Spirit Boss - 39. Understand (below)

Wang Xiaoming said nervously, “Where did you move Mr. Xiang?”

Barr leaned back in his chair, staring at him from top to bottom, “Is it important?”

Of course it is important. If an item is always moved under an elevator, in mid-air or on a flag pole, it will kill people. Thinking of Xiang Wenxun’s daily care for him, Wang Xiaoming straightened his waist and stared at him persistently.

Barr became more uncomfortable, and said coldly: “Even if he dies, I will help you find another one. How about Jie Shao? Don’t you like him very much?”

“It’s not the same thing!” Wang Xiaoming’s tone was hard to come by.

Baal’s face got worse, “You talked back to me?”

The dim lighting of the restaurant is like his dim anger, not brilliant and bright, but it makes people feel cold.

Wang Xiaoming’s heart is miniaturized.

It is undeniable that in the deepest part of his heart, the fear of Baal has always been hidden. That kind of fear is not only human fear of the term fallen angel, but also comes from Barr’s arbitrary and moody fear.

Thinking of Barr’s ability to change people from time to time, and the pair of black wings that were not human, the courage he had just gathered disappeared little by little.

Barr saw that he was silent, thinking that he was soberly aware of his mistake, his face was slightly slow, “I haven’t eaten yet.”

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head in silence, scooped up the food on the plate with a fork, and delivered it bit by bit.

Barr folded his hands on the dining table, raised Erlang’s legs, and looked at him with satisfaction.

Since he becomes a spirit body, he does not need to eat. But this does not hinder his appreciation of food. Although he occasionally dislikes Wang Xiaoming’s rudeness of eating big mouthfuls, in fact, he often feels the deliciousness of food from his rudeness. On the contrary, he didn’t say a word, his delicate movements made him feel a faint bitterness.

So satisfaction quickly turned into dissatisfaction.

“Don’t eat if you don’t want to.” Barr frowned.

Wang Xiaoming’s hands trembled slightly, and without raising his head, he said, “It’s delicious.”

Barr stood up abruptly, walked in front of Wang Xiaoming’s horrified gaze, and stretched out his hand.

Wang Xiaoming shook his hand subconsciously, then quickly let go, putting his hand behind him.

“…”

Barr gritted his teeth, “Give me your hand.”

Wang Xiaoming burst into tears, “This hand is useful for me. I use it for meals and toilets.”

“You use the same hand for eating and going to the bathroom?” The bitterness in Barr’s mouth almost turned into disgusting.

Wang Xiaoming said neatly: “I’m right-handed.” Looking at Barr’s expression, he deeply reflected, shouldn’t you use one hand for eating and going to the toilet?

…

Barr decided to selectively ignore the question, “Give me your hand!”

Wang Xiaoming noticed that his tone was stronger than the original sentence. Obviously, his patience had been further consumed, and he could only pass his hand over with a bitter face.

This time Barr didn’t give him a chance to take it away, as soon as he grasped it, he pulled it away without looking back.

Wang Xiaoming was caught off guard and was dragged for half a step. The table was knocked and moved out of a loud noise.

All eyes in the dining room focused on him again.

As Wang Xiaoming walks, he hypnotizes himself in his heart: What they see is not themselves, not themselves, not themselves.

…

after a long time.

The restaurant resumes as usual.

It’s just that every table raises three of the same questions-

“The one who walked with his eyes closed just now was blind, right? But why didn’t he have a cane in the outstretched right hand?”

“I’m even more curious about how he avoided the oncoming waiter.”

Wang Xiaoming was pulled back to the office by Barr.

“What are you going to do?” Wang Xiaoming watched the door slam shut, his heart thumping and jumping wildly.

Barr was asked.

He just didn’t want to watch him continue to chew the plate of things like wax, and pulled him back on impulse, but he didn’t think about what he was going to do.

Wang Xiaoming tentatively said, “Are you bored and want to play on the computer?”

Barr looked at him silently.

Wang Xiaoming’s heart was beating faster and faster when he felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest, Barr said, “In your mind, I just can only play games?”

…

Wang Xiaoming did not dare to answer yes.

But his expression was already very clear.

Barr’s mood was even worse, “Lie down!”

Wang Xiaoming shrank back subconsciously.

Barr glared at him.

Wang Xiaoming had to lie on his back on the sofa obediently.

“Since you care about Xiang Wenxun so much, let me see how much you like him!” Barr’s hand slowly pressed on his heart.

With previous experience, Wang Xiaoming has been able to control his desire to laugh well, and he kept thinking of Xiang Wenxun’s name in his mind. He doesn’t know if this is effective, only knows that after he did it last time, Barr didn’t urge the progress between him and Xiang Wenxun very much.

Barr checked his body first.

It was still devastated, only one intact big toe was shining.

He frowned. Although he didn’t hold out much hope, the progress was still much slower than expected. He went to see the name in the black star bead again.

Xiang Wenxun Xiang Wenxun Xiang Wenxun…

Countless Xiang Wenxun is like the earth with a full motor, constantly revolving and spinning around, full of beads.

Barr was full of black lines and shouted in a low voice: “Don’t think about the three words Xiang Wenxun in your heart!”

Wang Xiaoming’s heart shrank.

Barr slowed down and said, “Relax your body, don’t think about anything, your mind is blank.”

Wang Xiaoming only felt that his left chest was getting warmer and hotter under his palm, and this heat would follow his blood and spread to the limbs. He couldn’t get tight enough, how could he relax his body.

Just when he was thinking about it, Baal had already seen the true face of Black Star Bead.

Only a faint trace of Chang Haitao’s name remained, as if only a gust of wind could blow without a trace. Next to him is Xiang Wenxun, but the color is lighter than the three characters Chang Haitao. If he didn’t know about Xiang Wenxun, Baer would definitely regard these three characters as Bei Youbei.

Before Barr realized the joy that surged from the bottom of his heart, he was taken over by a question.

Wang Xiaoming’s feelings for Xiang Wenxun are so weak, how could his toes recover so quickly?

He glanced at Black Star Orb again.

Then–

Freeze.

If he hadn’t read it carefully, he would never have discovered the black name hidden between Chang Haitao and Xiang Wenxun. Because it is really small and inconspicuous against the black black star bead.

But its traces are very obvious.

He recognized those two words effortlessly as-Barr.

Seeing him staring at his chest, Wang Xiaoming’s expression was gloomy. He didn’t speak for a long time. He couldn’t help but feel anxious. He whispered: “If you have anything to do, you can just speak up. Anyway, I have already realized it. Even the worst. I can bear the doom.”

Barr moved his gaze to his face, his gloomy complexion flashed with thunder, but he uttered his lips softly, “The worst bad luck?”

Wang Xiaoming’s eyes were full of tears, “Is it true?”

A layer of frost formed in Barr’s eyes, “You know?”

Wang Xiaoming’s heart hung high on those cold pupils, and fell heavily. The pain spread all over the body, tears couldn’t help but fell, “What is the disease?”

Barr froze.

Wang Xiaoming trembled and said, “Is there no hope?”

In his tears, Barr slowly jumped out, “Insane.”

…

Wang Xiaoming’s eyes suddenly widened, “Isn’t it a terminal illness?”

Ever since he knew he was unlucky, he was always worried about this. Especially during that time, the TV station kept broadcasting Korean dramas. The heroine inside not only has similar faces, but also repeats her destiny over and over again. People have to wonder what South Korea did to make the Feng Shui there so back. So he made up his mind to travel abroad in the future, no matter how he chooses, he will never choose South Korea. Otherwise, his bad luck will definitely go there alone, holding back.

Barr looked at his sad expression silently. Although he heard a lot of legends about humans, Wang Xiao obviously should be included in another legend of humans.

Wang Xiaoming tangled his fingers, “But the neuropathy is quite serious, right?” He is not very conceptual about the difference between neuropathy and mental illness. He only knows that the former is often used to curse people…Does this mean that the former is more serious than the latter? ?

Barr: “…”

But better than terminal illness. Wang Xiaoming comforted himself, looked at him, and then at the hand he pressed on his chest, and said suspiciously: “But how can you know through my chest that I am neurotic.”

…

Barr lost his voice completely, quickly retracted his hand, and sat aside to adjust his mood.

Wang Xiaoming sat up slowly, looking at his sullen profile, thinking that he was worried for himself, feeling a little touched in his heart, and couldn’t help but comfort him: “We humans have a saying, “There is something unexpected in the sky, and people have misfortunes.” Fu. Don’t be too sad.”

Barr turned his head abruptly and stared at him, “What do you like about me?”

This time it was Wang Xiaoming who was sluggish. It took him a lot of time and effort to open his mouth and say, “Huh?”

Barr glared at him, calculating from his heart.

At the beginning, Wang Xiaoming liked Chang Haitao, and his physical recovery was slower than that of a snail, but now he has recovered a toe. This shows… his eyes lit up. If Wang Xiaoming likes him, will he get twice the result with half the effort? !

He looked at Wang Xiaoming, and felt that this stupidly depressed face seemed to light up.

Wang Xiaoming whispered: “Am I insane after all?”

The light suddenly disappeared from Wang Xiaoming’s face.

Barr said to himself: “It was an illusion just now.”

Wang Xiaoming asked persistently again.

Barr was annoyed by the question, “No.”

“real?”