Hypoxia era

After Xiao Sifang repeatedly stated that the humble house could not bear the visit of the Holy Father, the omnipotent Holy Father slowly took out a yellow-brown identity ring and clasped it on his empty wrist.

Xiao Sifang suffered a crushing defeat.

Xiao Sifang had nothing to say.

Early the next morning, the elder sister who kindly let the younger brother sleep well, told the younger brother the "good news".

Xiao Bamian couldn't catch his breath and almost passed out, took a breath of oxygen to suppress his shock, and asked with trembling lips, "Comrade Xiao Sifang, did you catch something about Dad?"

"...Not at all." It was all his own thinking!

"Then you were selected..." Xiao Bamian stopped, glanced around vigilantly, and then approached her ear and asked in a low voice, "Have you been selected to perform a secret mission?"

nor.

Xiao Sifang really wanted to answer this way, but obviously, a full-level brain-dead fan would break the casserole and ask the bottom line, and even if she told the truth, this guy would not believe it.

Balancing the two, Xiao Sifang could only nod his head against his conscience.

"Then, how can we hide the brilliance of Cen's father? I'm so scared, aren't my parents and grandma even more scared?" Xiao Bamian couldn't help feeling deeply worried, "Even if the identity ring is covered, Dad is still a shining dad!"

Too many slots.

Xiao Sifang had no choice but to continue to make up the same reason as before: "You all know that it is a secret mission, how could he still go as Vice President Cen, he will naturally be the same as us. Don't worry about these things, go out quickly, He's waiting for us outside the exit."

"Oh, oh oh." Xiao Bamian carried his luggage in a daze, and floated out as if he was stepping on cotton with his feet.

The teacher who was on duty at the gate this time was not Duan Feifei, but a teacher from the Manufacturing Department. Although he had no direct contact with Xiao Sifang, he was very happy to see her and greeted her kindly: "Sifang, you will come back today too. Are you home yet?"

Xiao Sifang took the pass back with both hands, smiled and nodded.

"Yes, I've been in college for so long, and I'm also homesick."

"Then go back quickly, your outer city is big, it will take a long time to come and go?"

"Yes." Xiao Sifang put away the pass, pulled up his luggage again and said goodbye to the enthusiastic teacher, "Goodbye, teacher."

The teacher on duty smiled and waved.

The driver who brought them here last time had already arrived, and the car was parked a little far from the gate, and because of the wind at this time, the windows of the car were tightly closed, so it was difficult to detect the movement outside.

The two yelled, but no one answered, so they had to rush over with their big and small bags.

Xiao Sifang knocked on the window, and the driver, as if he had just realized it, lowered the window and looked at her with disapproval.

"In all directions, it's not good for the two of you to do this. Since you want to take your classmate home to play, how can you let him come out and wait for the bus by himself?"

Xiao Sifang: "..." How shameless to say that he is a classmate.

Xiao Bamian: "..." As expected of a father, he endured so much humiliation in order to carry out the task!

A clear and youthful voice came from the back row of the carriage.

"It's okay uncle, we are good friends and don't care about these."

Then the driver uncle laughed, "You are a good boy!"

Xiao Sifang couldn't take it anymore, so he quickly asked him to open the trunk and stuff the luggage into it.

"Are you sitting in the back?" Xiao Sifang asked before getting into the car.

Xiao Bamian shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I don't dare, you'd better sit in the back, I'll be fine with a little pomp!"

Xiao Sifang is also convinced that a person can be so cowardly.

Looking at the seat inside through the blackened car window, she opened the car door on the other side of the empty seat, and just raised her head and looked at the person sitting next to her, when she got into the car, she stopped.

It was only after the driver yelled that she got into the car with hands and feet.

After the car started, she turned her face stiffly, intending to look at it again to make sure she was not dazzled.

It turns out not.

The original dark gray hair became the popular flaxen color in the inner city, and the lively light color made his skin whiter. During this period of time, the popular cartoon meow in the interstellar, the lower part of the body is khaki cropped pants, revealing a part of the ankle, and the bottom is a pair of generous white sneakers...

Xiao Sifang covered his eyes, unable to watch anymore.

No wonder he was so confident that he dared to pretend to be her classmate at a young age. He really had the capital.

Cen Bo with restrained aura and this age-reducing attire can almost pretend to be a student.

His expression was also well adjusted, and he asked in a slightly curious and excited tone: "How long will it take to get to your house?"

Xiao Sifang felt his eyes hurt when he saw him, his ears hurt when he heard his words, and his throat was scratched when trying to answer his questions.

She didn't know what kind of demeanor and tone should be used to cooperate with this "classmate". She glanced at Xiao Bamian in front of her, and found that the other party was sitting upright, with her hands and feet in an upright position. on.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and try her best to answer in a normal tone: "About six hours, you...you can sleep."

Before Cen Bo could speak, the uncle driver in the driver's seat spoke enthusiastically.

"It doesn't matter if you want to play games and chat, I won't think you are noisy."

Still don't.

Xiao Sifang said righteously: "No, I want to sleep. If they chat, they will disturb me."

The driver uncle choked and muttered: "You kid doesn't know how to treat guests at all. Since you brought your classmates home to play, then the winner can do whatever he wants..."

Seeing that he was tending to make long speeches, and Xiao Sifang couldn't hold back anymore, Cen Bo smiled silently, and thoughtfully relieved: "It's okay, I happened to be sleepy too, and I didn't sleep well last night."

I don't know why, but the uncle driver who likes this young man very much heard what he said, and immediately responded: "That's fine, then you all sleep for a while, anyway, the wind and sand are up, and there is no good scenery."

Xiao Bamian's opinion, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was completely ignored.

Xiao Sifang breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously turned his face to look at the people around him, and then quickly turned back as if he had been greatly stimulated.

Unbearable.

No.

Go to sleep and think of this as a nightmare.

She leaned back on the back, closed her eyes and began to lull herself to sleep.

After closing it for about ten seconds, she couldn't help opening a slit in her eyes, and secretly looked at the holy father who pretended to be tender.

At this time, the sky was bright, and even the yellow sand that had begun to fly around couldn't cover the strong light.There was light reflected from the car window, and a large area of ​​natural light obliquely shone in from inside, which just wrapped people in and added a wonderful filter to the already eye-catching objects.

It seems that even this natural phenomenon has a soft spot for him.

In all fairness, the holy father looks very good even if he is dressed simply like this. He looks youthful and vigorous, with a little indifference that is unique to the holy father. His temperament is perfect and impeccable.

She couldn't help but wonder, was the Holy Father like this 30 years ago?

It’s not like the breeze is blowing, the clouds are indifferent, and it’s not as calm and elegant as you can handle the replay lightly, and it’s not like he is very close to you, but you always feel that he is far away, so far away that you can’t see it at all. clear.

30 years is a long time.

With a glance, Xiao Sifang quickly closed his eyes.

Forcibly closed it for 3 minutes, then secretly opened it again, and then opened it wide.

In the bright sunlight, the Holy Father, with his golden flaxen hair, fell asleep leaning against the shaking car window.

Due to his tall stature, his hands and feet are cramped in this narrow compartment, and his posture is awkward, but his face with his eyes closed is very relaxed.

Calm, peaceful.

Xiao Sifang stared at him, not sure if it was 10 minutes or 10 minutes, and he didn't know if he was distracted during the period. In short, he felt that his eyes were a little dry, so he turned back and opened his portable electronic notebook.

start to learn.

When Cen Bo woke up, the visibility outside was no more than 50 meters due to the roll of yellow sand. The driver slowed down and drove slowly among the rubble.

There were still people walking against the wind and sand beside the simple houses on the roadside. From time to time, they could hear the hysterical scolding of adults, and the shrill cries of children who were still rolling outside when they were caught.

This experience is very fresh.

Cen Bo had passed over the outer city countless times, but it was the first time he walked slowly on the ground like this.

He saw many things and let them flow away until the last trace dried up.

"arrive!"

The car stopped, and the uncle driver shouted back: "Everyone is up."

Xiao Sifang, who hadn't slept in the first place, glanced at the people next to him from time to time, and got used to the new image of the Holy Father well, got out of the car calmly, and didn't pay too much attention to him.

As soon as the car stopped, Mrs. Xiao, who had been looking out by the window, got up from her chair and hurried out.

Xiao Sifang and Xiao Bamian were taking luggage in the trunk. Xiao Sifang counted the luggage and found that there was an extra box.

Just as he was about to put it back, a hand reached out from behind and grabbed the lever.

"mine."

Xiao Sifang quickly let go, stood where he was, and covered his heart.

The Holy Father's pressure was too strong, and she couldn't help but her heart beat faster.

Mrs. Xiao thanked the driver in front of the car: "It's really troublesome for you, why don't you go in and have a drink?"

"No, I have to hurry up. It will take half an hour to get home. I won't be able to drive when the wind and sand are heavy." The driver refused her invitation, and asked the children behind him to close the trunk for him, and the car did not get out. Just left.

The old lady Xiao looked at the rear of the car and sighed, "I'm so sorry", before turning her head to look at her grandchildren whom she hadn't seen for several months.

This was incredible, she was shocked when she saw the boy standing beside Sifang who was half a head taller than Bamian.

Why, why is there one more? !

The eyes flicked back and forth between the granddaughter and the strange boy.

Looking for someone? !

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