not a monster

The curtains are very good at shading light. They are thicker types that Feng Wuli bought specially for his zombies. After they are drawn up, even in the daytime, no light can get through, not to mention that it is only six o'clock and the sky is still dark.

The dark room didn't look very real, maybe it was for this reason that Wang Xilou didn't show any restraint at all, just sitting on the edge of the bed and getting dressed.

After putting the loose and comfortable home clothes on her head, she grabbed the corners of the clothes and pulled them down to completely cover the woman's perfect waist and purple underwear straps. Then, she used the back of her hand to pull out the hair that was tucked into the clothes at the back of her head, and shook it Head, let the hair on the back become regular, took a wooden hairpin on the bedside table with the right hand, twisted the hair into a strand with both hands, kept winding, and finally inserted the hairpin, leaving only a few strands of hair on the neck.

She got up, straightened her clothes, patted them, and looked back before going out. She couldn't help laughing when she saw that the little apprentice was still staring at her.

"Why are you looking at Master all the time?"

"...It's the first time I saw you, um, seeing you like this, this feeling of watching you get up, it's hard to describe, anyway, it feels really good."

"Didn't you see it when you were at your uncle's house?"

"You slept in your underwear back then."

"Master was a little embarrassed at that time."

"Are you ready now?"

She pretended to sigh helplessly: "I've been studied by an archaeologist all night, so what if I'm sorry?"

"..."

The little zombie laughed, stretched out a finger, and tapped his forehead lightly a few times: "Go to sleep for a while, it's only six o'clock."

Feng Wuli was really sleepy. Last night, he gave the little zombie spiritual power all night, and he felt a sense of emptiness that was drained, and he felt like he stayed up all night for two or three nights.

Close your eyes, your mind is full of the back just now.

Hard to sleep.

……

At 06:30, it was cold in the early morning of late autumn, and the road was very wide with few vehicles on the street. There was only one street light far away, and it could only drive out a small piece of darkness under the street light. .

Po Nu tightened her school uniform jacket, pulled the chain to the neckline, and turned up the collar. Her hair was tied into a high ponytail, her hands were tucked into her sleeves, and she walked towards the old street.

This dress is his junior high school uniform, which can't help but make Po Nu feel a little warm in her heart, because of the warmth in her heart, she feels that the wind is not so cold, and even fantasizes that maybe there will be him on this dress the taste of.

It's a pity that it didn't. She could only tell herself through fantasy that the smell mixed with wardrobe and laundry detergent was his smell.

She walked for about one kilometer, during which time she fell thirteen times, hit a utility pole twice, was startled by a cat that suddenly jumped out and almost fell into the construction site, but she didn't care at all, even if it was While walking on an empty zebra crossing, she was knocked into the air by a tired driver who was driving a long-distance car and hit a road pole. She also got up as if nothing had happened. The other party was terrified and worried, and waved her hand when she was about to take her to the hospital. , just said viciously: This matter can't be solved without two hundred!In the end, the other party gave her five hundred. After getting the money, she put her little hand in the pocket of her school uniform jacket, pulled the jacket straight, and walked back leisurely, humming a song, thinking about how supernatural that one was just now, and feeling in a good mood. It's beautiful.

Back to Old Street safely.

The white light in the east is dense, and the fog in the late autumn morning has not yet dissipated. Ponu took a deep breath of cold air from the nasal cavity into the entire respiratory tract, shivering from the cold.

The streetlight next to her suddenly turned off automatically, and the girl at the intersection slowly raised her head. The sky in the old street was an intricate network of black cables and iron electrical boxes on the utility poles. She exhaled with thin white mist, and the sky was slowly changing. In the process of lighting up, it will be completely bright and transparent in about [-] minutes.

Sleepy-eyed neighbors in the old street came out, wearing long johns, and greeted lazily in a lazy tone. They went out to pour water and trash, while sanitation workers sat on the side of the road eating steamed buns, and the old man in a white vest held a small steel cannon and opened it loudly. Going out slowly, and scolding children early in the morning.

Some old people have already started to go out to buy vegetables, carrying a basket.

"Where did Xiao Wang go so early?" An old lady approached her.

Po Nu entered the state in almost a second, and replied with a smile: "I just went for a morning run, little...Aunt Su left so early?"

If she and Wang Xilou still had a point of temperament that could be distinguished just now, it has completely disappeared now, even if Feng Wuli came to him, he would not be able to recognize that.

They share the identity of Wang Xilou and all relationships, because they are Wang Xilou.

"Damn, if you don't go early, all the good meat will be sold out." Su Yi complained.

"Yes, I'm going back to change clothes and I'm ready to go."

"That has to be done quickly."

"I'll turn on the battery."

"Have it."

He took out the key and went back to the candle shop, but the door opened by itself.

The two Wang Xilou met at the door, Po Nu blinked, grinned, and hugged Wang Xilou's waist, putting his whole weight on her.

"I'm so tired." She let out a foul breath.

"Go out to play all night again."

Wang Xilou patted her on the head angrily, turned and went back to the house.

Po Nu hugged her waist and backed away.

"Don't hug me, you're so heavy."

"??"

Wang Xilou pretended to have an extra pendant on his body, and went back to the yard to make breakfast: "Have breakfast? Or go back to the shadow to rest?"

"Eat! There seems to be fish balls in the refrigerator, isn't it possible?"

"……open."

If Po Nu hugged Wang Xilou's waist, it would hinder her work, so she put her arms around Wang Xilou's neck from behind, and hung her whole body on her back, resting her head on her shoulder to watch her go to the well. Take water in the pot, boil the water, chop the green onions, and get two cakes of dried noodles.

The two were still talking, and Po Nu was a little bit chattering, saying what he met, who he met, he added a boy on WeChat, if it bothers you, just ignore it, Wang Xilou would occasionally say a word or two, asking Don't give her an identity, Po Nu repeatedly shook his head and said no.

"I forgot to add salt, you taste it."

"Why don't you taste it yourself?"

"It's because you keep talking to me that I forgot."

"Hiss... Added."

"Don't stick to me, go and sit over there."

"Your hair is a little loose, I will re-tie it for you."

"..."

This picture is quite strange, but inexplicably warm.

Upstairs, wearing a school uniform and jacket, while preparing to go downstairs, Feng Wuli saw the scene of the yard from the window, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then went downstairs.

Wang Xilou, who was about to fetch another bucket of water in the yard, turned around and looked up. Po Nu was still hanging behind her and also looked up. Two identical faces looked at him and smiled at the same time.

The morning mist just dispersed, and the yard at this time drifted away like a cloud blocking the sunlight on the playground at noon in summer. The brightness bar was continuously pulled from the lowest to the highest, and this morning quickly became bright and bright.

There was a splash when the bucket entered the bottom of the well, and there was a splash, and the bucket and the well wall collided back and forth and made a gurgling sound.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Good morning, little apprentice."

"The slave is back... I can't sleep after waking up, go back to school early to see if there is any unfinished homework."

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Wang Xilou whispered: "What do you call a little apprentice, your memory is not as good as the period from 12 years ago to the present."

"Oh, you actually accepted him as an apprentice. Did you want to accept him as an apprentice at that time? I'm too embarrassed to expose you. I know what you think. Let me substitute what I think... Oh yes, since I was a child Instill the idea that you want to marry me when you grow up, and then..."

"Shut up and eat your breakfast!"

"Little apprentice, she is killing me!"

Feng Wuli silently brought a bowl of noodles to the yard and sat down.

How can he persuade himself to quarrel with himself.

Po Nu also brought a bowl of noodles, and sat next to Feng Wuli.

"How about little apprentice? Is it delicious? Can I do it?" Po Nu asked expectantly, consciously attributing Wang Xilou's credit to himself.

Wang Xilou didn't care, she looked in the mirror in the kitchen, and the hair that Po Nu gave her was quite nice, with a strand pinned back, neat and gentle.

Master is so beautiful.

Take a photo and send it to Moments.

Make some moves.

Feng Wuli glanced at the kitchen, the little zombie had changed from a granny born in the [-]s to an aunt born in the [-]s, and began to be interested in some things that middle-aged women like.

It's a trend she jumps on.

The circle of friends she posted was so hilarious, Po Nu complained a few days ago that she was short of a colorful silk scarf to take pictures.

As a result, the next day, Wang Xilou used her mobile phone to ask Feng Wuli what color to buy. She thought it would be nice to take a picture with a silk scarf fluttering in the wind.

Feng Wuli was silent for a long time, and picked out a purple one for her. Wang Xilou has been in high spirits for a day or two. If a girlfriend is like an aunt, let's be an aunt. A little girl is not as loving as an old sister-in-law.

The little zombie looked back at the two of them.

"Eat quickly, you two, I have to wash the dishes."

The two shrank their heads and accelerated their eating speed.

Po Nu took the fish balls and poached eggs in his bowl to Feng Wuli, "Do you want some water, little apprentice? Shall I pour water for you?"

"No need, po slave, eat quickly, she will scold you again later."

"When she scolds me, she scolds herself."

Wang Xilou: "..."

"How can I eat oil on the corner of my mouth?"

"Really, little apprentice, can you wipe it for me?"

Feng Wuli took out a piece of paper from his schoolbag with a smile, and carefully wiped it for her. Ponu let him do it in a daze. He was too close, and could feel the temperature and touch of the other party. You can touch it with your hands.

"I'm done eating, I'm leaving first, should Po slave go to rest in the shadow or go back to sleep and rest?"

Only then did Po Nu come back to his senses.

She leaned forward and hugged him slowly, and gently kissed his face with the corner of her mouth that was just wiped clean by Feng Wuli, and then became his shadow.

Feng Wuli got up to pick up the bicycle, told the little zombie and went out.

Wang Xilou looked at Po Nu's half of the noodles, sat down and ate, and took two bowls back to the kitchen to wash after eating, ready to go up and wake Wanwan up.

……

It was just after seven o'clock, and the school gate was deserted. The golden sunlight at this point had only color, but no temperature.

Undoubtedly, he was the first to arrive in the classroom, earlier than those dormitory top students, which made him feel -- he was really fucking hardworking.

Taking advantage of this enthusiasm, Feng Wuli went to get some water, went to the toilet, washed his face, and cleaned up the drawers. When the school's wake-up bell rang at [-]:[-], he was surprised to find that he would also be haunted by the time system. up.

Honestly take out this exercise book.

The first person in the class appeared.

A playful girl who is very athletic and a classmate of Mirai Miyagi from Japan. The relationship between the two is quite good.

She seemed surprised that Feng Wurea was there, but she still greeted her: "Good morning."

"morning."

Just as Feng Wuli lowered his head to read the paper again, another one entered the front door.

Comrade Lu Zhisheng, sports committee member of Rengaoma University.

He was also surprised that Feng Wuli was there, but he also said hello: "It's so early."

"Get up early."

He didn't say hello to Mirai Miyagi, or both of them didn't say hello, it was all so weird.

"..."

Feng Wuli sat at the front of the classroom, and the two guys were behind him, one on the left and one on the right.

He had a feeling that the two of them made an appointment to come back together early, that is, to pick a time when no one was around, but because he was there, they both tacitly said nothing,

Feng Wuli felt that he shouldn't be here.

Maybe in a few minutes, more and more students will come back, but these few minutes are so tormenting.

If they chatted and said a few words, that would be fine. The problem was that these two people had so many topics in the past, but now they were silent behind him.

Finally, they talked, but Feng Wuli only regretted why he didn't go out just now.

Mirai Miyagi's cold female voice broke the calm: "Kill it? Or give birth?"

The refill of Feng Wuli's mechanical pencil snapped off.

The second time the bell rang, the bell on the blackboard in the classroom covered everything, Feng Wuli calmed down in the ten seconds of the bell.

There are more than 4000 students in this school. Everyone has their own pain and beauty in their youth. Those days are unique to themselves and worth recalling. They may not be happy or even a bit bad, but they are still shining.

In the next 5 minutes, Feng Wuli sat in the front as a passerby, and attended the ending of the two youths behind.

Both of them are popular characters in the school, Feng Wuli couldn't help thinking, if the two of them were the protagonists, would it be a very interesting youth romance novel.

Miyagi Mirai's tone was nonchalant, as if he didn't care about anything, Lu Zhisheng's voice was deep and low, not as straightforward as in the past.

The book says that there is a young man with green mountains and green waters, and there is always a little girl by his side. The beginning of the story is beautiful, but the last scene of the ending is that there are two swords and a jug of wine in front of a rock by the cliff.

People entered the classroom one after another, and the school gradually became chaotic.

The little girl at the same table was surprised when she saw him arrive so early, and greeted him with a smile.

"Why is it so early today, shouldn't you be late for the first class at 08:30?"

"Next time I'd rather be late." Feng Wuli's expression was a little heavy.

Jiang Nao felt that he was weird, so he pulled out the chair and sat down with his legs together. He was wearing clean white round-toed cloth shoes today, and the white cotton socks with a bear pattern on his bare feet.

Feng Wuli's gaze was on her feet all the time, and for Jiang Nao who had been paying attention to his movements, that gaze was a bit hot, and her feet didn't know where to put them for a moment.

"Your shoelaces are loose."

She glanced down.

"……thanks."