Silent Reading

Luo Wenzhou has worked with the criminal police for so many years and has never encountered such an "attack on the police". He caught off guard, short-circuited on the spot, and subconsciously reached out and pushed ... pushing it empty.

Fei Du seemed to have anticipated his reaction in advance, and released it at the touch of a touch. He retracted a few inches first, his eyes were tangled with a little bloodshot, and the corner of his eye was delicately curved into a small arc, brewing a little Smile.

It's not a warm and sweet smile, a little bit bad.

It was only then that Luo Wenzhou tasted the taste of the mint he left behind—not so sweet, but a bit cold, driving straight through the gap of his lips, scraping his throat, infecting his chest all the way, working around his rumbling heart. Prestige.

Fei Du's rhythm is extremely accurate, and he does not blindly chase after him. If he leaves, he will leave a space for resistance and aftertaste. If his eyes are substantive, he gently skips his eyebrows, nose and nose. Keenly heard Luo Wenzhou's breathing stagnation.

This seems to be a good time to kick your face on the nose. The next moment, Fei Du made a comeback again, holding Luo Wenzhou with his backhand and dragging his hand, pressing it on the back of the chair. The straight nose is like a cheetah patrolling the territory. He froze over the other person's cheek in a hurry, and deftly opened Officer Luo's lips with less determined resistance.

It seemed as if the roots were "hot fast" in a small car, and the stagnant air was warming up quickly, and Fei Du's breath enveloped him.

Luo Wenzhou is not an upright gentleman. The mood of ups and downs throughout the day has seriously consumed his will, not to mention that he hasn't seen Fei Du such a "professional ninth kissing" player for many years. The sane soul is still stunned, and the impetuous * has been gently pulled by a little bit of his original heart, involuntarily catering to it, driving him up first, and holding Fei Du's neck, he must be held Pressed into her arms.

Until then, Fei Du's always cold body only slightly regained his intellect, and Luo Wenzhou's remaining intellect was finally able to catch his breath, screaming at his ears and screaming hard: "What are you **** doing!"

Luo Wenzhou's hands were pressed against Fei Du's neck with blue muscles, and he was able to resist the revolutionary will of pepper water and tiger stools. He then grasped Fei Du's neck and lifted him down.

Fei Du crooked and sat down on the co-driver, raising his eyebrows with some regret, and then he seemed to not care about it, pushing the door of the car very easily, in the eyes of Luo Wenzhou about to grill him into a skewer, lightly Hold your thumb up and wipe the corners of your mouth: "The tolls are cleared up, can I go now, brother?"

Luo Wenzhou Han's face was: "Go down, go."

This reaction seemed to please Fei Du, the **** got out of the car without panic, and bent down, waving at him through the window: "Go back slowly and drive, and the bruise on your waist is too bad, Would you like to go to the hospital for treatment? People can't bear it. "

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

A gust of wind passed through the window that he pulled down, and he found out that the hem of his shirt had been lifted by a stinky rogue surnamed Fei.

"But the abdominal muscles really feel." Fei Duohuo squeaked the comment on the oil, hands in his pockets, turned away smartly, and walked towards the empty villa.

In Luo Wenzhou's heart, two flames of fire rose up alternately. It was really a smoke of seven tricks, which could not be resolved, and it was about to explode.

He stared angrily at Fei Du's back through the rear-view mirror, and the faint tenderness in his heart leaked again. He didn't know whether he wanted to scrape Fei's clothes or just to scrape his skin.

Staring and staring, Luo Wenzhou suddenly accidentally glimpsed Fei Du's straight shirt sleeves without wind automatically. At first, he thought that there was some dark reflection on the shirt. When he looked closely, he found that Fei Du was shaking involuntarily. , As if cold, as if by electric shock.

Luo Wenzhou frowned, hesitated for a moment, he was unsure, and pushed the car door to follow.

Maybe it is because they have a very good law and order in the rich area. Fei Du did n’t even close the courtyard door. The four doors are open there. It may be that no one has lived for a long time. The yard was flat, and the grass was flat, cold and indifferent.

When Luo Wenzhou chased after him, Fei Du had found the key and opened the door.

Luo Wenzhou: "Hey, I say you ..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that Fei Zong, who was still a hooligan, shook his whole body. He pressed his hand against the doorknob as if he wanted to hold it. Unexpectedly, the opened door receded in with his strength. Fei Du A cricket, kneeling directly.

The entrance was paved with icy marble slabs, and the knees bumped against it without a buffer, and a muffled sound of "pass", Luo Wenzhouguang heard the movements and felt his legs were about to slam, and hurried to support people.

Fei Du's abnormal blood on his face seemed to be exhausted, a little bit paler than usual, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and his hands and feet trembled like a tremor.

"What's wrong?" Luo Wenzhou raised his hand and held him, reached out and raised his face. "What's the matter? Fei Du, talk to me!"

"Maybe ... low ... hypoglycemia ..." Feidu snorted, reaching out and holding Luo Wenzhou's knee, trying to stand up, but his arms were soft, and he struggled and fell back. .

"Hypoglycemia?" Luo Wenzhou listened to this incredible explanation, and immediately ridiculed, "I was tired when you took advantage of me, weren't you? I was really convinced-"

He said, with both hands, Fei Du hugged him directly.

Fei Du stood up quite slender, and whenever he poked, the sense of presence was very strong, which would hold people up, but Luo Wenzhou felt that he had no imaginary labor at all, and a thin layer of flesh could dimly When it comes to bones, it's obviously the kind of lean body that is neglected to exercise.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable. A young man in his early twenties can crack his bones casually. It is not as strong as a spectacle frame. He must be the kind of person who spends his days and places in sub-health all year round. Fei Du often has no blood on his face, sometimes fooling around with fox friends and dog friends too crazy, and also brings a little obvious deficiency of blood, which is obviously a typical "kidney deficiency."

But he has a certain cold and tough character, which always makes people forget that he is an embroidered pillow.

Luo Wenzhou held Fei Duping on the sofa and got up and moved his bruised old waist: "Don't die, do you have anything to eat?"

Fei Du said nothing, and reached out his hand weakly to the kitchen.

Luo Wenzhou walked away two steps, turned back again, picked up a blanket on the sofa, threw it at Fei Du, and turned into the kitchen.

The kitchen window is bright and clean, probably for the sake of cleaning all year round. The pots and pans are basically decorated. The labels of several things have not been removed. Luo Wenzhou opened a few cabinets, found a cabinet for seasonings, and found a bag of sugar. Then he picked up a bucket of pure water and poured out half a cup of water to melt the sugar.

He was planning to bring Fei Du to drink, and Luo Wenzhou remembered something again, and looked down at the barrel water that had been opened before, thinking, "How long has this thing been kept, will it not expire?"

He bowed his head and smelled the smell of water, and then opened the production date on the barrel. Huo Ran found that this was bought a week ago. Luo Wenzhou stunned and quietly opened the door of the refrigerator next to him. The refrigerator is a bit empty, there are a few cans of milk and a small amount of fruit, and a little rich food is still fresh. It is basically a food reserve for a short overnight stay here-Fei Duo happened to come back recently, or often come over Xiaozhu?

According to Luo Wenzhou's understanding, when his mother was not dead, Fei Du didn't live here. He usually stayed in an apartment near the school, looked after by a babysitter, and returned every weekend. Only when cooking his mother's funeral, Fei Du moved back and lived for half a year—his father was not always there, and a child lived in a fierce house by himself, and he felt panicked, so Tao Ran would come to see him often until six months later When he moved back to the apartment in the city, the talents who cared for him secretly were relieved.

Luo Wenzhou thought that the mortal house was not good for sale, he has not sold it. Now it seems ...

He thoughtfully looked back at Fedu lying on the sofa-this house is really fierce, even though it is well-decorated, well-lit and spotlessly clean, it always makes people feel gloomy and very suitable Suicide and haunting.

From the beginning of the door, Luo Wenzhou faintly felt that the house was a little bit wrong, but after all, he had been here seven years ago, and now he can still find the door. It is not good for a moment.

He put the sugar water in front of Fei Du, who originally let Fei himself drink it, but found that his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold the cup, so he grabbed it and fed it to him.

Fei Du sighed softly: "Brother, I will love you so much."

Luo Wenzhou was numb by his nasal voice, and said calmly: "Hurry up and drink, there are so many 'quick words', I won't kill you."

Fei Du drank a glass of sugar water and finally got a little energy. He slumped on the sofa like a bone: "It's okay, it's dizzy and bloody, and he vomited a little in the hospital. At the time, Zhou Huaijin was beside him, and he didn't care about other . "

Luo Wenzhou looked at him and suddenly asked, "Do you often live here by yourself?"

Fei Du opened his eyes frantically. Although his posture had not changed, Luo Wenzhou felt that Fei Du's nerves were tightened instantly.

"This is far from your company, Yangong University, the city bureau ... and even your mentor's house," Luo Wenzhou said slowly, "as far as I know, there aren't any entertainment places that you gangs like to go to— — Are you okay to come to live in a haunted house? "

"What's the problem?" Fei Duo gave him an impeccable smile after a meal. "This is my house."

Although his tone was soft, he gave a defensive answer, which made people unable to answer.

Luo Wenzhou was silent for a while, thinking about smoking, his eyes subconsciously searched the ashtray, and asked Fei Du: "I smoke a cigarette ..."

Having just said half, Luo Wenzhou gave a meal, and the eyes of the two fell on the ashtray on the coffee table at the same time.

Fei Du reacted, his face changed suddenly.

At the same time, Luo Wenzhou's vague memories and vague intuition finally wore in a string, and it became clear right, he remembered!

Fei Du and his father did not smoke. The ashtray was used by his mother during his lifetime.

In order to investigate the cause of her death, Luo Wenzhou ran to the family of Fei several times to talk to his father. One time he was like this day and asked the owner if he could smoke. He pulled out the ceramic fruit plate under the table and handed it to him, claiming that since his wife died, he was afraid of touching the scene, so he cleaned up everything she had used during her lifetime, and adjusted the furniture in the house.

He said at the time ...

"I moved the position of the TV, and the piano that was put here was also removed. The hangers at the door, the few flower vases she likes ... I can't see them anymore, I moved them all out-sorry, Luo Police officer, I don't smoke. After she leaves, there will be no ashtrays in the house. You can use this. "

Luo Wenzhou's gaze swept across the living room. The TV, the living room's piano, the retro clothes hanger at the door, and even the flower arrangement vase from the porch to the living room were all moved back to their original positions!

The vase is filled with fake flowers that can be faked. I do n’t know where it was made. The fake flower looks like it has been placed for a long time and the flowers that should not be changed. They arrived at the same time when they received the report. The flower arrangement seen at the discovery site is exactly the same!

Luo Wenzhou finally understood where the weirdness of this house is. It looks like a large specimen. The time was fixed seven years ago—

"I'm a bit tired today," Fei Du lifted up the blanket and sat upright, with a stiff tone and down the order, "I won't entertain you, and a happy weekend."

Luo Wenzhou was not so easy to send, and leaned back on the soft sofa back: "Oh, I just said that I love you so much that I can't help myself, and that I touch and touch and take advantage of it. Now I change my face to my face, total fee, you It almost made sense. "

Fei Du was tense, Parkinson's hand was not so stingy, he settled down, smiled reluctantly, and said with a fret, "It doesn't matter, if you feel a loss, you can recover it ..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Wenzhou was laughed at by him, leaning around and holding Fei Du's collar, forcibly dragged him up, and forced him to the corner of the sofa: "You are used to something wrong-I really think I don't How dare you treat you? "