"Is there any other way to die?" Wu Yuan asked softly.

The wet paper towel was crumpled into a ball by those white hands, drew a parabola in the air, and fell into the trash can.

But after waiting for a long time, Wu Yu didn't answer.

While waiting for his answer, Wu Yuan opened the refrigerator, and the first floor was full of all kinds of wine.

In the last cycle, he finally persuaded Wu Yu to talk about the previous cycle, but was broken by the sudden death.

God knows he's also swearing that he won't die.

In the next second, he was slapped in the face by God.

If we use wine now, can Wu Yu talk about the past?

Wu Yuan looked at Wu Yu tentatively and asked, "Drink?"

Wu Yu glanced at the probe: "This kind of fruit wine can only be drunk as a drink, right?"

Wu Yuan: "You don't understand. Drinking too much or too little is almost meaningless. A little drunk is just fine."

He picked up the outermost can and asked, "Drink this?"

There are a lot of Japanese words written on the pink and tender jar, and the pattern seems to be white peach flavor.

Wu Yu immediately refused and shook his head, it seemed that he didn't like it very much.

Wu Yuan rolled his eyes inwardly, forgetting that this person is a rich young master, he can be picked.

He gestured to put the wine back, but before he could take it back with his hand, he was caught off guard and walked towards Wu Yu.

The cold soda can was pressed against Wu Yu's face, and his skin turned red in an instant.

I thought I would see Wu Yu's face turned from embarrassment into anger, or an embarrassing expression if he was not good enough, but Wu Yu actually smiled a little.

Wu Yuan was embarrassed by the smile, so he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wu Yu grabbed his wrist.

Under the blue veins was a throbbing pulse. At this moment, the soda can in his hand was steaming crazily, while his wrist was as hot as a fire.

"Ms. Wu, are you a three-year-old?" Wu Yu's smile was so intriguing that Wu Yuan looked a little uneasy.

Before he could answer, Wu Yu took his hand and turned a corner, the cold canister pressed against his neck, freezing him so hard that he shivered.

"Wu Yu!" Wu Yuan shouted angrily.

"Hahahahaha I'm here!" Wu Yu's eyes turned into crescent moons.

"It's freezing to death!" Wu Yuan wanted to punch him, "Stay away from me!" He pushed out the hand holding the wine bottle, but unfortunately the opponent was too strong to help.

Wu Yu said exaggeratedly: "You are allowed to post me, but I am not allowed to post it back? How can there be such an overbearing person? What kind of overbearing president are you?"

Wu Yu let go of his hand, but immediately pressed him next to the Liuli platform, supporting the edge of the platform with his hands, forming a circle.

The distance was suddenly shortened, and Wu Yuan felt very uncomfortable.

His body leaned back unconsciously, but because there was no support behind him, he lost his balance instantly. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and supported it with his empty hands.

"You...don't get so close." Wu Yuan squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and after he finished speaking, he felt that his words were too hard to get, but it was too late to take them back.

Although the intertwined breathing of each other brings ambiguity, which may be a kind of enjoyment, but the other party's aggressive intentions are too strong, and he only feels endless restraint in this square inch.

He tilted his head, his expression indifferent.

"What about me?" Wu Yu seemed to be aware of his resistance, and suppressed his smile.

drip-

The alarm sounded from the refrigerator, breaking the eerie silence in the air.

Wu Yuan took the opportunity to push the other party away, and closed the refrigerator door beside him.Then he opened the bottle of white peach wine and drank half of it.

Alcohol is one thing that can mask a flustered heartbeat.

It can't go on like this.

It's still in the loop right now, and he doesn't know when the loop will end. If this is the last time, it's not worth wasting time here.

And Wu Yu, he had never been able to figure it out.

After a short period of mental entanglement, Wu Yuan compromised to reason.

He sighed softly: "Why don't you go and look at the bookshelves first."

Seeing that he was almost trotting away, Wu Yu felt a little depressed.Run away after teasing, what kind of little hedgehog is it?

Wu Yuan’s bookshelves are custom-made and fixed to the wall with screws to reduce dirt in the gaps.The bookshelf is very stable even when it is full of books, and there has never been a problem.

He put his half-drunk wine on the table and walked over to the bookshelf.

Wu Yu followed, holding the bookshelf, he moved all the books on it.The boxy grid was hollowed out, and where there should have been screws, only small black holes remained.

"Sure enough, the screw was removed." Wu Yuan said in surprise.

Wu Yu reached out to touch the screw hole, and saw some sawdust on his fingertips.He showed Wu Yuan his hand, and said, "It should have been dismantled a few days ago."

"It's still very strange." Wu Yuan stood by the bookshelf, his eyes scanned every corner of the bookshelf carefully.

Wu Yu asked, "What's so strange?"

"After the screws are removed, the bookshelf becomes unstable. But I'm not here all the time, how can I be sure that I will be crushed to death?"

Wu Yu raised his head in deep thought, and seemed to see something, and said in surprise, "There!"

Wu Yuan looked along his fingers, and there was something protruding on the top of the bookshelf.

He tiptoed to take a closer look, and it turned out that the thing was a very sharp nail.

Suddenly, Wu Yu asked, "Do you have a tape measure at home?"

Wu Yuan nodded, and quickly brought the tape measure.

Wu Yu pressed the tape measure and said, "Mr. Wu, sit on the chair."

Wu Yuan complied obediently.

Wu Yu measured the distance from the chair to the bookcase, and then measured the distance from the nail to the ground.

Wu Yuan already guessed what he was doing, and asked directly: "Is it the same?"

"Same." Wu Yu put away the tape measure, "If you drop it from this distance, it will just hit you."

Wu Yuan felt a warm palm on top of his head, crushing his hair.

Although it collapsed, it was very warm.

Although it was very warm, when he thought of the falling of the bookshelf, his Tianling Gai felt a pain.

Wu Yuan grabbed Wu Yu's arm and moved his palm away.

Wu Yu was startled, looking at the empty palm, his mind was slightly distracted.Then he asked: "It seems that this person is very familiar with your house. Has anyone visited your house in the past few days?"

"To be honest, I have to think about it." Wu Yuan's memory is very confused, if counting the time of the cycle, he has already spent days and nights in the cycle without closing his eyes.

Well, Wu Yu might be even worse.

Thinking about it this way, Wu Yuan felt that he had nothing to be hypocritical about.

He took out his mobile phone and opened the calendar, and recalled a little bit: "Last Saturday, three days ago, my parents came and had lunch together. They left after eating."

Wu Yu said enviously, "I really want to have dinner with Teacher Wu's family."

Wu Yuan: "...don't make trouble."

He lowered his head and continued to swipe his phone, and opened Moments.

"Didn't you not post on Moments?" Wu Yu saw the full page, and said in surprise: "I don't think you can see me for three days, so you can't block me alone, right?"

"No!" Wu Yuan laughed, "I didn't block you, it's just..."

"Just what, please make up a reason." Wu Yu took out his phone, opened Wu Yuan's blank circle of friends, and shook it at him.

From a friend's point of view, Wu Yuan really never posts on Moments.Many people who are not familiar with him will wonder if they have been blocked when they see a horizontal line in his circle of friends.

In fact, Wu Yuan likes to post on Moments very much, and he is a talker.

That's right, in reality, Wu Yuan, who has a cool and cold style of painting, has a sudden change in his style of painting on social platforms, with sand sculpture emoticons, blurted out memes and jokes, it's hard to see.

But he won't show it to anyone.

because--

"I post everything that only I can see." Wu Yuan clicked on the latest Moments, which was still a selfie taken in the afternoon when she was doing makeup and hair.

Wu Yu found it incredible: "Moments are for sharing! How about this, next time you pull me into a separate group, only visible to me."

"I'll think about it." Wu Yuan smiled lightly, "The blacklist is also grouped separately, what do you think?"

"Pretend I didn't say it!" Wu Yu instantly relented.

Wu Yu stretched out his finger and continued to slide down, and found a screenshot of the game.

"Sure, Mr. Wu! Where's the MVP!" Wu Yu looked like an emotionless boasting machine, sounding unreal at all, "Why don't you call me when you're cheating?"

Wu Yuan thought for a while before saying: "The day before yesterday Liu Wen was on vacation and came to my house to play games. You two don't know each other, so I didn't call you."

Wu Yu was not very happy for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "I call you every time, and I have brought you to know many of my friends."

"Sorry, I didn't remember any of them." Wu Yuan said truthfully, but there were also some deliberate elements in it.

He seemed to want to see that Wu Yu cared about him.

Reasonable, well said.

Wu Yuan thinks that fried chicken is not as good as rational pairing with wine.

He continued: "I was the one who sent Liu Wen to work the next day, otherwise he would be late, and he would lose full attendance in a month."

Wu Yu: "...Is he still staying at your house?"

"Yeah, he often—"

"often?!"

At this point, Wu Yuan accepted it contentedly.

Sensibility can't be more full, everything is as he said at the beginning, no more, no less, a little drunk is just right.

"Not often, I come over to play occasionally on weekends." Wu Yuan explained, although the other party didn't seem to believe it.

Wu Yu said, "I won't answer so many announcements in the future."

Wu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, his heartbeat seemed to have stopped.

Wu Yu is a busy person, and he once complained to him that there have been no holidays for almost two years except for the Spring Festival, and the notice has already been scheduled for the Year of the Monkey.

Not answering the notification means, do you want to have a vacation, or do you want to be able to come and play with him?

With a beating heart, Wu Yuan guessed wildly.

He didn't drink too much, why did he always feel his head heavy.

"Teacher Wu?" Wu met him silently and called him softly.

Wu Yuan raised his head in response and hastily made an excuse: "What did you say?"

Wu Yu said, "Liu Wen came here the day before yesterday."

"There is another person who comes here every day." Wu Yuan didn't intend to show off, and said directly: "It's the courier brother, who bought it years ago and only delivered it to me now."

Wu Yu nodded, but his eyes were on the phone in his hand.At some point, Wu Yuan's cell phone came into Wu Yu's hands, and he flipped through it quickly.

Although most of them are selfies, complaints, and reading notes, but none of them are related to him!

"You can see that last year's circle of friends has gone!" Wu Yuan tried to snatch it away.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wu, is there anything I can't read?" Wu Yu stretched out his hand to block Wu Yuan, while quickly looking at Moments.

Finally, he found one.

The time was December 12 last year, at 31:23 in the evening.

It's a song to share.

It is Wu Yu's new song, which was sung for the first time at the New Year's Eve concert.

There are only two simple words in the sharing content, like it.

Wu Yu's movements froze in place, and Wu Yuan also noticed this circle of friends.

He coughed twice, and explained with a guilty conscience: "The new song is pretty good, I'll help you promote it." Then he took the phone back from Wu Yu's hand.

"You're lying." Wu Yu turned to look at him, "Who can you share with who can only see what you can see?"

After being ruthlessly exposed, Wu Yuan was at a loss.

He couldn't remember the thought of posting those two words at that time, maybe it really meant the literal meaning.

Emotional, if you really want to be full, there is no way.

Ambiguous small molecules floated in the air, stagnating like fog beads.

Wu Yuan looked at Wu Yu's beautiful peach blossom eyes, the black and white pupils were as round and harmonious as chess pieces, holding a small him securely.

There may be some panic, some indifference, some joy, and some confusion, just like all kinds of monotonous wine, finally mixed into the strongest wine.

However, at this moment, the extremely disruptive phone rang.

The author has something to say:

On the 21st, which is this Saturday, I have an exam, and I will continue to update when I come back~

Thank you little cuties for your support and understanding!Chirp!

感谢在2022-05-1317:10:30~2022-05-1608:57:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Lemon Sauce Cat, Ning Zai Zai Calcium Calcium 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ning Zai Zai Calcium Supplement; Ha ha 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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