It's hell, my lord

He Xian never thought that Zhu Xingchen's parents were two big men, so he couldn't ask directly.It's just that he was more than surprised by this, but it didn't disgust him. In his eyes, the couple looked very harmonious, and they should be a natural pair.

What confuses him the most is Zhu Yinfeng's attitude towards him, as if he is his own son who is away from home, while Zhu Xingchen is like a friend his son picked up outside.He Xian thought about it again and again, thinking that it might be his "politeness" as a parent.But such a flattering attitude is just 'polite and polite', which is too scary.

"Xiao Xian, eat more meat, look at this skinny one, any wind can blow you away." Zhu Yinfeng moved his mouth, and the plate of braised pork slipped in front of He Xian.

He finally understood where Zhu Xingchen's 'blindness' came from, and even the words to persuade people to eat were exactly the same.

He Xian thought about it again and again, and was once on the verge of collapse—for the first meeting, let alone Zhu Xingchen's parents, he really didn't know how to deal with it.In the end, he forcefully squeezed out a sentence: "Thank you, uh... Uncle." It has long been heard that people who practice Taoism don't look old, and some even look like a day for thousands of years.But this Zhu Yinfeng is too young, slightly better than his own son.He Xian thought about it for a long time, and felt that the word "uncle" would not lose respect, and would not be too old.

Zhu Yinfeng still smiled coquettishly, and He Xian caught the slightly downward corner of his eyes in an instant, and felt a little displeasure.Zhu Yinfeng said with a smile: "Oh boy, what's your name uncle, don't be so polite, Xingchen's friends are my friends, just call me brother."

Lin Shuci glanced at him expressionlessly, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident: I'm going to be a father-in-law, and I'm still so dishonest.

Zhu Yinfeng responded calmly: You are the father-in-law, whoever wants to be that kind of person without jj, can't you change your nickname?

He Xian nudged Zhu Xingchen with his elbow and asked in a low voice, "Why are they staring at each other?"

"I don't know, maybe they have been together for hundreds of years, and they have cultivated into an old couple who can make eye contact." Zhu Xingchen replied casually, pouring a large amount of high-end dog food into Xiaoha's dog bowl .

Suddenly Lin Shuci said: "Your daughter is back."

In the next second, Zhu Qi appeared in front of everyone with a paper bag in her hand, and greeted everyone sitting here shyly and obediently: "Dad, second father, brother, brother He Xian."

Zhu Yinfeng saw through this daughter who had no blood relationship with him at a glance: "Tell me, did the card money run out again?"

"Oh, dad, you are really good at predicting things, you are so romantic, you look like gold and jade, and you are ruined..." Zhu Qi realized that she had suffered from being uneducated, and seemed to have said something wrong. The gold master's face turned cold, and he suddenly stopped talking very sensiblely.

He Xian had such a thrilling meal that his stomach was about to burst, but Zhu Yingfeng was too enthusiastic: "I only ate so much, don't be too polite. Zhu Xingchen, what's the matter with you, you don't even remember to give it to others Xiao Xian picks up vegetables."

Fortunately, at this time He Xian's cell phone that would not ring once in 800 years rang, Zhu Xingchen knew for the first time that this guy still used a cell phone, and followed him out of the balcony in surprise.

The autumn night wind penetrated everywhere, and He Xian's neat hairstyle was blown up outside. He turned around and glanced at Zhu Xingchen without emotion: "Don't follow."

What he said made Zhu Xingchen's curiosity even heavier. He had never seen anyone contact him for so long. For a moment, several thoughts flashed in Zhu Xingchen's mind, referring to He Xian's first love or his ex-girlfriend. After thinking about all the possibilities, he was so angry that he rushed out and dropped his phone.

But he couldn't do such a demeanor-destructive thing, so he could only secretly draw a small secret symbol on the glass door of the balcony, and the sound of the wind outside and He Xian's voice pierced through his ears for a moment.Zhu Xingchen found that He Xian would be silent except for a faint reply of "um", so he had to add another one on top of the little talisman. This time, he heard the voice from He Xian's phone clearly.

It was a few intermittent, ethereal and sharp cries, and then an elderly woman's voice sounded, full of anticipation and feeble: "Axian...grandma, I miss you so much...why don't you come back, see grandmother……"

The old man seemed to be getting old, and he had to pause for a while after speaking a few words, but He Xian seemed to be extremely patient and listened to her without the slightest impatience.He Xian put on an extremely gentle expression, and there was a gentle and long-term distant in his words: "I will go back when I am free."

As if she didn't hear what He Xian said, she said to herself: "Your father won't call you for me, and I, an old woman, don't know how to use this thing. It's the aunt next door who helped me..."

"Grandma..." He Xian suddenly cried, "I'm sorry."

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly, and Zhu Xingchen frowned. He has practiced these things for many years, and it would be really embarrassing if he couldn't even tell whether the person on the phone was alive or dead.But should he tell He Xian? He Xian doesn't look like he is completely ignorant.

After an unknown amount of time, the screen of He Xian's cell phone went black, indicating that it had run out of battery and turned off.When he brought it out, the phone didn't have much battery left, so it's not surprising.He walked in, and just happened to bump into Zhu Xingchen who was sitting inside the glass door with shining eyes. He Xian didn't go to lift the curtain to see if there were traces of using a spell, but asked lightly, "Did you eavesdrop?"

Zhu Xingchen inexplicably felt that this attitude of omitting even doubts and directly denying his personality made people very uncomfortable.It's a pity that his group turned out to be a real villain because of jealousy. Facing He Xian's eyes, he couldn't even tell a lie: "Well, I'm sorry."

He Xian kept silent, went out and planned to thank Zhu Yinfeng and Lin Shuci before going back.Zhu Xingchen was used to being relied on by He Xian recently, and suddenly felt angry that the child he had personally fed for more than a month hid a huge secret and kept him from knowing.

And He Xian's attitude is also very obvious - don't think that if you feed me for a month, I will be your cub.Zhu Xingchen gritted his teeth, thinking about this white-eyed wolf.

Zhu Yinfeng naturally tried to keep him, but in the end he couldn't keep the invulnerable He Xian.Zhu Xingchen originally wanted to follow He Xian's heels, but was stopped by Zhu Yinfeng, who changed his previous enthusiasm for He Xian: "Zhu Xingchen, you stay with me."

"What?" Zhu Xingchen watched He Xian disappear from his field of vision. He was squatting on the floor of the entrance without slippers, "It's too dangerous for him to go home alone."

Zhu Yinfeng looked helplessly at this useless son, and made a trick to increase the defense of the entire villa: "You can pull it down, he has... the Buddha bone you gave him, what ghost can get close to him?"

"It's like this..." Zhu Yinfeng looked at Lin Shuci, who was coming over, hesitantly, and Lin Shuci immediately continued: "Your father and I have no objection to this child, or we dare not There are opinions, in fact, this He Xian, this person, maybe he hides a secret that has been dusty for thousands of years."

Lin Shuci didn't beat around the bush at all, he just told Zhu Xingchen confidently - he is unusual, but I just can't tell you what is unusual.

"Maybe many things will happen in the future, and the ridiculous truth, it may hurt you. So, do you still want to be with him?" Lin Shuci said.

Zhu Yinfeng felt that Lin Shuci didn't speak Braille, so he went to the battle himself: "To put it simply, you might die, are you afraid?"

Zhu Xingchen was confused and didn't answer Zhu Yinfeng's question. He turned his head to look like the more reliable Lin Shuci: "What is the truth?"

Lin Shuci didn't lie to him, and said frankly, "I don't know."

"He Xian... who is he?" Zhu Xingchen recalled that the reason why he approached him at the beginning...was because of the plan of his parents, because of the truth that should have been buried in the ground long ago.So how...how could there be love, how could it be so easy to fall in love with him.

"Did I know him a long time ago?" Zhu Xingchen suddenly asked without thinking, but happened to touch the truth by mistake.Recalling all the previous things, everything he saw in "Lost Paradise", the vague and familiar shadow in the hallucinations flooded into his mind throughout the text, rampaging in his mind with teeth and claws.

Lin Shuci hurriedly said: "Concentrate on it." Cultivators are most jealous of demons, but Zhu Xingchen, who is always calm, was entangled by demons at this time.

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According to this writing, it is estimated that it can last to 15 words...it should be very fast.