: Round 33

When the two returned to Fudi, there was only a little marginal light in the setting sun, such as the fish swimming in the sea, the orange scale light that occasionally rolled up, the twilight was blurred, and it was gradually dull and faded, and there were a few white ones The stars showed a faint light, and the wind slowly sent a burst of coolness, dissipating the heat of the day, making people feel particularly relaxed and refreshing.
Kangxi chased after her, forgot to call the property, and missed the time. Some family still couldn't go back. He had to let him stay overnight.
He completely regarded her home as his own site. He wasn't welcome at all. When he entered the house and changed his slippers, he went to the bathroom and shouted to take a shower. The body was dirty, as if he had just returned from the construction site, and it was still there. It exudes a strange smell, which is really detrimental to the image.
After taking a shower, he came out refreshingly, and there was still a fever after bathing on his face. It is worthy of being in the performing arts circle, with good skin care, and it was like the state of apple muscles.
He changed his home clothes, hid in the study, and used a pen on the whiteboard, sketching symbols that only she could understand.
He glanced in his head, "What do you want to eat at night?"
She bit the pen lid and replied vaguely: "Random!" Apparently she was not thinking about eating.
Kangxi did not continue to ask, gently closed the door of the study, and ran to the kitchen for dinner.
She didn't eat anything for a day, she couldn't make it too greasy, but she had to digest it. After scanning the recipe in her head and combining the ingredients in the refrigerator, he had the menu. First made a cup of hot chocolate and sent it to the study, followed by several white and tender quicksand milk yellow bags, specially made very small, suitable for one bite size, all handmade, love card.
He was busy thinking about the case, and sent it to his mouth when he caught it. He didn't pay attention to what he ate. The taste was honest, and made her mutter the word "delicious" from time to time.
He continued to work in the kitchen with a cheerful expression and humming a little song, obviously enjoying the fun of being a family cook. Sesame and glutinous rice squatted behind him, flicking the big tail and staring straight at the food on the counter.
In ancient times, there has been the saying of a gentleman who is far away from the kitchen. The implication is that cooking should be a woman ’s job, not only to prepare it, but also to put it on the table, and the men just need to eat.
He thinks that men have open mouths and women have open mouths. Since they all have to eat, why do women have to cook and men cook, why not? Her own woman is raised by her own right.
He took the sauce plate, tasted the saltiness, nodded satisfactorily, turned off the fire, and a pot of abalone mushroom chicken soup was released.
As soon as he came out of the study room, he smelled the scent from the far away. He had eaten a snack and was not too hungry. He was still caught by the scent. His index finger moved. He glanced at Kangxi in the kitchen. The picture was as beautiful as a TV. Advertisements, the pile of unremarkable miscellaneous kitchen appliances suddenly seemed to become high-end goods.
This is probably the so-called star effect, I believe that the products he endorses must be sold.
Kangxi put the chicken broth on the table, four dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetables, and the color was particularly beautiful, "Go wash your hands and start cooking."
She glanced at the clock on the wall, just after eight o'clock, and according to the rules of her life, she rarely ate after eight o'clock in the evening, hesitated for a while, but washed her hands.
"Drink soup first."
The soup is full of flavor, full of the fragrance of chicken and the sweetness of the abalone. She sincerely admired his craftsmanship. It is not a bad thing to let him stay overnight.
"Where did these ingredients come from?" She couldn't remember having bought these things.
"I sent the waves, he is very good at picking ingredients." As long as he instructed, the waves would be delivered even thousands of miles away.
He took out the abalone in the morning, so he saved a lot of effort.
He remembers Hai Lang, his high school classmate, and the owner of "My wife loves salty food".
"Then you have to cook your own food and let him take away the food?" She not only remembers people, but also remembers the food delivery service of his house.
He took a chopstick and lily fried celery into her bowl, said sourly: "Do you think I'm not as good as him?"
She quickly shook her head, "I don't think it's that troublesome."
"I don't think it's troublesome, what are you troublesome? How do you always remember others." This woman had to be disturbed by her meal.
Now it was her turn to roll her eyes, and sometimes she couldn't figure out his thoughts, how it sounded like she was jealous.
"Okay, you don't feel troublesome."
After getting along for so long, she learned one thing, that is, to walk according to his meaning, if he walks smoothly, he will be as good as a dog.
puff!
It really looks like glutinous rice.
Kangxi saw her suddenly laughing and didn't know what she was laughing at. She saw two small dimples blooming at the corner of her mouth. The flowers were as beautiful as she couldn't help but laughed at her.
He smiled so brightly and frankly, his eyes were like two crescent moons, and he smiled brilliantly, as if shining, as if he had a very special charm. After a long time, he would not open his eyes and stare at him intently.
Some of her intent eyes are forgotten, but she doesn't know it.
Kangxi's heart is very ridiculous. She is the whole person. Do you still stare so hard? I really want to bow my head and make a heavy blow on her lips. Unfortunately, because of her dullness, if you do n’t find yourself like him, you do n’t use.
He curled an ambiguous smile on his lips, and kissed her when she fell asleep.
The two of them finished the meal and asked to do the dishes, but he was pushed out of the kitchen. He had to go back to the study room to sort out the information and digest it for a while. Then she took the changed clothes and took a bath in the bathroom.
When he came out, Kangxi was watching TV on the sofa, watching the documentary channel. There was a pot of tea and two cups on the coffee table.
This feeling is like a husband and wife, she was stunned, how could this feel?
"Why didn't you blow dry your hair?"
"Yes!" She did, but she didn't like to blow too dry.
He patted the position around him, "Come here, don't blow dry your hair, it's easy to get moisture."
She grew up in the United States, it did n’t matter, but it ’s strange that she sat down beside him obediently, letting him blow dry his hair and comb it especially smoothly.
He handed her the tea cup, "Dahongpao!"
The teapot on the coffee table is the zisha jug with only his self-portrait. When she thinks of the self-portrait, she is like sitting on a needle felt.
"That ... I'm sleepy. I'll go back to the room first."
"Well! Good night!" He also stared at the TV, as if the TV program was very beautiful.
Lie lying on the bed, unable to sleep tossing and turning, after a long time, she climbed up, sitting on the head of the bed, thinking about his heartbeat, the kind of sound that made her warm and safe, but had no effect. .
When the clock crossed eleven o'clock, she climbed out of bed, decided to go back to the study room to continue working, went to the living room and found that Kangxi was still there.
"why are you still awake?"
"Waiting for you!"
She was stunned, "Huh?"
He opened his arms to her, looking so broad and boundless, as if he could resist all frontiers.
"Come on! You have to persevere in insomnia."
She had to admit that it felt good to have him at this time, but she also had her own requirements.
"I don't want to sit on the thigh!" She felt too shameful about this.
"If you don't sit on your thighs, you won't give it. If you're free, you still pick it!"
皛 皛: "..."
If he is not so funny, I believe it will be better.

At noon on the second day, Zangmiao still stood at the gate of the fierce sunrise, preparing to go to the scene of the third deceased, originally wanted to sneak away, but Kangxi seemed to have expected that when she got up, he was well-dressed, Even the bento was ready, and there was a pot of chilled ebony soup.
In the past two days, she has slept well, woke up three times in the sun, and even lazy in the morning run.
"Are you free?"
He followed her step by step. "Art originates from life and is higher than life. I am experiencing life."
Halfway through, she asked again: "Did you call the property?"
"Yes, I have an appointment with them and come back in the evening. I can pay overtime."
This is an iron heart to be her little tail.
She said that he couldn't get rid of him, but he could only let him follow. The two got in the car and started from the underground garage to the outskirts of S city.
The crime scene of the third deceased was an amusement park that was deserted for more than ten years.
It is said that this theme amusement park named "Wonderland", the developer once claimed to build it into "Asia's largest amusement park", but because the local government and villagers can not reach an agreement on the issue of land prices, the project construction had to be suspended Six years ago, the developer tried to restart the project, but the project could not keep up and had insufficient experience. It only borrowed from the facilities of foreign amusement parks, which made investors not optimistic about the prospects and withdrew their funds, causing the funds to completely break. Had to be barren again.
Because it is a global theme, many famous buildings have been built: the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, the Egyptian Pyramid, the Roman Arena, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, and even the Great Wall. Standing on a high overlook, just like the earth after human extinction, there is A creepy feeling.
The stone road leading to the gate of the amusement park has long been cracked, and some stone slabs have even been stolen. The pits will be potholes, and the water will accumulate in the rain. From prosperity to depression, it stays in solitary place, castle-like gates, huge Squares, steel bars and towers all mark a decay and desolate history.
In fact, there are many abandoned amusement parks like this in the world, and they are the favorite of many ruin photographers. Because of the large area, developers have to put up large wire fences around to prevent outsiders from entering, but obviously useless, completely Can't stop the enthusiastic ruin lovers, they like this feeling of decay.
Because the barren wire has collapsed for too long, the barbed wire has collapsed, the surrounding fog is dense, almost surrounded by wild trees, the facilities have been rusted, stepping into it is like stepping into a foreign land like ghosts and charms, every step is like there is The monster will run out, even a big man like Kangxi will be trembling.
It is said that ghosts are most likely to be derived from the abandoned land. Legend has it that some people saw the statue inside and went mentally ill when they went back. Others said that they photographed the ghost of the little girl. Some people even said that there was a ghost door inside. The rumors spread more and more. No one dared to come close, making it faintly emit a strange aura that the living people can't approach.
He was just like everyone else. He walked all the way with a map, passing a long grass roller coaster, a sightseeing car with only iron shelves, and a broken house with a haunted house. The mossy pirate ship in front of it, that The huge skull looked at this moment, it would definitely scare people out of heart disease.
If Jurassic Park is going to shoot a new work, it can be considered here, even without special effects.
Suddenly, the grass shook not far away, and she hadn't reacted yet. Kangxi was already in front of her, defending her posture.
"It's okay! It should be a little animal that came out for food." She wasn't really afraid.
With a whizz, a little black figure jumped out, a hare, two round eyes gave them a careful look, and then quickly ran into the grass and escaped.
"Look, it's a small animal." She patted his back, "Go!"
He still stood motionless, looked at the probe, and found his face scared.
It turned out he was so timid!
She wanted to laugh a lot, but thought that he was obviously afraid of death, and still stood up to guard, and couldn't laugh anymore, and a warm touch came out.
Seeing him standing still stupid, her warm little hand passed through his palm and held him firmly.
"Let you not come, you have to come, now you know that you are afraid!" She led him like a kindergarten teacher, "Don't cry your nose."
Nose crying, when she took the initiative to hold him, he could not find the north, like a little sheep.
Men show weakness in front of their beloved woman, not cowardly, but erotic.
After walking for another 15 minutes, I saw an area with a yellow cordon, a wood forest. I do n’t know what to do, and there are several forest cabins, some of which are not far away. Garbage attracted many crows.
When the monster came to a tree, the trunk was covered with brown stains. Needless to say, it must be blood, and there were some slight scratches. The east and the west were messy and there was no rule.
She frowned for a moment, then tickled him again.
"What are you doing this time?"
"Sit down against the tree trunk!"
He is definitely the most cooperating partner and obedient to her.
She said to herself: "The third deceased was caught by the murderer's eyelid with a fishing hook and could not close his eyes. Then he used a fishing line to tie the dead naked to the gathering place of crows. The fishing line is thin and firm. It is more difficult to be embedded in the skin, struggling to get covered with blood stains, and unable to close the eyes. After a few days of water and food shortage, the whole body is full of smell and weak, so the crow was pecked away by the crow and pecked to death as a carrion. "
Kangxi shuddered with a tremor, which was tortured to death like the second deceased.
"If you have to ask me what I think, I still say that-I want to swear!"
It ’s already miserable to be tied here, still naked, by the fishing line, and ca n’t even close your eyes, it ’s useless to scream, you can see how painful it was before death.
"Why use such a complicated method, and why not choose the bad end building, but choose here?"
Kangxi replied: "Why else? The murderer is a pervert!"
She was silent, and there was no sound for a long time.
After a long time, she slowly said: "No, she is not perverted, she may just pay for it with teeth!"
－－－－－－ Digression －－－－－－－
The third dead man's death method has appeared, did you think of anything?
The title of the book, I decided: it is called Meng Heimeng ’s wife, and the publication is still the name of Wanglaixilai.
Hey, anyway, everyone just forgets the name "Zhang Wangxilai".