Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 378 The Death of Sensibility

In the endless silence, Gong Shuji waited for a long time before he smiled bitterly:
"It sounds like I've been deceived for a long time."

I returned the phone to him:

"Have you never thought of visiting them in six years?"

"And the letters sent by these two people have exactly the same font."

Gong Shuji was speechless. He turned off his phone and put it aside. After a long time, he said:

"These two are siblings. I thought it was normal for them to have the same writing habits."

"Besides, you don't need anyone to remember you if you do good deeds."

After he finished speaking, he fell into silence, and so did I.

Unexpectedly, I am not the only one who has been deceived all the way.

I racked my brains and thought:
“When we were looking for kind-hearted people from society, didn’t you see their photos?”

"Perhaps they can be found and the money recovered."

For six years, the monthly remittance was actually not a small amount.

Gong Shuji shook his head:
"To protect children's privacy, there will be no photos."

"Otherwise, problems such as human trafficking will arise."

"Don't worry about it. I'll do my good deeds and let others do their bad deeds."

"By the way, do you know that there is a beautiful flower called 'Er Zhengchun' in Anfang?"

"Actually, I originally wanted to bring you here to see it. Not only is the scenery beautiful, but the transportation is also developed. I didn't expect you to bring me here."

"We can go out for a walk tomorrow, which can be regarded as a stopover. When Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse find us in the evening, you can leave as soon as possible according to the planned route."

I also followed his example and shook my head:

"Do you know what your plan would be called in my second uncle's words?"

Gong Shuji was a little confused, so I answered him directly:

"This is called popping champagne at the grave and celebrating your own death in advance."

At this juncture, the second uncle's ashes have not been obtained yet. If he takes Gong Shuji around now, there is no guarantee that something will go wrong.

Perhaps he was discovered and chased by the dishonest Gong Shuqiu, or perhaps he was chased by Yang Jinhua's lackeys in Shucheng.

All in all, there are many, many possibilities.

And every breath before the decisive battle is every step that the tortoise takes down-to-earth in the race between the tortoise and the hare.

The closer it gets to the last minute, the more unable to relax.

I don't want changes, I just want stability, I just want to get what I want.

It would be best to stay in this B&B and wait without blinking until the cows and horses come, and then turn around and run away without stopping until you reach a safe enough place, and then sleep in the dark.

Gong Shuji beside him seemed to sigh quietly, and then said warmly:

“Absolute rationality invites suffering.”

"Perhaps it's not that your choices were wrong along the way, but that you didn't let yourself go, so you have been lingering in regret and pain."

"If you don't go out tomorrow, what about the day after tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?"

"You can't get the ashes and then close yourself off for the rest of your life and never have contact with outsiders."

if not?
Contact more people and watch more people suffer bad luck until they die because of me?

I don't like this kind of teaching, so I don't hold back:
"Being irrational is emotional, but if someone like you has been deceived for six consecutive years——

Sensibility would be better off dead long ago. "

Gong Shuji didn't speak again.

I didn't say anything, and planned to take a break in the short period of time that neither the cow nor the horse nor the public lose the enemy could catch up with, in order to face any emergencies that might happen in the future. The atmosphere fell silent.

Drowsily, I actually fell into sleep.

I rarely dream, very rarely.

Occasionally I have dreams, but they are all bizarre and disorganized dreams.

But tonight, it was very different.

This is a rather erotic dream.

When the decadent music of silk and bamboo sounded in my ears, I remembered that I needed to open my eyes.

Where I stood was a courtyard, and what I saw was a hall. It was not gorgeous, but simple and elegant.

Looking up, you can see four A-style double eaves. The front door of the hall is open, but the curtains in the door are hanging down.

There is only the joy of silk and bamboo, but no one is seen.

I don’t know if it’s the candlelight that hangs low and doesn’t penetrate the curtains, or if it’s the music playing inside.
Not 'people'.

I stood there and didn't move, but the dusk not far behind me, with its faint bamboo shadows, seemed to be telling me——

There is no way to retreat; if you don’t advance, there will be changes.

I walked slowly to the corridor, stretched out my hand to lift the gap-sized curtain, and saw a very exaggerated red lips, slowly curling up at me and smiling.

The lips were bright red and the sides of the lips were pale, like a crack in the snow-white skin.

This distance is too close.

The owner of the red lips was standing almost against the curtain, seeming to be peeping at me like a ghost inside.

I paused with my hand, and then before the other person's smile became more and more weird, I raised my hand to lift the curtain, completely revealing what was inside.

The owner of the red lips was originally very satisfied with his appearance. The angle of his lips became wider and wider, as if he was about to show a proud smile, but he was completely frightened by my actions.

She took several steps back, and she accidentally tripped on the hem of her skirt and fell to the ground.

For a moment, the red hairpin tassels on her head were jingling, and the originally neatly arranged clothes also had a few more wrinkles.

After this fall, there were dozens of low laughter all around.

Yes, dozens, maybe more.

Because as the curtains opened, not only did I see her appearance, but I also saw dozens, maybe hundreds, of beauties in the hall.

The swallow is thin, the ring is fat, and each has its own beauty.

Even the silk and bamboo players are 100% Xiaojiabiyu, and they are born with a temperament that makes me feel pity for them.

Each beauty has her own place, with a similar configuration. There is a table in front of her, a table behind her, a glass of wine, several kinds of fresh fruits, pastries and wine.

In fact, everyone's expressions are similar, and they all look at the top person with a shy and timid look.

At the top of the table sat the man with his bare breasts.
Astonishingly, it was Gong Shu Ji.

My eyes stayed briefly, then fell on the beauty on the ground, and helped her up.

The beauty in my arms was full of smoke and her face was red. She seemed to be remembering what I had just done to scare her. She pushed me softly and ran away with tears in her eyes.

This time she ran even more embarrassingly than when she fell just now. The red hairpin tassel fell to the ground all the way, the broken jade made a clanging sound, and her clothes flew around and disappeared quickly.

I don’t know who laughed again, but this time there was no beauty suppressing the laughter, and everyone was trembling with laughter:
"Sister Sixty-six is ​​still so ignorant of the rules. She wanted to scare the new sister, but she ended up being embarrassed."

"It's time to punish Sister Liuliu, otherwise she will always do things that violate the rules."

"This little sister is so cold and cold. It's rare to win new love from her husband."

"Sister, come, sit next to me——

From now on, we will be a family. "