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"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Tang Congyun squatted beside the bed, staring at the weak Meng Tuiran, he somewhat guessed what the old man was about to say to him.But Meng Tuiran just looked at him without saying anything, and after a long time he said leisurely:

"You're so smart," he sighed, "you've already guessed what I'm going to say, haven't you?"

Tang Congyun was a little surprised, wondering if his expression was revealing, he hurriedly cleaned up all his eyes and small movements, and then felt that his actions were not only unreasonable but also very self-deprecating.

"It's not a bad thing to be smart. What's there to hide?" Hearing this, Tang Congyun touched his nose even more uncomfortably, as if his thoughts had been stripped and placed in front of others.

"I know what happened between you and Xiaobei, although you two didn't want to hide it... You really found a hard way to follow him." Meng Tuiran was definitely no stranger to this young master, who was a hundred miles away at the time. Who didn't know that the Tang family had a "rebellious" son,

Tang Congyun smiled, naturally revealing two dimples and responded, "It was my own choice."

Meng Tuiran was silent for a long time, his eyes were so complicated that people couldn't figure out a thread, and he said something unrelated to the previous one: "He seems to be a very 'poor' master, and he seems to be somewhere No need for 'poor'."

It is self-evident who this "he" is, this is too general, and Tang Congyun half-understands it.

"Things experienced are enough to make a person depressed and decadent for a long time, but he just blew the wind all night, drank some wine, took medicine the next day, and then went out to meet... It can be regarded as his advantage. He has a good attitude. Nothing will go wrong, don’t worry about committing suicide and jumping off a building, you can get back up after a blow.”

Tang Congyun's face became a little strange, he thought: Is there really someone who doesn't need comfort?Is there really someone invulnerable to all poisons?Is there really someone who is under the pressure of desperation and has no thought of escaping?

"You are doubting." Meng Tuiran's eyes fell on his face, and he could see Tang Congyun's inner "self-questioning" in a second.But the old man didn't feel any discomfort caused by not being trusted, and kept a calm smile.

"You are distressed." He said to the point. If a person who met by chance came to see Fengbei, he would never ask such a rhetorical question. Most of them would find it difficult to touch. That person seems to be high above him. You will feel that these are all lies, how can someone be so determined?Then completely deny it.

There is only one kind of person who is different, and that is the lover. He always feels that this invulnerable god is made of flesh and blood. Those who cry will one day be blown away by the cold and seek a warm stove.

"Yes." Tang Congyun nodded, admitting his own thoughts. He knew that his little thoughts were almost transparent under the eyes of the person in front of him, so he didn't hide them at all. Besides, there was nothing to hide.

"Xiaobei is not a person who can sail big ships, that's why he is suitable to lead the immediate army." Meng Tuiran may be really terminally ill, and his words don't match the words, and what he said in just a few seconds and Can't make it to the front at all.

"What?" Tang Congyun was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't understand why the old man wanted to tell him these things, did he reveal his shortcomings?

"He and his team must be solitary sails. Each of them must be outstanding warriors who will not be afraid of the oncoming wind and waves even if they support a broken raft..." Before Meng Tuiran finished speaking, Tang Congyun Preempting it, he promised as if he was afraid of being thrown out: "I will not back down, uncle."

Meng Tuiran's eyes fell on him, as if in response to the "uncle", he patted his hair almost tenderly, "But there are pioneers in the era, and there are also leaders. A ship will carry everyone to The forward warship is indispensable, it is the main force and the main force."

After saying this, Tang Congyun was invited out of the room by Meng Tuiran. He seemed to understand Meng Tuiran's words, but he did understand, but he felt a little untrue.

As soon as I went out, I ran into Feng Bei, who was squatting at the door and staring at the pink robot with big eyes...the electronic eyes, and the two guys stared extraordinarily vigorously, with a "line eye" full of doubts, paired with erratic robotic ears There was something inexplicably charming, and the other pair of peach blossoms were smiling, staring at the robot with light-colored glass beads, as if it was some kind of fun.

However, it may be because both sides are not bad in appearance, and they look at each other almost beyond life and species, producing a kind of almost weird affection.

"You came out? I thought you would have a verbal battle with the old man for [-] rounds. In the end, we'll see who can speak out." When Feng Bei said this, he raised his head, his eyes even more smiling, that's all Looking at Tang Congyun's dazed expression, "Yo, what's the matter, the old man asked you to break up with me?"

"It's nothing." Tang Congyun touched his nose unnaturally. He didn't know how long Fengbei had been here. Did he hear those words just now? He pretended nothing happened, and changed the subject with a smile, "Bei Brother, did you just go to the computer and find anything?"

"Damn it, what a fucking traitor the whole room is." Feng Bei scolded, "I will abdicate tomorrow."

"What's the matter?" Tang Congyun saw that there was no resentment on his expression that his status was not guaranteed. Instead, he used his toes to recruit the robot on the ground, and squatted down to rescue the poor and suspicious robot from under his "feet".

"Feng Yinan, this little bastard who eats inside and out, she was the one who sent old Minister Meng out that night, and now she pretends not to know." Feng Bei's "old fun" suddenly disappeared, so he had to find someone " New fun", when the metal chain on the military boots made a sound, Tang Congyun's trousers were lifted up slightly.

"Brother Bei, don't move your hands if you can move your mouth," Tang Congyun immediately took a breath, and full of grievances turned this topic full of taboo pleasure into a topic about whether a civilized society can hurt people, "Civilized society, you can't kick Me, I'll fall apart when you come over with your kick... Number one in fighting?"

"It's better if you kick it to pieces," Feng Bei simply withdrew his legs and pretended to be deaf when he heard his tone, and turned his head away, too lazy to give him a look. Let's talk together when people come, I sent an emergency recall to Yinan, she will be here in a few minutes."

"Does she not know?" Tang Congyun asked.

"She's just a driver, responsible for picking up and dropping off. She doesn't know what happened. Although she is usually the most noisy, the most troublesome, in fact, she is the least capable of doing anything out of line. If she finds out that something happened to Mr. Meng, she will have to Immediately a text message came, how can you still stay outside until now without any movement?" Feng Bei glanced at him, "Unlike Cai Chen and Cheng Lan, who cut first and then played No.1, one can hold back more than the other, going out quietly, When I come back, I can kneel down and admit my mistakes to you, which is a big problem."

Tang Congyun couldn't help laughing when he heard what he said, and then heard the sound of high heels on the stairs - Feng Yinan ran up, her hair was a little disheveled, she probably knew about Meng Tuiran by the look on her face, she Slowly walking in front of Feng Bei, the circles of his eyes gradually turned red.

The lips trembled, and the syllable seemed to be a step slower when he opened his mouth. It was not heard until a tear slid down the cheek.

——"Brother, we don't have a home anymore." She spoke very softly, as if a little louder, its weight would overwhelm and overwhelm people, but it seemed that this kind of light, light, and lethal How low, Feng Bei closed his eyes tightly again when he heard this, as if he could suppress all the emotions that were almost leaked by opening and closing like this.

Fengbei's eyes are definitely beautiful one by one. For example, now, the eyelashes that are not thick but well-defined touch the lower eyelid slightly, giving people an illusory "picture scroll feeling", which is exactly this illusory feeling , making people feel that the pair of glazed beads must be full of things that cannot be seen in ordinary times.

The next second, Feng Bei opened his eyes again, pointed to the closed door, and signaled her to go in.

"It's okay." He took a deep breath, turned around and made a gesture to leave, "Let's go downstairs and wait, she will come down later."

Tang Congyun was silent for a moment, stepped up and hugged Feng Bei from behind, passed his hands through his waist, and put his head on the man's neck, he whispered: "Brother Bei, I can see that you are sad, I I'm not blind, and I won't pretend to be blind...Of course you can tell me anything."

"No, you can just comfort the person inside." Halfway through Fengbei's words, he felt the hands around his waist suddenly tightened. He was about to ask "what do you want to do" when he was grabbed by that person Caught the soft flesh on the neck.

Then, the man bit fiercely and with some inexplicable grievance, as if to vent his anger, his jaw was so heavy that the muscles of Feng Bei's whole body tensed up in the bite. From the side, he thought the guy was trying to bite off his trachea.

"What's wrong with you, you think of me as a teething stick." Feng Bei tried to push the man's head away with the other hand while pushing away the hand that was getting tighter and tighter.

It's a pity that this one bit his head a little too hard, and his expression looked a bit vicious.It took a long time to grind the teeth before they loosened and took two steps back.Poor thing is Fengbei, this position is really not good, the collar can only cover half of it, so it looks like he is still holding a pipa and half covering his face.

"Go downstairs." Feng Bei picked up his collar and wiped off his saliva, commanding without looking back.

"Brother Bei..." The culprit seemed to be still determined to finish his sentence, but unfortunately the listener lost his patience, glanced back, and chose to use the tone used by school teachers when he was a child: "If you say one more sentence, you will be fine." Stick your mouth with glue, go downstairs, do you need to use your mouth when you go downstairs?"