A green bus stopped at the station outside the hospital. People got off and others got on. When no one got on, the bus door slowly closed and started slowly.
Liu Qing's car beeped, and Feng Wuli had already seen it.
There was a Sadako sitting on the roof of his car.
A woman in white clothes with disheveled hair was sitting on the roof of the car, with a carefree posture, swaying her white feet, without shoes, with one hand behind her back and pouting.
He looked up at the night and raised a finger.
It happened that a butterfly landed on her finger.
She looked at the little butterfly and smiled, and when she lowered her head, her eyes met Feng Wuli's.
The smile didn't disappear, it just moved from her face to the face of the boy in front of her.
The woman suddenly became stiff with fear, and the butterflies on her fingers flew away.
After a moment of stiffness, he rolled and climbed on the roof of the car, climbed into the driver's seat from the roof, and huddled in Liu Qing's arms.
Only then did Liu Qing notice that the butterfly that had been following him recently appeared again, this time stopping on his collar.
He smiled and saw Feng Wuli carrying his sister on his back.
"Why did you come here? You're so slow." Liu Xiaoxiao complained, lying on Feng Wuli's back, his legs dangling back and forth.
Liu Qing ignored her, the car door clicked, Feng Wuli opened the back door, and Liu Xiaoxiao got off his back and jumped in with one foot.
Feng Wuli also sat in.
"Brother Qing."
Liu Qing smiled and said, "Fortunately, you are here. There is a game tonight that I cannot get out of, otherwise I would have to do it even later."
"I thought Xiaoxiao finally had your legs broken by you." He laughed.
Liu Qing also laughed: "It doesn't matter if my leg is broken, I can stay at school peacefully this semester."
Liu Xiaoxiao looked confused: "Shouldn't I recuperate at home if my leg is broken?"
Feng Wuli and Liu Qing both chose to ignore her.
"Hey, what are you talking about?" She felt so uncomfortable that no one was paying attention to her.
Feng Wuli glanced at the woman in white who was hugging Liu Qing tightly. She was too afraid to look at him. She buried her head in Liu Qing's arms and kept muttering: "Don't take me to the Yamen, don't take me to the Yamen..."
No one is so cowardly.
Feng Wulili didn't bother to pay attention to her.
The fish-lipped monster.
Liu Qing sent him back to the incense shop and asked about the college entrance examination. After entering the third year of high school, everyone around him was discussing this. Even the uncle next door talked to Feng Wuli about studying and the college entrance examination. He felt that the college entrance examination was as important as reincarnation.
Returning to the incense shop, he went up to the second floor.
With a bang, the shower room door opened, and all the hot steam came out in an instant. Wang Xilou looked at him confusedly with his back to the light.
Probably because Feng Wuli didn't come back. There were only women in the room. She wasn't even wrapped in a bath towel. She just held it in front of her with one hand and her wet hair with the other. The skin on her shoulders was white and smooth. Standing in front of the bathroom with my feet down, there were still water drops running down my thighs and onto my feet.
After being stunned for a second, she looked at the young man in front of her and snickered, "Are you stunned?"
In fact, Wang Xilou was not particularly plump. After all, she was only sixteen or seventeen years old before she died. Her body would not change after death, but the clothes she wore on weekdays were either old-fashioned like an aunt, or mature like an aunt.
Just living together for so many years, situations like this, which may be a bit embarrassing, will definitely happen to you occasionally.
Feng Wuli grabbed her shoulders with a calm expression and pushed her back to the bathroom.
Bangdang, close the door.
Through a door, the other person's voice became unreal.
"Wrap yourself in a towel and come out."
Wang Xilou looked at the closed door, blinked his eyes, smiled after realizing it, and after taking away the bath towel, the scene in the mirror was all white.
But he was wearing underwear underneath.
She scratched her head and looked at herself in the mirror in a daze, looking stupid and not knowing what she was thinking.
"tick"
A drop of water dripped from the faucet, and there was a crisp sound in the narrow shower room, which brought her back from her random thoughts, and then she quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel and pushed out the door.
The TV was on in the living room, and Feng Wuli was playing with a black cat and a red fox, making some noise.
She returned to the room wrapped in a bath towel, put on a pair of gray shorts and a loose white vest, and came out with slippers.
Feng Wuli sat on the sofa and threw a fur ball out. Two arrows rushed out and came back to him.
This kind of game is the little fox's favorite. It keeps wagging its tail, and Feng Wuli occasionally makes some fake moves to trick her. She is tricked into going out, and when she finds out it's not there, she runs back.
"Master Feng Wuli, stop teasing Wanwan!"
It was unclear whether his tone was coquettish or angry.
"Wanwan shouted to me, Dachuxing, King Chen Sheng."
The fox's little head tilted, "Da Chu Xing, King Chen Sheng?"
The wind was happy without reason, and the little fox didn't know what he was happy about. He stared at the ball of wool being thrown out, and subconsciously rushed out again.
Ye Ji was dismissive at first, but when she saw Feng Wuli playing so well with the little fox, she felt a little bit sour. Her little paws stepped on the edge of the sofa, and her eyes automatically followed the yarn ball.
Feng Wuli smiled and invited her to play together.
She snorted, "I don't want to play with Wu Li, it's just that you begged me and I reluctantly agreed to it."
Feng Wuli threw another fur ball, and she rushed faster than anyone else.
"It's me!"
Wang Xilou looked at it in a daze, sitting there wiping his hair, but his hair was too long, and he would definitely not be able to dry it by just wiping it.
"Go get a hair dryer."
Feng Wuli threw the ball out and watched the two little ones running happily.
"The hair dryer seems to be broken. The air it blows out is not hot at all. I will go out and buy a new one tomorrow."
"It didn't take long, did it?"
Feng Wuli got up from the sofa and went to the balcony to get a black hair dryer. He plugged it in behind the sofa. The air blowing out was indeed not hot, so he unplugged the charging cable again.
The little fox came back with a ball of yarn in his mouth. Ye Ji was also meowing. Feng Wuli smiled and squatted down, taking the ball of yarn from her mouth.
"Wanwan, Xiaoye, how about we have some fun?"
As soon as they heard that it was fun, the two little cuties' eyes sparkled with stars, and they looked up eager to try.
Then Feng Wuli walked to the balcony, leaned back, and threw the wool ball out with all his strength, turning into a shooting star and disappearing into the night.
They also agreed.
Two figures rushed out of the door.
Feng Wuli went into the room where the little fox was living, found a screwdriver, and took apart the hair dryer. Once he took it apart, he understood what was going on.
"The heating resistor wire is loose. You must be throwing it around casually. I'll screw it back now."
"I just throw it away? Master has taken care of everything in the house." This person really opened his mouth to throw it away casually.
With a serious look on his face, he looked at a pile of small parts in his hands and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Wang Xilou's wet hair was draped to one side. She was sitting on the sofa with one leg upright, her chin on her knees, her hands on her insteps, and unconsciously grabbing her toes.
Just stared at his busy figure with his head down.
There was only the sound of the TV in the living room. Occasionally, the screwdriver put down by the other party would break the calm, and the sound of the door on the first floor being pushed open and closed could be heard.
It was very cold that winter, and the masked man was so busy in the yard that he couldn't stop. He chopped firewood that filled several rooms for her, saying that it would last for more than a year. He also replaced the old tiles on the roof of the house with new ones. , then sat in the yard, holding a pile of wood and bamboo, and said that he wanted to make several sets of new furniture for her.
Wang Xilou was like this at that time, watching him sitting there and tinkering. She watched him all afternoon, but he didn't notice it all afternoon.
With a click, the electric fan was installed. He stood up and handed it over: "Okay, it should be able to blow hot air now."
"Huh? Oh."
"Take it and blow it."
"Yeah." She took it silently.
