Chapter 8: Lane

The fat woman pushed Ryan ’s mother and disappeared at the door, and then passed backward in a very agile way before Zac ’s eyes. While pointing at the plastic watch stuck on her wrist, she stared at Ryan ’s mother and signaled every minute and second that they lost banknote. ? Eight ▲ One ★ Chinese ▲ Wenww.81zw.com?
Then there was a loud noise, and the fat woman carrying the adult form of Ryan returned to the door of the room again, pushing Ryan to the bed involuntarily!
"It's such a big person! Can you worry about it! Watch it at home! Don't let anyone take anything from your home! Anything, do you understand ?!" A glance at Zac, then the conclusion, "Your mother Go out and make money to support you !!! "
Listening to the rapid footsteps in the corridor, Zac frowned, looking at the man with a stiff back in front of him sitting on the bed, shaking his head.
"Whether do you want to help?" Zac pulled a corner of his mouth, with a hand of stationery still in his palm, extended a finger, crossed the adult model's bed, and nodded Ryan's shoulder.
Ryan's body twitched, turned his head quickly, his eyes touched Zac, and turned away immediately, continuing to sit there stiffly.
"Huh." This is used to express Zack's emotions at this time.
Zach threw the paper ball in his hand next to Ryan. "I want to destroy these things." He also threw a stack of envelopes and stamps next to him. "And these. August 1? Chinese ▼ article ★ ▲ www.81zw. com ● "
Zac again stood on the bed eaves, reached into the hollow pole of the stand, and continued to dig out, "Find me a bag, I will pack it together."
"You ..." Ryan said to Zac, of course, still facing Zac, his body stiff, "You, you shouldn't take things from my family ..."
Zac raised his lips, is this guy performing his housekeeping duties now? It seems so.
"Then find a bucket and burn it." Zach shook his head and continued to dig. Now Zach realized that he had received only three letters, but Brian wrote. There are more than three! This fan is a real fan.
Zac pursed his lips and paused, "I don't think you will want Bryan to continue writing to me, right."
"I don't want ..." Lane said again. Very reluctantly.
"Very good." Zac tilted his lower lip. "Go find a container and burn all of them."
"I don't like fire ..."
"Huh." Our vampires really rarely get impatient, even if he doesn't show it. But Ryan apparently dug out the other side of Zac for us.
"You ..." Ryan, who was stiff, looked back at what Zac was doing, and immediately turned back, "You shouldn't turn those things out ... I stuffed for a long time. On August 1? Chinese ▼ article ★ ▲ website www. 81zw.com ● "
Zac raised his eyebrows, glanced sideways to start collecting the paper he threw, and re-compressed Ryan hard, "You hid these obsolete letters?"
"He's careless." Ryan still turned his back to Zac, and his voice was reluctant. If he hadn't been given the duty to make money to raise his mother, he wouldn't talk to vampires here, or even share a room. "He threw these letters filled with bad things in the trash can (Chapter 18, chapter 1). I can't let these things flow out and be seen by others, which will cause danger."
Zac frowned and glanced at Ryan again, no doubt, the ‘bad thing’ he said must be Zac. But what Zach noticed is not a meaningless name, but this behavior. Ryan is protecting Brian.
Zac flicked some sore hands, and his doubled fingertips could no longer reach the deeper paper ball. Zac lifted the stand, looked at the interface in the middle, and spun it apart. Continue to dig, "Yes." Zach's tone was mocking, "You seem to have forgotten to stop the most dangerous people, me. See these things."
What Zak said was obviously not the present, but the three letters he received. The meaning is very simple. What Ryan should really prevent is that these obsolete stationery should not be left at random to be seen by people with a very small chance, but should prevent the letter with the address of Grande from being posted!
In fact, Ryan tried. remember? He chased the mail truck and dropped medicine, but he was not successful. One body, two personalities clearly manifest the disadvantages.
So Zac's mocking at this time should provoke Ryan, this is a personal attack.
"I haven't forgotten! I ..." Ryan turned sharply, and at the moment when he saw Zach's eyes drifting, the explosive momentum completely collapsed, and he turned back stiffly again, without the text.
Zac frowned and tightened again, even though this idea was very strange, but Ryan at this time, compared to the Brian who stared at himself on the bus and wrote headaches in the letter, want to make people It feels normal!
At least Brian is emotional, logical, and more like an adult. No, not an adult, but an adult patient with communication impairments.
"Now it doesn't make sense. Find me a container. I'm going to burn these." Zack rubbed his lips. "After today, I won't appear in your life and Bryan's ..."
"I don't like fire!"
Zac was interrupted. Zac flipped the half-stand in his hand directly, flicking in the air, looking at Ryan with a somber face, "Do you want to give me a reason?"
"We were originally safe, so we don't have to worry about what was born outside! Until the sanatorium is on fire! We have to live out!"
Zac froze. See, Lane is logical.
"I hate fire!" Ryan stood up from the bed and faced Zac, staring at the vampire's eyes. "If it weren't for fire! None of this would be born !! We could have lived peacefully! Never leave that nursing home It ’s fire! It ’s forcing us out! It ’s fire that makes us see it again ... "
Ryan's fierce words got stuck when he touched a certain word, opened his mouth, and stared at Zac with an angry face.
Zac blinked subconsciously, "Okay, don't burn."
Zucker pulled away from the corner of his mouth and looked away. The expression on his face was weird. "I don't take your home stuff." Zack put down a few of paper stuck in the deepest place, and he couldn't pull out the stand that could not be thrown out. Raise your hand, "And these things, whatever you do, as long as you promise Brian will not write to me again, will you?"
Ryan glared at Zac's face, twitching, turned quickly, and sat down on the bed again, with his back to Zac, and there was no sound.
Zac was n’t wasting time, nor was he kind enough to put back the paper he had thrown everywhere, but quickly emptied the old desk, moved to the aisle, moved the new desk back, and set it up according to his own ideas. Clapping his hands, indicating that his 'work' is done, and will leave Ryan's house without losing his head.
Please understand Zac, continue to stay in the place where two atmospheres are filled with two kinds-love Zac, hate Zac, diametrically opposite, Zac feels that he will be schizophrenic. (To be continued.)