Thriller Paradise Chapter 382: Get together

"So...where do you go next?" Feng Bujue said, "It's rare for two people to come out to play. It's the May Day holiday. It would be a bit too much if you go to the movies..."

"Go to your house. m.." Siyu interrupted in her usual cold tone.

"You...this...I..." Brother Jue, who is quick-thinking and able to speak, can't even say a complete sentence at this moment.

"You think too much." Sui Yu continued.

"Well..." Feng Bujue said.

How did the two understand each other's meaning... I'm afraid only they know it.

"Oh, wait a minute." Feng Bujue said, taking his phone out of his pocket and pressing a speed dial number.

After ten seconds, the other party picked up, and a small sighed voice came out: "Hello? Brother Jue? What's the matter?"

"Oh, it's okay. I would like to invite you and the girl next to you to come out from behind the green belt and come to my house to sit and sit together."

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Five minutes later, the four of them were seated in Xiaotan's car.

Xiao Tan and Bei Ling are sitting in the front row, while Jue Ge and Si Yu are in the back row, and the two behind are far apart from each other... They hold their cheeks with one hand in an almost symmetrical posture, looking at each side. The scenery outside the window.

"You must have been reckless, that's why it was discovered." Sad Ling was still complaining.

Little sigh replied: "Don't make trouble while I am driving, oh... don't forget to wear your seat belt."

At this moment, they both have taken off their sunglasses and hat, and the expressions on their faces are a bit embarrassing.

"I don't blame him." Feng Bujue said from the back seat, "My anti-tracking ability has been systematically trained. Both theoretical knowledge and practical experience are beyond your reach, even the local police... "

"Hey! Don't just say things like that!" Xiao sighed and interrupted.

"Ah~Forget it, in fact, that's fine. The four of us are hard to get together." said Bei Ling, "Besides this kind of national holiday, there are people everywhere in public places. It is indeed a good idea to go to the leader's house. Choose."

"Well, that's right,'The house of an otaku who lives alone is a place where a movie theater, a board game room, a cafe, and a restaurant are all in one.'" Xiyu said in a retelling tone.

"This is mine..." As soon as Feng Bujue heard it, he remembered that this was the original sentence he once wrote in the novel.

"You wrote it in the short story "There are Eyes in Another Building" three years ago." Siyu continued.

"If I write you just believe..." Feng Bujue said.

"Of course I don't believe what you have written. I just use what you have written to speculate how many of them are related to your real life state." Sai Yu said.

"If we don't exchange surnames...I can already call the police." Feng Bujue squinted at the rain road beside him.

"I'm just speculating, and there is no investigation of the actual surname." Saiyu said, "I never thought...I would meet you in Thriller Paradise."

"This is called fate." Xiao Tan interjected in the driver's seat without looking back.

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About half an hour later, everyone came to Jue's house. Came to this place that integrates a cinema, board game room, cafe, and restaurant...

"Ah~There is a feeling of zero-dollar enrollment at once..." Without seeing the outside world, Mei Ling jumped onto Jue Brother's sofa and stretched lazily.

"Why, Arthas, today is also a defiant look." Xiao Tan found the tabby cat lying in the corner of the house and squatted in front of him.

"Eh eh? Does the leader have a cat?" Mi Ling jumped up from the sofa again, ran over, and sat down next to Xiao sigh, "Uh...this cat's eyes are so stinky... "

"The look is very similar to the owner..." Siyu also leaned over.

Assas was watched by three strangers, still doing his own way, as if nothing had happened. It crawled on the ground with a standard cat, glanced at everyone, then turned its head away and yawned.

"You guys really don't treat yourself as outsiders..." Feng Bujue walked at the end, closing the door as he said.

"Huh? Captain, do you have any toys to make cats?" Wei Ling asked.

"I bought some on the day I picked it up, but I didn't use it once. This guy never scratches or bites anything; he doesn't respond to cat sticks, yarn balls, etc..." Feng Bujue replied, "So I returned all the cat toys after a few days."

"So...it's pretty good?" said sadly.

"Except for burying **** mines in a planned surname, and ignoring me all kinds of things..." Feng Bujue said, "Speaking of...what is the purpose of asking such an uncle to come back and wait for you? ……"

"Because of sex." Siyu left the cat and walked into the kitchen, "What do you want to drink?"

"Hey! This is the question the master should ask!" Feng Bujue shouted.

"Hot water." "Whatever." Bei Ling and Xiao Tan replied separately.

"Huh? Why is it hot...puff..." Xiao Tan was just about to ask a question, but was beaten again.

"I can already imagine your married life." Feng Bujue said coldly.

At this moment, standing next to the refrigerator like rain, his expression slightly changed, his eyebrows frowned, and he turned his head and said to brother: "Why...your refrigerator...There will be **..."

Feng Bujue was not embarrassed at all, and replied in a very pretentious tone: "Ah... once through the ice, the warm one can't be worn back..."

"So the reason is that it is comfortable to wear..." Xiyu said in a deep voice, her cheeks rarely flew with two blushes, and then her eyes returned to the refrigerator, "and are all flat angles... …"

"Hey, hey... what's going on with this strong sense of violation? The male and female surnames are reversed... Generally speaking, I should be deliberate to spy on your ** color is normal..." Feng Bu Jue said.

"Where is it normal..." Xiao Tan said on the sidelines, "The difference between the two is just the degree of sex..."

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This afternoon, the four of them talked happily and had a lot of fun. This floor has good sound insulation. Feng Bujue lives on the top floor. It doesn't matter how loud you are when playing board games, as long as you don't stom on the floor.

Brother Jue’s home does have the functions of various entertainment facilities. In addition to those mentioned by the rain, Feng Bujue’s collection of game consoles also spans various platforms, and there are plenty of cassettes... in his home, you can play Various mainstream models from the 1990s to the 1950s.

After five o'clock, when Feng Bujue was alone in the kitchen doing middle two cooking, the other three watched the "I'm a Writer" video by Brother Jue again. Although that episode has been broadcast on TV, and Niyu has been secretly recorded, but she still watched this version seriously...

The dinner afterwards was naturally very rich, and Feng Bujue's cooking skills made the two girls ashamed. Of course, his various words and deeds when cooking are even more embarrassing.

After dinner, everyone didn’t mean to leave the group. So, at the suggestion of Mi Ling, they started to sing K in Jue Ge’s rather luxurious home theater... But almost all Xiao Tan and Mi Ling were singing. . These two rich second generations are also considered handsome men and beautiful women, and their voice conditions are not bad. To be fair, if they go to a draft contest or something, they can properly enter the top 20.

Feng Bujue’s interest today is really high, and he also sang a song "There is No Reason for Love", "In fact, a person’s life is not too bad, occasionally there is a little sadness, I don’t think other people will see it. Coming out, even if loneliness will hurt me, I will try to make myself think..." In every sense, he seemed to be responding to the previous Yuyu sentence-"Because of it."

By nine o'clock in the evening~IndoMTL.com~ The three still-satisfied talents bid farewell and left, and Xiao Tan took on the heavy task of sending the two ladies home.

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Sent away my friends, and in the empty room, only Feng Bujue was left.

There is still a pile of greasy dishes to deal with in the sink, and Ass’s cat litter should also be replaced. When Xiyu "checked" his computer just now, she deleted a lot of valuable video files. To be restored...

But Feng Bujue just sat on the sofa, turned off all the lights in the room, and silently closed his eyes.

He seems to want to bring this memory into his thought hall, encapsulate it in an exquisite box, put a happy label, and keep it forever.

Feng Bujue is a pessimist, and he also thought about it... Maybe someday, the shadow in his mind will not only take away his fear, but also take away his wisdom, and even take away his life.

If that day really comes, at least...he can still reminisce and wander in the palace of his thinking in the last period of time. (To be continued.)