In front of the security checkpoint, Lou Cheng was carrying a 20-inch trolley box, which was filled with the loot he got from shopping with Yan Zheke. There were new clothes for him from head to toe and gifts for Lou Zhisheng, Qi Fang, and the others.
It's so good to have a wife. She's so thoughtful … Lou Cheng looked at Yan Zheke, who still looked tired. He tucked her hair behind her ear and said with a smile,
"I'm going in. Go home quickly. Sleep early tonight. Get some sleep."
Yan Zheke was touched at first, but as she listened, she became embarrassed and angry. She opened her eyes, shook her right arm, and punched Lou Cheng in the abdomen. Her move was smooth, but she didn't use any strength.
"Who's to blame?" She whispered, gritting her teeth. She waved and turned around, pretending to be cool. She walked slowly to Du Yan, who was waiting for her at the elevator.
Lou Cheng held his stomach and stood up straight. He looked at his little fairy's back with a smile and muttered to himself,
"Should I post a question on the forum? My wife is getting less and less shy and more and more violent. What should I do?"
"Well, they'll definitely answer, 'Show off your love, get lost', or 'I entered the wrong post, I'll get lost myself' …"
While thinking, he watched Yan Zheke walk away. When she was about to enter the stairs, Yan Zheke finally couldn't hold back her emotions anymore. She turned around and looked at Lou Cheng, who was still standing there, not moving at all.
Their eyes met. She couldn't help but curse under her breath,
"Idiot …"
Because they wouldn't be apart for too long this time, as they would come again next month, and because they already had experience, the two of them weren't as reluctant to part as before. After looking at each other for more than ten seconds, they waved again, entered the elevator, and went through the security check. They skillfully switched to online dating mode.
Lou Cheng's flight was smooth. The flight took off on time, and there was no bad news in the weather forecast. Smith resisted the urge to wave his fist and celebrate. He rearranged the surveillance reports during this period, threw out a spider thread, and rushed into the director's office. It was as if he was running to freedom.
Thank God, Amen!
…
In a spacious and clean hospital with few patients, a brown-haired middle-aged man with a stiff face and missing an arm looked through the window at the unconscious House in the intensive care unit. He said to the person beside him,
"He's close to brain death …"
"I know," the black-robed man with green eyes answered calmly. It was hard to tell how old he was.
His appearance was ordinary, but he had the temperament of a scholar. There was also an illusory sense of mystery that did not belong to the real world, making people admire him and willing to listen to his every word.
"Lucas, I have a suggestion. Let me take him away. You should know that we have the Artificial Weapons Project. That will allow House to live in another way," the one-armed man said solemnly.
Lucas, who looked like a mysterious scholar, was silent for a moment before he nodded indiscernibly.
"I have no objections."
The one-armed man heaved a sigh of relief and asked, "Haven't you found any useful clues about the Deliveryman?"
"No. 'Psychic' is not omnipotent. In the absence of a direction, even a Great Teacher can't do anything." Lucas replied slowly, "But as long as he appears a few more times, we will definitely be able to catch him. Wherever he goes, there will be traces left behind. The only difference is how many traces there are. Once we accumulate enough traces, things will be simple."
"May God bless you," the one-armed man said out of habit.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate. God would not bless this group of evil spirit cultivators. It was more likely that he would send down holy light to purify them.
Lucas had obviously thought of this as well. He smiled mockingly, took one last look at House in the ICU, and turned to leave.
"Lucas, there's one more thing. You have to complete the dissection as soon as possible and throw out a few people to calm the public opinion." The one-armed man raised his voice and reminded him.
"We're doing it now." Lucas turned around and smiled. "Gore, when this is over, I'll invite you to my private island for a vacation."
"My pleasure." The one-armed man imagined the scene on the island and felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.
…
When Lou Cheng flew to Songcheng, it was the eve of the 11th. The members of the Martial Arts Club would have a three-day holiday. He planned to go back to Xiushan on the 2nd of October to help his parents move and send gifts to each of them. After half a year of drying the new house, they could finally move in.
As soon as he entered the dormitory, Lou Cheng saw Zhao Qiang, Zhang Jingye, and Qiu Zhigao returning from self-study.
"Hey, you're early."
"Hey, you're back?"
Both parties greeted each other in surprise.
At this time, Zhao Qiang smiled a little embarrassedly.
"Cheng, let's have dinner together tonight. It's my treat."
"Your treat? Why? " Lou Cheng sized up the head of the dormitory, Comrade Qiang. He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and combed his hair neatly. Although he looked old, he had a sense of maturity.
As expected of a scholar …
"Cheng, you've been living a simple life. You don't even know the Han Dynasty, let alone the Wei and Jin Dynasties." Cai Zongming came over from the dormitory next door and dropped a line.
After all, he was admitted to Songcheng University with his own ability.
"What's going on?" Lou Cheng was curious.
Qiu Zhigao explained enviously, "Qiang has a girlfriend. He has to treat!"
"Girlfriend? The one from Songcheng Normal University? "Lou Cheng asked.
That was Zhao Qiang's high school classmate.
"Yes." Zhao Qiang nodded happily and shyly.
"Didn't you say that there was an elder who taught you to study more when you're young and not to waste time on love?" Lou Cheng teased him with amusement.
"People still have to consider the course of history in this life …" Zhao Qiang sighed with satisfaction.
"Speak human language!" Lou Cheng interrupted his explanation.
Zhao Qiang scratched his head helplessly. "I just can't help it. I like her. What can I do?"
"I think you're pretty good at taking action." Lou Cheng praised from the bottom of his heart.
"It's okay. It's mainly because she likes me too." Zhao Qiang beamed with joy.
Classmate Little Ming said disdainfully, "They talk every day. You go to my school and I go to yours on weekends. They'll either be lovers or enemies. Friendship between classmates? Who are you kidding? Didn't I say before that Qiang will be, be, be … "
He made a gesture of holding his hand in the palm of his hand.
Zhao Qiang could only smile awkwardly.
After a burst of laughter, Lou Cheng asked casually, "Where are we going for dinner tonight?"
"Let's go to Songcheng Normal University. They're on the old campus. There's a street full of delicious food next to them," Zhao Qiang suggested.
Songcheng Normal University was originally called Songcheng Normal University. Later, because of a dog called Chow Chow, people automatically changed it.
"The old campus of Songcheng Normal University is a bit far …" Cai Zongming said hesitantly.
"Hey, Casanova, that's not like you." Lou Cheng was stunned and joked.
"Why not?" Cai Zongming glanced at his best friend.
"If it were you in the past, you would definitely say that Songcheng Normal University is a good place. There are so many beautiful women. As a married man, although you won't fool around, you can feast your eyes and be happy. How could you say it's far away?" Lou Cheng mocked "Talker" without holding back.
Cai Zongming was stunned for a moment, then sighed deeply.
"Things are different now … Look, I have special training in the morning and homework in the afternoon and at night. I'm not like you, who have the protection of the academy and school, so I'm not afraid of exams. The rest of my time is only enough to chat with my Fang Yuan. I have to make use of every opportunity to play games. How can I be in the mood to look at beautiful women? My current state is the standard of a dead heart, dumbfounded …"
"Haha, I'm happy to hear you say that!" Lou Cheng patted Little Ming's shoulder.
Cai Zongming curled his lips and said, "I was going to advise you not to live like a monk when your girlfriend isn't around. How good would it be to be a little more sunny? But now I understand that it's so f * cking tiring! How can I be in the mood and energy … "
After a short rest, the five of them set off. On the way, they talked about how they started. Zhao Qiang was a natural success, and both of them had a good impression of each other at about the same time. Zhang Jingye was the one who chased after girls. During that time, he was often invited by Wu Qian to go on a trip. As for the Casanova, time revealed a person's heart. After understanding his feelings, it didn't take much effort for him to be together with Fang Yuan.
"It seems that I'm the only one who really got her …" Lou Cheng sighed with emotion.
As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered Yan Zheke who was far away in America.
When they parted just now, he already missed her.
Forty minutes later, they arrived at the north gate of Songcheng Normal University and met Zhao Qiang's old classmate and current girlfriend, Wang Xi. She was about 1.6 meters tall with fair skin.
"You know my roommates, Lou Cheng. He has to wear glasses when he goes out now. Otherwise, he'll block the traffic." Zhao Qiang introduced his roommates to his girlfriend.
"Hello, there are two girls in our dorm who are your fans." Wang Xi greeted politely.
"I can only say thank you." Lou Cheng replied with a smile.
"Cai Zongming, I've told you before, 'Talker', the guy who only has one mouth left. Zhang Jingye, 'Model Worker', and Old Qiu, the only single dog left in our small dormitory. You have to introduce them to him." Zhao Qiang proudly said one by one.
While chatting casually, they entered the food street near the north gate and found a famous barbecue restaurant.
While waiting, Lou Cheng talked about the local customs of America. Everyone listened with great interest. They were interested in the social phenomenon of "superheroes".
At this moment, his phone suddenly rang. It was an unknown number.
Who is it? Lou Cheng suspected that it was a scam or a sales call, but he still chose to answer in case he missed something important.
As soon as the call connected, a magnetic voice came from the other side,
"Lou Cheng?"
"Yes, you are?" Lou Cheng asked in confusion.
The other side didn't hesitate and answered naturally,
"I'm Chen Qitao."
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