[Bottle evil] I thought my male god liked me

When Wu Xie woke up, he was stunned for a moment.

He found himself lying on a wicker chair, surrounded by unfamiliar farmyards, and at his feet a group of fat chickens were walking around leisurely.

Wu Xie was stunned for a while, then sat up straight, a coat slipped onto his lap, he subconsciously picked up the coat and smelled it, feeling a very familiar smell.My mind is still in chaos, I can't figure out what's going on right now, who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?Wu Xie's forehead was throbbing with pain. He buried his head in the coat in his hand and took another big breath. After carefully distinguishing the familiar smell, he regained a little sense of peace of mind.

At this time, the sun was already a little westward, and the place where Wu Xie was sitting slowly fell into the shadows. The air here is very good and humid, with the unique fresh vegetation in the mountains and forests. Wu Xie took a few deep breaths and felt Feeling refreshed, the heart palpitations and chest tightness that I had just woken up for a moment were also soothed at this time.He calmed down and tried to recall what happened before. There were a lot of messy information in his mind, but he couldn't connect them into a complete memory chain. For a while, he remembered in a trance that the utility bills had not been paid, and for a while, it was the third uncle who lied to the dead The old fox who didn't pay for his life dangled in front of his eyes.

At this moment, the courtyard door squeaked.

Wu Xie immediately turned her head to look, and almost jumped up when she saw the figure entering the door clearly.

Stuffy oil bottle!It turned out to be a stuffy oil bottle!Didn't he lose his memory? !

Wu Xie watched Zhang Qiling walk in, and the first thing he remembered was that he was wrapped in a blanket under the meteorite, showing a rare dazed and fragile expression.Then, Wu Xie suddenly remembered, no wonder the coat in his hand had a familiar smell, it turned out to be this guy's.

Zhang Qiling, who walked in at this moment, looked as calm as ever, his eyes were dark and dark, making it impossible to see what he was thinking, but the daze in Wu Xie's memory was obviously gone.Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie indifferently, walked to the courtyard wall, picked up a small dustpan, grabbed something from it and threw it on the ground.

The fat chickens instantly seemed to have been injected with chicken blood—no, it was chicken blood—they became excited, clucking and jumping around, and Wu Xie was shaken like a dream in the smell of chicken feathers Huan: Is this really a stuffy oil bottle?Poker bottle is feeding chickens? !

After the shock, Wu Xie's mind turned quickly. In his memory, he and the fat man guarded under the meteorite, waited for an amnesiac oil bottle, and then found the snake marsh by eating insects all the way. Where does the oil bottle go to see a doctor...and then?Poker bottle's amnesia has been cured?He remembered in which country he still had houses, land and fat chickens, and now he took them back to their hometown to farm?

Wu Xie was still imagining how Pollen Youping was planting rice seedlings, while Zhang Qiling had already fed the chickens, walked towards Wu Xie, and put his hands on the back of the rattan chair.

Wu Xie jumped up with a "chuckle", stood at attention, and waited for Big Brother Zhang's instructions.

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie again, this time with a bit of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't speak, just lifted the wicker chair with one hand, repositioned it where it could be exposed to the sun, nodded to Wu Xie, motioning him to sit down.

Wu Xie swayed and sat back, only to see that Zhang Qiling had already turned around. He was only wearing a black racerback vest, and his shoulder blades shone with a misty luster in the sun.

Only then did Wu Xie realize that she was still holding Zhang Qiling's coat.

"Small, cough, little brother?" Wu Xie called out hesitantly, seeing Zhang Qiling turning his head, he quickly raised the coat in his hand and said, "You, your clothes..."

Zhang Qiling still didn't speak, turned around and walked back to Wu Xie, took his coat from him, shook it twice, and pressed it on Wu Xie again.

Wu Xie swallowed, and just about to say something, Zhang Qiling moved his fingers, lifted the hoodie on his coat, and put it on Wu Xie's face.

The glare of the sun was completely blocked, and the whole body was buried by Zhang Qiling's smell. At that moment, Wu Xie felt extremely at ease.

Then Wu Xie began to feel depressed: I was lying in the yard sleeping in broad daylight, and my brother should let him continue to sleep when he came back. Is this feeding the chicken with the left hand and raising the pig with the right?

But the feeling of warm body but cool heart is really comfortable. Wu Xie sniffed Zhang Qiling's smell, while thinking vaguely that the smell on the little brother's body is obviously very good, smelling like a dead person. Falling into dreamland uncontrollably.

His last thought was self-defeating: Forget it, sleep first, maybe he will remember it when he wakes up after sleeping again.

When Wu Xie woke up again, the fat man was standing at the door arguing with the aunt next door.

Wu Xie was still wearing Zhang Qiling's hoodie, so he couldn't see what was going on outside, but he knew the voice was Fatty, even though he was speaking a dialect he didn't understand.

Wu Xie pulled off his hood, and called out "Fatty" in a daze.Fatty Wang didn't know if he heard it, but he still insisted on staying on the front line, scolding the aunt next door until he slammed the door for a truce, and then came back humming a little song shaking his head.

"Yo, Master Wu, are you awake?" the fat man teased.

But Wu Xie was stunned. Before he saw Zhang Qiling, he didn't notice any difference except for some accidents. Poker bottle looked the same as in his memory, but the fat man in front of him was old.

Fat is still the same body, but the fat man's temples are already a little grizzled, his skin is bulging, but he can't see any wrinkles, and his spirit is very good, but his face is full Clearly printed a trace of the passage of time.

Wu Xie was a little flustered, he desperately tried to recall what happened before, why did the fat man suddenly grow old?

"What are you looking at, little naive, dazzled by your fat man's heroic appearance?" The fat man said carelessly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, suddenly smiled, looked around cautiously, and finally Described as wretched, she leaned over, holding the cigarette case and shaking it in front of Wu Xie's eyes: "One?"

Now that Wu Xie was confused about the lawsuit, and his mind was in confusion, he really wanted to smoke a cigarette to refresh himself, so he reached for it.

Unexpectedly, the fat man's complexion changed, he knocked Wu Xie's hand off, and said with a stern face, "You naive little comrade, this is impossible, you have to resist the temptation! You are sorry for being so easily corroded by the enemy's sugar-coated shells!" The dumb father who went through life and death to heal your illness!"

Wu Xie looked at the fat man speechlessly, and said to himself that I just wanted to smoke a cigarette, but I even engaged in fishing law enforcement.

The fat man took a cigarette in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I know, fat man, it's hard to quit smoking. You've been insisting on it for a few days, and you're just shivering at the door. Hold it back, be good. I can't take it anymore. Eat a little something." Try my brother's saliva."

Wu Xie was still remembering when he started quitting smoking, but when he heard the fat man's last words, he was startled, and coughed violently due to choking on his own saliva.

As soon as Wu Xie started coughing, Zhang Qiling came out of the room, holding a large spoon in his hand, and looked over with a slight frown.

"I didn't light it! I just drank it to satisfy my hunger!" The fat man immediately took off the cigarette from his mouth and showed it to Zhang Qiling, "It's just that I choked on myself, it's okay, I can't be scared by petting my hair."

As the fat man said, he patted Wu Xie on the back with a "boom bang bang" and put on a loving face.

Wu Xie only felt pain in the chest from being beaten, and coughed while avoiding the clutches of the fat man, beating the self who was a little sad because of the fat man's old state just now a hundred times in his heart.

Zhang Qiling was still observing Wu Xie's state. Although the fat man had experienced many battles, he had to admit that the air around him seemed to be getting heavy. In fact, he didn't expect to startle Wu Xie by making a joke. It is said that now Wu Xie's face is thicker than anyone else's. Even when he was thin-skinned before, when he heard this kind of joke, he would just forcefully pretend that he didn't understand it. There has never been a situation where he was shocked and reacted so much like today. of.If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, the fat man frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

This kind of behavior is called a guilty conscience, and a guilty conscience means that what was originally a joke... has come true? ?

TBC