Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

At this time, Zhao Ke had sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed a glass of wine on the table, and drank it down in one gulp.

With the stabbing feeling of spirits.

Zhao Ke let out a deep moan: "Ah... ah——"

Accompanied by Zhao Ke's low groan, Zhao Ke's legs were tensed, and his big toe pushed up a bump on the boot with a "bang".

With both hands firmly grasping the edge of the table, under the table, grab a few fingers to print out.

"Second Senior Brother, why did your face turn pale again?"

Luo Qing put two stalks of green vegetables into the bowl, seeing Zhao Ke with his head half down, his expression was very strange.

Can't help but speak with concern.

"No...it's okay, I drank too much, I can't stand it..."

"Don't drink if you can't stand it. If you are drunk, you two may have trouble again when Senior Brother comes back later."

After Luo Qing said this, he took two mouthfuls of rice.

At this moment, Luo Qing slipped his finger.

"Ding!"

I saw one of the chopsticks in my hand fell under the table.

Seeing this, Luo Qing subconsciously wanted to reach out to pick up the chopsticks.

Seeing Luo Qing's actions, Zhao Ke's face suddenly changed, and he slapped the table: "Luo Qing!"

"what!!!"

Suddenly, Luo Qing was so frightened that he almost sat down from his chair and looked at Zhao Ke, wondering what his second senior brother was doing.

"Uh……"

Zhao Ke rolled his eyes, looked at the glass of wine on the table, and picked it up again: "You have worked hard to take care of the old man these years, and the second senior brother proposes a toast to you."

I saw Zhao Ke talking, raised the wine glass, and put it to his mouth.

"Hey~Second senior brother, is that the chin?"

Luo Qing looked at Zhao Ke's dizzy look, as if he was really drunk, the glass of wine was not poured into his mouth, but all spilled on his body and pants.

Quickly picked up the chopsticks, Luo Qing saw that Zhao Ke's crotch was wet.

I couldn't help laughing silently in my heart, as if it was the first time I saw Zhao Ke drinking so badly that even his pants were soaked by wine.

While Luo Qing snickered, Zhao Ke let out a heavy breath on his face.

Silently applaud my wit.

d(??????)

This table meal is not rich.

There are no big fish or meat, just a few vegetarian dishes, which are the simplest home-cooked dishes.

But the old man ate very happily.

Zhao Ke accompanied the old man, and the food in his mouth became extraordinarily delicious. Maybe the food is not good, but this is the taste of home.

The old man drank and drank too much.

Zhao Ke and Luo Qing helped the old man into the room.

Zhao Ke fetched a basin of hot water and wiped the old man's body.

During the period, Zhao Ke heard from time to time that the old man called a person's name, which was very vague. Zhao Ke listened carefully, but couldn't tell whether it was Xiao Hong or Xiao Hong.

In short, the old man called this name more than ten times.

"Xiao Hong? Could it be..."

Zhao Ke thought of the life willow smoke stick in his hand, couldn't help raising his brows, and sighed silently.

As a postman, I don't know if this woman who once had a dewy marriage with the old man is still alive in this world.

Zhao Ke thought about it, maybe this might not be a bad thing for the old man.

It is better to keep a thought in my heart than despair.

After Zhao Ke cleaned the old man, he walked out with a water basin.

As Ke Zhao closed the door, the old man slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes were looking at the ceiling, but his thoughts had already wandered far away.

A young man and a woman under the toon tree.

Sitting on a thick tree trunk, with shy eyes on his face, his palms approached those little hands little by little, testing each other's bottom line.

Finally he took it, took that simple little hand.

At that moment, he knew that he had captured the whole world.

"Xiao Hong, I miss you!"

Staring at the empty ceiling, the old man's cloudy eyes gradually became hazy.

With a drop of tear, wiped the cheek and rolled down.

The old man's thoughts, accompanied by the memories in his mind, fell asleep in his dream little by little while smiling.

"Second senior brother, do you want to change your pants?"

Watch Zhao Ke come out of the old man's room.

Luo Qing leaned forward, with a playful smile on his face, and there was always a bit of malice in his eyes.

Zhao Ke raised his head and glanced at Luo Qing, and saw this kid's eyes wandering to the other room, and he seemed to say intentionally or unintentionally: "Your physique is about the same as that of senior brother."

"Hmph, smart ghost."

I really need to change my pants, otherwise they will be sticky and uncomfortable to walk on.

Pass the water basin in his hand to Luo Qing.

Zhao Ke walked into the room in front of him. There was a small bathroom in the room, so Zhao Ke simply took a shower.