MTL - Guardian (Bu Hui Xia Qi)-Chapter 82 Little dwarf

At dinner time, Zhang Qian moved half-dead from the basically completed entertainment city and looked around blankly.

"Li Gong, how about the company to pick up my car?"

The bald and slightly fat middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and looked at it, beckoned to call the assistant, passed the drawing in his hand, and returned without looking back, "It is estimated that it has not arrived yet, I am in a hurry to change the drawing, first Go, call me if you have questions. "

Zhang Qian nodded and waved at him, "OK, see you tomorrow."

Li Gong left with his assistant.

A van stopped in front of him, the window of the driver's seat lowered, revealing a tanned face, "Mr. Zhang didn't drive over? Would you like to take you for a ride?"

"Manager Sun, you haven't left yet." Zhang Qian smiled at him, glanced at his car's full appearance, and replied, "No, the company will pick up my car in just a moment. You go first. This time is a hard time. You guys, invite you to dinner on the weekend. "

"Then thank Mr. Zhang first." Manager Sun waved at him, raised the window, and drove away.

Ten minutes later, the staff who came for acceptance basically walked clean.

Zhang Qian touched his hungry belly and broke his face.

Why hasn't the car come yet ...

The entertainment city was basically completed a while ago, and the workers were scattered. After bidding farewell to the last building inspector who came with him, Zhang Qian sadly found that this to-be-completed yet unused, a bit remote, large and empty entertainment city that seemed even more scary at night ... … Only he was left alive.

After the sun went down, the temperature gradually dropped.

He turned around, and behind him was the reception building to celebrate the completion of the entertainment city. On his side, there was a mobile board room that could not be demolished. Looking far away, the small hills that looked beautiful during the day turned into a dark mass, like a Be prepared to pounce on monsters that are eaten away.

"Mum ..."

"Ah ah ah--"

Zhang Qian was frightened by the sudden strange noise and hurried a few steps. After standing and taking a few deep breaths, he turned around in shock. The building is still that building, the board room is still the board room, and the mountain is still the mountain, which is no different from before.

He lowered his head, patted his chest, and his forehead began to sweat coldly: "Don't scare yourself, don't scare yourself. There are no ghosts in this world, no ghosts ..."

The last light of the day disappeared into the sky, and the night wind rose.

"Mumbling--"

"Ahhhh! There are ghosts!" He couldn't calm down anymore, screaming and rushing towards the road further away, as if a ghost behind him was killing him.

After running a few hundred meters, he accidentally tripped over a stone on the road. Let's slap it, and fell face down on the ground.

"His—it hurts ..." He wriggled a few times, and covered his nose to get up, tears. "Why am I so unlucky ... Why hasn't the car come yet ..."

The IQ, who was scared back, finally returned a bit. He looked around, pulled the bag aside, pulled out his mobile phone, pressed ...

The tears that burst from the pain fell on the screen of the mobile phone. He sniffed his nose, raised his hand, touched it, and took a look, and it was red—the nosebleed fell.

"Gurulu—"

The weird sound started again, and he shook his body, crawling up and staring, "I, I, I, I'm not afraid! There is no ghost in this world, I, I, I ... my manly husband, wouldn't I be afraid of these pediatric things, I Not afraid! Well, not afraid! "

Hula la, a blast of evil wind passed, and the light suddenly lit in the distance, he shrank his pupils and shrank, lowered his head to pick up the falling bag, drew his legs and ran, "Mom, there are ghosts, what do you choose? Breaking the ground to build an entertainment city, there are ghosts whine ... "

Gongsun Wen, who had just finished his day's work, looked at the unknown person running ahead on the road, frowned, increased the throttle, and caught up.

"Who the **** are you doing here, stop!"

Zhang Qian was frightened by the sudden drinking almost behind him, panicked, and then stopped abruptly, and frowned.

A nose-bleeding face that appeared extraordinarily shaky under the light appeared in front of him. Gongsun Wen stepped on the brake intuitively, looking back at the person standing beside the road with a stare, his eyebrows jumping, and he opened the door and got out.

Zhang Qian looked at the man who stepped off the car, his eyes stopped on his neat and clean Jingfu, sucking his nose, as if to find his mother's child, "Woohoo ..."

Gongsun Wen's footsteps stopped, his brows frowned even more, "Woohoo?"

"Well ..."

"Huh?"

"I……"

"What? Don't pretend to be a ghost, who are you? What are you doing here? This blood-stained guy has committed a crime?"

"Mumbling--"

The weird sound is rising again.

Zhang Qian's pupils shrank and swallowed as soon as it reached the throat. He threw away the tightly pulled bag and looked at his gongsun Wen with a suspicion of fluttering, sticking his hands and feet to him, his voice trembling, " Comrade Jingcha saves life, there is a ghost! It's here, it's here! "

Gongsun Wen instinctively raised his hand to pinch his back neck, realized that it was not the enemy that came over before he started, and he was busy unloading the strength of his hand, and turned to pull, "What are you doing? Come down, what a ghost is not, come down!" "

"I don't!" Zhang Qian stuck to him more firmly, shaking and shaking, "Did you hear that? That grunting noise! ​​It has been following me! It wants to eat me!" So, that grunt The voice really rang again.

Zhang Qian tightened his arms tighter.

Gongsun Wen's forehead was blue, and he tore him down, "Give me down!"

"I do not!"

"Come down!"

"You are the people's umbrella! Citizens are in trouble, you need to help me!"

Gongsun Wen took a deep breath and raised his hands around his neck. He twisted him down and said, "It's a weird sound! That's your belly calling! Doesn't it follow you, follow me!"

"Mum ..."

Zhang Qian was stunned by him, looked down at his stomach, and looked up to see the angry man in front of him and the nosebleeds on his clothes, his lips moved, his ears gradually turned red, his head bowed, and he twisted Twisted, "You hurt me?"

"What?" Gongsun Wen's patience was about to run out.

"Neck ..." Zhang Qian whispered, glanced up at him, and lowered quickly, "I remember you."

Gongsun Wen had the urge to suffocate the little dwarf in front of his eyes. "Can you say something normal? There is something wrong with your brain?"

"Chicken legs."

"Damn, what are you talking about?"

"You tried me and gave me chicken drumsticks."

Gongsun Wen's anger rushed away and frowned. He has tried it himself, and has eaten chicken legs in his bowl ... He let go of his hand and looked up and down at the person with a dreadful head in front of his eyes, hugging his chest, "Head up."

Zhang Qian looked up at him pitifully.

Nose is red, nosebleeds, clothes and pants are dirty, hair is messy ... Although the image is bad, if you look closely, this looks ...

Gongsun Wen squinted, "It's you."

Zhang Qian's eyes brightened and he grinned, "Have you remembered? Coincidentally, how did you show up here, that, we can meet all fate, can you take me back to the city?"

Gongsun Wen raised an eyebrow. "Of course."

"I know you're a good guy! Let's go!" Zhang Qian's expression quickly turned bright, and he took a few steps to pick up the bag he threw out, smiled at Gongsun Wen, and walked towards the car parked in front.

Gongsun Wen looked at him and dialed the button on Jingfu without stopping him from getting on the bus.

After returning to the city, Gongsun Wen drove the car directly to Jingju.

Zhang Qian wondered, "Are you still off work?"

"Get off."

"What are you doing here?"

Gongsun Wen got out of the car, pulled him out of the car, hooked his lips, "Of course I will take you to eat chicken legs."

Zhang Qian became more and more glad when he heard the words, "You are such a good person, I am really hungry."

"Of course I'm a good person." Gongsun Wen grabbed his wrist, then quickly tightened and buckled, "but you are not necessarily a good person."

Zhang Qian was stupid, struggling, "What do you mean? What are you doing to catch me?"

"Sneakyly appeared on that kind of remote section and said you didn't do bad things, who believes? Go, follow me!"

"What? No, I'm not a bad guy! You let go!"

The struggle was invalid, and Zhang Qian was twisted into the interrogation room.

"Say, what are you there?"

"Are there any tissues?"

"Sneaky, what a shame to see my car still running?"

"It's beginning to bleed again."

"Let you run away last time, I see how you slipped this time!"

"I have a neckache, and it was you who carried it."

"How did you get the blood on your face? And the ones on your hands, did you kill or rob?"

"I'm hungry."

Gongsun Wen took a deep breath and glared at him, "Cooperate with me! Shameless!"

Zhang Qian looked up at him, and raised his neck, and he scolded, "You're wronged me! You lied to me! It's not just eating you a chicken leg, how can you be so stingy! How long ago, how can you remember this?

Gongsun Wen got a headache from him.

"Are there any tissues? Nose bleeding really comes out ..."

"..."

After struggling with the paper towel for a quarter of an hour, Zhang Qian won. He got the paper towel and was allowed to use the phone.

Dial Liang Zhou, shut down.

Gongsun Wen Lengheng.

Zhang Qian took the receiver and turned, facing his back, and dialed Ling Chun's phone.

... is hung up.

Gongsun Wen sneered.

Zhang Qian froze, stuffed the tissue in Sai's nostrils, and called Zhao Zhi.

Zhao Zhi's wife picked it up and said Zhao Zhi was taking a bath.

Gongsun Wen began to impatiently knock on the table.

Zhang Qian looked back at him, thought about it, and dialed Guan Bowen's phone.

The assistant answered, saying that Guan Bowen was in the hot spring, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Gongsun Wen stared at Zhang Qian's slowly broken shoulder and frowned, suddenly feeling a bit pitiful, "Hey, you ..."

"I'll hit another one!" Zhang Qian quickly looked back at him and said hurriedly: "Just one, I really didn't do bad things. I have a well-paid job. I'm not a robber, I won't kill anyone. of."

"Hurry up!" Gongsun Wen saw his careful appearance, and suddenly became annoyed, "Don't waste time."

Zhang Qian quickly turned back, flipped through the rest of the numbers in her mind, and chose He Long's.

The call was quickly connected, and He Long's steady voice came over.

Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and he briefly talked about the situation on his own side. After listening, He Long expressed his understanding and let him stay honest, so he came to pick him up.

Gongsun Wen stared at the corner of his mouth, his mood became worse, "So happy? You have a good relationship with him?"

"This is my good brother!" Zhang Qian answered happily, put down the phone, "I said that I am not a bad person, you are not convinced, you will be complained about doing this, don't do it in the future."

"Just you talk a lot." Gongsun Wen Leng hummed, opened the door and went out.

He Long came quickly, everything was misunderstood, Zhang Qian could go straight away.

Gongsun Wen came in with a bag, stopped the two who were going to leave, and handed the bag to Zhang Qian, "Take it, don't be so sneaky next time."

He Long froze, "You brought my friend for no reason, and I reserve the right to investigate your legal responsibility."

"Whatever." Gongsun Wen didn't even look at him, stuffed Zhang Qian's arms into his arms, and turned away.

The watchkeeper Jingjing who sent the two of them out of the house smiled awkwardly and explained, "Well, my colleague is more anxious. I'm sorry to cause trouble for you. It ’s definitely not the next time."

He Long frowned, saying nothing.

The bag in his hand was hot, and a fascinating scent came out. Zhang Qian looked down and pulled open the bag, stunned, looked at the direction Gongsun Wen left, touched his nose, and pulled He Long, "Forget it, both It's a misunderstanding, let's go. "

Gongsun Wen felt a little irritable. After returning home to take a shower, he stared at the changed clothes, feeling that the blood on it was inexplicably unpleasant-just like the boy felt.

He was small, courageous, and his face looked small, so he had a loud voice ... annoying.

He threw himself onto the bed, unconsciously going through the night, took the pillow to cover his ears, and frowned and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

bother.

A few days later, jingju.

Gongsun Wen threw the document in front of Zhang Qian and hugged his chest. "It's you again, it's been a few days. Say, what have you done this time?"

Zhang Qian bowed her head, guilty, "The company has a dinner today."

Gongsun Wen raised an eyebrow. "Then?"

"Drink some wine ..."

"Drunk driving?"

Zhang Qian shook her head, "No."

"what is that?"

"fight……"

Gongsun Wen's eyebrows jumped, and he looked up and down, seeing that he was not hurt, and he felt a sigh of relief, and then realized that his abnormal thoughts were even more irritable. "

Zhang Qian quickly looked up and glared at him, "You're small! Your whole family is small!"

Gongsun Wen stood up silently and looked down at him condescendingly.

Zhang Qian froze and lowered her head in indignation. "I heard that people who grow tall are prone to hypoxia and silly."

Gongsun Wen pulled out a stool and sat down opposite him. The sitting posture of Dang Erlang was not in line with his identity as a public servant of the people. He said slowly, "To be honest, you still have to confess the sentence by torture, choose your own."

"I'm hungry."

Gongsun Wen's action of turning the file was a pause.

"No energy to speak."

Gongsun Wen covered the file, his mouth was tilted, and then he lowered his face and knocked on the table. "Itchy skin? Want to be beaten?"

"Then you are so embarrassed." Zhang Qian will go uncoordinated to the end, snarling his neck, "I'm hungry anyway."

Gongsun Wenyi looked at him, "How hungry?"

"Hungry!" Zhang Qian answered with anger.

Gongsun Wen nodded, got up and left the interrogation room.

Zhang Qian stared. why did you leave? Not fighting with your own wisdom?

Five minutes later, Gongsun Wen came back with a bag-familiar packaging, familiar taste.

Zhang Qian began to drool.

Gongsun Wen put the bag on the table, took out the lunch box inside, opened it, and took off the chopsticks. "It happened that I was also hungry. I'll eat a meal first, and then I will go to trial."

"You, you show me what you eat?" Zhang Qian was shocked by his stinginess.

"You can choose to close your eyes and not look."

Zhang Qian stared at him in disbelief, "What about your humanity?"

"have eaten."

"... You don't picky eaters."

"You are not honest."

"..."

When the meal is finished, the other people fighting are finished. The thing was very simple. The guests at both tables drank too much, and one of them hit the other. They broke up without a word. Zhang Qian was the one who invited the guests, so he was brought back together.

Before leaving, Zhang Qian looked like a bulge.

Gongsun Wen lowered the corner of his upturned mouth, took out another bag, walked into his arms, and whispered, "Don't drink on an empty stomach, it will cause stomach pain." After turning, he walked away.

Zhang Qian looked at the bag stupidly, and then looked back at him, his anger was reduced, he gave a cold hum and left.

Half a month later, Zhang Qian came to Jingju again, and this time he was no longer the one who committed the crime.

Gongsun Wen sat down opposite him, frowning at him, "robbed?"

"No, it just helped the thief." Zhang Qian said vaguely, touching his swollen face.

Gongsun Wen saw his hair a little irritated, pulled up his hair, and stood up, "Frankly."

Zhang Qian glanced at him, and lowered his head, "So fierce ..."

Gongsun Wen stopped opening the door, looked back at him, and stepped out.

A quarter of an hour later, Gongsun Wen came in with a medicine box and a lunch box.

"Eat." He pushed the lunch box over.

Zhang Qian grinned and smiled, "Chicken legs?"

"White porridge."

"... Oh." Zhang Qian's mouth opened quickly and closed.

"Finished me." Gongsun Wen poked his forehead, opened the medicine box, "No picky eaters, head up."

Zhang Qian cooperated with looking up.

The two eyes met, and Gongsun Wen took the lead to look away, flipped his forehead, "close his eyes."

Zhang Qian reluctantly closed his eyes and hummed, "Little stingy."

"To shut up."

"Little stingy."

"The porridge is gone."

"Little stingy."

Gongsun Wen's action of applying medicine was heavy.

Zhang Qian took a breath and finally became honest.

When leaving, Zhang Qian said thank you. Gongsun Wen didn't hold back. He raised his hand and raised his head, his voice with a smile, "Little dwarf."

Zhang Qian returned with old fist.

Gongsun Wenli fell away, turned around, waved his hand, and left.

One month passed, two months passed, and three months passed.

Zhang Qian didn't visit jingju again. Gongsun Wen's temper became bigger and bigger. On a certain autumn night, he drove the car downstairs to the glory of glory after work, staring at people who came in and out, a little irritable.

The familiar figure came out of the door and looked sloppy.

He got out of the car, leaned on it, grabbed his arm as he passed, and pulled him into the car.

Zhang Qian was startled, "Who? Ah, it's you, why are you here? There's a case?"

Gongsun Wen shoved him into his seat, closed the door, and then sat around in the driver's seat to start the car. "Fasten your seat belts, and my name is Gongsun Wen."

"what?"

"Gongsunwen." He tilted his head, glancing at the little unpleasant little man next to him, his mouth cocked. "Such a small guy, how about taking you to practice?"

Zhang Qian looked confused, "Ha?"

Half an hour later, a senior gym.

"Here, wear my training clothes first, buy you a new one tomorrow, warm up first, then jog for half an hour, ok?"

Zhang Qian was holding a training suit, stupid, "No, jingguan, you ..."

"Gongsunwen." Gongsunwen stepped forward and patted his head. "Don't you dare to practice? Little dwarf."

Zhang Qian quickly hooked and glared, "Practice, who is afraid of others! You are short, your whole family is short!"

"The day you wait to win me."

"You wait for me! I will win you soon!"

The inexplicable duel started.

One month, two months, three months.

Zhang Qian has never won, but it is true that his body is getting better and better. In his heart, Gongsun Wen also changed from a **** and unreasonable bad guy to a brother with a good relationship.

"Will you have a drink on the weekend, will you go?" He took off his shirt and changed clothes from the locker. "After practicing for a few months, I feel like everyone is a few years younger. Right, this gym is good, the place is so hidden, How did you find it? "

"My house is open." Gongsun Wen forced himself to look away, frowning, "I have something today, I'll go first."

Zhang Qian turned his head to look at him in confusion, but only saw his back, "What's wrong, I feel weird recently, and work pressure is high?"

On weekends, the atmosphere was good for dinner, with a few empty bottles.

Zhang Qian was drunk directly.

Gongsun Wen stared at his red fluttering face, moved the person into the car, pulled back to his home, threw him on the bed, and remained silent for a long time. He stepped forward, glanced over his eyebrows and lips, paused, bowed his head, and kissed. Go on.

The sound of heartbeats has become louder than ever, and those inexplicable emotions have finally found the cause for so long.

"Damn!" He struck the bed fiercely, his eyes flashing with embarrassment.

Zhang Qian was awakened by this movement, and opened his eyes stupidly, seeing his face hanging over himself, showing a smirk, "Gongsun, how did you become two ... no, three ..."

He bowed his head, looking at his drunk eyes, his throat moved, and he kissed viciously, "Damn little dwarf!"

The next day, Zhang Qian got up with a headache, strange room, strange bed.

He was shocked. After looking around, he saw the note on the bedside, with the familiar handwriting on it.

"It's Gongsun's house ... It's been hard working so early." He mumbled, got up, smelled the wine, and frowned. "It's stink, how can Gongsun bear this smell ..."

Go to the gym on time after work, Gongsun is not there. Call and shut down.

Then one day, two days ... ten days ... a month ... I couldn't reach anyone, even if I went to Jingju to find it, and stopped at home, I couldn't find anyone.

"It was just drunk that drunk him for one night. He ran away, and he was a stingy ghost!" Zhang Qian was angry, depressed and worried, and rushed to drink again.

Drunk, faintly remembered something that should not be remembered.

The next day, he jumped up from the bed and frantically said, "Bastard! Beast! I kiss and run away! What grows tall is not a good thing!"

For another month, he was nervous with these messy things and was about to collapse.

Everyone noticed that he was wrong, Liang Zhou even gave him a break.

Zhang Qian began to lose heart, he felt that he was a bit wrong, probably a stroke.

"Asshole Gongsun, why haven't they appeared yet ..."

Half a month later, the long-lost phone.

Zhang Qian glanced casually at the phone, then the tiger's body shocked, quickly picked up, and shouted, "Gongsun Wen, you bastard, bastard! Run away when you kiss! Not a person! You still play and disappear! You thought I would worry about you No! No! I have forgotten you! I will give it back to you after eating your chicken drumstick! Little stingy! Bad thing! Goodbye! "

The others at the meeting were shocked and looked at him.

Zhang Qian realized that he was still in a meeting, and was stupid.

"Little dwarf," Gongsun Wen said with a weak voice, with a smile, "Can you come to the hospital to see me before you return the chicken legs? A confidential task has been issued in these months, not to hide from you on purpose. "

"Hospital ?!" Zhang Qian froze again. "How did you toss yourself into the hospital?"

Liang Zhou covered the documents and got up. "The meeting was suspended and dispersed."

Everyone looked at each other, got up tacitly, and left.

Zhang Qian was panicked by the ambiguous eyes before they left. The worry turned into anger and shouted, "Gongsun you bastard! You, you wait for me!"

The phone hangs up.

Gongsun looked at the phone and chuckled, "I haven't said which hospital ... silly."

An hour later, Zhang Qian rushed to the hospital and saw Gongsun Wen with gauze wrapped around his head and splint on his arm.

"Why are you so miserable?"

"It's okay." Gongsun Wen sat up and looked at him with a smile. "Even if I break a hand, I can hold you."

Zhang Qian tolerated, did not hold back, his eyes became red, rushed forward and punched him, "You asshole!"

Gongsun Wen snorted and pulled him into his arms. The voice was low and full of miss. "Zhang Qian, I want to retire, and retire and accompany you."

Zhang Qian struggled.

"I like you."

Zhang Qian paused, and then struggled even harder.

"Little dwarf, would you like to be with me?"

Zhang Qian sucked her nose and shook her head. "Not willing."

"I knew you would say that." Gongsun Wen let go of him and sighed. "I've fed you so many chicken legs."

"I didn't want you to feed it! You gave it yourself!"

"Ok."

"Asshole."

"Dislike me?"

"A tall person is not a good person."

Gongsun Wen hugged him again and smiled softly. "I feel that a taller and a shorter one should be born together."

"..."

"like me?"

"Do not!"

"Well, then I'll chase you from today, let me chase?"

"..."

"Just be together and stop bullying you in the future."

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