Panguan

After he eased his fiery strength, he opened his eyes again and found that there was an extra sapling in the soil in front of him, with slender and handsome branches.

Xia Qiao was startled, and could not avoid sitting in the mud: "What is this?"

"Bai Mei." Wen Shi said.

Xia Qiao said in his heart that I didn't ask about the species: "Where did this come from?"

"Didn't you see it just now?" Wen Shi looked at him as if he was mentally retarded.

"I know, I... I saw that the black gas you sucked from grandpa just came out again, and then this tree was added."

When smelling: "Hmm."

Xia Qiao suddenly ran out of words.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and asked incredulously, "So it is..."

Wen Shi thought about it and said, "You can think of it as a sinking bridge in a sense, or it can be regarded as something the sinking bridge left you."

Xia Qiao looked at the sapling steadily, and suddenly remembered where he lived when he was a child. There was also a small white plum forest nearby, which seemed to have grown up unconsciously.

He seems to suddenly understand their origin now - Shen Qiao is also a judge, and he has sent many people away, and he should have done the same thing.

"Everyone..." Xia Qiao swallowed the word "death" and said, "Will it become like this?"

He said, "I like this."

Xia Qiao wanted to say that I liked it too, but it seemed that all of a sudden he was not so sad, as if Shen Qiao was still looking at him gently and lovingly somewhere.

He stood up when he smelled it, and pinched his phalanx with his fingers hanging by his side.

Xia Qiao also got up and circled around the sapling several times, as if he wanted to touch but did not dare to touch it.

"Is this tree going to be fertilized?" Xia Qiao asked.

When smelling: "It will grow by itself."

Xia Qiao said "Oh" and asked again, "Can I water it?"

When smelling: "I haven't poured it before, you can try it."

Xia Qiao did not dare to move again.

When he smelled it, he said angrily, "It rains every day outside and I don't see it pouring out."

Only then did Xia Qiao feel relieved, and wandered around to find the kettle, as if his soul had returned.

Wen Shi leaned against the door and watched him water the saplings after he was busy, and suddenly felt that the person who made the puppet must have a strange skeleton, otherwise how could he make such a two hundred and fifty.

***

With this white plum, Xia Qiao finally came back alive.

The house is a bit big, and it's a bit of a struggle to tidy up for two people who don't do housework well. Like Wen Shi hamster moving food, it took him two and a half days to move the sofa, table and chairs at home little by little.

In the afternoon after finishing everything, Xia Qiao planned to clean it up again, so he took out an item from the cabinet.

Wen Shi was looking for a big broom everywhere, when he heard the disc-like thing sticking to the ground, coming over with a humming sound, so that it didn't slam into his feet.

"What is this?" Wen Shi stared at it with his eyes down, his expression between "please it roll" and "step on it".

Xia Qiao hurried over, kicked the noisy thing away, and coaxed, "This is a sweeping robot."

"Do you still use a broom then?"

"No, no." Xia Qiao waved his hand.

He heard an "oh" sound and calmly accepted the existence of this thing.

Xia Qiao said in his heart that Brother Wen was Brother Wen, and he was calm, and at first glance, he had seen the world.

As a result, as soon as he finished his emotion, he found that Wen Shi had turned over a box of Baixu from the refrigerator again, and crunched for two hours with no expression on his face, just staring at the robot vacuum cleaner.

"Brother Wen." Xia Qiao moved to his side, pointed to the box and asked him, "Can you be full after eating this?"

He didn't lift his eyelids when he smelled: "No."

Xia Qiao: "Aren't you very hungry now?"

When smelling: "What do you think?"

"Then what should I eat?" Xia Qiao asked again.

"People." A word jumped when he heard it.

"..." Xia Qiao hurriedly ran away.

Thanks to these two hundred and fifty blessings, the hunger that had been suppressed for a long time when I smelled it came back up again. He has a problem now, when he is hungry, he thinks of someone...

No, go away.

Wen Shi said to himself in his heart, and then he went to open the refrigerator again.

Xia Qiao followed and glanced at it, Bai Chun had already finished eating. When smelling, his eyes fell on the row of drinks.

Xia Qiao was positive this time: "Well, Brother Wen, let me introduce you to-"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Shi took a can of Coke from it, snapped open the tab, and said coolly, "I died in 1995, not in 65."

Xia Qiao: "..."

Well, you can hear it, the mood is even worse.

Xia Qiao didn't dare to talk much, didn't dare to run far, just shrank to the side and silently brushed the phone.

After a long time, he heard his brother ask respectfully, "Xie Wen, is there any movement?"

Xia Qiao: "Huh?"

He frowned when he smelled: "Didn't he say he wants to rent a house and move?"

Xie Wen has not heard from him since he went down the mountain that day, as if the world had evaporated, and he never asked about the house again. Makes me feel a little weird...

Of course, it's mainly because of the strange smell.

After all, two and a half days is quite short in Xia Qiao's concept, and it will pass in a flash. It's not a problem to have no contact for two and a half days.

But he didn't dare to tell Wen Shi like this, because he thought his brother Wen might be starving.

"Then let me... get in touch?" Xia Qiao asked.

He didn't make a decision when he heard it.

Just as Xiaqiao was looking for the number, he suddenly said, "Where is Xiping Garden? Do you know the way?"