Shi Fangze did not respond to Zheng Luozhu's complaints, and just lay on his side with his arm on his back, looking at him silently.

The room became quiet, especially after Zheng Luozhu's violent ending sound disappeared, it seemed even more quiet, as if even time had been quiet, leaving only a trace of slight heat, which scattered on Zheng Luozhu's face and made him feel slightly itchy.

At first, Zheng Luozhu thought it was Shi Fangze's breathing because the two were too close. But soon he discovered that in addition to the warmth between Shi Fangze's breathing, there was also the wind sneaking in from the window.

The bedroom window is right next to the head of the bed, and it is still an aluminum alloy window from the 1990s. The slide has been broken long ago. No matter how hard I try to close it, it will always leave a two-finger-wide oblique slit.

Zheng Luozhu forgot when the window broke down in the year, it should have been very early, but no one in the family cared about it. In summer, it was a green channel for mosquitoes, and in winter, it became a cold transport port. Year after year, until later, only Zheng Luozhu was left in the house, and he did not try to repair it.

A dilapidated home, a dilapidated house, and a dilapidated window. The temperament is perfectly unified, why should you destroy it?

Xiao Zheng Luozhu was ignorant and seemed to have tried to close the few times in his distant childhood. I couldn't remember the specific times, but I only remember the last time I was cut by the sharp aluminum edge raised by the window frame. Because I tried too hard, the wound was cut very deep. Xiao Zheng Luozhu was very scared, not because of the pain, but because the blood in the wound could not be stopped at all. He was afraid that the two people would find it, so he shook his hands stupidly, thinking that this would allow the blood to be thrown clean, but the blood spots were thrown on the bed sheet.

So the next thing was natural - the stupid behavior of trying to close the window was completely exposed, and the bed sheet was dirty and the crime was even more serious. First, the woman came back and gave her a meal, and then the man came back and made a re-shot. In the end, Xiao Zheng Luozhu was locked on the balcony and stood there. In the cold wind, she only wore a small vest.

After that, Xiao Zheng Luozhu never competed with the window again, and even for a long time behind, he didn't even dare to get close to the window.

Zheng Luozhu, who grew up, could easily solve the problem of windows, but he didn't want to.

The home is worth repairing.

Hell is not worth it.

...But why is he always regarded as a dark and dirty place, a nightmare place where he can't wait to stay away from when he earns rent, he can lie down peacefully and relax like this at this moment.

Zheng Luozhu raised his eyes slightly and looked at the windowsill.

Why does memory only bring a terrifying and chilling window? The crooked gap blows in the warm and dry wind?

Zheng Luozhu was in a trance in her lazy sleepiness for a moment, and her thoughts stepped on the clouds, emitting wonderful imaginations in the lightness.

He seemed to see a pair of invisible big hands. In the years since he left, he took the room out of the entire building, slapped it into a flat surface, hung it on the clothesline on the lawn to bask in the sun. When it was sunburned, it would leave dust and bacteria everywhere, and then shake it back to its original three-dimensional appearance and stuff it back to the family building.

Shi Fangze was very curious about what Zheng Luozhu was thinking.

He was dazed, tranced, glanced at the window and then had questions in his eyes. Finally, he looked a little dazed - Zheng Luozhu's subtle emotional changes, Shi Fangze watched the whole process.

When Zheng Luozhu glanced at the window, Shi Fangze still wanted to ask, but now, he suddenly didn't want to speak out.

Zheng Luozhu often slapped his chest and pretended to be the elder brother, but less often when he was dazed and lost his mind.

Maybe it was because of too little that Shi Fangze thought that he lacked experience in dealing with it, and his heart felt like he was brushed by a thousand feathers, and his desire to move could not be stopped at all.

Shi Fangze's eyes changed quietly, and under his faint smile, there was unconcealed aggressiveness.

The next moment, he suddenly supported himself, then turned over, preparing to trap Zheng Luozhu under him.

Unexpectedly, the latter also came to his senses at this time, and a carp suddenly stood up.

Shi Fangze was caught off guard and had no time to dodge.

Just as he heard a "bang", the two foreheads collided together.

"I want to repair the window!" Zheng Luozhu announced with a serious look on his face, not paying attention to Shi Fangze's half-pressing pressure on him.

Shi Fangze, who was almost knocked away, covered his forehead and his eyes were confused: "What?"

"This," Zheng Luozhu looked at the window and said loudly, "I want to repair this window!"

Shi Fangze looked at the broken window in a daze: "..."

If he remembers correctly, the window would break when he was in elementary school, right?

He did it right away, and Zheng Luozhu jumped out of bed and went to the aluminum alloy window to start a field investigation.

Shi Fangze waited and watched for a long time and finally confirmed that Zheng Luozhu was not escaping from the cicada or discovering some clues to deliberately change the topic. This guy really wanted to repair the windows, and his seriousness and determination were comparable to when he had just dropped out of school and went out to dominate the entire street.

Fang Ze did not guess all his ambitions.

Repairing windows is just the beginning. What Zheng Luozhu wants to do is to repair the entire place, whether it is doors and windows, furniture, or electrical appliances, repair what can be repaired, and replace it with what cannot be replaced, and then it will be home again.

One thought of hell, one thought of the world.

Not in the house, in the heart.

...

From the busy morning to the afternoon, except for a meal at Shi Fangze's house in the middle, Zheng Luozhu worked hard to repair the windows the rest of the time.

As the evening approached, the completely transformed window sash finally fell off successfully, and the glass was shattered beautifully.

Zheng Luozhu quietly admires the sunset through the empty window.

Shi Fangze stood side by side with him, and the evening breeze blew his hair: "Tomorrow, go to the building materials market to find a manufacturer that specializes in doors and windows, and replace it with the whole new one."

Zheng Luozhu looked at the fire clouds in the sky: "I think it's OK."

The WeChat prompt sounds that sounded one after another broke the house... Cough, the warm moment after work.

Zheng Luozhu touched his phone and found that Nange also posted a link in the group, but it was not web news, but the address of a live broadcast room. Zheng Luozhu clicked in and reminded that the live broadcast would not start at 8 pm.

He quit the live broadcast room, and Yue Pangpang, who was the fastest-reacting person in the group, had already chatted with Nan Ge several times.

Cong Yue:??

Nange:[Screenshot]

Cong Yue: Damn, is it true or false? It’s not someone we know!

Nange: It’s hard to say, you will know whether it’s true or not when you show up at night.

Cong Yue: I am in such a subtle mood now, a little nervous, and a little excited...

Zheng Luozhu was confused after browsing, clicked on the screenshot to enlarge it, and then he saw clearly the promotional screenshot about the content of the live broadcast at night posted by the anchor—

Why did the mysterious missing person return in a concentrated manner? Midnight? Level-breaking game? Owl system? Aliens? Is all this real existence or the group imagination of the missing persons? Tonight at 20:00, a mysterious missing person will be a guest on the live broadcast room, telling himself what he has experienced, revealing the truth behind the disappearance and the sad and bizarre way home!

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

Shi Fangze: "..."

This propaganda copy is really silent.

It is obviously rare to make up random things without any divergent associations from beginning to end. Whether it is a coincidence or a real insider, the key points raised are all the right ones, but what the hell is the inexplicable bloody feeling that comes from the lines!

I took a look at the address of the live broadcast room and it was indeed Nange.

Zheng Luozhu sighed, pressed his phone, and began to speak earnestly: "Sister, you have just returned to surfing the Internet. Just walk on the beach first, take selfies, play games, etc. The water in the live broadcast room is too deep, and it is easy to get lost when you enter. Oh yes, you don't have a bank card or something. Don't use the rocket yachts for those fresh meat anchors when they are hot..."

In a city in the east, Nange sat in a corner of a small banquet hall, put his phone in his ear and listened to Zheng Luozhu's voice. The corner of his bent mouth never came down.

Today is a family dinner, because the 90-year-old grandmother celebrates her birthday, but in fact, there are still two months before her birthday. I will pass it in advance, so Nan Ge knew that the reason why the whole family really got together was that she went home.

When he was dragged into the owl system, Nan Ge was still in the rebellious period, and none of the aunts and aunts in the family were pleased with him.

But on the face just now, no relative went to inquire about the days when she disappeared. Where and what she had done, everyone had only one sentence, just come back.

It was many years late that Nan Ge realized that both in the past and now, they gave themselves the greatest tolerance and the strongest family affection.

"My sister-in-law..." The lively niece sneaked over, blinking her big eyes and pretending to be pitiful, "My sister-in-law, tell me, I promise not to speak out!"

Nange smiles.

The niece who was in the third year of junior high school was the only one who couldn't help but be curious and asked her the truth about her disappearance. The live links and screenshots were also sent to her by the child, otherwise she wouldn't know what live room she had.

However, it is not easy for the child to hold on until the family dinner is over before asking her.

As for confidentiality...

"It doesn't matter if you say it out," Nan Ge really couldn't bear to see the child working so hard, so he touched her head docilely, "Anyway, no one believes it."

...

At 8 o'clock in the evening.

Tang Lin, Fan Peiyang, Nan Ge, Yue Pangpang, Zheng Luozhu, and Shi Fangze, who dragged the person back to his home from a room with completely lost half of the windows, went online on time and entered the live broadcast room.

Although they did not have much hope for the mysterious guest, they always felt that it was probably because after reading various reports and rumors, the organizational language came up to talk about the kind of people who deceived people. After all, the points mentioned in the promotional vocabulary, such as passing through the barriers, midnight, owl, and aliens, have all appeared on the Internet, and are not considered core secrets.

But since he dares to show up, it doesn’t matter if he is really an acquaintance, it’s equivalent to contacting a partner, which is quite exciting.

The picture pops up, and a young male anchor with a level 10 beauty is interacting with the audience who are constantly pouring into the live broadcast room to warm up.

I don’t know if the anchor is very popular or if the promotion of this wave of gimmicks is in place, but thousands of people have been squeezed into the live broadcast room, and the screen is so fast that people’s eyes hurt.

The six partners reacted the same way several times apart - holding their mobile phones and peeking at the screen, just peeking at the screen without saying a word.

After about ten minutes of warm-up, the audience who were urging the screen to urge them gradually became impatient. The anchor finally announced: "Next, please invite our mysterious guest today, the missing Xiaosha!"

Tang Lin frowned slightly and immediately passed by more than 30 partners in his mind. He couldn't find a name or code name that could be connected to "Xiaosha". If the "miss" were "miss", he could forcefully link it with the three bars.

A tall figure entered the live broadcast screen, but was too tall and his face was still outside the painting.

As he sat down next to the anchor, the real face of the mysterious guest appeared in the center of the live broadcast screen.

Tang Lin, Fan Peiyang, Yue Pang Pang, Nan Ge, Zheng Luozhu, Shi Fangze: "..."

[Live broadcast room-sink screen]

Catnip:?

Technician No. 5:???

Go and learn calculus?
To be continued...