The era of the national system

When the point is over, we all understand each other.

Lin Mi bowed to him, and then left first.

Yang Ting stood on top of a tall building, and the wind outside was bleak, but he couldn't match the bone-chilling coldness that spread from the bottom of his heart.

He understood what Lin Mi said from the very beginning, but when he saw Wen Xu talking to him without any grievances and seeing him smiling at him, he wanted to suppress everything, even if it was only for a short while, he could Satisfy your heart's desire.

But it was only such a short time before the truth was revealed.

Yang Ting got on the flying car and returned to his residence in about three to four minutes.

The moment the door was pushed open, even the smell in the air was completely different.

Even though it is still dark, it no longer looks like a cold tomb, just because of the sound of another person's breathing.

If it could be like this every day, if I could feel him every time I came back, if...

Yang Ting clenched his palms so hard that his nails pierced his flesh, and his blood was filled to bring him back to his senses.

Lin Mi was right, Wen Xu who lost his memory was still Wen Xu, and he was still him.

No one has changed, and I reluctantly go on, and the final outcome is still the same.

Yang Ting relaxed his mood and strode into the house.

Wen Xu was sleeping on the bed with his clothes on, obviously very tired.

Yang Ting stood beside him, bent slightly, and looked at him seriously.

Clean and soft black hair, fair forehead, even if the eyes are closed but the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, the bridge of the nose is slightly small, the lips are ruddy, and the corners of the mouth are naturally upturned, making people want to bow their heads and kiss .

In Yang Ting's memory, these are the most beautiful facial features he has ever seen.

When he was at his worst, when he was most helpless, in his humble childhood, the only person who gave him warmth, the only person who reached out to him, and the only person who stood by him was Wen Xu.

In fact, he may not be able to tell whether Wen Xu is good-looking at all. He just knows that this person can completely attract all his attention, this person can make him feel the happiness that rises from the bottom of his heart, and only this person can keep him going. longing...

Hold him tight, hug him, hold him, let him see only him, only think of him, only him.

He didn't know whether such a relationship was considered love or not.

But as long as he imagines that Wen Xu is beside him, in his arms, and wherever he can see, he can feel the unspeakable joy. It is a thrilling excitement that cannot be expressed, like Like poison, even if he tries his best to control it, it will ferment and become more and more serious with time.

As if feeling a little strange, Wen Xu turned over, and the little furry guy rolled with him, but because Fatty is too big now, when he rolled, Wen Xu's clothes were stretched apart by him.

Yang Ting's gaze moved almost instantly, and landed on his exposed belly.

The Adam's apple twitched slightly, and Yang Ting stood in the shadow, but his palm seemed to be bewitched, and he touched it lightly.

The hot palm met the cold skin, like fire meeting ice, which made each other feel a little trembling.

Wen Xu didn't wake up, but Yang Ting suddenly withdrew his hand.

He straightened up and stood there quietly like a statue.

Can't touch, can't move, otherwise, what awaits him is nothing but eternal doom.

Wen Xu lost his memory, but his character would not change for it.

He is casual, straightforward, and loves freedom. He is frank, wanton, and strong in heart. His personality is more like the scorching sun in the sky, and his people are like young eagles that can soar in the sky.

And he... is dark, sick, and paranoid, and only wants to let his light fall under him, and only wants to cut off his wings and make him his property.

Even if Wen Xu had forgotten all about it, after contacting him again, Yang Tian knew that his true nature would still be exposed.

At that time, Wen Xu will still leave him.

But at that time, Yang Ting couldn't guarantee that he could let go.

He could convince himself the first time, but if it was the second time, he would lock him by his side desperately.

Even if Wen Xu threatened him with death, he would let him die in his arms.

Lin Mi is kind.

Tell the truth as soon as possible, and save Wen Xu and Yang Ting.

Wen Xu slept soundly that night, until the sun shone through the curtains on the bed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, he slept for another night. Wen Xu stroked his son's soft fur, still a little unable to regain his senses.

What about talking tonight?Yang Ting didn't come back?

Wen Xu got up, and the thin silver thread slipped off his body. He looked it over, and suddenly felt that someone should have been in this room.

No one else can come in, only Yang Ting.

Wen Xu pondered for a while, then immediately turned his head and thought of his own system.

As long as he is with Yang Jing and Fat Du at the same time, the system will accumulate energy, just look at the value on the energy bar to see if it goes up.

He clicked on the system, but was startled when he saw it.

Where is the increase, the energy bar has increased by a large amount!

In order to avoid an oolong, Wen Xu had carefully calculated the ratio of this value to time.

Judging from the current increase, Yang Ting had been here for at least six hours.

From this point of view, not only did Yang Ting come back, but he also took a nap?

wrong!Wen Xu looked at his side, the double bed was huge, half of it was occupied by him and Fat Du, while the bedding on the other half was still neat and untouched.

Yang Ting didn't sleep here, but he stayed here for six hours. Could it be... that he stood there all night?

Cough...Wen Xu thought it was ridiculous, how could it be possible.

Even if you don't wake him up, you won't be waiting here forever!

The movement of Wen Xu getting up was not small. As soon as Fatty felt his father leave, he opened his eyes and rolled into his father's arms with a swoop. After firmly grasping Wen Xu's arm with two small paws, the little penguin started Unique skill - stand up and come back to the cage.

Wen Xu got used to it a long time ago, and while stroking his fur to comfort him, he got up to pack up.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Wen Xu guessed that Yang Ting was probably too busy and came back very late. He didn't wake up when he saw him falling asleep, and he had something to do in the morning, so he left first.

Wen Xu didn't think about it anymore, anyway, he had already talked to Yang Ting, and the atmosphere between the two was good, and there were plenty of opportunities to get along slowly.

After breakfast, Wen Xu took Fat Du to Sizhu Garden.

Who knew that just as he got off the speeding car, he saw a circle of people at No. 26.

What is this fight for?

Just wondering, Hei Hao had already run over: "Mr. Wen, you are here!"

Wen Xu raised his chin slightly, and asked in a gesture, "What's the matter?"

Hei Hao smiled wryly and said: "Dr. Zhang's place is in short supply of blind medicinal materials. He called all the planters early in the morning and tested them one by one. They said that they must pass the examination before they can be planted, because that seed is very precious and there is only one."

Wen Xu raised his eyebrows. He sounded a little interested, and challenging difficult problems made people's blood swell the most.

Hei Hao approached him, and said in a softer voice: "I heard that that kind of seed is very strange. If it is successfully planted, it will greatly improve your skill proficiency, and it can be refined into a blind medicine by Dr. Zhang, which is amazing. .”

The news about the third laboratory was blocked from the outside world, so Hei Hao didn't know about it, but Wen Xu knew it well.

He understood after a little thought.

Probably the fire cloud beast was injured, and Dr. Zhang wanted to refine medicine for his wounds, but he was short of some medicinal materials, so he asked a planter here for help.

But this Dr. Zhang's temper is really bad enough. After more than a dozen planters failed the test in a row, he started blowing his beard and staring.

"How dare you come here to show off this little ability? Is there anyone else who is capable? It is also a senior professional title. Why is there such a big gap between the qualifications of planters and our alchemists!"

As an old man who deserves such a beating, Dr. Zhang said that he is the second, so no one dares to say that he is the first.

Immediately, there was a young man who couldn't help it: "Dr. Zhang! You are asking too much. Peach Beauty is the most delicate and colorful plant. Even if it is in the seedling stage, it will take at least ten years to make it open." Three times of low-temperature lighting, eight times of side arc lighting, six times of mist spraying and three times of infiltration watering, and these processes will take at least four hours! And you ask to complete it within one hour, even if it is a master Planters can't do it!"

What the young man said was very reasonable, and all the planters present felt sympathetic.

Dr. Zhang blew on his beard and snorted, "Don't say others can't do it if you can't do it yourself. It takes more than an hour for you to plant blood silk bamboo, but someone can do it in half an hour!"

One sentence made everyone present speechless. They had seen what Dr. Zhang said, and that person was Wen Xu who came to work the first day.

It was a coincidence that Wen Xu just walked over, so everyone's eyes were cast on him.

Dr. Zhang's eyes lit up even more. Although he didn't take the initiative to make a sound, he poked the assistant beside him vigorously.

The assistant with facial paralysis was very aware of his urination, so he took the initiative to say: "Mr. Wen, good morning, our boss has been waiting for you here for a long time, could you please do me a favor and take a simple test."

The assistant's words were so euphemistic that it really lowered his status too much. Dr. Zhang hummed softly, but at any rate, considering the need to use Wen Xu, he finally pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

Wen Xu strode over, he didn't care much about it, firstly, he was very interested in this kind of seed, secondly, he knew that the matter of the Fire Cloud Beast was no small matter, and being able to help Yang Ting was considered to be a relationship with each other, so he still Happy to come and help.

Wen Xu's planting technique was inherited from Wang Yuzong. Although Wang Yuzong never said it clearly, Wen Xu also knew that his professional title was at least a master level, which is why Wen Xu's skill proficiency is so high.

Peach beauty, as its name suggests, is round and fat, with pink tips and white and tender stems. Although it is not a flower in full bloom, its naive appearance has become the favorite of many girls.

It's just that Peach Beauty is too delicate. If she hadn't been taken care of by a special planter, she would have been smothered to death by being dried out in the sun, dying of thirst, bitten to death by insects, and even the density of the soil was too high...

Wen Xu has never been in contact with this purely ornamental plant, but fortunately he has a good memory and likes to read, so he knows its habits very well.

Even if the skill proficiency is very high, if you can't concentrate when casting it, you won't be able to control the power well. The subtle difference in this can't be felt by ordinary people, but experts can see it at a glance.

Wen Xu's hands, which held a knife and a gun in his previous life, are fierce, but they have also cultivated a level of precision that ordinary people can't match, which is why they can do so with ease.

In 10 minutes, just after completing five low-temperature light exposures and six side arcs, Dr. Zhang hurriedly stopped.

"Okay! Come on, Wen Xu, come with me quickly, let's not waste time here."

This actually passed the assessment without waiting for the peach beauty to bloom.

But time waits for no one, Dr. Zhang is in a hurry, and Wen Xu can only follow.

A group of people got on the speeding car, and as soon as they sat down firmly, Dr. Zhang yelled at the communicator: "What did you say? Yang Xing went back to his home?!"

Immediately afterwards, I vaguely heard a voice from the communicator: "The Patriarch called urgently, so the young master went back first."

Dr. Zhang's beard grew even higher: "That old bastard Yang Yunsheng, you have no kindness!"