Chapter 656

That's too much.

Strange voices kept coming.

"Brother, brother, it's too much."

Who is it?

Wuchou slowly opened his eyes and saw Xiaoming standing in front of him, staring at himself with his exposed red pupils.

"Brother, you really go too far."

Wuchou hurried back, but wuchou soon found that he was tied to a chair by Xiaoming and couldn't move.

"Brother, why can't you look at me, look at me, it's me, why can't you accept me!"

The angry Xiao Ming kicked over the chair where wuchou was sitting and made wuchou fall to the ground.

"Uh!"

"Brother, brother, why!"

Xiaoming didn't stop, continued, continued, and constantly stepped on and kicked with his feet. He attacked recklessly without worry.

"Stop, stop, Xiao Ming, what do you want to do and why should I like you? You're just my sister."

"Just?"

Xiao Ming looked at Wu Chou without expression.

"Brother, you really don't understand anything. I've done so much for you."

"I don't know. I don't remember anything. I don't remember anything except knowing that you are my sister."

Wuchou closed his eyes and finished telling the truth, waiting for Xiaoming's next violent fight, but unexpectedly, the attack didn't come.

Wuchou steals a glance at Xiaoming and sees that the other party seems a little disappointed. He looks at wuchou.

"Xiao Ming?"

"Brother, I'm really disappointed."

Xiao Ming takes out a hammer from his pocket and walks over step by step.

"Brother, it makes me feel painful again and again. Since you can't like me, at least let me keep you like this."

"What do you want?"

Xiaoming completely ignores the panic in wuchou's eyes, raises the hammer and aims at wuchou's head.

Poof

Poop

Seeing that wuchou was knocked unconscious by himself, Xiaoming picked up something to deal with the wound on his head and turned away.

Zizizi, zizizi

When wuchou woke up again, he didn't want to think about anything except that his head was very painful.

"No, I'm leaving here."

Wuchou glanced at the locked window. It was not only sealed by the newspaper, but also nailed to death with a wooden board. It must not be opened.

Wuchou slowly climbed to open the door and locked it. The key must not be here.

"Damn it!"

Step step step

Listening to the footsteps approaching slowly, wuchou wants to go further, but the room is so big that wuchou can't leave here.

Click

Xiaoming pushes the door open and walks in. He looks at wuchou who has woken up, and his indifference is one more point.

"Are you awake?"

Take out a hammer from your pocket. You can see that the blood on it is still not dried, and a little rust color is pasted on the hammer head.

"Xiao Ming, stop, it's wrong!"

call

Poop

Watching wuchou fall to the ground again, Xiaoming treats wuchou's wound and turns away.

But soon, wuchou stretched out his hand and pulled Xiaoming's ankle.

"Xiao Ming, why?"

The response to worry free is another hammering.

Poop

How long it lasted, wuchou didn't know. He always felt dizzy. Every time he woke up, he wanted to sleep. Every time he woke up, he would be attacked by Xiaoming.

"No way."

After a long head injury, wuchou finally knows what Xiaoming's purpose is. Wuchou has given up thinking and finally reached the point where Xiaoming needs it.

When wuchou wakes up again, he sees wuchou looking at himself vaguely.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Ming, who originally wanted to take out the hammer, was so frightened that he quickly put back the hammer that had to be taken out. He looked wary and worried.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

Wuchou looked at each other vaguely, touched his head, and a stabbing pain hit him.

"It hurts. What's the matter with me?"

Wu Chou looked at Xiao Ming with a puzzled face.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Ah."

Xiaoming sat on the ground and looked at wuchou.

"Don't you remember me?"

"I can't remember anything. Who are you and who am I? Do you know me?"

"Well."

Xiaoming reaches out his hand to pull wuchou up and pats the dust on wuchou with his hand.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember. You'll remember later. Compared with this, you're hungry. Come here and I'll make you something to eat."

Xiaoming pulls wuchou out of the room and takes him to the living room.

"Well, do you remember anything?"

Wuchou looked at the decorations around and shook his head.

"I can't remember anything. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. It's not your fault if you can't remember. Good boy, sit down."

Xiaoming helps wuchou pull out the chair and takes wuchou into position.

"Wait a minute. I'll calm down first."

When Xiao Ming left the living room and returned to his room, the whole person became different.

"Finally started, started."

Xiaoming sits on the ground with a cheerful smile on his face.

"My brother finally doesn't remember anything. If I don't remember anything, I can come at will. It doesn't matter what kind of girlfriend I am now."

Xiao Ming kept giggling, and his eyes became more blurred.

"No, no, if you want to think about what to do, as long as you are prepared and put away the evidence and possibilities, your brother can't recover."

Just do it. Xiaoming comes out of the room again. His eyes are a little different.

"I've been waiting."

Xiao Ming prepares the meal and sits beside Wu Chou.

"Well, you haven't told me who you are?"

Wuchou looks at Xiaoming warily. Although Xiaoming looks harmless to himself, wuchou always feels that there is a problem with this person.

"Ah, I'm sorry. In fact, I still have something to do with you."

Looking at the incredible blush on Xiaoming's face, wuchou always feels whether the other party wants to say something that surprises him.

"Actually, me and you."

Xiao Ming clenched his fist tightly, and his palms were sweating, because he was nervous, extremely nervous.

"Don't you really remember? Everything between me and you."

"Sorry, I can't remember at all."

Xiaoming took a breath and finally tried his best to tell wuchou loudly.

"You and I are husband and wife!"

Xiaoming uses his courage to tell wuchou the most outrageous lie, and then looks worried at wuchou.

"What's the matter, Hello!"

After hearing Xiaoming's words, wuchou picked up his job in front of him and said.

"Sorry, I forgot my most important partner. Forgive me."

With that, wuchou stretched out his hand and patted him. He sat beside him and Xiaoming's head.

"Hard work."

Xiaoming, who gets a worry free response, has no other ideas except to stay in place and nod.

"Well, delicious. Did I eat these things before?"

Wuchou said and saw Xiaoming suddenly stand up.

"What's the matter?"

"Some things, you continue to eat."

With that, Xiaoming ran out of the house.