Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 327 Symphony of Destiny

Moran's house was as cold as an icehouse. Not only that, when she went out in the morning, she probably went out without locking the door. The raging wind and snow blew open her door, pouring a lot of snow in the room. inside.

Even Du Weiguo, wading through such a deep snow, carrying the fox eyes like a dead dog back home was sweating from exhaustion.

Du Weiguo was not polite at all, and he didn't have any thoughts of sympathy. When he arrived at the place, he threw her on the sofa very rudely, and was about to leave when Mo Lan's weak voice came from behind him.

"Don't go~"

The air is like a gossamer, and at the same time it is hoarse, which sounds very unharmonious and very reasonable.

Du Weiguo stood there for about 3 seconds. Thinking of the action of this damn giant monster, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart, and suppressed his strong impatience.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to end this nightmare, he won't be able to return to his ideal happy life. It's really an endless loop of helplessness.

Du Weiguo turned around again, but he didn't pay attention to Foxy Eyes, but rummaged through the room on his own.

First, he lit up the coal stoves in the bedroom and living room, and boiled a pot of water. Then, Du Weiguo found her broom and pickle, and quickly wiped away the snow that had been rolled into the room. Cleared out.

After tidying up, Du Weiguo went into the kitchen to search again. I, Nima, Foxeye, in her kitchen, apart from a few bottles of foreign wine that is useless, there is not even a grain of food.

At first glance, it doesn't look like a living family. Even if a mouse comes in, it has to wipe away tears. It's really miserable.

Du Weiguo walked back to the living room. The small coal stove had started to dissipate heat, and the temperature in the room was a little better.

He sat down on the coffee table opposite Fox's Eye, looking at Moran, who was slumped on the sofa, pale as if he was dying.

"Mo Lan, you don't even have a grain of grain in your house. What are you doing? Do you eat out every day?"

Moran didn't speak at all, but looked at Du Weiguo pitifully with a pair of fox eyes.

Du Weiguo was not interested in playing eye contact with her to exchange feelings at all, he was very hungry now, he rummaged through his coat pocket a few times, took out a piece of white rabbit toffee, peeled off the sugar coating, and swallowed it in one bite.

Moran on the opposite side swallowed very obviously.

While chewing the toffee in his mouth, Du Weiguo dug another piece out of his pocket.

Quickly peeled off the sugar coating, stood up, and put it into his own mouth under the expectant eyes of the fox eyes, um, two pieces together, double the happiness.

Du Weiguo was really cheap, he threw the sugar coating into the small coal stove.

After chewing the toffee, just as the water was boiling, Du Weiguo filled the thermos bottle very naturally, then made himself a cup of brown sugar water, mixed it with a little cold water, and toasted in one breath.

The only food in the kitchen of Moran's house was some brown sugar, which was probably intended for her aunt. Hehe, fortunately, Du Weiguo finally showed kindness this time and brought a cup for Moran.

"Drink it, it's not hot."

Du Weiguo handed the brown sugar water to Moran, but she didn't pick it up right away, Du Weiguo frowned:
"What's wrong? Do you want to drink? Hurry up and drink by yourself, why do I have to feed you?"

Moran's eyes were gloomy at this time, she sat up with great effort, her hands were shaking unbearably, and she barely caught the cup.

She gulped down the warm brown sugar water with a very greedy look, and soon she finished a glass of brown sugar water.

She seemed to have a little more strength, she raised her head and looked at Du Weiguo who was smoking beside the small coal stove.

"I still want a drink."

Du Weiguo took a puff of cigarette, gave her a slight sideways glance, and said in a very impatient tone:

"Miss Moran, your snow phobia is obviously a psychological disease, not a physical one. In principle, it will not affect your ability to move. Why don't you get up and down on your own? I'm your servant. Man! Why do I have to serve you?"

Mo Lan's eyes turned red, and tears fell instantly. She said in a faint voice:
"Du Weiguo, you used to hate me very much, but now you think I'm an unreasonable monster even more."

Du Weiguo sneered, lightly flicked the cigarette ash, and said disapprovingly with no expression on his face:

"No, your hypocrisy is a kind of disease. I'm not surprised by it, but I didn't expect you to be so hypocritical."

Moran was very angry at this moment, and she was already yelling in her heart at this moment: You are hypocritical, you old man, what the hell do you know, do you know what I have been through?
Moran choked weakly: "I'm not hypocritical, I~"

Du Weiguo waved his hand and interrupted her explanation very rudely: "I'm not interested in the reason why you are afraid of the north wind and snow."

Du Weiguo had finished smoking a cigarette at this time, he threw the cigarette butt into the small coal stove, stood up, and walked to a corner of the living room.

He rummaged around the phonograph a few times, found a vinyl record at random, and blew on the film. Soon, the passionate melody of the Symphony of Destiny sounded!
Du Weiguo turned up the volume of the phonograph, which could basically completely cover the howling of the north wind outside the house.

After finishing these things, Du Weiguo walked up to Moran, took a rare look at her very seriously, and then said lightly:

"I'm leaving, you have to be strong."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even give Fox Eye a chance to speak, he turned around and opened the door and walked out.

Moran looked at his back, and sat on the sofa blankly, listening to the symphony of fate playing in his ears, and fell into a state of no thoughts for a while.

Vinyl records in this era are very short, and soon, the passionate and majestic symphony stopped, and the whimpering outside the house sounded like a spell again!

Moran jumped up as if electrocuted, rushed to the gramophone, and frantically played the music again.

She really wasn't pretending to be sick today, she was really sick!Hey.

The symphony was played again, and Moran let out a long breath. After a few seconds, she looked at the empty cup in her hand, couldn't help but shook her head with a wry smile, and said to herself:
"I really don't have the slightest bit of charm in his eyes. Du Weiguo is a man with a heart like iron!"

Ah!At this moment, Du Weiguo, a real man with a strong heart, is walking alone in the heavy snow to the apartment, and at the same time, he is also talking to himself:
"Today is really Nima's funeral. In this f*cking snowy day, I've been crawling back and forth in the snow like a snow mouse for a whole day.

This damned fox-eyed, but the real Nima can play tricks, and she has a terrible snow phobia. I can't guarantee what bad things she did in this kind of weather to leave such a strong shadow in her heart. "

Bingo, in Du Weiguo's words.

Yes, Fox Eye suffered from this permanent problem only after undergoing an unforgettable and inhumane training in a similar weather. As for what kind of training it was, please make up your own mind, I really can’t write it down.

After Du Weiguo returned to the apartment, he didn't even have time to shake off the snow on his body, and he was not in the mood to light the stove. He directly took out sesame seed cakes from the space and gnawed them.

He was so hungry that he was pumping, and he felt a little exhausted. Whenever this time came, he would sigh with emotion:
The space given by the system, this constant temperature preservation function is definitely the most practical magic skill, stronger than anything else, no matter when you take it out, it will taste like it was hot when it was just out of the pot.

Invincible leather.

Du Weiguo ate four sesame seed cakes in one go, and opened a box of canned beef with a small Tang knife, and ate it cold.

The boiling water in the thermos bottle at home had already completely cooled down and turned into out-and-out ice water. Du Weiguo didn't care, he just picked up the thermos pot and poured it full into the spout.

There's nothing to be hypocritical about, the people of Korea next door just drink ice water all year round!

After his stomach was full, Du Weiguo got up and lit the small coal stove to deal with the snow on his body, and then sat beside the small coal stove to smoke and warm himself in a daze.

Where is Yang Caiyu?After three days and one night, she should have almost passed Nanyang, crossed the Yangtze River, and arrived in Hubei Province, right?

You are as warm as spring in the bright southern sun, and I am snowing heavily in the northern city. Du Weiguo suddenly hummed the lyrics and laughed at himself.

Now is the time when the defense line in Fox's eyes is the weakest, and it is an excellent opportunity to get closer. In today's situation, even he has the opportunity to directly hehehe.

Then if I don't turn into a dog licking tomorrow and send a wave of warmth to Moran?Taking advantage of this opportunity to win directly?Wouldn't it be a bit too abrupt to make such a sudden show of affection, and it doesn't match my usual personality?
(End of this chapter)