he came from the mirror

On the other hand, Fang Ziming had already returned to Yangping with his elder brother, ready to enter the gate of his parents' house.

The day he left was Friday, and when he returned to City B on the weekend, he was just stuck at the critical point of three days.

Regarding this point, Fang Ziming and Tang Yu discovered a long time ago that as long as they are separated in the real world for more than [-] hours, the former will automatically be sent back to the mirror world.So returning home this time should be regarded as the longest separation between the two in recent months.

After entering the house, the two brothers were taught by their parents for half an hour without any accident.

Fang Ziming and Fang Fang cowardly admitted their mistakes, and in the end honestly, they were knocked on the forehead by their mother with a stick rolled up from newspapers. After knocking, they would say "I was wrong" loudly, until their mouths were dry, Fang's mother Cai turned back to the kitchen angrily, leaving Father Fang as the red face.

"Okay, your mother's anger is gone. Come on, sit down, watch TV and eat a watermelon." Father Fang pushed his two sons into the sofa and whispered, "Ms. Deng heard that you both came back. , I bought a lot of vegetables this morning, we can have a big meal at noon."

The "Ms. Deng" here, of course, refers to Fang's mother.

Fang Ziming sat down obediently next to the equation. At this time, any supernatural beings, super human beings, or kings of the mirror world masters of the domain are all paper tigers in front of his mother, and they are completely worthless.

After the meal, Fang's mother gave her eldest son another blow with a hammer, which seemed to turn over all the dissatisfaction with his previous cover for Fang Ziming.

Fang Fang happily admitted his mistake, and then with a bag on his forehead, he was happily dragged out by Fang's father to throw garbage together (Fang's father: "Just follow me to learn how to sort garbage!").

Fang Ziming saw that the two walked in such a tacit understanding, he couldn't help but tighten his chrysanthemum, knowing that it was his turn to be "trialed".

Sure enough, after beating the older son, Mother Fang immediately carried the younger son into the balcony, first ordered him to water a row of flower pots on the window sill, then rolled newspaper into a stick, stood behind and hammered him silently.

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming took the kettle to nourish the water, while bearing the "caress" of his mother, he also voluntarily surrendered: "I recruit, I recruit everything."

Mother Fang snorted, then took out her phone, held the screen in front of her youngest son, and clicked on a certain video.

——It was the [Battle of Angels] that was specially edited out before.

Fang Ziming stared at the screen for a while, and found that after someone added a super-burning BGM to this video, it was still inexplicably very emotional.

Mother Fang asked, "Have you seen this video?"

Fang Ziming said honestly, "No."

Mother Fang: "Now that you've finished watching it, what do you think?"

Fang Ziming thought for a while, and tentatively said, "...well, he's pretty handsome?"

Fang's mother said, "Which one is handsome?"

Fang Ziming stretched out his hand and pointed: "This one. The other yellow-haired man is so ugly that everyone looks better than him."

"I see." Fang's mother put away her phone: "So the handsome one is actually surnamed Fang and has a mole on his head, right?"

Fang Ziming: "Uh..."

Seeing his mother start folding newspapers again, Fang Ziming immediately threw the kettle away: "Yes, yes, yes! Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll do anything!"

Then he spread out the field, isolated the small balcony from the outside world, and then he was hit by a meteorite and fell into the mirror world, returned to reality after gaining super powers, encountered other super humans, and met Vladimir in B I reported everything to my mother about the battle in the city—of course, he artistically "castrated" those dangerous parts.

Even though she guessed that her son was very different from before, Fang's mother was still shocked by what Fang Ziming said.

Mother Fang unconsciously folded a paper fan for herself: "This...you let me take it easy."

Fang Ziming snapped his fingers, and very dog-leggedly conjured up a chair behind Fang's mother: "Mom, sit down slowly, come and let me squeeze your shoulders." As he spoke, he directed the kettle and cups at home to flutter. Entering the balcony: "Why don't we drink some warm water to calm down?"

Mother Fang: "..."

Mother Fang looked at the glass floating in front of her eyes, and murmured to herself: "I thought you just became stronger and transformed into a pair of wings. I have been searching the Internet for those 'global variety' these days. Winged humans' case, I also looked through the Bible and the Qur'an, and made a full psychological construction...the result..."

"It turned out that I was looking in the wrong direction." She stared at her younger son's eyes that were gradually turning blue, and reached out to touch his face: "My son has become... more powerful than I imagined."

Fang Ziming rolled his eyes uneasily, and said nervously, "Mom, aren't you afraid of me like this?"

Fang's mother held his face and looked left and right: "Isn't it because the eyes have turned blue? Could it be that these eyeballs can also emit laser light?"

"..." Fang Ziming choked for a moment: "That's not enough."

"Don't tell me, looking at it like this, it seems that you are more handsome than before." Fang's mother laughed: "Let's go to the optician's store to buy a pair of blue colored contact lenses, let your brother wear a pair, and then let's take a family portrait Go. Do I have two more handsome mixed-race sons? The old aunts my mother knows must be crazy with envy."

Fang Ziming hugged his mother suddenly. He bent down, buried his face in Fang's mother's neck, and said sullenly, "Yes. Mom can say anything."

Mother Fang patted the back of his head: "How old is he, he still likes to cry."

Fang Ziming closed his eyes and muttered, "I didn't cry."

A few seconds later, he said again: "Mom, I still have something to tell you."

Mother Fang patted him on the back kindly: "Huh?"

Fang Ziming: "I... I have someone I like."

Mother Fang slapped her hand slipped: "... huh?"

Fang Ziming took a deep breath and continued: "I want to tell you about him, he is the one I like."

Fang Ziming: "He is a very good man, very handsome and tall, with many stories hidden in his eyes, deep and charming."

Fang Ziming: "He used to be a bounty hunter - not the TV series you watched last year, his profession is similar to that of a policeman - he is very skilled and likes to smoke, but he is quitting recently, so he hasn't smoked much."

Fang Ziming: "He is usually lazy and hates trouble, but when he saw that I was imprisoned in another world, he still chose to raise his weapon and split the barrier between the two worlds with a knife, then walked in and stretched out his arms to me. Get out."

Fang Ziming: "At that time, we were just two strangers who were not familiar with each other."

Fang Ziming: "He saw that I was scared, so he took the initiative to approach me and stayed with me in that world for a long time."

Fang Ziming: "We only got together recently. But I have a feeling that maybe I fell in love with him as early as the time he smashed the mirror."

Fang Ziming withdrew from Mother Fang's embrace and rubbed his eyes very quickly at the same time.

"Mom, I...I like him so much." He whispered.

Mother Fang's brows twitched when she heard it at first, she could tell almost immediately that what her son was talking about was not a girl, but the more she listened to it, the frown gradually softened.

At the end, Mother Fang sighed inwardly, rolled up the newspaper into a roll, lifted it up, and tapped her son's head lightly.

Mother Fang: "Is he nice to you?"

Fang Ziming curled his fingers slightly, then let go, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up: "We are fine."

"Then, okay." Mother Fang knocked him again: "Next time I let him come to my house for a meal, I want to see how 'handsome' he is."

Fang Ziming really laughed this time.

He jumped forward, hugged Mother Fang again, and whispered, "Yes."

Mother Fang touched his head, feeling a little distressed for no reason: No matter how mysterious and mighty the "angel" in the video was photographed, he is still just a kid in his 20s after all.

Alas, I don't know how much wronged and bullied I have suffered outside. It seems that this child has become thinner and his face has become smaller.

Mother Fang was thinking about it, and her mother's love was overwhelming, she abducted her little son and went into the kitchen, planning to cut a few melons and feed them first.

If there were superhumans or people familiar with the "magic mirror" present at this time, they might be able to vomit three liters of blood after hearing those words in Fang's mother's heart, and then hold back—who would dare to bully the master of the domain?Let me ask, who dares? !

Of course Fang Ziming didn't know his mother's idea of ​​divergent thinking.

After laying the groundwork for his boyfriend at Mother Fang's place with a sensational confession, he immediately took out his cell phone and blatantly sent a text message to Tang Dabao.

[Fang: My mother and I came out. 】

【Fang: Proudly cross your waist for a while.jpg】

2 minute later.

【Tang: Fuck...】

[Tang: Is my Qing Dynasty dead? .jpg】

【Tang: ...I'm sure my mother hasn't woken up yet. I'll go back to sleep for a while. 】

Mother Fang cut half a melon with a kitchen knife: "Take a spoon and go to the living room to dig and eat by yourself."

Fang Ziming: "Hey hey."

[Fang: Don't sleep, come back. 】

[Fang: My mother probably likes you quite a bit. 】

[Fang: She also said that she will let you come to my house for dinner next time. 】

Tang Yu replied quickly this time.

【Tang: How did you make it up with your mother-in-law? 】

[Fang: Editing, it's all artistic embellishment, it would be too ugly to talk about editing. 】

[Fang: Also, call her mother-in-law, understand? 】

【Tang: Hey, who kept calling my husband yesterday. 】

[Tang: Now I don’t admit it once I wear pants, it’s really a cold world, a cold world. 】

Fang Ziming: "..."

[Tang: Come to fight if you are not convinced? 】

[Tang: Your soul driver sent you a carpool appointment, please reply the appointment time and carpool duration in the next text message, the minimum duration should not be less than three hours.This service will not be unsubscribed upon reply to T, thank you for your patronage. 】

Fang Ziming: "..."

Mother Fang just came out of the kitchen and saw her youngest son sitting on the sofa. She couldn't help saying, "Why do you blush just looking at watermelon? Hurry up and eat it. We'll drag your brother to buy colored contact lenses later."

Fang Ziming quickly put away his phone: "Oh, oh oh."

On the first day back home, the two brothers went shopping with their parents and bought a bunch of useful and useless things. Fang was forced to wear blue colored contact lenses, and was cheated by his parents during dinner. real reason.

Fang Ziming covered his face, and lit a piece of wax for his elder brother: He knew that apart from the most fundamental secrets (such as his younger brother's super powers), he could not cover other secrets (such as his own being A man confessed).

Mother Fang: "..."

Within a day, I heard that my two sons had suitors, both of them were men, and they were all handsome men of high quality. Mother Fang silently picked up a chopsticks dish and stuffed it into the bowl of Father Fang who obviously had elevated blood pressure. inside.

The author has something to say: Come out, Oye!

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Fang Ziming: "I like Tang Dabao, but he is a man."

Equation: "Senior Gu likes me, he is also a man."

Mother Fang: "..."

Mother Fang: "I thought I had two sons."

Mother Fang: "I didn't expect that after more than 20 years, they would bring back my two sons-in-law."

Mother Fang: No, this shouldn't be.jpg