The American Scripture

Night fell.

The lights in the town are shining, and it looks particularly serene. The lights of rare cars shuttle from the street, occasionally illuminating the windows of the room. Zhen Fan was standing in front of the window at night like this, looking at the place on the opposite street, and did not move or say anything for a long time.

"True!" Someone was knocking on the door.

"Come in, the door is not closed!" Zhen Fan stood still and said a word.

The people who came in were Kirk and his father Pierre. After they came in, they saw Zhen Fan standing by the window, and seemed to have something to say.

"Do you want to be here or go to the living room, which is more spacious!" Zhen Fan turned his head and looked at them with a smile, "Pierre, what do you think?"

"Go to the living room, listen to you!" Pierre smiled, then turned around, and went out first. Kirk blinked at Zhen Fan, then followed out, Zhen Fan smiled, said nothing, followed at the end!

Three people were sitting around the coffee table, and Pierre made three cups of coffee and brought them.

"That's it. I feel that there will be unusual things in Philip's house today. We really want to go and see. Do you want to follow us?" Pierre said first, "Today I saw Helena go to Philip At home, I think they’re going to showdown, you already know, Rachel has never liked Helena!"

"Let's not disturb them!" Zhen Fan shook his head. "They are all adults, they will have their own judgments, and they will also make the right decisions."

"But... if the negotiation breaks down, there will be irreparable losses. Their home will be changed, in short... it will not be the same, and all the tacit understanding and compromise will be broken!" Kirk was a little anxious. "I don't want it like this. They are my best friends and neighbors."

"I don't want it, but someone has to break it, right? It's not fair to Helena!" Zhen Fan said, looking at Kirk, "Why don't you go by yourself and tell me this?"

Kirk smiled reluctantly: "I always think Rachel trusts you, and...Philip also believes in you, so does Helena. Well, even if you don't persuade you, you have to go and see!"

"Rachel trusts me?" Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled.

"Yes. Yes, she trusts you, I swear, although she says a lot about you... but I can hear it. I have been dating her for more than ten years. She blinked and I knew if she was Lie!" Kirk opened his hands, "If we just go like this, we will definitely annoy her."

"So you came to me?" Zhen Fan looked at Pierre again.

Pierre shrugged and smiled at Zhen Fan: "This is Kirk's idea. I always think that they are fully capable of solving their own affairs and organizing their lives. We have no right to ask them. But this guy...he is always stubborn. He is worried about Rachel!"

"Dad—" Kirk was speechless, and was "selled" by his father so soon. Therefore, he can only look at Zhen Fan helplessly. "Well, it was my idea. Do you want to go with me? I want to go and see, even if it's just watching!"

"No, not tonight!" Zhen Fan said, "After tonight, you can talk to them casually. Anyone will do, but not tonight. This is for your good!"

"Why? Why not tonight?" Kirk couldn't help it. "Well, well, tonight may not work for you, but it will work for me. I'll go alone!" Kirk said Just stand up.

"Hey, kid, don't forget your father!" Pierre also stood up, ready to follow.

"Stop, man, I'm alone, I don't need anyone's help, stay here!" Kirk pointed at Pierre, "Don't try to stop me!" He walked out without looking back.

Seeing Kirk walked out without looking back, Pierre shrugged helplessly, and opened his hand to Zhen Fan: "Look, this is the treatment of my father. He called me buddy. I am His father!",

"I think when he said that, he must have forgotten that you are his father!" Zhen Fan said with a smile, "Well, the party is over, I'm back to the room, Pierre, I wish you a Good dream. Good night, buddy!"

"Well, buddy, good night!" Pierre watched Zhen Fan walk into the room, and laughed helplessly. "Man, this name is really good, it's really strange to sleep!" After a glass of wine, I took it into the room.

Kirk went out, he wanted to go there quickly, he wanted to see what would happen to the Philip family. The street lights at night shone on the street, a little dim, and there were no more pedestrians on the street at this time. Even the sound of the car is gone.

Kirk crossed a street, under a street lamp, he could clearly see the street sign next to him, and after another block he could reach Rachel's house. So he quickened his pace.

The street seemed a little dim, and there seemed to be a street lamp in front of him. He took a few steps quickly, thinking that he would be at Rachel's house after this street lamp. I crossed the street with street lights and walked towards the front, but the front was still dim, and I could hardly see the lights from the houses on the roadside.

You'll be there after a few steps! Kirk said the same thing in his heart again, and then speeded up his pace, maybe just a few steps to reach Rachel's house.

Street lights, there are street lights in front, yes, **** street lights.

When Kirk came to the street lamp, he stopped, and then looked at the pole on the street lamp. Then, when he turned his head, he could see a street sign next to the street light. Obviously, he was familiar with this street sign. He suddenly remembered that the street sign beside the street lamp in front seemed very similar to this one. I don't really want it, but this is it at all.

"Damn it!" Kirk cursed, and then looked around. Except for a little bit around the street lamp, the rest of the place was very dim, slowly disappearing into the street, like a giant in darkness. The beast swallowed it in one bite, without seeing any way out.

"Where is tmd?" Kirk cursed, not knowing which way to go. It was dark all around, only a little bit of light here, and when I looked up at the sky, there were no stars and nothing to use as a reference.

"God, I won't be able to walk to Rachel's house forever!" Kirk couldn't help but patted his forehead. Obviously, he felt that he was lost, and he was lost in this small town he had been familiar with for more than 20 years. It's really unthinkable, because he can almost go through the town with his eyes closed.

Is this still the town where I live? Kirk was confused with a trace of fear. Obviously, he was almost spinning around the street lamp, and he couldn't get out no matter how he walked. This thing is really weird. Could this be **** black magic? Kirk didn't want to sit still, thought for a while, decided to try it, and then went forward without knowing which direction.

In the next morning, Pierre got up and called "Kirk", but no one answered him. So he went to look in Kirk's room again, and still did not see Kirk's shadow. Moreover, the bed was clean and tidy, indicating that either no one was sleeping, or that he had gotten up early and didn't know where he went.

"This guy!" Pierre smiled, thinking that he had gone to Rachel's house again early in the morning, "Last night was not enough, I have to go this morning." He didn't bother to look for him.

Zhen Fan went out and looked outside, only to see a figure walking towards here desperately. Take a closer look, who is not Kirk? He opened the door and smiled at Kirk who came up: "Morning, I went to exercise so early in the morning? Why are your clothes so dirty? Are you playing football or rugby?"

Kirk was weak, did not speak, sat down on the sofa and fell asleep. Pierre, who was washing in the bathroom, heard the movement and came out to take a look. He was dumbfounded and said to Kirk, "What did you do? Rolled in the mud early in the morning?"

"I stayed in the street all night and didn't sleep all night. I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep. Don't bother me!" Kirk said, closing his eyes and holding the pillow on the sofa, motionless, within a few minutes There was a slight snoring sound.

"This guy is sleepy!" Pierre shook his head. "I don't understand. Didn't he go out last night? Or this morning?"

"He never came back last night!" Zhen Fan shook his head and looked at all this with a grin.

"It's weird!" Pierre said to Zhen Fan, shaking his head, "I'm going to make breakfast!"

Zhen Fan stopped him and said with a smile: "I'll come and make you some fresh, Chinese noodles, miscellaneous sauce noodles, you will like it!" Then he walked towards the kitchen.

Pierre didn't stop him, and let him toss in the kitchen. In fact, it is not an authentic miscellaneous noodle, because the seasoning is uneven, it is made into a variant of miscellaneous noodle with tomato sauce. In fact, the flavor is no different from that of spaghetti!

Kirk was exhausted~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Last night, I wandered around the street light all night. He was exhausted, so he couldn't wake him up during breakfast, so Pierre also included his share. For the service. Then he went out to work, and Kirk was still at home, anyway, there was Zhen Fan at home to take care of him.

Knowing that after twelve noon, Zhen Fan called pizza, Kirk woke up, and then ate pizza for breakfast and lunch, and said with a frustrated expression: "I didn’t show up at Rachel’s house last night, but I met A very strange thing, I'm lost!"

"This is normal!" Zhen Fan held back a smile.

"This is normal?" Kirk looked at Zhen Fan in surprise, "I have lived in this town for twenty-one years, and I can guess where I went with my eyes closed, but I was lost last night. , You still say it's normal?"

"Yes! I'm sure, this is normal!" Zhen Fan smiled, "Well, Kirk, let me treat you, and then I will go to Rachel’s house. Maybe everything has been resolved last night. Today may be a brand new beginning!"

"I'll go with you!" Kirk said quickly, stuffing the last piece of pizza in his mouth, and then went to wash his face! (To be continued...)