not a monster

In the evening, Feng Wuli ordered the cake and sent it to the incense and candle shop.

No birthday song was sung, no candles were lit, just a few people simply watched TV and ate cake.

"By the way, I also bought wine!"

Feng Wuli was in a difficult situation.

It's true that he doesn't drink well and doesn't go crazy. He just wants to sleep after drinking too much, but he doesn't like the feeling of being dizzy.

But Wang Xilou was happy, so he drank more with her.

Wanwan turned into a little fox, and was licking Ye Ji. These two furry animals were a regular program at night, and they went back to sleep after licking.

"Story of Yanxi Palace" was broadcast on TV, and Wang Xilou liked to watch it. He followed the trend and crazily complained about Wei Yingluo and killed everyone.

Then he opened another can with a squeak and handed it to Feng Wuli.

Feng Wuli drank a few cans, and the more he drank, the less he talked. If others drank too much, he would go crazy, but if he drank too much, he would silence himself.

Alcohol is not a good thing, Feng Wuli decided that next time Wang Xilou asked him to drink, he would not drink it.

"Come, let's drink another can with Master."

"Oh."

She leaned in front of this person, "Drink too much?"

"No."

"who am I?"

"Wangxi Building."

"wrong!"

"??" Feng Wuli looked dumbfounded.

"I am your master!"

She looked at his face seriously, and pressed it so close that Feng Wuli could smell the sweet cream on her face.

She said seriously: "Remember, I am your most respected and beloved Master!"

"What is the most beloved?" Feng Wuli seemed to be very slow-witted.

"Master Master!"

"Good apprentice."

Wang Xilou frowned. She didn't realize the intelligence problem at first, but after two or three seconds, she couldn't believe it.

It's the other way around!

She was so angry that she wanted to bite, she stretched out her hand to his ribs and pinched him. It seemed that all girls could do these things, regardless of age.

Feng Wuli felt very itchy, and the soft Wang Xilou leaned against him, the friction of his skin and Master's stroking the hair on his face made him distracted.

I don't know if it was because of drinking, Feng Wuli suddenly sighed: "What do you think will happen in the future?"

"After what?" Wang Xilou ate a piece of potato chips.

"In the future, when I go to university and go to work, you used to take care of me. When I was young, I thought you were very good, but it's not. It's not a few decades ago now. The incense and candle shop will be gone. You can rely on you Go to the company to receive relief funds to live, you can't think about so many things, so I have to make arrangements for you clearly..."

He scratched his head, not knowing what he was talking about: "I don't know if I can do this well."

Wang Xilou got very close, his face was on his face, it seemed unnatural to Feng Wuli to back away.

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"I don't know, just treat me as nonsense." He took another sip.

Wang Xilou knew that this man had a lot of things on his mind all day long, but he didn't tell himself. He stroked his tangled hair like a child, and said with a smile, "You're only eighteen."

"Nineteen."

"False years don't count."

"I'm afraid I can't take care of you well." He picked up a can, said dully, and drank it dully.

Wang Xilou was so happy that he wanted to kiss him.

"It's where you need to take care."

The wind is unreasonable and does not speak.

What he was talking about and what he was thinking about were all very realistic things, which were not usually put on the table, but they would have to face them in the future.

Since he was a child without his parents by his side, he was always more sensitive. No one told him what to do in the future, no father taught him how to love his wife, how to make money to support the family, and no mother taught him how to deal with life's necessities.

In the past, he was always childish, but he can no longer be self-willed as a child in front of Wang Xilou, and he doesn't know if he can become the pillar of the family.

He seems to be slowly no longer a child, but he is not yet an adult.

Think of a lot at once.

He's a little unsure.

The thing called responsibility is like a load-bearing wall in front of a young man. He is pushed in front of this wall without knowing it. He cannot move forward until he breaks through this wall. After breaking through, he will become this wall.

Wang Xilou hugged his head and said softly: "You have always been great, Master's little man."

Feng Wuli's breath was full of her smell, and suddenly felt that he still hadn't grown up, but he didn't feel discouraged.

Wanwan came out to fetch water, and when she saw two people on the sofa, she slammed her eyes shut.

"Wanwan didn't see anything!"

But the gap between the fingers is open, the eyes are wide open, and they move to fetch water and then go back to the room.

The master and apprentice continued to watch TV.

Feng Wuli offered the fructose he just bought, "Would you like it?"

"No." She is an authentic Hunan girl. She eats spicy food and tastes delicious. She is unreasonably addicted to sweet food.

"That's it!" She suddenly pointed at the TV, very excited: "This bad woman, Master will tell you how she treated Wei Yingluo!"

"This fructose is very fruity."

He kept emphasizing this candy tonight, Wang Xilou felt it was very strange, she took a sip of beer: "I told you that Master doesn't like candy."

Feng Wuli remained silent, why didn't this spicy chicken zombie come to visit.

He pondered for two seconds, "I think you want to try."

Wang Xilou: "??"

She still didn't understand, when the candy got into her mouth, she just had time to hug her apprentice's neck to prevent herself from falling backwards.

Really sweet.

The master and apprentice ate a piece of candy for a long time, the fructose was won over, snatched away, and finally slowly melted, was snatched away by the master lightly, crushed, and ended the fight.

Wang Xilou cursed while wiping his mouth, saying that he stopped him from watching TV and kicked him.

Feng Wuli endured it silently, and the two drank one can after another.

"Aren't you drunk?" Wang Xilou asked worriedly, as if he had indeed drunk a little too much.

"No." He became as stingy as gold.

Feng Wuli took a shower and smelled of alcohol, when he came out he still didn't talk much, he checked the time was eleven o'clock and told Wang Xilou that he had gone to bed first.

"Okay! Master will go to bed after finishing these."

Yeji slept with Wanwan tonight, Feng Wuli went back to her room, the alcohol was slowly coming up in his stomach, after he lay down he wanted to play with his phone for a while, he felt dizzy after touching it twice, and stuffed it under the pillow again.

Outside, Wang Xilou turned down the volume of the TV series, Feng Wuli could still vaguely hear some actresses talking, "Ben Gong is in good health", "Why are you doing this to Ben Gong" and so on.

His consciousness was drowsy, and even when he heard the sound, a picture appeared in his mind.

I don’t know how long Feng Wuli has passed, my mind seems to be very confused, I feel like I have had a lot of dreams, giving people a feeling of head fullness after falling asleep and not sleeping, it seems that time has passed for a long time, countless pictures, many strange The memory, the cry of the child, and the sound of Wang Xilou scolding him.

In the middle of his sleep, he was awakened by the urge to urinate, and his mouth was so dry that he got up to go to the toilet with a burst of headache.

I have told him many times not to let him drink, but Wang Xilou just doesn't listen, he is so unreliable even after becoming a mother, he is really speechless.

Feng Wuli opened the door and went out, saw Wang Xilou was still watching TV, and said what time was it.

"Have Xiaoluo and Ling'er slept yet? We have to go to the parents' meeting tomorrow."

Wang Xilou, who was still rattling and showing off the potato chips, was dumbfounded.