My future diary cannot be the last one

Mingguang City, in front of the door of No. 1302, Building 6, Jindu Garden.

"Ding dong."

Accompanied by the crisp ringing of the doorbell, Old Bidden's voice came from behind the door: "Commissioner of the Corps? Why are you here? It should be off work time now, right?"

"I came to drink with you."

At the door, Xun Xi turned sideways, revealing his faceless figure, and at the same time raised the two bottles of wine in his hand, with a kind smile on his face: "Old Biden, didn't you say it was inconvenient to go out for a drink? , so today I specially brought Wu Mian to your house to drink."

"And one more thing."

At the same time, Wu Maang also took out a box from his arms and said, "This is your gun. Didn't you get it to the equipment department for repair before?"

"I brought it to you by the way."

"Oh, right." Old Biden was stunned when he heard this, and then he came to his senses and nodded: "There is such a thing, I almost forgot about it."

"You are a noble person who forgets things." Wu Maang curled his lips when he heard this, and said angrily: "I originally advised you to just change to a gun, but you always said that this thing is of great significance to you. I don’t want to replace it, so I can only ask the equipment department to take time to repair it for you.”

"Thanks."

Old Biden thanked Wu Maang through the door, but did not open the door. Instead, he suddenly shouted into the room: "Matchmaker, a guest is here."

"Matchmaker?"

Wu Mao and Xun Xi immediately looked at each other after hearing this, and finally Wu Mao was the first to speak: "Old Bideng, is the matchmaker your wife's name?"

"yes."

When talking about his proud wife, Old Bidden's voice became much louder: "As I mentioned to you before, my wife and I have been together for decades. She cooks a meal for me every night. A sumptuous feast, yes, you are just in time for tonight’s feast.”

Having said this, Old Bidden seemed to swallow his saliva.

Even though they were separated by a door, both Xun Xi and Wu Maang heard a gurgling sound. It was the sound of their stomachs, the result of gastrointestinal peristalsis due to excessive hunger.

"Haha, I'm almost hungry."

"Old Biden."

Hearing this, Wu Maang finally couldn't hold back anymore. He raised the box in his hand and whispered: "We are also guests after all. You don't plan to let us stay outside the door like this, do you? And you hold the door like this How can I give you the gun that I just repaired?"

And just then-——

"husband?"

Suddenly a second person's voice came from behind the door. Just listening to the sound, a picture naturally emerged in Xun Xi and Wu Maang's minds.

It was a graceful figure.

Red dress.

Red high heels.

She was like a burning flame of passion. And as the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground came from behind the door, both of them felt a little dizzy.

"Is there a customer coming? Strange, I didn't order takeout."

"It's not takeout." Old Biden explained: "It's two specialists from my company who came to me for a drink. But I promised to have dinner with you today."

Old Biden's voice seemed a little guilty.

". Or just forget it."

"Commissioner Wumao, Commissioner of the Legion, please come back tomorrow."

"That's all right."

Before Old Bidden finished speaking, his wife, the woman known as the matchmaker, interrupted him. Every word she spoke in her charming voice seemed to have a slight breath: "Since I am your friend, then Just invite us in together. Just in time, I plan to have an extra meal tonight."

"That's too hard on you."

Old Biden said with some reluctance: "It's troublesome enough to cook for one person. I think it's better to forget it when cooking for three people. I can't make it too hard for you."

"Is everything okay, husband?"

".All right."

Old Bidden seemed to have compromised in the end. Then along with a burst of mechanical sound, the door of the house slowly opened, revealing what was behind the door.

"."

Xun Xi took a quick look and saw that Old Biden's home was no different from an ordinary family. There is a TV showing the daily news, and a kitchen filled with various vegetables and fruits. The sofa, coffee table, dining table, folding chairs, and water dispenser are all the same as usual, nothing weird about them.

Then he looked at Old Biden who opened the door.

"What's wrong?"

Facing Xun Xi's comment, Old Biden touched his face, grabbed a piece of bloody rotten flesh, and asked doubtfully: "Is there something on my face?"

Xun Xi: "."

On the contrary, there is almost nothing left on your face.

Xun Xi did not answer Old Biden, but looked past Old Biden and looked at the woman in red who was in the kitchen, playing with the ingredients, humming a song, and even dancing to the song. After noticing his gaze, the woman in red also raised her head and looked at him:

"It's really you."

The woman in red raised the kitchen knife and chopped hard at the meat on the chopping board: "It seems that Black Stone must have failed. Otherwise you wouldn't have found me."

"what are you talking about."

At this moment, Old Bidden suddenly turned around and said angrily: "Matchmaker, you go upstairs first. I'll talk to the Legion Commissioner and the Wumian Commissioner."

"Biden!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Maang grabbed old Biden and pressed him against the wall: "Please wake up! Can't you see the situation?"

"You are under a supernatural influence!"

"Lin Xiao."

Almost at the same time, Xun Xi also pulled out the Jack of Spades from the deck, and Lin Xiao appeared in response, looking at the ferocious old Biden with a look of pity, and then the ability to share pain directly locked him, bringing a huge amount of pain. It penetrated into the mind of old Biden with the effect of "a wake-up call".

"ah--!!!"

The next second, Old Biden let out a shrill wail. But the supernatural power and pain exerted by Lin Xiao were enough to wake him up from the supernatural influence.

However---

".shut up!"

Old Bidden was seen twisting his body forcefully, and finally fell to the ground while wiping the wall. However, his words and deeds did not change at all from before.

"Matchmaker, you go upstairs first."

"It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding. I'll talk to them and explain it clearly." Old Biden first turned his head and showed a flattering and humble smile to the woman in red, and then looked at Wumai again. and Xun Xi, whispered: "I have not been affected by the supernatural."

"You are mistaken."

"I remember the first encounter with the matchmaker, the first date, the engagement, the marriage, and the married life. She and I have been together for decades."

"Decades?" Xun Xi suddenly said.

".What?"

"Decades is not an exact number." Xun Xi looked at Old Biden and said word by word: "Can you give me a specific number?"

"Of course!" Old Bidden said immediately after hearing this: "It must be twenty years, more than thirty years! She is a perfect wife, beautiful, loyal to me, good at cooking, and very good at housework. And Not willful, not pretentious, not clingy, not spending money recklessly.”

"It doesn't exist." Xun Xi interrupted him cruelly.

"."

Before he finished speaking, Old Bidden's movements stopped abruptly, as if he were a robot that had lost power, and even the look in his eyes disappeared.

"What exactly is going on?"

At the same time, Wu Mao also grabbed Old Biden's body, put the lantern in his hand in front of Old Biden, let the green will-o'-the-wisp light shine on Old Biden, and said anxiously: "The supernatural influence should have been driven away. Just drop it. Why hasn’t old Bidden woke up yet?”

"What did you do to him!"

"I didn't do anything." Faced with Wu Maang's question, the woman in red in the kitchen just shook her head and said melancholy: "If I have to say it."

".This is love."

Wu Maang: "???"

Why here is love! ?

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