grilling here. I like living in this kind of small house full of tranquility. It gives me a sense of home warmth."

Wu Wen smiled a little when he saw the new message. The intention of the message was almost popping up in his face. Didn't he know what the boss meant?

"Then come to my place for a meal when you come back?" Wu Wen made an invitation.

The message was almost replied in seconds.

"Really? That's great! I have always liked this kind of environment because it is very similar to where my family used to live."

The message was replied in seconds, but the words were obviously not finished.

Wu Wen waited for a minute, picked up the roasted lamb tendon and took a bite, then replied

: "Of course it's true, don't worry, boss, I'll treat you if I say so!"

"Then it's a deal!"

No more messages came from the other end of the phone, and Wu Wen didn't reply.

He had seen through the boss's emotions and knew that she was definitely autistic and inferior because of her legs being weak since childhood. She had never had any friendship or love contact with her peers, which made her fragile but unconsciously wanted to pursue the warmth of others.

As a result, she easily developed a good impression of him after a little contact.

If he wanted to hang out with a rich woman, now would be a great time, and this rich woman had certain psychological problems, and might be very extreme in dealing with emotions.

As long as he took action at this time, he would definitely get a little rich woman who would fight for love and even fall in love with her even if she got hurt.

But unfortunately, since he had Hong Yuan, he could no longer hang out with a rich woman.

Even the idea of ​​getting married normally was no longer possible.

So Wu Wen felt that he still had to distance himself from Su Yan, so that she would not be deeply involved in it, but he could not respond to this extreme and pure feeling.

After all, even if Hong Yuan was not mentioned, he had already been deeply involved in this supernatural world, and he might not know when he would die. Now his biggest thought, in addition to saving his life, was to quickly get more money to send to his parents, so that they would not have to worry too much when he really died.

"Ah." Wu Wen sighed faintly, and then he calmed down and started to enjoy his barbecue again.

I can't worry anymore, otherwise it would be a big loss if I finally had a barbecue but it was tasteless? What if I died while watching a movie, and I thought about not eating barbecue properly before I died, which would be a big loss.

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"Didn't I say that if you dare to use the same method again, you will all die?"

A cold female voice sounded in the silent alley. The street lights in the middle of the alley were a little dim, but the confrontation scene below could be seen clearly.

If Wu Wen was here, he would be absolutely shocked.

Because this place is particularly familiar to him now, because it is the alley in front of his house.

In addition, the figure of the woman standing outside the alley and the girl in the wheelchair she pushed in front of her are more familiar, because this is his new boss and assistant Xiaoying.

But he really doesn't know when the two of them came here.