not a monster

Chapter 169
Sunday, November 11, cloudy.

Just after eight o'clock in the morning, Feng Wuli sat in the yard and wrote his diary.

Originally, he was only wearing short sleeves, but Wang Xilou insisted on taking a cardigan knitted sweater for him after he took a look at the store in front.

There is something wrong with this old lady, she is not worried about the unreasonable cold, but she knits this sweater for him before autumn, and she has been waiting for this day for a long time.

But it does feel a lot warmer after wearing it.

Wang Xilou smirked, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Feng Wuli.

It is estimated that you can see her circle of friends later.

You can guess everything in the accompanying text——

There is a golden house in the book, the weather is so cold and I am still studying, my little apprentice, come on [flower][flower][smile]
Or——afraid that you would be cold, I knitted a sweater for you [hug][hug]
However, the following group of people liked and commented. There are neighbors from the old street, there are also school teachers, and most of them are practitioners.

Then Wang Xilou just waited for their comments, and then used her one finger to sit in front of the counter of the incense and candle shop, with her face very close, typing back one by one.

Suddenly the phone rang again, and the little zombie happily took it out to see who was commenting, but he didn't expect it to be the grandfather of the zoo.

Young Someone: Apprentice Control

She frowned.

Apprentice control is apprentice control, what's wrong with you?
As a result, the building below was all crooked, and those who had liked it before, and were friends with Emperor Qing, all followed suit with the words "disciple control".

The little zombie was so angry that his teeth came out.

Type one by one in the comment area and go back.

There were customers coming from the incense and candle shop. The little zombie put down his hot phone, looked for slippers under the computer desk, brushed his hair behind his ears, and got up to ask what he wanted to buy.

Feng Wuli's diary is not written every day.

He writes about once every three or four days. If there are things worth recording for several days in a row, he will also write them down, but basically they are very short, just two or three lines.

One page is enough for him to write for half a month.

This notebook is very thick and old. It has a hard cover. The corner of the book can be used as a hammer. There are Digimon patterns on it. The Agumon on it has turned yellow. Wang Xilou took him to the bookstore to buy it for him when he was in the first grade. Yes, he liked it very much at the time because the cover was beautiful, but he didn't ask for it. It is estimated that Wang Xilou noticed his gaze and kept looking at this book reluctantly, so he bought it for him.

Only used three-quarters of it so far.

Sunday, November 11, overcast

Liu Xiaoxiao said that she had a little confrontation with a boy and asked me to have dinner with them today, alas, it's none of my business.The sweater that Wang Xilou had been knitting for more than a month was finished, and it really looked very rusty. I will place an order to buy her some winter clothes later. She will be so happy.

This is today's diary.

By the way, the little zombie doesn't seem to have stockings...

Feng Wuli couldn't help feeling a little warm in his heart.

He stroked it with his fingers, and his eyes fell on the paper that was shining under the sun, and the wind flipped a few pages.

A dead leaf fell on the paper, the wind pushed it away unreasonably, and turned to the front of the book, with big and ugly characters written on it.

Sunny, Friday, October 10
Wang Ximulou bought me a notebook, how did she know that I like this book with the shùmá baby cover, she said this is very late, it can be used to write a diary, I don’t know what a diary is, she said it is just to record the day The events and moods that happened, happy and unhappy during the day, I said that I was very happy with Wang Xilou, he laughed, and said these words to the girl I wanted to like in the future, I said I If you like Wang Xilou very much, then you can tell Wang Xilou, she said I am not good, I think nándào Wang Xilou is not a girl?I told him that I will always like Wang Xilou, and he was still laughing at me, he was very happy, I said I am, I want to be an old man to Wang Xilou in the future, she stopped laughing when she heard that, but can I really can’t, I’ll ask Wang Xilou tomorrow if he can buy me a dictionary.

Together, a woman's hand stretched out from his shadow, took the diary and retracted it.

This thing must not be shown to Wang Xilou, she can laugh until her mouth splits.

Feng Wuli exhaled and began to review Lizong.

The leaves of the jujube tree have almost fallen long ago, and there are still a few solitary ones. It was as tall as a cover two or three months ago and now it has become bare. It has lost all its leaves to survive this winter, but Feng Wuli knows that this tree The 500-year-old jujube tree has come to an end.

Autumn is deep, and the woody flowers in the yard have become ugly. The flowers on the branches have already fallen off, and the leaves are gray-green and dull.

Before autumn, the wind unreasonably trimmed it, but it was not very professional after all. Now it feels like a wall of weeds, with no aesthetic feeling at all. It moves with the wind from time to time, like the whole wall of the backyard moving.

It is waiting for the coming year.

Muxianghua is also called ghost beckoning. From the perspective of feng shui, it will attract unclean things and bring disasters to the owner. It is related to dead souls and old people.

When Wang Xilou planted its predecessor back then, he probably hoped that it could attract someone's soul.

"it's very cold today."

A middle-aged woman in her fifties was sitting opposite Feng Wuli with her hands in her hands.

Her nasolabial folds and mouth lines are very deep, her hair is mixed black and white, and even the strands of hair hanging on both sides of her face are mixed with a lot of white hair, which is dull and withered like autumn woody flowers.

Feng Wuli didn't want to talk to her at first, so he took out the comprehensive science paper, and his grades have slowly improved recently.

The other party seemed to have a bad personality, and when she saw the boy opposite him ignore him, she looked embarrassed.

Feng was irrational and soft, and after thinking about it, he still talked to her: "Of course it's cold in autumn."

The woman immediately took up the conversation: "I want to drink some mutton soup. This summer is really hot, and it will be very cold in winter."

"Do you want some tea? Jasmine tea."

The woman waved her hands again and again: "No need, it's such a trouble."

She thought for a while, and then asked, "Is it you who is fake?"

"It's a girlfriend."

"It's really embarrassing."

"Thank you."

"Well, can you make a call for me?"

She was suddenly embarrassed, with a face full of embarrassment, feeling that she had made an excessive request.

The wind sighed unreasonably.

"It's unnecessary, it will scare others."

The woman hesitated after hearing this, "I, I have something very important that I haven't explained to my son, and he is repeating his third year of high school in another place, and the family dare not tell him, so it won't scare him."

"……what is your telephone number."

"Thank you, thank you." She was grateful.

Reported a series of numbers.

The phone rang, Feng Wuli turned on the speakerphone, a boy answered the phone, his voice was similar to Feng Wuli's, and he was very polite, asking who was on the other side.

Feng Wuli looked at the woman, signaling that she could explain something important to her, and suddenly thought that the other side could not hear what she was saying, but the woman yelled, "Hello? Is it Ajiao?"

"Mom? Why did you call, why is it a strange call?"

I actually heard it, maybe because the woman really has important things to explain, and the emotion she wants to convey is too strong.

Hearing the voice from the other side, the woman was in a daze for a long time
"Hello? Mom, what's the matter? I still need to read a book."

"mom?"

The woman reacted and said ah: "Hello? Can you hear me? The signal was not good just now."

"I can hear you, why did you call suddenly?"

"Can't you make a phone call?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I won't go back this year."

"Hey, yes."

The guy opposite seems to be a chatterbox, and he doesn't get impatient. He has a lot to say, complaining about the classmates he doesn't know here. The teacher is very strict, but the roommates are very good. The teacher said that if you work hard, you should be able to pass the book, but on the contrary It was the woman who just listened, with a smile in the corner of her eyes, and responded from time to time.

The two chatted for about ten minutes, and she listened the whole time, and it was time to hang up the phone.

Only then did the woman remember what she had to explain.

"By the way, it's getting cold, remember to wear two extra coats, don't get cold again."

"Got it, I got it, then I'll hang up first."

There is a busy tone on the phone.

Feng Wuli took out the red pen and the answers, looked at the answers, and corrected the wrong ones one by one. The wind blew up in the yard, but the jujube trees above his head were bare, unlike the leaves swaying and shuttles in the hot summer, and the trunks The shadow fell on the yard like a crack in the ground. The boy under the tree quietly wrote his homework, comparing the answers from time to time. Occasionally, a sparrow flew over and stood on a dead branch, pecked its wings and flew away.

The phone rang again, Feng Wuli glanced at it, it was Liu Xiaoxiao.

He picked up the phone and connected.

"Hello? Are you at home?" A female voice sounded from the opposite side.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"It's not about the person to talk about. There's no way to talk about it. It's just that he chased me. I think he's quite interesting, and it's like talking too much."

"do you like him?"

"Like it?"

Who are you asking?

It's strange, he actually heard Liu Xiaoxiao's weird tone, this girl is also at this age.

Feng Wuli asked: "Where are you going? Are your legs still not in good shape?"

"In the downtown area, I'll take a taxi and pick you up by the way. You're almost fine. You're on crutches. Anyway, you've already left the house... I don't see you coming to play with me!"

"How can I have time in my third year of high school?"

After chatting with her for a while, Liu Xiaoxiao seemed to really like that boy, so Feng Wuli decided to take a look.

He went upstairs to change clothes, put on a white coat, and went downstairs out of the yard.

"I won't eat at home at noon."

"Where are you going?" The little zombie looked up.

"Liu Xiaoxiao told me to go out."

"Oh."

Wang Xilou played Angry Birds on the old computer at the front desk, looking very focused, Feng Wuli went to watch her play, and then it became a chance for each person.

It was very difficult for two people to sit on the chair at the front desk, so Feng Wuli was holding Wang Xilou on his side. The little zombie was a little nervous, afraid that someone he knew would pass by, so he kept looking up, Feng Wuli thought it was very interesting.

He looked at the screen and said, "It's like an underground romance."

Wang Xilou was a little embarrassed, "There are so many people in the old street during the day, it's not good to see how many people are there, can't you hug them at night?"

"Your ass is so big that I have no place to sit, as if I really want to hug you."

"My butt is not big." She was a little wronged, and didn't like being told that her butt was big.

A car stopped at the door, and Wang Xilou quickly got off him, brushing his hair by his ear, Liu Xiaoxiao called out to Sister Wang outside the door, and Wang Xilou also responded.

Feng Wuli went out with Liu Xiaoxiao.

When Wang Xilou saw Liu Xiaoxiao, he suddenly realized that the relationship between him and him was really like an underground love affair, which could not be shown to others. Only when they left here could they have a new start.

The little zombie looked at the yard behind him. The jujube tree probably won't survive this winter.

This incense and candle shop won't be open for a few years, and the torrent of time is running fast, and they have been waiting with them for a long, long time.

Thank you for your hard work.

She couldn't get through this one, so she forked out the webpage and turned off the computer.

I looked at my ass.

Is it really big?
no?
……

When Feng Wuli saw her, the first thought in his mind was, this is impossible!This is not the Liu Xiaoxiao I know!

Liu Xiaoxiao wore a long white dress today. Her short shoulder-length hair was tied into a small bun, and her bangs were also lifted. She is about 1.7 meters tall and has long legs. She wore a long skirt today, and she turned into a thong. With light makeup and bright red lips, she is a big beauty who can walk the red carpet.

You are Liu Xiaoxiao, you can't do this!

This kind of partner who used to play mud in the river with me has turned into a princess.

When she was young, she called her brother. Usually she would not call her when she grew up awkward, but they were in kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, and high school together. During the rebellious period, she couldn't beat the wind and reason. She kept shouting since she was a child, but listening to Liu Xiao Laughing and calling brother, what Feng Wuidean expected was Li Kui facing Song Jiang.

"Brother, why is your face so strange?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked in confusion.

"..." Because my Li Kui is gone.

"Go over."

"Does the dress look good?"

"The last time you wore a skirt was the last time."

She laughed and squealed, "It seems to be the first day of junior high school?"

"Why are you suddenly wearing a skirt now?"

"Damn, my mother said I'm almost seventeen, I'm already a girl, I think she's right." Her tone gradually changed back to the familiar Liu Xiaoxiao.

When they arrived in the urban area, Feng Wuli got out of the car first, and then the girl on crutches also got out of the car.

"Brother, don't make trouble for me today. To tell you the truth, I was also a school girl when I was in school. You also know that I have a good face."

"What is my mission?"

"Eat aside, be a quiet handsome man."

"Who pleases this meal?"

"AA, I'll give you an A."

"understood."

Feng Wuli paused: "Do you really like this man?"

"perhaps?"

She wore a pair of height-enhancing sandals, and she was close to being unreasonably parallel to the wind. She was holding a cane and limping around. Such a big beauty in a white skirt was very fresh with a cane, and many people around her were watching.

Feng Wuli sighed, carried her on his back, and asked her to hold a cane.

"Over there, I see you." She pointed at the two people over there.

No wonder he had to bring himself out, it turned out that the man brought someone with him, and it was also a woman, who seemed to be his sister, but she was his own.

The boy is 1.8 meters tall, seems to be a sports student, with a crew cut and ear studs. Feng Wuli's first impression is not good, and I don't know if it has something to do with the opponent wanting to hug Liu Xiaoxiao.

Seeing Liu Xiaoxiao talking sweetly, he began to feel a little uncomfortable.

It's not jealousy, or it should be jealousy, like brothers and sisters who grew up together want to get along with others, it's always a bit depressed.

"Shall I recite it?" The boy was very attentive.

"No need, no need, he just has great strength, and he doesn't feel tired carrying me."

The flat-headed man couldn't say anything: "Did brother go to college?"

Feng Wuli glanced at him: "Liu Xiaoxiao returned Li Kui to me."

The sports student and his sister looked puzzled, but Liu Xiaoxiao understood his stalk in seconds, covered his mouth and smiled, and explained to the two.

The two of them also laughed. They thought this boy was interesting, but the sports student smiled a little forcedly, because he knew that this boy was not her real brother, but a childhood sweetheart. He was very embarrassed now.

Imagine that you have been ambiguous with someone of the opposite sex for a period of time, and you feel that both parties are interesting. After dating out to play, the other party brings a childhood sweetheart... and is still riding a bamboo horse, talking about things that both of you understand.

Strange uncomfortable.

"I'm from Junsha Middle School, one grade older than you."

The sports student answered immediately: "Oh, my brother is a senior. I transferred to the county this semester, and I'm in the same class as Xiaoxiao."

(End of this chapter)