between men

"Just like Lin Daiyu, what did the priest do to you just now?"

"It's okay," I said and glanced out the window again, the car had already turned several corners at this time, "Is there a church near where we live?"

He thought for a while, "The nearest church over there is in the county seat. We are only in a community, and no one believes in religion."

"is it?"

I smiled faintly, but the uneasiness that suddenly surged in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Back in the house, an unexpected surprise followed—the moment James opened the door, a basin of water suddenly fell from the sky and drenched him, and then there was a burst of cheerful laughter from the house , Mrs. Rachel came out twisting her waist. She was wearing a suit that looked like Athena in the subway station today.

"Good afternoon, James." She leaned against the door and smiled. "Your head seems to be a little wet—how are you, little lunatic?"

"Not very good." I hugged her, and the previous anxiety was swept away. "James and Danny have been demolishing the house all day, and the neighbors have complaints." I said.

"Danny?" She was puzzled for a moment, and then immediately saw Danny behind him who didn't know what happened.

"You're Danny?" She walked over and raised his chin, then narrowed her eyes, "You look good, no wonder you can abduct my husband."

James hurriedly shouted: "You can't be joking like that," and then he turned to Danny, "Ex-wife, divorced half a year ago."

Danny smiled a little blushing, Mrs. Rachel touched her head, and then stopped making fun of him. She turned around, took the luggage in James's hand, and entered the room.

"Go take a shower first, James." She said and ran up to the second floor, throwing her luggage on the floor vigorously, and then she called to Danny on the second floor: "Throw up the bag on your back, boy, Then you can run to the bathroom with James."

"I'll take it myself," Danny said shaking his head. Mrs. Rachel gave him a hard look, and his throat moved involuntarily.

"Let me help you," I said, walking over to him, "don't touch anything."

He nodded and I helped him take the bag off, Mrs. Rachel got a little angry, she had her hips on her hips, and I quickly pushed Danny into the bathroom before she yelled, but he bumped into James, James then threw him in, and a few seconds later there was a loud yelp in the bathroom—not a pleasant one.

"Why did you come here?" I put the bag on the sofa and said, the bag is very light, I don't know what is in it.

"The mountain torrent buried the road," she walked down, "the guests' cars couldn't drive in, and Xiaolan and I were bored staying there, so I brought her over to play for a while—she went shopping for vegetables."

"No," I said, looking her in the eyes, "you've put James and Danny away, you obviously want to be with me, you have something to say to me, I'm sure."

Her walking body then stopped: "Extraordinary intelligence will be annoying, little lunatic."

"Just tell me," I said with a smile, "Anyway, sooner or later, since you've come here, it's impossible not to tell me."

"Okay," she came over and sat down on the sofa, and said, "The lunatic is not dead—"

"How is this possible?!" I answered quickly, and she gave me a strange look, as if asking why I answered so quickly.

"The old ghost said that he went to my place last night. He explained that the photo was just a means used by the madman to confuse the international police. He is not sure whether the madman is alive now, but he can be sure that the photo is fake. Yes, because according to accurate information, the blood and fingerprints of the lunatic in the photo do not match those in the bureau."

I frowned: "Is it possible that there is a problem with the archive in the bureau, and someone changed it?"

Mrs. Rachel patted my head and said angrily: "With this kind of brain, you can go to the FBI to apply for a salary—in short—the lunatic is now missing, not dead."

"It's better to die..." I lowered my head and pulled my sleeves and said.

I myself am a little surprised why I think this way. I have always wanted to hear that someone can tell me that Feng is still alive, that he is still living in a certain corner of the earth, maybe watching around.But when Mrs. Rachel actually said that, I found myself terrified, and not knowing why.

Mrs. Rachel patted me on the shoulder, and then walked into the kitchen, I heard her sigh: "What a clean kitchen!"

"I'm going out to find Xiaolan, she may be lost." I said loudly, not sure who I was talking to.

Mrs. Rachel ran out in a hurry, I slammed the door shut, and then quickly ran to the back of the house, I slowly squatted on the ground, I didn't know what was going on in my head, and then I started to walk, along the road Going straight ahead, no one noticed that I was passing this road, because the neighbors were watching TV at home with the air conditioner on.

It's funny, I said to myself, it's harder to accept that one is alive than one is dead, but what is the most important thing?Yes he is dead!I'm terrified because I'm going to be praying all the time for him to live and I hate waiting again, but no one's making me do it, is it?I voluntarily, starting from picking up the utility knife in the labor class, everything that happened after that was voluntary.

Maybe I should have turned him down in the first place, as soon as I got out of the damn top bunk—oh no!I should have pushed him away from the first time he got on top of me, but—but damn it!Why don't I push away? !His arms were not warm at all, he seemed to be sweating every moment, and he was full of pleasant smells - oh!Thank goodness it stinks of sweat! ...but it smells good...

I sniffed, wanting to smell the pleasant smell of sweat again, but there was only the aroma of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the roadside in the air. I sat on a stone bench under a tree and patted myself violently. head.

The sun has gradually set at this time, but the remaining temperature is still there, and soon, a group of mosquitoes hovered above my head, and more and more gathered, I quickly stood up and prepared to go back, but—— The unfamiliar buildings around remind me that I don't know the way...

I have been here for three days, but James drove me twice, and I have not carefully observed the surrounding situation. The place I am staying in is a small road, and the nearest building on the roadside is tens of meters away, but I Didn't seem to see it, no buildings on the other side of the road.I tried to recall what James' house looked like, but frustratingly I could only remember the first floor and the two beds on the second floor.

So I walked towards those buildings, and prayed in my heart that this direction was the best. After 10 minutes, I saw those buildings clearly. Not far away was the gate of the community, and I hurried over.

"Excuse me," I yelled to the security room, who looked to be in his 30s and overfed.

He was sleeping on the table with his hat tilted to one side. When he heard me speak, he opened one eye and looked at me: "Say something quickly."

"I'm lost!" I said hastily. "I live in this neighborhood, but I'm lost. Can you help me find James Loveant's house?"

He squinted his eyes and glanced at me, then clicked his tongue, sat up and opened the documents on one side, and after a few tens of seconds he raised his head: "Sorry, there is no such person, if you are fine, go away, I am still sleeping !"

"Could you please use the computer to look it up?" I said, "I sometimes misread a lot of people's names."

"Okay," he said impatiently, "tell me your name."

"Yuan Lin." I blurted out.

After hearing this, he slapped the table vigorously, then pushed open the door of the security room and walked out: "Don't try to let me take you thieves in!" He said, "Do you know where this is? Only you Do you know any foreigners, look at you, you can tell that you are a self-righteous handsome ruffian, get out of here quickly! Otherwise, be careful and I will smash you!"

I opened my mouth and didn't know what to say. He grabbed my hand and was about to pull me out. I hurriedly punched him on the chest, but he didn't care, and grabbed my other hand, and then He swung it violently, and I was thrown out by him.

"Go home, SB!" He said as he walked back to the security room, and all the doors of the complex were closed.

I sat on the ground and rubbed my hands, thinking this is over, how long will it take for James to know the fact that I can't get in?The fat man saw that I was sitting on the ground and couldn't get up, so he ran out with an electric baton. I hurriedly stood up and ran to the distance. He cursed loudly from behind: "Don't let me see you again! SB! You If the fucker shows up again, I'll knock you unconscious and send you to the police station—bah, this is unlucky, I've lost all my sweet dreams."

I leaned against the back of a house and panted heavily, then poked my head out and took a look at the back. The fat man had already slept on the table again, but all the doors of the community were closed, and it seemed impossible for me to turn over. Too likely - not fast enough.

Sighing, I took a look around, and there were only four or five tall buildings around, a highway crossed, and the urban area was faintly exposed in the distance.

How far is this from the city?I asked myself, no wonder that fat man would treat me as a thief, someone who got lost here and claimed to be a resident is really similar to a thief...

The fat man is probably still BSing me now, thinking that I came here like a SB, thinking that he can sneak in and steal