The Endless Shuttle

"..."

Luo Pei didn't understand it very well, and it was too strenuous to communicate with this kind of idealistic existence. The girl's words were too subjective, and he could only make a rough guess based on the original work.

In this case, talking too much is bound to fail, especially in the face of such an existence, shutting up is undoubtedly the best choice.

Fortunately, the root style seems to have achieved its goal, and the line of sight returned to the snow scene of the city.

"What corresponds to "nothing" is "existence", and what corresponds to "virtual" is "real". "Normal" and "abnormal"... Maybe you can..."

Because the last sentence was very low, covered by the wind and snow, Luo Pei didn't hear it clearly.

After finishing speaking, the girl turned around and walked towards the Japanese-style courtyard far away from the road with wooden shoes stepping on the snow, making a creaking sound.

It seems that some consensus has been reached, but after careful consideration, there is no more useful information in these words except for a "similarity"...

Incomprehensible thinking, no matter how much you think about it, there will be no results. This kind of reasoning, Luo Pei, who has a close relationship with the old rulers, deeply agrees.

It can only be regarded as a beautiful "encounter" today.

The sense of crisis just now... the root cause is really interesting.

While Luo Pei was in a daze, Hei Tongqian also came back.

The feeling after strenuous exercise is that it is winter, but the boy's forehead is covered with beads of sweat, and white hot air is exhaled from his mouth. It seems that he is serious about doing what Luo Pei casually ordered.

"Mr. Rope, I called my uncle and he will send someone to deal with the problem with your car."

His uncle Akimi Daisuke is a criminal police officer. Although he doesn't care about traffic problems, he is still in the police station, so he can ask for help.

"Hmm... Mr. Heitong."

"yes?"

"Suddenly remembered something, I don't seem to have such a thing as a driver's license."

"Ah!?" Kuroto Kanya showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Isn't that very bad. Mr. Rope, driving without a license will get you arrested."

"So I have to run away now." Luo Pei said with a smile: "I have to ask Mr. Hei Tong in the future, just say it's my own joke."

"But, the car..."

"threw."

"..." Hei Tongqian also opened his mouth, and drooped his shoulders in frustration.

"...is Mr. Rope teasing me?"

"Nonsense, how could it be." Luo Pei laughed. "But this is really not good, as compensation... By the way, do you have a pen and paper?"

Hei Tonggan also took out his pen and paper from the backpack on his back.

Luo Pei took it, and then wrote in a hurry.

Pass it over, and there is a string of numbers on the paper.

"This is my home phone number. If you have any difficulties, listen, any difficulties, you can call this number and I will help you deal with it. Only three times."

"oh……"

"Then come on."

Hei Tongqian also took the paper in a daze, looking at Luo Pei's back as he walked further and further away, feeling a little confused.

Although it was a bit hard work, he still earned 10,000 doors, plus he met a somewhat strange brother...it should be considered pretty good, right?

He stuffed the paper and pen into his backpack and walked forward against the wind and snow.

PS:

Mushroom's positioning of the root style is quite vague. If you can do everything, it's over... So I want to ask, which one is better, the planet UO or the root style? (scratching head)

Chapter 8 Your final value belongs to me

"When I was wandering around in the morning, I met a very interesting boy..."

"With such heavy snow, wouldn't Mr. Luo Pei's car be recovered?"

"Compared to being taken away by the police, that kind of thing is better...you can change it anytime."

"That's it..."

Looking at the man who was peeling an apple for himself, Wu Tiao Wuhui's pale face flushed slightly.

It has been almost a month since I met this person who calls himself "Rope" since February.

During this period, this handsome young man would come to visit him on time in the afternoon and talk with her every day without a break.

Even the nurse in charge of her said, "Wu Tiao Wu Hui seems to have gained a new life." She feels that she can have such a rare and energetic appearance, which is absolutely due to the youth.

Living with hope, no longer a walking dead waiting to die - Wu Tiao Wu Hui regained something called "happiness" after several hellish years.

Mr. Luo Pei, could it be that he likes himself?

Wu Tiao Wuhui thought about it, but when she saw the focused face, she felt a little bitter in her heart.

Wealthy family, good conduct, and good looks—even when I was not sick, I would never have the courage to strike up a conversation with a man like this, let alone now.

Just unrealistic fantasy.

Such a short-lived and sickly self, what qualifications does Mr. Luo Pei like... Probably "sympathy" or something like that. Mr. Luo Pei used to be the same as me, so he made up for his past regrets on me...

But……

"Give."

"Ah, yes!"

Wu Tiao Wuhui came back to her senses and took the apple.

"Why are you so respectful." Luo Pei smiled, and wiped the juice with a handkerchief: "Although the doctor does not recommend outside food, I think eating a little of fruit is helpful to paint your body... ..."

"Um."

Wu Tiao Wuhui held the apple in both hands, biting into small bites, it was really sweet.

As she ate and ate, her tears flowed down without disappointment.