One Hundred Ways to Become a God

This small rental house is not much more spacious than a narrow corridor. In a small room, a single bed takes up a quarter. One area, plus a desk, wardrobe, there is not much left in the room.

The room is dilapidated and sturdy, and the height of the visual observation is no more than two meters. When the man stands up, it always gives the illusion of terror that is about to reach the ceiling.

Fortunately, he bent over most of the time.

The clothes, books, and the like on the ground were picked up by him and placed in the proper position. The whole room became neatly tidy with his movements.

He Wei sat on the bed and casually knocked on Han Zi's original notebook that had not been completely killed after being smashed. The line of code continued to squirt from the screen with his fingertips, and his attention was obviously not Focus on them, eyes from time to time to the man's busy figure.

Before the man was 80%, he did not do the work of cleaning up the room. The action was a bit slow.

For the convenience of action, the man's dignified black suit jacket has been taken off and placed on the back of the chair. Now there is only a thin white shirt that can't cover any substance.

He pulled the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, revealing a pale but muscular arm, and in addition, the muscles in other parts of the upper body, such as the chest muscles of the sac, and the firm back muscles, continued to move with him. If there is nothing, it will be outlined by a thin shirt.

"..." He Wei took his eyes back from the man's back, swept the code just now, and found that he even made the mistakes in the most basic structure.

How did things develop to the present?

It is actually very simple.

After sorting out the mysterious thoughts, the point in his heart has almost disappeared, not to mention that Xuan Qi looked at him pitifully as soon as he met - although probably only the world can be alone in men. Zhang’s chilling iceberg looked like the word “poor Baba” – he naturally couldn’t bear to smack his face and rushed away, so he had no choice but to drive him out when he followed the door.

In fact, Xuanqi’s concealed identity is only because of a misunderstanding. It is estimated that this person’s heart is still uneasy because he “forced” him when he was unconscious. If he is murdered by him, Bacheng will hide himself. Uncomfortable.

But it is not realistic to let him export "forgive" men first.

After all, objectively speaking, he is now a "victim". How can he take the initiative to get rid of the truth of the perpetrators?

At the very least, wait until the man takes the initiative to apologize to him, and he can forgive the person along the steps.

Seeing the messy room, without waiting for the opening, the man consciously took off his coat and started to work.

The room was too small. If both people were huddled underneath, they would come across the turn, and they couldn't move at all, so he climbed directly onto the bed and tapped the code while watching the man work.

Although there was not much in total, in order to lengthen the time spent with the youth, Xuan Qi’s movements were very slow. Without a few spells, it took more than an hour to clean up the scattered pieces.

Although he had never had the experience of cleaning up the room before, but because of his ignorance and youth entanglement, he had some impressions of the original appearance of the room, so he was able to methodically Put everything in where you are.

After all the things were settled, he used a few clean little spells, and the whole room was completely new and looked much cleaner than before.

In the process of cleaning up the room, he naturally did not feel the youth from time to time to look at it. Every time, when the youth’s eyes were swept away, he wanted to cross the youth directly, and drag him into his arms, and him. Doing countless things in those two days and two nights, using his own gods to "bulk" him, let him reveal a cute expression than before.

. . . Just thinking like this, he couldn’t help but tighten his throat. If it was not forced to suppress the incitement in the body, I am afraid that it is now ugly in front of the youth.

Whether it is the meditation of the gods or the entanglement between the bodies, using the body to do it must be a hundred times more happy than before.

However, it is very unexpected for young people to put him in the door today. If he reveals other intentions, it is likely that even the hard-won treatment will be withdrawn.

Therefore, even if the heart has almost been filled with the desire of the youth, he still does not dare to let himself, only painfully and sweetly under the eyes of the youth, silently doing what he should do.

After confirming that there was no omission in the whole room, the man took a look at the time, stood in the same place for a while, walked slowly to the bedside, and looked down at the young man who was shrinking on the bed and looked very small. Asked the softest voice used: "Go to dinner?"

I have been tossing for so long, now it’s six and a half, and it’s time to have dinner. The body of the mortal is very delicate, not to mention that the physical fitness of the youth is not a good one among the mortals. It is easy to be uncomfortable without eating.

He slowly took his eyes off the computer screen full of code, squinted his eyes and glanced at him, and he couldn’t hear the mood: "Don't go."

Still not reconciled, just thinking about eating together?

He Wei feels a little funny.

This man is planning to keep the ostrich all the time, not to mention the previous things?

He clearly thought that he had already thought about it. As long as the man showed his attitude, he forgave the man, and then he was reconciled to the situation. He did not expect that the man would not even dare to give him a step, but also made him feel quite helpless.

The man was silent for a long time and said: "I will buy some."

As he said, he turned and left the small rental house. After ten minutes, he took a bag of steaming food and pushed the door back.

The dinner brought back by the man was very rich. A total of six lunch boxes were installed. The men opened five of them and placed them on the desk. They almost filled the desk, which was not big enough, and sprinkled aroma. Tempting his taste buds.

I don't know how men choose, and the dishes they brought back are all his favorite food.

The dinner delivered to the door did not eat the truth, not to mention the smell of the food, he was indeed hooked a bit of coziness.

They are people who have been together for a few lifetimes. He has no idea of ​​"should be in front of the object to eat." After taking the chopsticks handed over by the man, he will sing up and eat until he eats eight full, in order to avoid eating too much. The stomach was uncomfortable at night, and the chopsticks were put down.

Because the amount of food is too large, even if He Zi has already eaten a lot, he still has more than half of it.

When the man saw that he was no longer eating, he silently took a small bowl of shrimp and egg soup from the only unopened lunch box and gently pushed it to him.

"..." He Wei had to reluctantly drink another bowl of soup, from a full eight to a little support.

When he finished the dinner completely and went back to the bathroom, he saw the tall man's body huddled in his small chair, and his long legs were shackled because he couldn't squeeze into the low desk. With his used chopsticks, he used his used chopsticks to stuff his uneaten food into his mouth.

When he saw the cockroach coming out of the bathroom, the man's hand holding the chopsticks paused, his eyes turned slightly, and he was so convinced that he was in direct contact with his line of sight, until He 晏 moved his eyes and continued to move. Maybe the non-human stomach is a bottomless pit. The man only used less than half of the meal time, and the remaining food was solved without changing the color.

He Wei: "..."

When the dinner was completely finished, all the wreckage on the table was picked up by the man and thrown into the trash. The sky outside the window has begun to turn dark. Under the gray-blue sky, the city is unique to the night. The lights also lit up in twos and threes.

Because there was too much to eat for dinner, He Wei decided to go out and eliminate food, and by the way, he bought some other things with the rest of the money.

Bring your mobile phone and wallet, and you will go out with your old bag.

The man is like a spirit behind him, silently following him.

Perhaps it’s too strange for such a poor student who is spreading all over the body and a man with a suit and a man’s body and a man’s breath. On the way, the two have received less attention from passers-by. .

He did not care, and he had experienced more over-the-sighted baptism. This is not even a malicious one. He has no feeling at all.

However, the man with a cold face seemed to care about these gaze. He moved his fingertips to make a small enchantment around the two people. Although passers-by still can see their existence, they can’t feel the strangeness of them. In general, no one has ever cast a strange look.

He Wei intends to go to the nearest mall to buy a new mobile phone and computer. Han Zikai’s mobile phone and laptop are bought second-hand. The old model that was originally eliminated is used for nearly a year. It is very obvious. Especially the computer that was dropped once, now almost all of it is lingering, and the slightly larger software can't be pulled up.

The area where his rental house is located is the edge of the city. After the entire city center was rectified in the past few years, since last year, it has finally decided to make a large area for this last piece. Rectification.

The first step in rectification is to demolish the house. There are a lot of old houses and illegal buildings in this area, including the rented house where He Weizheng lives, and will be completely dismantled until the next summer.

However, He did not intend to live in that small rental house, so I am not worried about it.

On the way to the mall, there are quite a few houses that have been demolished. It happens that the road lights of a section of the road are broken, the lights are very dark, the shadows of the people cast on the ground are blurred, and the roadsides are incomparably in the night. Broken wall wreckage, it seems a bit horrible, almost the best place to start the ghost story.

If a courageous person comes here, Bacheng will be scared to go nowhere.

However, He Wei was not afraid of ghosts, let alone followed by a sinister shack, and there is nothing to worry about.

Just soon, He Wei found that he was still too early.

In the middle of the night, in addition to ghosts, there may be other hidden existences.

Approaching the intersection of a dark alley, thanks to his five senses that became sharper as his mental strength improved, he heard a slight embarrassment.

At first he thought that someone had suffered something in the alley, but then the sound came out intermittently, but this time it was a little bigger, so it was obvious that it sounded with a sly tail. There was even a short scream in the back.

He Wei: "..."

He is not a person who has never experienced it. He will understand it after a few sounds.

This is someone who is trying to stimulate and black-handedly "doing things" in the alleys.

If it is his own person who encounters such a thing, it will be nothing. After squatting, pretend not to know to leave quickly. It is only now that he is followed by a man who has an idea for himself. When this happens, the atmosphere will inevitably become awkward.

Standing on the back, it seems to be getting more and more hot eyes, He Wei keeps on foot, daringly rushing from the lane, but this road does not know what is going on, not only long, but all the street lights on the road seem to be Bad, I have been walking for five minutes, and I have not encountered a normal streetlight. Instead, the half moon that was originally exposed is all out of the clouds. The cold moonlight is like a flowing water between the heavens and the earth. For this early summer night, add a touch of inexplicable coolness.

Walking and walking, He Yan looked at the blurred reflection on the ground, and finally felt something wrong. When he turned back, he was facing the man behind him and looked at him. In the dim night, like a Finally, the beasts of the minions were revealed, and the lights were scary.

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