Chapter 123, the end

Fengjian Liuli left.

He left inexplicably, without leaving any words, not even a "I will definitely come back".

Just as inexplicably as when he came, no one could figure out his purpose.

The two people on the bench were still sleeping. The roar of the supercar and the roar of the bullets did not wake them up. They were sleeping like two dead pigs.

"This is the ability of the Word Spirit Dream Tapir. Dream Tapir does not require eye contact to activate, as long as the distance is sufficient."

Zero caught his gaze and explained.

"Ah? Oh...then they are okay."

Utsunomiya Shuo was stunned for a moment and responded absentmindedly.

He was a little distracted.

If my memory is correct, Fengjian Liuli clearly looked at me before he activated his ability on him, and... he seemed to have told me in advance that he was going to activate his words.

"..."

Only then did Zhuo remember the words that Fengjian Liuli had mentioned twice.

——A biting dog doesn’t bark... That’s about what it means.

So Fengjian Liuli was not actually planning to use the Nightmare Tapir on herself.

That's right.

So what is he doing here tonight?

baffling.

"fine."

Zero observed the two people on the bench for a while and said.

"Oh... by the way, why did you come here at this time? It's just in time."

Utsunomiya Shuo quickly walked to her side and glanced at the clock on the park clock tower in the distance. It was not even nine o'clock yet.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere tonight was too deep and there were too few pedestrians, everything seemed to be planned.

Let Zhuo mistakenly think that it was already early morning.

"It's just a coincidence."

Zero didn't look at him, still staring at the two people sleeping on the bench, and said lightly.

"Really or falsely?"

Zhuo asked with a smile.

He regretted saying this as soon as he said it, because it sounded like a question, and also like he suspected that tonight was a play with no preparation.

He really was just asking casually.

Hearing this, Ling shifted his gaze away from the two dead pigs and turned to look at him.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds...

five seconds...

Just when Zhuo was about to apologize guiltily, Ling spoke.

"Because I heard someone desperately shouting in my ear on the phone, 'Come here quickly, come here quickly, come here quickly.' So I came to take a look."

Ling stared at Zhuo with his deep blue eyes, his face expressionless and his tone calm, as if he was reading to him.

But the words said contained too much information.

Zhuo was stunned for a moment, "Is this true?"

Ling did not answer his question. She turned around and walked silently into the depths of the park. The street lights made her back appear long, and finally her shadow disappeared.

She was heading in the direction where the Aston Martin had crashed, and perhaps something had fallen on it.

This is indeed the case.

A few seconds later, Ling came back with a wrinkled paper bag, passed by him and walked out of the park.

"I haven't had dinner yet."

As he passed by him, he heard the sound of Zero.

She carried her bag and walked straight in a certain direction without looking back.

Zhuo followed her stupidly: "How come it's already this late? You haven't eaten yet?"

Normally, they both have dinner at seven o'clock every day.

Some time ago, the school held a school anniversary event - it wasn't really an event, it was mainly a speech by the principal.

We stayed for a long time after school that day. All the teachers and students in the school watched the school leaders speak one by one. The process was long and boring... When the meeting ended, it was almost seven o'clock.

As a result, that day, after the show, Zhuo was taken directly to the cooking classroom by Ling to eat. She sneaked away when the dean was speaking, and then cooked in the school.

That's how self-disciplined I am!

"I was about to eat, but then I got a phone call, so I got delayed."

Ling said this nonchalantly, stopped by the roadside, waved his little arm which was obviously smaller than him, and hailed a taxi.

Zero opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

Without closing the door, she moved and sat on the other side.

"Uh... like this." Zhuo touched his nose and sat on it stupidly.

Then he remembered that there were two other people on the park bench!

"……where are we going?"

Zero first gave the address to the master in the front row, which was Utsunomiya Shuo's apartment.

Then he sat down, opened the paper bag, took out a piece of whole wheat bread and nibbled on it.

"go back."

She held the bread in both hands and looked out the window and said.

"Oh."

Zhuo nodded. Although it seemed a bit strange to say his home address was "back home", he still acquiesced to it.

Overall, what happened today made him feel a little wrong and he felt a little guilty.

But he behaved perfectly on the phone, without showing any emotions, and his tone was as listless as always, but why would Zero say something like that.

Zhuo also looked out the car window on his side.

The street lights and shops outside quickly receded, and rapidly alternating lights slipped into the windows. Only then did I feel like I had returned to the normal world.

As for Kanda Kazuhito...

...Sleeping in the park won’t kill you, so what’s there to be afraid of?

When Utsunomiya Shuo was briefly distracted, he felt something touching the back of his hand.

I turned around and found it was a ham sandwich.

Seeing that he still didn't move, Zero touched the back of his hand with the sandwich again and said, "I made this."

Utsunomiya Shuo didn't understand why Zero emphasized this sentence.

But when he heard that this was done by Ling, he did regain some appetite, as if the long-term feeding had formed some kind of habit for him. When he saw the keeper holding up the bowl, he knew that it was time to eat, and he immediately wagged his tail happily.

"You did it? Why did you do this to me..."

Before Zhuo could finish his words, a snack sandwich was stuffed into his mouth, interrupting him from saying the next words.

Ling lowered his head expressionlessly, took out two glasses of milk from the paper bag and put one of them into his palm.

Then she continued to stare out the window in a daze, holding the bread in one hand and the milk in the other.

Zhuo holds a sandwich in one hand and milk in the other, feeling filled with emotion.

Her paper bag is like Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket, and everything seems to be prepared inside.

Zhuo swallowed the food in his mouth and drank some milk to clear his throat.

"Thanks, it's delicious."

"Ah."

Ling was still looking out the window, as if thinking about something.

Zhuo didn't ask and looked out the window on his side.

He also has many questions in his mind.

The entire journey was speechless.

After returning home, the time finally came to nine o'clock.

Maybe because a lot of things happened today, Zhuo felt very sleepy, so he didn’t sit on the sofa and went straight to the bedroom to sleep.

Ling sat on the sofa, taking out the food from the paper bag one by one and putting them on a plate.

Seeing that he was going back to sleep, she didn't say anything and just ate her meal in silence.

Close the bedroom door.

I searched for the name of a song.

could not find it.

Maybe it hasn’t been released yet.

Zhuo lay on the bed, covered his head with the quilt and closed his eyes.

　Thanks to brother Bei Ming You Xiong for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to this brother whose name is easy to remember for the two monthly tickets.

　　Thanks to brother Tang Wuyan for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to brother Chuncan for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks for the monthly ticket, I like your brother more than you can imagine.

　　Thanks to brother Chunjie Tentacle for the two monthly tickets.

　　Thanks to Brother Gualegugua for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to Brother Lorton Lunt for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to brother Fengshanxin for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to brother Yuan Chenmeng for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to brother Shan'e JOKER for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks for the monthly ticket from my brother who changed his name carefully.

　　thank.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)