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"Boss, dinner is ready."
Yingying pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.
The old Taoist left suddenly, and most people in the bookstore didn't know what happened.
In fact, let alone them, even Boss Zhou, the person involved, is not very clear.
It's just that half of the face is not sister Lin after all, and Boss Zhou is not brother Bao.
Stimulated, people were taken away by old Taoists,
Um,
Just take it away.
Boss Zhou didn't have much interest in saying that he wanted to chase after him to comfort them,
after all,
at the moment,
He is the baby who needs to be comforted the most.
"Okay, I'll go down."
After all, it was a mourning banquet prepared for him by the whole bookstore, and it was indeed inappropriate not to eat it, and he was indeed a little hungry.
went downstairs,
Everyone has already sat around the round table, but the first place is still vacant.
There was no such a solemn mourning and farewell atmosphere. Under the leadership of lawyer An, everyone talked enthusiastically, deliberately creating a seemingly normal atmosphere.
Even Qing, who has social phobia, is trying to tell some jokes that are not funny at all, and his face is flushed;
Little Lolita was very excited to show off the new jewelry that the little boy brought back from Sanya and gave to herself, pretending to be a vulgar philistine;
Alas, it's really embarrassing for these aunts.
At this juncture, it is not good for you to mourn too much, after all, the boss is still sitting here and alive;
But it is not appropriate for you to actively cheer up.
This feeling, to everyone in the bookstore, seems to be parents, looking at their own children who are about to go to the college entrance examination room.
? If there are too many instructions, I am afraid that the child will be nervous;
Too much relief, afraid of the opposite effect.
"Have a meal."
Zhou Ze picked up the chopsticks, said a word, then picked up a piece of sea cucumber and put it in his mouth.
This dish of fried sea cucumber with scallion shows the pinnacle of Xu Qinglang's culinary skills,
Both in terms of taste and texture, it is perfect.
"Eat, eat, eat, everyone."
"Yes, yes, everyone, raise your chopsticks."
Zhou Ze served the dishes, ate half a bowl of rice, and drank another bowl of soup.
After finishing eating, he put down his chopsticks, got up, went to the sofa and lay down.
Yingying brought a cup of tea.
In fact, just after eating, whether you lie down or drink tea, it is not in line with the way of health preservation, and it is a kind of pressure on the stomach.
Everyone understands the truth, but most people still choose to live more comfortably in their limited lives.
Not to mention,
Boss Zhou also habitually smoked an after-dinner cigarette.
At the round table, everyone is still eating. After all, sitting at the table, you can still say "smash it", at least you have something to do, and the food is really delicious.
If you get off the dinner table and sit there face to face with the boss, you will be restrained and don't know what to say.
After half a cup of tea and a cigarette, Zhou Ze subconsciously wanted to call Yingying to come over and pour him another cup of coffee.
There is quite a feeling that while I am still here, one more extravagant enjoyment is one mouthful.
only,
Just about to sit up,
However, his eyes fell on the streetlights on South Street outside the bookstore,
In the yellow streetlights,
reflected,
The shadow of a sword.
This made Boss Zhou lose all interest.
Perhaps, there may be people who were not killed by Xuanyuanjian, but forced to commit suicide by Xuanyuanjian in this way.
In the face of this almost irresistible disaster,
No matter how tall a person stands, he is no different from ordinary people.
It's all about one sword.
Therefore, sometimes some psychological advantages and experience are actually useless.
Zhou Ze simply got up, pushed open the door of the bookstore, and walked out.
The room was too stuffy, he wanted to go for a walk.
Lawyer An was about to get up and follow, but after seeing that Yingying had followed her out with an umbrella, Lawyer An hesitated and sat down anyway.
After the boss left the bookstore,
The dinner table was livelynbsp; Not only in this heavy rainy day, even if you swim 20,000 miles under the sea, you can still stay dry from top to bottom.
Possibly on this day, at this time, Boss Zhou is indeed not the only one who wants to get in the rain and let himself be quiet.
When the two were ten meters away, Zhou Ze spoke:
"came back?"
The old man nodded:
"came back."
Immediately afterwards,
The old Taoist said again:
"Leaving?"
Zhou Ze nodded,
"Let's go."
During the exchange, neither side stopped.
Meet, intersect, and miss each other again.
Lao Dao wants to go back to the bookstore to continue looking at his paintings,
Boss Zhou wants to continue his wandering.
Until the distance between the two has been stretched to the point where they can't see each other's backs in this rainy night,
The old man stopped in his tracks.
He saw a woman holding a red umbrella walking towards him through the rain curtain in front of him.
The umbrella is red, but the skirt on the woman's body is white.
White high heels, fair skin,
reveals a kind of innocence and beauty that belongs to girls.
The reason why the Taoist stopped was not to appreciate the beauty.
Although the taste of the last mansion is not as heavy as that of the real old man, he has already left the level of low taste.
Lawyer An, who was not the king of equality in the early days, once teased that the last generation of people reckoned that he didn't like women and liked monkeys.
This level of appreciation of beauty not only breaks away from the shackles of age, but also breaks the barriers of species;
Even, I can't even say that I like male monkeys, which shatters the gender gap even more.
Of course, today's Equality Wang An will never say these words again. He will kill anyone who dares to say it, and fight for the honor of the Lord Fujun!
The woman with the umbrella walked up to the old Taoist,
The old Taoist suddenly said:
"If you don't come out, you can still live. Once you come out, you will only have half a breath left."
The girl smiled slightly and said:
"Anyway, after him, it will be my turn."
The old man nodded, and seemed to think that what the other party said made sense, but after all, men like to show themselves to women, just like male orangutans like to beat their chests when courting.
"Your father's sword doesn't seem to be sharp enough to kill me."
The girl raised her jaw slightly,
road:
"Why do I feel that you are dead?"
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