not a monster

Chapter 120

A green bus stopped at the station outside the hospital. Some people got off and others got on. When no one got on the bus, they slowly closed the door and started slowly.

Liu Qing's car beeped, and Feng Wuli had already seen it.

Only a Sadako sat on the roof of his car.

A woman in white clothes with disheveled hair, sitting on the edge of the car roof, with a wanton posture, shaking her white feet, without shoes, with one hand behind her, pouted.

Looking up at the night, he raised a finger.

It so happened that a butterfly landed on her finger.

She looked at the little butterfly and laughed, and when she lowered her head, she happened to meet the wind's unreasonable gaze.

The smile didn't disappear, it just shifted from her face to the face of the boy in front.

The woman froze all over in fright, and the butterfly on her finger flew away.

After being stiff for a moment, he rolled and crawled on the roof of the car, climbed into the driver's seat from the roof, and curled up in Liu Qing's arms.

It was only then that Liu Qing noticed that the butterfly that had been following him recently appeared again, and this time it landed on his collar.

He smiled, and also saw Feng Wuli who came with his sister on his back.

"Why did you come here? It's slow to death." Liu Xiaoxiao complained, lying on Feng Wuli's back, with his legs dangling back and forth.

Liu Qing ignored her, the car door dripped, Feng unreasonably opened the rear door, Liu Xiaoxiao got off his back and jumped in with one foot.

Feng Wuli also sat in.

"Brother Qing."

Liu Qing smiled and said, "It's a good thing you're here, kid. There's a game we can't get out of tonight, or it will be even later."

"I thought Xiaoxiao's leg was finally broken by you." He laughed.

Liu Qing also smiled: "It's fine if I have a broken leg, just stay in school peacefully this semester."

Liu Xiaoxiao looked confused: "Shouldn't I rest at home with a broken leg?"

Both Feng Wuli and Liu Qing chose to ignore her.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" No one paid attention to her, she was so uncomfortable.

Feng Wuli took a look at the woman in white who was hugging Liu Qing tightly. The other party was afraid to look at him, buried her head in Liu Qing's arms, and kept thinking: "Don't arrest me to the yamen, don't arrest me to the yamen..."

There is no one who is so cowardly.

Feng Wuli didn't even bother to talk to her.

The little monster with fish lips.

Liu Qing sent him back to the incense and candle shop, and asked about the college entrance examination. After entering the third year of high school, everyone around him was discussing this. Even the uncle next door talked unreasonably about studying and the college entrance examination. He felt that the college entrance examination was as important as reincarnation.

Back at the incense and candle shop, he went up to the second floor.

With a bang, the door of the shower room opened, and all the heat came out in an instant. Wang Xilou looked at him with the light behind his back.

Probably because she felt that the wind was unreasonable and didn't come back, the room was full of women, she was not even wrapped in a bath towel, she just held it in front of her with one hand, and grabbed her wet hair with the other hand, the skin on her shoulders was white and greasy. Standing in front of the bathroom with your feet on your feet, water drops flowed down your thighs to your feet.

After being stunned for a second, she looked at the boy in front of her, and said with a smirk, "Are you dumbfounded?"

In fact, Wang Xilou was not particularly plump. After all, she was only sixteen or seventeen years old before her death, and her body would naturally not change after death. It's just that the clothes she usually wears are either old-fashioned like an aunt, or mature like an aunt.

Just living together for so many years, a situation like this may be a bit awkward must come across occasionally a few times.

Feng Wuli grabbed her shoulders calmly and pushed her back to the bathroom.

Knock and close the door.

Through a door, the other party's voice became unreal.

"Wrap up in the towel and come out."

Wang Xilou looked at the closed door, blinked his eyes, and laughed when he realized it. After removing the bath towel, the scenery in the mirror was all white.

But inside is wearing underwear.

She scratched her head and looked at herself in the mirror in a daze, looking stupid and not knowing what she was thinking.

"tick"

A drop of water dripped from the faucet, and there was a crisp sound in the narrow shower room, which pulled her back from her wild thoughts, and then hurriedly wrapped up the bath towel and pushed the door out.

The TV was on in the living room, Feng Wuli was teasing a black cat and a red fox, the sound was a bit noisy.

She returned to the room wrapped in a bath towel, put on a pair of gray shorts and a baggy white vest, and came out with slippers on.

Feng Wuli sat on the sofa, threw out a fur ball, and the two rushed out like an arrow, and brought it back to him.

This kind of game is the little fox's favorite, with its tail wagging non-stop, and Feng Wuli will occasionally do some fake tricks to trick her.

"Master Feng Wuli, stop teasing Wan Wan!"

It's hard to tell whether it's coquettish or angry.

"Wanwan call me, Da Chuxing, King Chen Sheng."

The little fox tilted his head, "Da Chuxing, King Chen Sheng?"

The wind is happy for no reason, and the little fox doesn't know what he is happy about. Staring at the ball of yarn that was thrown out, his body subconsciously rushed out again.

Ye Ji was dismissive at first, but when she saw Feng Wuli and the little fox playing so well, she felt a little sour, her little paws stepped on the side of the sofa, and her eyes automatically followed the ball of yarn.

Feng Wuli smiled and beckoned her to play together.

She snorted, "It's not that I want to play with Wuli, it's just that you begged me, and I reluctantly agreed to you."

Feng Wuli threw another fur ball, and she rushed faster than anyone else.

"It's my generation!"

Wang Xilou stared blankly, and sat there wiping his hair, but his hair was too long, so he couldn't do it alone.

"Go get the hair dryer."

Feng Wuli threw the ball out to see the two little ones running happily.

"The hair dryer seems to be broken. The wind blowing out is not hot. Go out and buy a new one tomorrow."

"It won't take long, will it?"

Feng Wuli got up from the sofa, went to the balcony and brought in a black hair dryer, plugged it in behind the sofa, the wind blowing out was indeed not hot, so he unplugged the charging cable again.

The little fox came back with a ball of yarn in its mouth, Ye Ji was also meowing, Feng Wuli squatted down with a smile, and took the ball of yarn from her mouth.

"Wanwan, Xiaoye, how about we have some fun?"

As soon as they heard it was fun, the two little cuties had little stars in their eyes, and looked up eagerly.

Then Feng Wuli walked to the balcony, leaned back, threw the ball of wool with all his strength, turned into a shooting star, and disappeared into the night.

They also agreed.

Swish two figures rushed out of the door.

Feng Wuli went into the room where the little fox lives now, found a screwdriver, and disassembled the hair dryer. Once disassembled, he understood what was going on.

"The heating resistance wire is loose. It must be because you always throw it around. I will screw it back now."

"Did I throw it casually? Master took care of everything in the house." This person really came here with his mouth open, and no one threw it casually.

With a serious face, he looked at a pile of small parts in his hand and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Wang Xilou's wet hair was hanging on one side. She sat on the sofa with one leg upright, her chin resting on her knees, her hands resting on the insteps, unconsciously grabbing her toes.

Just staring blankly at his busy figure with his head down.

There was only the sound of the TV in the living room. Occasionally, the screwdriver put down by the other party would break the silence, and the sound of the door on the first floor being pushed open and closed came up.

It was very cold that winter, and the man in the mask couldn't stop working in the yard. He chopped several houses full of firewood for her, saying that it could last for more than a year, and replaced the old roof tiles with new ones. , and then sat in the yard, holding a pile of wood and bamboo, and said that she would make some new sets of furniture for her.

Wang Xilou was like this at the time, watching him sitting there fiddling, she watched him all afternoon, but he didn't notice it all afternoon.

With a click, the electric fan was installed, and he got up and handed it over: "Okay, it should be able to blow out hot air now."

"Huh? Oh."

"Take it and blow it."

"Yeah." She took it in silence.

(End of this chapter)