Chen Wei is not a particularly difficult person to work with. Before Luo Binhan led her to the stairs, she had already lowered her head and quickly blended into the crowd. Her keen awareness surprised Luo Binhan, because it was so reasonable, like someone who had had rich and complex life experiences. Real aliens shouldn't know how to do this, not like Jing Huang or Momolo.
When they got off the elevator, Chen Wei asked him: "Was someone following you just now?"
"No, it's not stalking. It's not that exaggerated. It's just that someone was looking at you just now... or maybe it was just a coincidence."
Luo Binhan looked back and saw the young nanny again. Until this moment, he still didn't feel that he knew the other person. He was definitely not the kind of person who could be called out by name in a vast sea of people. Maybe he was just too guilty and took the other party's unconscious look as suspicion. The girl might have happened to see another acquaintance and had nothing to do with Chen Wei.
He still waited for a while to make sure that the girl had not caught up with him, and then he said conclusively: "I was probably wrong."
Chen Wei didn't seem to take it to heart. She asked: "What do you want from me?"
"I heard from Fake that you have an apprentice...and she is now a neighbor of my sister."
There was no surprise or confusion on Chen Wei's face. She admitted frankly: "You mean Anti, right? She is indeed my disciple."
"Her name is Anti." Luo Binhan repeated.
"Well, it's her original name - even so, it's actually just a transliteration. You can't find the corresponding word for her original name."
"Okay. But how come she's living near my sister? Did Falk ask her to go?"
"No, I think it might be... it's Jing Huang. Before I left, I asked Angti to follow his arrangements."
Luo Binhan stared at her. When Chen Wei twitched the corners of his eyes unnaturally and turned his face to the chandelier on the roof, he felt shocked by the contrast in image.
"Really?" he asked calmly.
"Really." Chen Wei replied hastily.
Luo Binhan was speechless now. He didn't think about who arranged Angtie to be with Yu Xiaorong for a moment, but silently marveled at another thing: Who could have thought of it? Who would have thought that an alien like Chen Wei, the eons-old ancestor of the Butterfly Spirit, the interstellar Taibo version of Zhou Yu with magic eyes, could be so bad at lying!
"Is there something on my face?"
"No." Luo Binhan said. He considered whether Chen Wei would become as angry as Jing Huang. She seems to be reasonable, but who can really guarantee it? She was Zhou Yu's ancestor - this incident shocked him at any time.
"Forget it," he said, "It's not important... I came to you to talk about my sister. She's a bit... in trouble. I heard from Fak that you might be able to help me."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Wei had already frowned, as if she knew what he wanted. Luo Binhan cautiously stopped talking, waiting to see how she would react.
"It's better not to talk about this matter outside," Chen Wei said, "Let's go to my residence first, which happens to be not far from here."
"No. 942 Yulang Road?"
"Yes.
Luo Binhan didn't know why she was so guilty. He didn't really want to find out who arranged a new neighbor for his old sister. But Chen Wei seemed to really not want them to talk about this topic anymore. She said hastily: "Let's talk at my place?"
"Yes. Did 0312 tell you? I will settle in this area for the time being."
"Actually, you can stay at my place." Luo Binhan said casually, "If you find it more convenient. Zhou Yu's house also has vacant rooms."
He didn't know why he said that. In fact he began to regret it as soon as he uttered the last word. Chen Wei's presence always made him a little nervous. He felt a strange attraction to her, but it was definitely not due to her beauty. Yes, Zhou Yu sometimes made him feel this way, but there was still something different. He could joke with Zhou Yu, but felt that he would never get along with Chen Wei.
Perhaps, he said to himself in his heart, all this discomfort was entirely caused by himself. He himself has still not accepted the news of Zhou Yu's death, so seeing Chen Wei always makes him uneasy. He looked at her secretly from the corner of his eye and felt that she looked more like Zhou Yu when she wore her hair down. Of course Zhou Yu would tie her hair up sometimes. Has she at least run laps on the playground? There are also sit-ups and jump rope. No one would do this with a waterfall of long hair. But strangely enough, his memory does not recall Zhou Yu who was in physical education class, who participated in the sports meeting, or who was out of breath during the 800-meter long-distance run. If he had ever seen Zhou Yu running in the sun with a ponytail and sweating profusely, he would never forget it.
However, it is easy to imagine Chen Wei doing this. Perhaps it was because he had seen Chen Wei's image before meeting her in person, a promotional photo of a savior. He didn't know what her specific abilities were, but she was a colleague of Upsilon, and that at least proved that she was on par with a giant that was a hundred meters tall and had super powers, or that she was an Asa who wouldn't kill people without reason. Bam. A monster in a woman's skin. Witch. Witch. Goddess—actually what difference does it make?
Before they parted ways in Mencheng, Upsilon once stood on his shoulders in a phantom manner and said to him in a chatty tone: "Mr. Luo, it's better not to be too arrogant. You have to know that you have a good memory. It’s hard for people to survive.”
Luo Binhan was surprised. He asked: "Am I not forgetful enough?"
"Oh, well, I don't know about that either. Anyway, it's up to you to decide which things to remember - let me tell you an interesting thing, Mr. Luo. When I was receiving training as a newbie, The instructors in the tribe warned us to pay attention to our backs during the melee. Even if we think our opponent has fallen, we should not be careless. However, because my mirror light form has the characteristic of diverting energy direction, it is naturally unique in defense. Advantages, so I always can't remember this. No matter how many times the instructor told me, even when I really suffered a loss during the internship, I never took it to heart. Until one day, the person who took care of me before The senior suddenly came to me for training and said that he wanted to try to defeat a soldier who was selected into the guard force. Because he was actually a scholar, I didn’t think he had any chance of winning. As a result, of course, I lost. It fell off. Because he had prepared a counter-deflection light targeting my characteristics from the beginning, and gave it to me from behind when I thought I had won - it was really unseemly for a righteous researcher to conduct a sneak attack! But no matter what Said, I still lost that time. According to the conditions agreed in advance, from then on, every time I saw him, I had to give myself a hammer on the back. It was not a very serious punishment! But from then on From then on, I firmly remembered the principle of watching my back. It can be said that I will never forget it even if I want to."
Luo Binhan responded and praised senior Upsilon's hands-on approach to education, but he still didn't understand how this had anything to do with trying to get into trouble.
"Isn't it weird?" Upsilon said. "Compared to the reprimands I received from the instructors and the injuries I suffered during training, what Safaya taught me was just a small lesson. It was simply It’s not worth mentioning. However, in comparison, I can’t forget about losing to him.”
"Because they are weak scientists." Luo Binhan said soothingly, "A scientist does not have the power like you, so it is natural for them to blow up one or two universes. There is no need to feel hurt about their self-esteem."
"That's not the reason! Oh... Although it can't be said that there is no such factor at all, the main reason is because Safaya is an acquaintance of mine, right? Compared with the soldiers who unfortunately died due to carelessness mentioned by the instructor, losing to Safaya The incident of Faya left a deeper impression on me. This means that true enlightenment does not arise from the heavy history, but from the trivial things around us."
Is Upsilon's claim correct? Or is that just a superficial view limited to a small place? Whenever Luo Binhan thought of this incident, the shadow of the Witch of Destiny swayed in the corner of his mind. Yea is responsible for the fate of her people and sets the course for great things, while her shadow, her sister or daughter, Bam, is in charge of all the small moments. Responsible for the subtle pain of mortals, responsible for those things that ultimately failed to see the spring. Everything that is abandoned, abandoned, and has nothing to do with historical necessity - and all of this shapes the world-destroying Bam. Isn't this also a disaster she realized from her humble beginnings?
Then, he thought of Chen Wei's eyes. He didn't really understand Chen Wei. Even if he warned himself repeatedly in his heart, a voice would still say to him: A pair of eyes like that won't detect any tiny dust.
"We're here." Chen Wei said.
They didn't get very far. Before leaving his apartment, Luo Binhan had already obtained an address from Fake and was told that Chen Wei could be found there in the middle of the night. Therefore, he originally planned to wander around slowly for a while to get familiar with the current place. A slightly different Lihai City. The road name will not change in two and a half years, but the layout of merchants will change very quickly. When he heard the address mentioned by Falk, he thought Chen Wei must be living in a hotel or a student apartment for rent. But when Chen Wei led him to the place, he found that this was not the case at all.
The store door is very narrow, sandwiched between a theme bookstore and a supermarket, with no windows or side doors. If you stand across the street and look here, the signboard, which is made of hollow iron and fixed on thin wooden boards, is blocked by a low but lush street tree.
Luo Binhan stood in front of the store and assessed its poor layout for almost half a minute. He felt that the store was simply destined to fail. It's not even as tempting as the themed bookstore next door that serves coffee and baked goods. But it was indeed open, because he could see customers inside. Of course, he did not forget that this was Chen Wei's hiding place. But does that mean the guests inside are not just ordinary people? Or is this just like Jing Huang living in his home, but a mortal being occasionally favored by Chen Wei? Apart from the plan to go bankrupt, there is no other sign that can tell him the answer. He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should walk in like this.
"Luo Binhan, do you think there's anything wrong with this store's sign?" Chen Wei asked.
She obviously mistook the direction that Luo Binhan was really paying attention to, and instead looked up and down at the two cursive characters - Guns Flowers - carved out on the metal plate.
"The name is quite good." Luo Binhan said, "Does the owner like rock music?"
Chen Wei didn't seem to know what he was talking about. She said in the tone of an old man nostalgic for the past: "I always feel that this name has a theater feel."
Luo Binhan thought that they were obviously not thinking about the same thing.
Chen Wei had already opened the door and invited him in. So Luo Binhan stepped over the threshold like a guest looking for something new, and while approaching the counter in the deep corner, he looked at the furnishings on the walls and shelves. When he saw the general layout of the store, he felt a somewhat ridiculous sense of victory: he found that his understanding of the store name might be correct, at least closer to the store owner's vision than Chen Wei.
The space inside the store is small and unreasonable. After passing through the corridor by the front door, the space on both sides has an extension, which can accommodate four or five wooden round tables. The decoration is mainly made of wood, with a dark brown tone, simple and lacking in personality. On top of this simple tone, tables, corners, and gaps between wooden boards are decorated with bright red roses, which are as eye-catching as candlelight. The blank walls on both sides were hung with strings of undoubtedly imitation metal bullet casings, reflecting a slightly bluish dark yellow color that strangely reminded Luo Binhan of the decorative chili models hanging in some restaurants.
There were already customers at two tables. When Luo Binhan and Chen Wei walked in, the girl in a knitted sweater by the door raised her head and glanced at them absentmindedly, then looked at Chen Wei carefully. But that reaction didn't seem to have any profound meaning, it was just an occasional encounter with a particularly beautiful person on the street. Luo Binhan had noticed this look many times on the road, and it was not just Chen Wei. He also noticed that many people passing by would turn their heads to look at Jing Huang with a stinky face. However, strangely enough, he had never seen anything dramatic happen as a result, as if most people could only see a body that was satisfactory by primate standards, but could not see the swaying and twisted firelight, or the It's those terrible eyes. All people can see is beauty, but it is only a very limited beauty. And beauty, no matter how high it is on a body based on apes, is just more bragging than substance. The beauty that mortals love is the vulgar taste of pursuing functionality and rarity.
Luo Binhan looked away from the roses on the table. These flowers were so delicate that he suspected they were works of origami or fabric art. Fabric art often reminds him of Xie Zhenwan. Of course Xie Zhenwan does not make fabrics, but the clothes she chooses are always exquisite in style and have a classic style in fashion. She actually has good taste in many aspects, which makes Luo Binhan extremely puzzled. Superhuman acumen and terrible stupidity can coexist in one person.
In a corner away from the entrance, another customer sat with his back to them. Since Luo Binhan came in, he has been busy in front of a laptop, writing some kind of document, and has no interest in the new guests. Luo Binhan couldn't accurately judge his age. He could only tell that he was quite tall, with pale skin, a slight hunchback, and messy, curly red hair. It doesn't look like the hair is dyed, maybe it's the natural red hair gene. This is indeed possible, because he is definitely a white man.
In Lihai City, there are neither many nor few foreign tourists. People will not bump into a blond backpacker on the street every day, but if they occasionally meet in the subway car, no one will stare at him. put. At this moment, the red-haired man obviously didn't want anyone to disturb him. The dark black T-shirt he was wearing even had the Chinese character "solemn" printed on the back. It was hard to tell whether the person wearing the T-shirt knew exactly what it meant, but Luo Binhan took it as a serious warning.
He glanced at the man a few more times, noticing the half-eaten sandwiches and fried fish on his table, as well as the lines of foreign letters on the computer document, trying to judge whether this was an alien disguised as a foreigner. . Before he could see any clear signs, Chen Wei had already called him to the counter.
The counter is a very simple long wooden cabinet. The shelves behind it display wine and various cups and plates, two or three decorative porcelain plates with occult symbols painted on them, and a set of eye-catching coffee distillation equipment. However, Luo Binhan didn't know much about coffee. He could never figure out things like French press, siphon pot or ice drip pot.
Chen Wei walked around the counter and took two lowball glasses and a bottle of Crown brand rye whiskey from the shelf. Luo Binhan looked at her from the side and saw that she was as skilled as entering and exiting her own kitchen, and she had no intention of paying. He wasn't sure if he had witnessed a theft, but Chen Wei looked very natural. She seemed a little happy and said to Luo Binhan: "Let's go in and talk."
"Where to enter?"
Chen Wei was holding something in both hands. Luo Binhan intended to go up and help her share some of the burden, but she didn't notice at all. She easily pressed the barrel of a gun with her elbow - of course it was not a real thing, just a decoration protruding from the wall - it turned out to be a door handle made in the shape of a gun muzzle, mounted on a door decorated with roses and The bullet string was cleverly concealed on the sliding door. When the door was pushed open, Luo Binhan saw a small room about ten square meters inside. It's not a private room, but more like a staff lounge, or simply the store owner's bedroom: a folding bed is placed upright against the wall, with a thin folded blanket hanging from the top: there are two small square tables put together on the other side, barely enough Have four people sit around it. There were several books piled messily on the cabinet in the corner. Luo Binhan could only glance at the top one or two, which was enough to make him feel very puzzled: "The One Hundred Most Bizarre Supernatural Events in the World" is quite reasonable. It's a pastime, but would Chen Wei still have time to look through "English Vocabulary Encyclopedia for CET-4"?
"Come in." Chen Wei said. She didn't notice Luo Binhan's gaze at all, but placed the wine and glasses on the table with obvious pleasure. Somehow, Luo Binhan felt that her motives for being happy were not pure. He slowly walked into the house and closed the door behind his back.
"Actually, I'm also thinking about when I should talk to you." Chen Wei said.
"And me?"
"Yes. Because you are Zhou Yu's friend, I think she also hopes that you can know more about her affairs."
Luo Binhan truly believed that this conclusion was still debatable, but he still nodded in agreement on the surface. Chen Wei pulled two folding chairs and sat on the side opposite the door. When she looked at Luo Binhan, the latter walked over involuntarily and sat down on the chair opposite her.
After that, she meditated quietly for a while and said to Luo Binhan: "I'm afraid there are many things you don't understand about Zhou Yu's situation, and I don't know where to start explaining. If you have enough time tonight, , I can try my best to explain to you why she had a conflict with 0206. However, in the final analysis, those are things of the past and have no impact on your future life. Since you are the one who comes to me tonight, we will start with your sister Let’s talk about it.”
