Spirit Boss - 53. Commitment (medium)

Wang Xiaoming stared at him blankly for a long while, and said, “I suddenly don’t want to die. I don’t want to die.” He muttered, as if thinking of the sight of his gray hair lingering on the bed.

Barr felt inexplicable for his sudden emotion, “In terms of human nature’s obsession with matter and fear of the future, not many people want to die.”

Wang Xiaoming said: “But before I changed my job, I often felt that even if I was going to die one day, it would be fine. At least, mom, dad and brother don’t have to suffer because of me.”

Barr said: “Do you think it’s different now? Even if they don’t die, they won’t have to suffer?”

“Suffer too.” Although he knew the fallen angel, the two seemed to have established a love relationship, but he never felt that his bad luck would disappear because of this. He murmured very softly, “But I can’t bear you.” When he first met Barr, he couldn’t wait to blink him away in the blink of an eye. He never thought that one day he would not bear him.

Barr’s eyes were soft, but he quickly moved away, “Don’t worry, if you really go to hell or go to heaven, I will definitely visit you.”

Wang Xiaoming worried: “Do you think I will go to hell or heaven?” Although he hasn’t done anything bad, there are many people who have been burdened by him.

“As you like.” Baldao, “Where you want to go, I’ll see you off.”

…

“Don’t worry too much. I want to spend a few more decades thinking about it.” Wang Xiaoming stared at his hand carefully, fearing that he might be in the mood for a while and directly send himself to the west… Oh no, it’s heaven.

Barr turned his head and looked at the basketball machine. “This is good.”

Wang Xiaoming nervously said, “What do you want to do?”

Barr snapped his fingers and said, “I didn’t do anything.”

…

“Where did the basketball machine go?” Wang Xiaoming looked at the open space that suddenly appeared.

“What does it matter to me?” Barr was about to go out.

Wang Xiaoming rushed forward and took his hand and said, “Aren’t you turning him back to the dormitory?”

Barr said impatiently, “So what?”

“That’s stolen stolen goods.” The so-called “catching the gangsters” and “catching the thief to catch the stolen goods” is good now. It is not easy to hide such big stolen stolen goods.

Barr said: “Do you think I will let someone find it?” He snapped his fingers several times.

So the basketball machine was like a flashing light, and it was not in front of Wang Xiaoming for a while.

…

Seeing him walking staggeringly, Barr frowned and said, “What’s the matter with you?”

“It was flashed.”

Wang Xiaoming walked to the bar, finished his dessert in one breath, and drank a drink while saying: “Shall we go home?”

Barr seriously said, “Do you love me more tonight?”

“puff.”

The liquid that Wang Xiaoming squirted straight through Barr’s body.

…

Barr’s expression was unfathomable, “Lie down.”

Wang Xiaoming looked around, there was a cold floor, “Here?”

Barr raised his eyebrows.

Wang Xiaoming put down his drink, aggrievedly avoided the drink splashing on the ground, and slowly lay on the ground.

Fortunately, the air conditioner in the silver building is fully turned on, so even if the floor is marble, it doesn’t feel cold.

Barr’s hand was on his chest.

The name of Xiang Wenxun on the Black Star Zhu is even lighter. His name became lighter further, but a layer of silver light was faintly revealed, and the font did not change much.

The recovery of the body can be said to be rapid.

Now you can see a whole leg and a calf to the knee.

Barr was satisfied, “Tell Xiang Wenxun, we come every day.”

…

Then doesn’t he ask for leave every day?

Wang Xiaoming hesitated how to dispel his thoughts. It was enough to be embarrassed to go to work every day and wait for the end of get off work. If he doesn’t even go to work now… Isn’t it that he doesn’t even have to get his salary?

“Actually, dating requires diversification. It’s like eating the same dish for a long time, you will always get tired of it.”

“Didn’t you say that you just want to find someone to love well in your life?” Barr asked displeasedly.

“These are two different things.” Wang Xiaoming didn’t expect his words to be remembered so firmly. When he was surprised, he couldn’t help laughing. “Uh, of course, there can only be one lover in a lifetime. But you can’t eat food every day. It’s like eating too much lamb chops. Now, it will smell like sheep.”…Oh, what the hell is he talking about.

“Then do you have any good ideas?”

The door was knocked twice and pushed open from outside.

The waiter walked in and looked at Wang Xiaoming who was lying on the ground in surprise, “Mr. Wang? Do you feel unwell in any way?”

Only then did Wang Xiaoming realize that he had been lying on the ground without getting up. He smiled dryly and said: “It’s nothing, just sit and sit ups. Uh, playing a lot of games, back pain and leg cramps, so it’s all right now.” He quickly stood up.

The waiter blinked. Why does the backache and leg cramps sound so familiar?

“Uh, I think…”

“President Xiang also arranged fireworks for you on the top floor. Please here.” The waiter nodded and turned to lead the way.

fireworks?

Wang Xiaoming fought a cold war. The memory of being burned by fireworks when I was a child flooded my mind.

“Not going?” Barr is now very confident about Xiang Wenxun’s arrangement, so he urges him instead.

Wang Xiaoming sighed and followed silently. I hope that someone will be responsible for the fireworks.

…

But the reality is obviously not as good as imagined.

Wang Xiaoming looked helplessly at the empty field and a pile of fireworks that were obviously abandoned. He resignedly walked over, took out one of them, placed it in the middle of the open space, and then took out a lighter.

The moment the flame ignited, fear struck my heart.

He looked at the fuse above the fireworks and hesitated to reach out.

The flame went out.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

“Can’t you even start a fire?” Barr was speechless to the extreme.

“It was just windy just now.” Although in front of him, he had always been a cowardly and useless image, but Wang Xiaoming didn’t like the deep-rooted image. He took a deep breath and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

The moment the firelight touched the fuse, he screamed and fled.

After escaping for about 50 meters, he turned around, then looked at the dark sky, and said in surprise: “What about fireworks?”

Barr said calmly: “Don’t let it if you don’t like it, and no one is forcing you.”

Wang Xiaoming walked back with his head down, and said, “But I want you to see it.”

“The fireworks in the human world are just hand-made vulgar objects. What’s so good about it?” Barr said with disdain.

…

The game consoles of the human world are also handmade.

Wang Xiaoming shook his eyebrows, but he knew in his heart that he gave up because of his fear. Just now, he was still looking forward to it. “Uh, are there no fireworks in heaven and hell?”

“Hell is more the spark of battle.” Barr embraced his chest and stood on the top floor overlooking his feet, with an aura of watching the world. “There are no fireworks in heaven. Because those angels who think they are holy prefer pure natural scenery. ”

“For example?”

“Turning colorful clouds.” When Barr said, a trace of nostalgia flashed across his face.

“Baal.” Wang Xiaoming couldn’t help but said, “I heard that the fallen angels fell for a reason. What’s your reason?”

Barr’s face turned cold, before he said for a while: “Unhappy.”

…

This is also a reason? Wang Xiaoming didn’t know what to say.

“No matter how beautiful and pure heaven is, it is nothing but the accumulation of countless lies and patience.” Barr said coldly, “Because it is the closest place to God, so it can’t tolerate change. If you don’t adapt, there are only two. Road. Be patient or leave.”

If Wang Xiaoming had some enlightenment, “So are you not used to it?”

“I just hate singing the same song year after year, sitting at the same thing, looking at the same people, and saying the same things.” Baldau, “They do have peace, but not from their true heart, but Habits. They even hate new styles of clothes.” At this point, his expression can be called gritted teeth.

…

Wang Xiaoming licked his lips and said, “When you were in heaven, were you in the clothing business?”

Barr: “…”

“Because the business is not good, I fell?” His expression just now looked too much like the complaint and grumbling after the business failed.

Barr: “…”

Wang Xiaoming plucked up the courage and said, “In fact, the world is pretty good. There is a huge demand for clothing. I think you might be able to show off here.” He finished, looking forward to watching his reaction seriously.

Barr’s reaction was only two words, “Go home!”

He and Barr walked slowly on the corridor back to the dormitory.

Wang Xiaoming was not in a hurry to go back, but he didn’t think it was a bad thing to go back. Because he knew that no matter where he was, there would be Barr around him.

“Let let!” There was a rush of footsteps behind.

When he turned his head, he saw Chu Zhao clutching his arms and rushing towards this place. When he saw them, his footsteps suddenly stopped, “Did you lose the fireworks that appeared inexplicably?” Except for Wang Xiaoming, he really couldn’t think of a second one. A person with such a weird ability.

“Uh…” Wang Xiaoming watched his clothes burn a big hole, and slowly swallowed his saliva.

“Congratulations, your long-cherished wish has been fulfilled. Starting tomorrow, all the floors of the silver hall will be handled by you!” Chu Zhao finished coolly, and ran to his room before he could respond.

Open the door, step into the door, close the door.

Due to the particularity of the neighbor, he went home faster and faster.

Then he put his ear on the door and listened to the sound of footsteps from far away, his heartbeat slowly speeding up.

In fact, the fireworks didn’t burn his people, but this kind of supernatural event from time to time is really frightening. So he wanted to take this matter to give him a warning. Of course, the one who was finally warned was he or him… It depends on the mood of the monster-sama.

Wang Xiaoming’s footsteps approached.

He heard his heartbeat pounding and pounding.

All the way to his door…stopped.

The doorknob caught in Chu Zhao’s hand was almost broken. He covered his mouth with one hand, and after waiting for a long time, he didn’t see any movement from the other party, and finally couldn’t help running to the bedroom and closing the door.

The twelve-square-meter bedroom made him feel empty for the first time.

He stood in the closet and hesitated for a while, and finally couldn’t resist the natural fear of the monster, gritted his teeth and got in.

No matter what, if you mix up with today, the big deal, the big deal, I won’t do it tomorrow!

boom.

The wardrobe door drew up from the inside.