Monster Apartment

Gu Bai was stunned for a long time, then turned back and looked at Zhai Liangjun. After a while, he suffocated a sentence: "Aren't Si, Mr. Si and my father friends?"

Zhai Liangjun: "..."

Zhai Liangjun: "Who did you hear?"

Gu Bai opened his mouth, then closed it again, lowering his head in disappointment.

No one told him.

It was he himself who would be wrong.

It sounds like Dad and Mr. Si are not friends, not just friends, the relationship seems not very good.

"Then...then I won't bring my father back." Gu Bai whispered, "You should tell me where I met him. I want to see him, so...just go and see him."

Zhai Liangjun looked at Gu Bai's pitiful little appearance, and said, "You are going to find it, no one will lead the way and it will be impossible to find it."

Gu Bai stared at his toes with his head down, and stopped talking.

Zhai Liangjun looked at him like this, and forgot his own schedule, and said, "It's not that I can't take you there."

The big deal will come when you throw Gu Bai around there and then shout again. If Gu Lang really stays there and remembers the cubs, he will definitely run out.

Gu Bai looked at Zhai Liangjun and swept away the clouds: "Really?!"

Zhai Liangjun nodded: "Really."

Gu Bai was about to move, and he was so happy that he stepped on small steps under his feet, and his whole body was jumping in small steps with excitement: "Really? Really! Do you really take me there!"

"Really!" Mr. Zhai raised his hands to express surrender in the face of Gu Bai who seemed to be about to jump up and hug him. "If you don't believe me, I will take you now!"

Gu Bai tried his best to close his smiling face, but he couldn't hold it back. He lowered his head embarrassedly, wandered around the place two more times, and then gave Mr. Zhai a hug.

Run after hug, thieves are excited.

Zhai Liangjun was hugged severely. Before he recovered, he saw Gu Xiaobai rushing to his own door and opened the door smoothly.

Mr. Zhai was stupid for two seconds. Seeing Gu Bai was about to enter the door, he hurriedly shouted: "Does Gu Xiaobai have dinner today?"

Gu Bai poked his head out, and responded, without closing the door at all, turning his head and entering the room.

It's best to live here at about this point. The neighbors are very nice people. Even if the door is open, nothing will happen. The sense of security is simply overwhelming.

Gu Bai took a shower first, but when he came out he found that not only Mr. Zhai, but also Mr. Xie and Mr. Si were sitting in the living room.

The three of them turned on the TV and were watching a humanities documentary with serious faces.

Gu Bai paused, Si Yiming turned his head first, and when he saw Gu Bai's wet hair, he reminded: "Hair dry."

Gu Bai, who is not in the habit of blowing his hair, stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at Si Yiming for a long time. He wanted to ask what was going on with Mr. Si and his father.

But when the words came to his lips, Gu Bai looked at the other two again, thought about it, and chose to give up, then turned around and went back to blow his hair in the bathroom.

The sound of the hair dryer was a bit noisy. Gu Bai listened to the sound of the outside TV and the vague voice of speaking. He looked at himself in the mirror, who was blown out with his hair and countless tugging hairs. He pulled his hair indiscriminately, thinking about the outside. It would be nice to have his dad among the people.

It will be better after someone finds it, Gu Bai thought, if his father wants to come back, it's a big deal...the big deal, he moves out.

Gu Bai turned off the hair dryer and was silent for a while, listening to the lively movement in the living room, feeling a little reluctant.

How difficult it is to find such a good neighbor, and those outside have helped him a lot.

Gu Bai sighed slightly, put down the hair dryer in his hand, and found two people missing on the sofa as soon as he went out.

Only Mr. Xie was left sitting steadily on the sofa. He was looking at the list of documentary reports while holding a small book for recording.

The other two ran to the kitchen.

Gu Bai looked at the kitchen and found that Zhai Liangjun was washing rice seriously, while Si Yiming was chopping vegetables in a good manner. Listening to the rhythm of the knife chopping on the chopping board, he seemed to be a skilled hand.

Gu Bai stood at the door of the bathroom for a long time before he walked into the kitchen with his slippers, took a look, and then tugged Si Yiming's clothes.

Si Yiming put down the knife in his hand and turned to look at Gu Bai: "What's the matter?"

Gu Bai looked at the potato chips sliced ​​by Si Yiming so thin as a cicada's wings that could almost penetrate the light, and he stopped talking.

Cut it so thin and fry it will crumble.

Gu Bai thought and thought, and finally praised: "Mr. Si's knife skills are really good."

Si Yiming was very happy to hear the compliment. He cut the remaining half of the potato numbly, then put down the knife, and looked at the thawed meat and the chicken that Gu Bai had taken out before going to the bath.

"I'll do it myself, Mr. Si!" Gu Bai tried to grab the knife, and then was stopped by Si Yiming.

Zhai Liangjun said while scouring the rice over there, “It’s not a problem to keep you doing it. It’s okay to hit a hand.”

Apart from other things, at least Si Yiming likes this sense of life.

For human beings, ordinary daily life, for him, a beast that has gone through thousands of years, is a very rare and precious peace.

They had lived ups and downs in the past, and when they were not ups and downs, they basically hid in an uninhabited place to sleep. No one would choose to live as peacefully as humans.

But now it’s different. There are few places where humans haven’t set foot. Whether it’s monsters or beasts, animals, flowers and plants are cultivated to be fine, and other natural and basic needs must be kept in human form at all times, otherwise they will turn their heads. It's going to be in the headlines.

And keeping the human form does not mean that you can find a place to sleep. If you maintain the human form and find a place to sleep for decades, it will still be big news if you are discovered.

The only way out is to simply integrate into human society.

But human society is not difficult for most monsters, and even more so for the beasts who are born with the blessings of heaven and earth and auspicious omen.

In addition, they had to run out to inspect a few laps in the middle of the night, every day they were faced with so many disgusting evil spirits and sprites, and no one could bear it.

Like this daily routine of standing in the kitchen slowly and cooking, Ji Si Yiming is a very comfortable rest here.

But mainly there is this little cub.

Gu Bai's emotions were quite obvious, and the whole demon was full of rare vigor, which was particularly infecting.

One day I took Gu Bai to sleep, maybe it would have a miraculous effect on alleviating fatigue, Si Yiming thought.

Gu Bai couldn't grab Si Yiming, and Zhai Liangjun had already started the rice cooker, so Gu Bai chose to give up.

He took two lingering carrots out of the refrigerator, put them on the chopping board, and said, "Mr. Si, just cut them into pieces."

When Si Yiming heard the words, he turned his head and glanced at the plate of potato chips that had just been cut next to the chopping board, and suddenly realized: "I made the potato wrong?"

"No." Gu Bai said with a smile, "you can fried potato chips."

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai for a while, then nodded, watching Gu Bai pour the oil into the frying pan and open it, then looked back at the carrot in his hand and seriously cut it into pieces.

Gu Bai essentially had a poor thought. He looked at so much oil and was reluctant to waste it, so he decided to make a bunch of fried snacks for the three guests in addition to the staple food.

It's simple, quick and delicious. It's suitable to take it home or eat it after a meal or just eat it.

Facts proved that Gu Bai's plan was quite correct.

Today, he still failed to grab a place to wash the dishes, but after washing the dishes, the three guests did not leave. He stayed at Gu Bai's house and continued to watch the humanistic documentaries. He ate and watched a plate of potato chips.

Gu Bai knew that these three were looking for suitable teams for the documentary, and it was obvious at this moment that Zhai Liangjun's opinion was the main one.

Gu Bai didn't bother them, and went upstairs lightly. When he reached the second floor, Gu Bai looked back at the warm orange light downstairs, and heard the sound of the TV and the quiet communication between them. It's kind of lively.

He stopped at the top of the stairs on the second floor. After listening to the excitement for a while, he took the door on the second floor with satisfaction, cut off the sound of the first floor, and got busy in the studio on the second floor.

The three inhumans below looked at the second floor, and the other two turned to look at Zhai Liangjun.

Zhai Liangjun ate a slice of potato chips and was always proud: "I have told you that my eyes are like a torch, and I know at a glance that Gu Xiaobai must be lonely!"

Xie Zhi pushed his glasses, turned his head and said to Si Yiming: "I suggest that you who take care of Gu Bai..."

Halfway through, he took the words back again.

Mr. Xie has forgotten that human laws are not good for monsters.

Moreover, Gu Bai was already an adult according to human algorithms.

Si Yiming felt that this matter was easy to handle. The three of them took turns to stay with Gu Bai.

Anyway, after having the picture of the brave, Si Yiming, the smallest in the jurisdiction of the sacred beast, has become a lot more leisurely. At least during the month when Gu Bai worked, Si Yiming was very leisurely.

On the contrary, Xie Zhi and Zhai Liangjun have their own things to be busy with, and they are completely different from big guys like Si Yiming who sit behind the scenes and push everything to the company.

Gu Bai drew sleepy upstairs after dinner, and it was eleven o'clock in the evening when he recovered.

He hurried downstairs and found that the three people on the first floor did not know when they had left. Not only did they leave, the coffee table also tidied up for him, the garbage bag was also taken away, and a dish of potato chips was left on the table. Mr. Xie also pressed a piece of paper underneath.

Gu Bai carefully pulled out the note and saw what was written on it.

Potato chips are delicious, kids should go to bed early, see you tomorrow :)

see you tomorrow!

Gu Bai looked at the last three words, couldn't help but rubbed his face, and ran into the bathroom happily.

He seldom has such an agreement with others, even if it does, it is because of group activities or business affairs. This kind of meaningless agreement that is not official or serious, in Gu Bai's view. But it was a thing that made him very happy.

Gu Bai glanced at himself smiling happily in the mirror, coughed two serious coughs, hardened his face, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then climbed onto the bed with a good mood.

Gu Bai knocked on Si Yiming's door as usual the next morning.

Today’s dessert is mango sticky rice dumplings.

"Good morning, Mr. Si!" Gu Bai's face was red, full of energy.

Si Yiming looked at him a little, and Gu Bai looked like he had a good night's sleep and was in a good mood.

He nodded in response, then took Gu Bai and handed out the box.

Gu Bai pursed his lips and looked up at Si Yiming, his face full of entanglement.

He whispered: "Mr. Si..."

"Ok?"

"That..." Gu Bai's voice became even smaller, "You, do you have a bad relationship with my father?"

Si Yiming paused, thought about it, and replied tactfully: "Not good."

In fact, thinking of that gluttony made his heart angry, but in front of Gu Bai, Si Yiming still didn't show this.

After all, Gu Bai seemed to like Gu Lang a lot.

Even if he was so tactful, Gu Bai seemed very disappointed.

He nodded: "...That's it."

It seems that he really can't take his dad here.

Gu Bai thought disappointedly, but he was mentally prepared for this matter yesterday. Gu Bai adjusted quickly and immediately skipped the topic.

"Mr. Nasi, can you give me Mr. Bai's contact information?" Gu Bai asked.

Si Yiming was stunned for a while, but finally remembered that Mr. Bai is Baihu. He reported a series of numbers very proficiently and asked, "What do you want him to do with his contact information?"

"I'm going to send him special products from City S!" Gu Bai said with some embarrassment, recording the number, "but it's just ordinary things..."

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai with a relaxed expression, and couldn't help but sneered at Gu Bai's head, like a cat.

"Very good." Si Yiming said.

Bai Hu, the lonely and widowed, probably never received a special product from someone other than the tribute.

Don't talk about the white tiger.

Si Yiming never received it either.

But when I was at the airport in Province X before, I could be regarded as receiving a gift for the time being.

Although it is not a specialty, it is also Gu Bai's mind.

Si Yiming carried a box of chubby mango glutinous rice cakes and watched Gu Bai enter the elevator, and then closed the door.

Gu Bai lowered his head and sent a text message to Mr. Bai Yunpiao. After telling the other party who he was, he asked the other party for the address where he could receive the package.

Mr. Bai Yunpiao quickly returned a series of addresses and expressed surprise and expectation with a series of impassioned words.

When Gu Bai walked to the security booth and found out a large number of special products that were sent in the security booth yesterday, and prepared to copy an address to the security boy to ask him to ask him to send it out by express, his SMS inbox had already been sent. Bai Hu was squeezed.

Mr. Bai seemed to be very surprised and happy about receiving the special product.

Even Gu Bai was infected by his surprise and joy, and felt happy in his heart.

When Gu Bai opened his inbox to copy the address, the latest message he saw was: Gu Bai, I heard that you are with Si Yiming?

Gu Bai:...

Gu Bai:? ? ?

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: I am not, I am not talking nonsense.