Game of Death: Pretty Crazy

Luo He's tombstone is next to Xiao Hanqing's.Behind the tombstones are fresh soil.

Luo He in the photo is obviously younger than now.Holding the special appointment certificate, he stood in front of the desk. He was in a tailored suit and his collared shirt was neatly pressed.He has a solemn expression and a slight smile, lying silkworms floating up, the tails of his eyes are like two swimming fish.On the window sill at the right back of the photo, there are several pots of Clivia, blooming prosperously and bathing in the sun.

Wei Zixu sat in front of the tomb.

"May the Almighty Lord guide him, take pity on him, bless him, and lead him to the land of bliss."

"In the name of the Son Jesus, Amen!"

After praying, he tilted the wine bottle in his hand, and the transparent wine was sprinkled on his grave.The square bottle of JACKDANIEL'S whiskey is not a good wine. The page of drinks is very high on the pad, so Wei Zixu ordered it and brought it over.

If we met outside, would the result be different?

After pouring the wine, Wei Zixu found the answer.If it was outside, it is impossible for him and Luo He to have any intersection.

Footsteps came from behind.Light and slow, dragging a few centimeters when the forefoot is off the ground, as frivolous and loose as that person's character.

"Hey, why is our popular little prince sitting here alone?" Liu Jing stopped beside him and asked with a smile.

Wei Zixu didn't look at him, and faced Luo He's tombstone, "Pray. I want to talk to Professor Luo alone for a while, so Min Ze will go back first."

"Oh, you're really busy." Liujing smiled maliciously, and bent down to Wei Zixu's height, "I always thought you guys were amazing." He raised an eyebrow, and the tip of his nose was only a hair away from Wei Zixu. cm, asked in a whisper-like voice: "Wei Zixu, is a man's dick delicious?"

Wei Zixu showed disgust and turned his body, "Please don't insult the dead."

"Anyway, that's what happened." Liu Jing looked at him a few times, "You must be the one below. Which one is more fierce, Peng Min or Luo He?"

"May I invite you to go back?" Wei Zixu said sullenly.

"Oh, it's not easy to compare, just say it straight, I understand, what kind of anger are you?" Liu Jing stood up straight, glanced at the bottle in his hand, "Whiskey? It's too strong for Luo He, why not give it to Luo He?" Me. Where's the bottle cap?"

Wei Zixu gave him a bottle cap, and he generously stretched it over to beg for a drink.Wei Zixu poured it for him, but he was not in a hurry to drink it, and looked at Wei Zixu with a smile. "There is no reason for the guests to drink first, right?"

Wei Zixu chuckled, and sneered at his temptation.Holding the bottle neck, he raised his head and took a big gulp.Liu Jing narrowed his eyes, saw that he had finished drinking, then drank the wine too, smacking his lips: "Hey, it's better to drink champagne, and it's better to have a woman with you."

"Are you all right?" Wei Zixu said, putting the wine bottle on the other side of his body.

"I'm fine, I just want to see your pretty face." Liu Jing teased.He has a straight personality, but he is used to obscene language and cannot change it.He threw away the bottle cap and looked down at Wei Zixu:

"Wei Zixu, I will examine you tonight."

"You shouldn't be testing me tonight."

"Oh? Why?" Liu Jing stared at him.

Wei Zixu didn't look at him, he just stretched out his hand to lightly touch Luo He's tombstone, "You should have examined me yesterday. Then Professor Luo won't die."

Liu Jing was choked back, his face was not very bright, and finally squeezed out a disdainful "tss" from between his teeth, and walked away.

In the bathroom, the sound of running water continued, and the floor tiles to the ceiling were all pure white.The light is pale, and the edge of the field of vision will be blurred like earthworms after a long time.All the utensils are arranged neatly, decreasing in size and shape, aligned on the central axis, and standing against the wall in an orderly manner, stiff, numb, and unpopular.

"vomit......"

The toothache vomit sounded intermittently.

The man leaned on the sink, squeezed the tongue depressor and pressed the base of his tongue hard, retching hard.Later, it became more relaxed, and when the base of the tongue was pressed, the esophagus began to spasm habitually.After spitting out the whiskey and some stomach acid, he stopped, took a few deep breaths, picked up a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.

After rinsing his mouth, the man straightened his appearance in front of the mirror.After slapping some cold water on his face, Wei Zixu finally got rid of his lacrimal gland secretions and disgusted expression.

"Luo He, you are so powerful, you will disgust me even if you die."

He came out of the bathroom, squinting at the whiskey in the brown glass bottle.The black bottle seal with "OldNo.7" perfectly wraps the neck of the bottle.He smiled, as if to let go of his suspicions.

Wei Zixu held the bottle neck and stuffed the bottle into the innermost layer of the closet.

"Yo, what a coincidence, we meet again."

When Wei Zixu came to the dining room, more than ten silver trays were placed on the long dining table, and the candlesticks were also lit, which smelled faintly of honey.Liu Jing was sitting opposite the dining table, resting his chin in one hand and circling around with a goblet in the other.He turned the orange-yellow liquid in the cup into a small vortex.

He used to sip this kind of high-end champagne, but now he is tired of drinking it, and he plays like a rich man in a goblet, and pours it down when he is done.

When he saw Wei Zixu, he laughed and said, "Didn't you stay abroad before? There are excellent T-bone steaks, blueberry cheese as an appetizer, and you can try the authentic ones provided by the director." His smile It has been carefully adjusted to make full use of the advantages of his appearance and exert the greatest charm.

Laughter is the most beautiful expression that the five senses can make.It's just that everyone's ability to laugh is different, and there are not many people who deliberately improve their smiles.The curvature of the mouth, the folds at the end of the eyes, these tiny coordination determine success or failure, and it is difficult to achieve perfection.And to achieve the perfect smile, it shows deliberation.Wei Zixu took a few glances, then shifted his gaze to the dining table.

The steak was served with sour olive salad and chutney, the sauce drawing waves on the half-empty plate.

Wei Zixu frowned slightly, the appetizer should be garlic bread or fish soup.Dessert was served first, which was not appropriate.It's just that he didn't think it was necessary to bring it up.The so-called authentic is not necessarily suitable for everyone, and he doesn't care much about the order of western food.Besides, pretending to understand in front of people who don't understand has no meaning other than self-satisfaction.

Peng Min came over with a plate of grilled tilapia. Seeing his frown, he thought it was because he was not satisfied with the lunch.

"You don't like it? In fact, my beef soup is boiled, and Liujing and the others insist on eating Western food. Just wait, I'll get it to you."

"It's okay." Wei Zixu said quickly, "I can do anything."

"You don't have to accommodate others like that." Peng Min sat down opposite him, cut the fish with a knife and fork, and said as he cut it, "I can cook a small stove in the future. I still don't like western food."

He said he didn't like to eat, but he was very skilled in using knives and forks.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wei Zixu replied obediently.

Peng Min swallowed a mouthful of the fish, pretending to be intoxicated by the deliciousness instead of the beauty, "You eat with me? I eat lightly, and you may not find it delicious."

Wei Zixu smiled and said, "Minze, I don't care what I eat. I care more about who I eat with than what I eat."

Hearing what he said, Peng Min's heart was softly happy, as if a kitten's pad was gently pounced on his chest.Seeing Wei Zixu frown just now, he felt uncomfortable, but he felt relieved when Wei Zixu smiled.

Wei Zixu noticed the change in his mood and smiled even more happily.At the same time, I counted silently in my heart: one.

two.three.Four.five.six.

Everywhere you look, there are enemies.

There was a carpet under his feet, fine droplets of water oozed from the fluff of the carpet, and gradually accumulated, the concentrated salt water overflowed his ankles, knees, chest and abdomen.

He was submerged in the vast ocean water, unable to see light and unable to breathe.I can only watch them sitting around the table enjoying lunch, talking and laughing.He tried hard to swim to them.But all the tendons in his hands and feet were broken, and his skin was swollen and white.The sea was cold and rough, and he was shut out by the sun.He clearly believed in his heart that the gods ruled justly, the legal net was not leaking, and those who hurt others would eventually get retribution.There are so many strong people, you don't have to be strong.

But now, no one can save him.

He gradually suffocated, never ending suffocation.And he can only learn to live with suffocation.

"I'm sorry, I didn't ask about your familiarity, and you've made it eight points." Lu Yu was talking to Wei Zixu.

"Thank you, I like it very much." He replied sincerely and naturally.

Lu Yu returned to the kitchen, and someone followed him in.

"Hey, give me some mashed potatoes." Liu Jing put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the bar.

Without saying a word, Lu Yu scooped out a ball with a spherical spoon, and then went to squeeze the whipped cream.

"Ang Ang," Liu Jing stretched out his index finger and swayed, uttering two syllables with a difference of three degrees, "Add salt and pepper."

Lu Yu glanced at him, turned the salt and pepper sieve upside down and sieved it.When he handed it to Liujing again, he didn't even look at it, and smiled evilly at Lu Yu: "Add cream, isn't this common sense?"

Lu Yu retracted the tray and smiled politely.Add whipped cream and sugar, stir well, and garnish with chopped parsley.Then, in front of Liujing, dumped everything into the trash can.

"Huh?" Liu Jing was smiling, his eyes turned cold, "You don't plan to win?"

Lu Yu replied calmly: "I did this, do you think it's for you?"

Rui smiled knowingly, but still didn't intend to back down.He emphasized: "I am a prophet."

"Because you can kill someone with just one word, I will obey you?" Lu Yu looked at him, with a dark storm hidden in his eyes.

"Liujing, will something that is too easy to get belong to you forever?"

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Wei Zixu woke up from his nap.

With sleepy eyes, he reached out to the bedside table to touch the watch, trying to check the time.When he touched the watch, he turned his head and saw a pair of rimless glasses before his eyes reached the dial.

Wei Zixu froze all over.

There was a feeling of tightness around the waist, the sides were wrapped around, and a cold foreign object surrounded Wei Zixu, like the skin of a snake, bringing fear and stinging pain.

Wei Zixu felt the other half of the pillow collapse slightly.

He dared not turn his head to look.But he knew that the person, or that thing, was watching him closely, with his eagle-like eyes.

Wei Zixu took a deep breath, and slowly turned his head away.

He sits in an office all year round, his skin is sub-healthy white, and now it is even paler to the point of being transparent.Without the cover of the glasses, the peach blossom eyes were exposed in front of Wei Zixu, calm and stern, and the blush spreading from the end of the eyes was so strange that it didn't match him.

Wei Zixu lifted the quilt, broke free from his arms, and got out of bed.

"Why, don't you like sleeping with men?" Luo He sat up from the bed and asked expressionlessly.His white shirt was pressed into many folds.

Wei Zixu didn't answer his question, he hurriedly took out the wallet from the drawer, opened it with a clatter, and searched for medicine page by page.

"You want to kill me again, why run away." Luo He also got off the bed and walked towards Wei Zixu.Dots of blood seeped into his white shirt, blooming into a forest of blood-colored cherry blossoms. "That didn't work for me, you know."

I searched it several times, but I couldn't find the layer with the medicine.Wei Zixu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he cursed in a low growl.The capacity of the plastic seal is limited, and there are not many capsules that can be carried.He ate one before the game started, used one for Lin Shanzhi, and ate another one when he saw her vision, but he couldn't find it at this time, so he probably used up all of it.

Wei Zixu's muscles stiffened.He saw two arms wrapping around his waist, the arms were covered with wires under the skin, and light blue light spots flickered.

No... no.

Wei Zixu forced himself to calm down.

The capsules are not antipsychotics, just ordinary sedatives.If you put up with it, you should be able to survive.Wei Zixu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

For so many years, the medicine given by that person has long been used up.

Luo He was half a head taller than Wei Zixu, stood behind Wei Zixu, lowered his head slightly, brushed his lips against Wei Zixu's ears.Sensing Wei Zixu's resistance, he laughed out loud, with a crackling sound as the ice was stirred deep in his throat, the tails of his eyes elongated, and red blood streaked into his narrowed pupils.

"You're not Luo He...you can't be Luo He..."

Luo He died, his body was shot through, and now he is lying in the cemetery in a state of embarrassment.

He is not Luo He.Luo He would not have such ambiguous contact with Wei Zixu.Luo He would not have such a sick smile.Luo He would not scare him so much.

"Yes. I am not Luo He." He whispered in Wei Zixu's ear, "I am Luo He created by you. My every move is what you fear most."

"Go back to your hell!"

"Wei Zixu, maybe I should thank you." Luo He was next to Wei Zixu, his cold skin gradually sticky and bleeding continuously.Wei Zixu saw the sharp wires piercing his skin, stretching, piercing into his own flesh and blood one by one.His stomach and back were pierced, and the pain made him breathless.

Luo He continued without mercy:

"The Director sentenced me to death."

"And you, give me eternal life."

The author has something to say: The answer to the previous quiz is revealed:

Why do you talk heavily when driving with Professor Luo?Because the hearse drifted three feet of blood.

There are darker ones in the back, but I think those of you who insist on seeing here are all a little bit bearable.

But even this can't cover up the fact that I'm a silly and sweet writer, huh~