Wu Xie is still there, still innocent

He unbuttoned his coat and showed Wu Xie the words Daomi 817 seen in Changbai Mountain on his T-shirt, "Well, buddy, you lack a team uniform."

Wu Xie didn't answer any more, because he found that the brain circuits between himself and these girls were not on the same line.

Later, Wu Xie tried to communicate with the aunts again, "It looks very mysterious in the original book." His tone was quite helpless, as if he knew everything.

The sisters sighed, "Can it not be mysterious? The three fat guys themselves don't know what the ultimate is."

Wu Xie was silent. At this time, he roughly understood that the third uncle and the third fat man Xiaogongju in their mouths probably referred to the author of the tomb robbery notes. In layman's terms, he was the mother of a protagonist like himself.

After that, Wu Xie asked a lot of questions unwillingly, such as whether the third uncle is still alive, such as whether his plan succeeded in the end, etc., but the heads of the girls shook like rattles, and their faces were full of grievances, "You Don’t you just dig the pits that our little dude raises without filling them?”

Wu Xie: "..." Now that I know, can I smash the glass in his house?

Wu Xie paused, "Finally, the finale is coming out. What did you say?" At this time, Wu Xie didn't bother to pretend that he was Rice, and he would die of grief to have a bad mother.

The sisters were excited again, and quickly turned over the finale of Weibo to show Wu Xie.

Wu Xie took it and looked at it, and finally put down the phone silently, hugged the oil bottle in his arms and bid farewell to the girls, then turned and left.

With red eyes and a sore nose, Wu Xie, who had been strong for so long, watched their ending in another dimension of 2015817, with tears streaming down his face.

Poker-Face kept silent, just wiped Wu Xie's tears with his little paws, and gently wiped the tears onto his palm. He didn't understand why this man who was smiling, angry and helpless just now burst into tears all of a sudden. It looks like this, but it feels very uncomfortable with pain in the bottom of my heart.

He felt that it would hurt more if he didn't do something about it.

Thinking that Wu Xie was very satisfied when he kissed his face before, so he leaned in front of Wu Xie, put his face on Wu Xie's lips, pressed it quietly, and looked up at Wu Xie washed away by tears eyes, and comforted him awkwardly, "I'll kiss you, don't cry."

Wu Xie was stunned for a while, and then laughed again. He kissed Poker Fing's face again, "Well, I won't cry."

Poker-face looked at the smile of the man in front of him, and unconsciously showed a smile. It was shallow, but it was pretty. The astonishment it brought to Wu Xie was the same as when Wu Xie first discovered that he could laugh.

Later, when I came down from Changbai Mountain, I could still see various ten-year banners along the way. There was a sentence that caught Wu Xie's attention for a long time, "Take my whole life for ten years of your innocence," Wu Xie touched. Touching the oily face in my arms, although the journey was not easy, although the journey was unclear, but fortunately, there is a very good ending in the end, in that ending, we are still together, and we are still together. live.

Before going down the mountain, Wu Xie saw a signature plate with the signatures of all kinds of rice. Wu Xie borrowed a signing pen, thought about it, and signed two words on it, Wu Xie.

Even with a marker pen, the thin golden body written is still beautiful and eye-catching. Wu Xie pursed her lips, and handed it to the Poker bottle in her arms, "What do you want to write?"

Poker-Face took the pen, gestured on the signature board, and wrote two characters stroke by stroke, with the same gesture, he wrote [Wu Xie].

When going down the mountain, Wu Xie didn't speak. He was thinking whether the author wrote it privately when he crossed over, or it was the ultimate ghost that the author couldn't control and didn't know. But he doesn't belong here, and neither does Poker Bottle. , he still wants to go back.

And, although he thinks that Poker Ping is fine now, Poker Ping may not want to be like this, and he has no right to make decisions for Poker Ping.Moreover, Poker Face is a brother who was born and died, so it is strange to raise a brother as a son.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Xie stopped thinking about it. It was inexplicable when he came, and he probably was also inexplicable when he went back. It was the stuffy oil bottle in his arms. Ever since he left the signature board, he had been looking at him strangely. Wu Xie Ask directly, "Do you want to say something? You can just say what you want to say, it's okay." Very magnanimous.

Poker-Face nodded, and said with a sigh, "So, your name is Wu Xie."

Wu Xie blinked innocently: "..." What stupid thing did I do? !

Bathed in Poker Ping's strange eyes all the way to Erdaobaihe, Wu Xie went shopping with Poker Ping as if nothing had happened. It is said that this street is a topic of tomb robbery.

It was really lively.

There was a place selling barbecue, which seemed very lively, so Wu Xie simply took the oil bottle to eat barbecue first, and bought Korean sake, which was low in alcohol content, and I heard it was good.

The big screen on the wall was showing a car chase shootout, Wu Xie watched it bored, feeling that it was not as attractive as the meat on the plate.

Wu Xie poured a glass of sake and filled it up for himself. He just took a sip when he suddenly heard "Wu Xie!"

His hands trembled in shock, and he turned his head to look. Does anyone know me?

Pokerfing tapped the back of Wu Xie's hand, and looked in one direction. Wu Xie followed his gaze. It was the big screen, and the actor with dyed yellow hair and permed hair was being called Wu Xie. evil.

Wu Xie suddenly became interested, and watched with relish.

The more he looked at the corners of his mouth, the more twitched, and he finally poured himself a mouthful of sake.

Poker-face was also watching, and Wu Xie asked, "How do you feel?"

Poker bottle looked serious, "I'm sleepy."

Wu Xie: "..."

Looking at the time, it was indeed getting late, so Wu Xie took Poker Bottle and found a hotel to stay in. After the two of them washed up, they lay down on the double bed and fell asleep.

Wu Xie touched Boyou Fing's face, and felt a little unreal. Although it felt like the process didn't follow the script, fortunately, the ending was the same.

Now, Poker-Face is sleeping peacefully next to him.

Wu Xie muttered in a low voice, "Brother..."

When he woke up in the morning, Wu Xie stretched his waist, and then groped for the Poker Oil bottle next to him. The touch didn't seem as soft as he remembered. Wu Xie opened his eyes with a swipe, Ping Heiliang's eyes stared at him, but it was no longer the child's version.

Wu Xie sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Poker Ping again.Still a big bottle of stuffy oil.

Poker-face also sat up, with his upper body on his back, and Wu Xie was a little embarrassed for a while.

Yesterday, Xiao Poyouping's clothes were taken off by him. Without pajamas, he could only sleep naked. Who would have thought that when he woke up, he would change from a small size to a large size?

Wu Xie gave a dry cough, and finally said the first sentence, "Brother..."

Poker-Face nodded, then got up to go to the bathroom, and Wu Xie witnessed Poker-Face walking the bird with his own eyes.Everyone is Spartan.

I must be opening my eyes the wrong way!

After the two of them packed up and sat facing each other, Wu Xie rubbed his temples, "Brother, do you know what's going on?"

Poker-Face did not refuse to answer, with a calm expression on his face, "In the final round of ten years, there will always be a time disorder." After a pause, "But now it seems that it is not only the time that is disordered."

Wu Xie answered, "There is still room."

Poker Bottle nodded, "Yeah."

Wu Xie frowned, "Was the space always disordered every ten years?"

Poker Bottle shook his head, seemingly puzzled, "In the past, there was only time."

Wu Xie expressed understanding, but seeing Poker Fing's drooping head, it inevitably coincided with the appearance of the little Poker Fing yesterday, so he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pressed it against Poker Fing's face.

Poker-face raised his eyes to look at Wu Xie, there seemed to be something hidden in his eyes, Wu Xie came back to his senses, but he also froze his hands, wondering if it's too late to pretend that nothing happened just now?

But Poker Fing showed a shallow smile, put his hand on Wu Xie's, and rubbed his face gently against Wu Xie's palm. For a while, Wu Xie looked into Poker Fing's eyes, as if Fell into that Wang Tianchi.

Needless to say anything, they understood that the bond between them would never be broken in this life.

When the two came to Changbai Mountain again, although there were still a lot of people, there were not as many people as yesterday. Walking along the non-scenic spot route, Wu Xie asked, "Do you still remember when you became a child?" ?”

Poker Bottle nodded, "Yes, I remember."

Wu Xie understood, the original time disorder was aimed at the gatekeeper Pokerfinger, and Pokerfinger probably got used to it too.But when he thought of the way he was fooling Poker Bottle, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

But Poker-Face held Wu Xie's hand and didn't say anything, but it made Wu Xie's heart settle down. Anyway, Poker-Face is not ignorant of what kind of person he is.

The two walked along the road in memory, but they couldn't find the road leading to the bronze gate anyway. When they found it, it was almost dark, and Wu Xie gave up, "Brother, we...may not be able to go back gone."

It was early in the morning when we returned to Erdaobaihe. Wu Xie got a new phone, checked Weibo, read all the notes on the tomb robbery, and Boyoufeng also read it.

After watching it for a long time, when Wu Xie was about to finish it, Poker Bottle suddenly grabbed his hand.

Before Wu Xie could react, his sleeves were rolled up by the oil bottle. The seventeen scars looked particularly distressing under the warm yellow light.

Wu Xie withdrew her hand, "Brother, I'm fine..."

When Poker Fing heard this, he put the book in his hand aside, Wu Xie glanced at it, it was Sha Hai.

Wu Xie wanted to cover her face, did she still have privacy? !

Poker-face looked at Wu Xie for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything, just kissed the scar with distress, Wu Xie twitched the corner of his mouth, "Masters are not so delicate."

Poker-Face nodded, "I know." He said very solemnly, "It won't happen in the future."

Later, Wu Xie deduced that the reason for the spatial variation may be related to the author's updated finale.Originally, the ultimate is a vague concept in the text, so the time disorder once every ten years seems to be a rule.

But the author directly came to such a big ending, and the feeling between the lines is that everything has settled, which is tantamount to directly condemning the finale to death.

It may be the author's powerful and unchangeable decisive force, which belongs to another dimension.It caused the spatial variation, and brought Wu Xie who was at the bronze gate directly, and Zhang Qiling who was behind the bronze gate.

In the end Zhang Qiling made a judgment and said, "The ultimate power won't last that long, and we will go back soon."

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words. As long as Poker is around, he will feel safe. As long as Poker is there, it's the same everywhere.

Tomorrow is the 20th, and it's Qixi Festival, but Wu Xie stayed in the hotel with Poker-Face all day, because Poker-Face infers that it will be these few days, and they will go back. What if they suddenly go back while walking on the street, It must have been another supernatural event.

On Qixi Festival, the two of them had a very ordinary life, but when they were about to go to bed, Wu Xie leaned against Poker Fing, smiled and said to Poker Fing in the tone of the little Poker Finger, "Hold me."

Poker-Face's expression sank, he pulled Wu Xie closer, propped himself up, stared at Wu Xie for a long time, then suddenly lowered his body and pressed on him, "Well, hug you."

When Wu Xie opened his eyes again, he was in the darkness, and there seemed to be a dim flashlight. He opened his eyes in a daze, and Poker Bottle was right behind him. He stretched out his hand to Wu Xie, "We go home."

Wu Xie was stunned for a while, and when he realized it, he squeezed Zhang Qiling's hand tightly, "Well, let's go home."

The author has something to say: I am afraid that everyone will not see it, so I put it here, but for the convenience of downloading and viewing, I will open a separate one.Minna, Happy Tanabata!