Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 246 You will have a chance to turn things around sooner or later

A few hours ago, Millie Tang just entered the room and frowned when she took a look at the layout of the bedroom. There was a double bed, no sofa, and only two chairs. How could she sleep at night?

She squatted down and touched the carpet with her hand. It was camel-yellow in color and had not been cleaned for who knows how many years. It was covered with a layer of dust and many dark stains. Let Ricky sleep on the floor? She felt a little embarrassed.

With her hands on her hips, she walked around the room twice. Millie Tang saw the tattered oil paintings hanging on the bedside and the opposite wall. She took down the paintings and found two iron nails behind them.

She planned to tie a rope to the iron nail, then tear down the bed sheet and hang it on the rope to separate the double bed. Okay, although it is a bit like trying to cover up one's own fault, but... let's sleep like this for a while.

But Liu Yonglu didn't know. When he turned his head and saw the draped bed sheet, he was also wondering, what's wrong with Mi Li'er? Could it be that he has become a painted skin? Why can't he see people at night?
He gently lifted a gap with his hand and saw Mi Li'er sleeping next to him, wrapped tightly in the quilt, from head to toe, even his arms were covered in the quilt, leaving only his head outside the quilt.

The curtains in the bedroom were not drawn tightly, and the bright moonlight shone through the window onto Millie Tang's closed eyes, casting a layer of mysterious and gentle halo on her already delicate and flawless face.

It was so close that Liu Yonglu's eyes were wide open.

But at this moment, Millie Tang turned over, leaving the back of her head for Liu Yonglu to see.

She had already noticed that Liu Yonglu was peeking at her, but it would be even more awkward if they opened their eyes and looked into each other's eyes, so she decided to continue pretending to sleep.

But after waiting for a while, she realized that this guy had no idea of ​​restraining himself. She felt very uncomfortable when she looked at him. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest. She had no choice but to turn her head away.

"Mi Li'er, Mi Li'er, are you asleep?"

Liu Yonglu let down the curtain and muttered to himself. He was actually very sleepy. He had been jolted in the carriage for the whole day without any proper rest. He had just killed two assassins and then fought with the other two. Now he lay on the bed with his eyelids drooping.

But he still wanted to say a few words to Millie Tang and tell her the information, so that she wouldn't forget it when she woke up tomorrow.

"Ricky...Sir, you're back?"

Millie Tang put on a lazy tone as if she had just been woken up and answered vaguely.

"I'm back. What's going on? Are you afraid that I'll go hysterical and bite you in the middle of the night?"

"You talk in your sleep... I'm afraid of disturbing you."

"Are you sleepy? How about we chat for a while?"

Through the yellowed bed sheets, Liu Yonglu could see Millie Tang's silhouette when he turned sideways. She also turned her head and faced him. Both of them could see each other's shadows, but could not guess each other's expressions.

"Just tell me..."

Although there was no one else in the room, Liu Yonglu lowered his voice and repeated the words he had just used to deceive people.

Liu Yonglu was dawdling downstairs and refused to go upstairs. Millie Tang had actually thought of countless possibilities, but she could never have guessed that this guy would do such a good thing...

This is really reckless. He is simply playing with his own life.

"Next time this happens, go upstairs and call me first. Do you hear me?"

Liu Yonglu was lying on the bed with his legs crossed and his feet swinging. Millie Tang could fully imagine the expression on this guy's face.

"Mr. Rich, go to bed. Don't worry about your room. Don't touch the closet or the insole at the door. I have set up a simple forbidden spell so I can know if someone breaks in."

Millie Tang wrapped herself in the quilt. The bedroom was unusually cold at night, and the charcoal in the fireplace on the first floor could not drive away the chill on the second floor.

"Mi Li'er, are you asleep?" Unexpectedly, five minutes later, Liu Yonglu spoke again.

"I am sleeping."

"Let's talk about five cents again. We fell asleep while talking."

Liu Yonglu never takes off his bed when he sleeps (the same as choosing his seat), and usually when he goes out to perform, he and his partner sleep in one room, and they fall asleep as soon as they touch the pillow. But today he slept in a double bed, and Millie Tang was sleeping next to him. The scene he saw when he opened the curtain just now has been spinning in his mind.

He closed his eyes and asked himself honestly that his orientation was absolutely normal, and there were study materials on his home computer to prove it.

But why do I feel so uncomfortable... No, after the mission is over, I have to find the chief elder and ask him if the information about Mi Li'er was given to him incorrectly. The more I look at him, the more he looks like a little girl.

His thoughts were quite divergent, and he began to recall and analyze this possibility. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was reliable. Mi Li'er was probably a woman dressed as a man. Then he began to fantasize uncontrollably, thinking about the two of them going to have breakfast together in the morning, and the big fruit head was served, and he ate it with oil dripping from his mouth.

After a while, he thought about himself performing on stage, and Mi Li'er was sitting in the first row, holding flowers in her hands and cheering from the audience.

After a while, I thought of bringing Mi Li home. My mother would be so happy. I would probably have to eat an extra bowl of noodles with gravy.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Whatever, you can come and visit Jinchao if you want."

"Oh……"

Millie Tang and Liu Yonglu were in similar conditions. They were physically very tired, but the person behind the curtain kept making her think wildly and she sometimes regretted that she should have told him her identity in the monastery. It would not be so embarrassing now.

Sometimes I get angry when I think about how just two days ago, at my house, this guy was describing to me with great enthusiasm how stunning White was and how charming he was when he played the piano.

Bitter, sweet, sour and salty tastes all swirled around in her mind, and she couldn't sleep.

It was a good excuse to chat, so let's chat. Millie Tang talked about the time before she came to St. Dominic's, when she was in school, how she would read and take notes after waking up every day, how she would wrap the chalk she would use for the day with white paper after entering the classroom, and how she would answer the students' childish questions at the end of the get out of class.

No matter how big or small the matter is, it's just about my past life, and I want that guy to know more about it.

Liu Yonglu's skills as a supporting actor learned over the past six months have not been in vain. Millie Tang is telling the story while he is passing on the words behind the curtain.

"That's right."

"How fresh."

"Please tell me about it."

Millie Tang's story was rather tense at the beginning, perhaps because she had the image of an idol and talked about trivial matters. But perhaps because Liu Yonglu's supporting role was so good, she started to get into the mood as she spoke.

I talked about the melancholy feeling I had when I was reading alone in the library at school and looking up at the flying birds.

He talked about his mother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time and who suddenly left without saying goodbye one day.

It talked about the decadent and serious grandfather, and the little girl with long hair who often couldn't stand the scolding and secretly shed tears in her quilt late at night.

She was so absorbed in what she said that she completely forgot that the voice of the man behind the curtain was becoming slower and lower, and he sometimes even smacked his lips after he finished speaking.

Millie Tang only remembered that Ricky asked her vaguely:

"Mi Li'er, I'm sleepy. Tell me the truth, you are a little girl, right?"

"Mr. Ricky, what if I were a girl?"

Millie Tang didn't know how these words came out of her throat. After she said them, she buried her head in the quilt like an ostrich, not daring to face reality.

But… after waiting for three minutes, I didn’t hear any response from Ricky.

Millie Tang thought he was asleep, so she slowly stuck her head out and sighed towards the curtain.

"We two, we get along very well, we're so close..."

Suddenly, Liu Yonglu spoke again!
Hey, everyone, many friends asked me about my cat’s condition, but I didn’t reply to them one by one. First, I didn’t want to spread unhappy things, and second, the conservative treatment in the past two days did show some improvement.

I didn’t expect the condition to get worse again today. I will take my cat to see a doctor when it’s daybreak. The updates in the past two days may be a bit vague, and I am not completely satisfied with the quality. I may make some changes later. Please bear with me.

At night, my wife and children were asleep. I was alone in the living room smoking an e-cigarette, looking at the cat in pain. I felt so bad.

If the cat can recover smoothly, I must be a person who loves life and spend more time with cats and children. I lived too rough a while ago and I really want to slap myself in the face.

Only loving life is the panacea for all loss and despair.

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(End of this chapter)