Mr. Melancholy Wants to Live a Peaceful Life

Lian Yufan, who thinks he has matured a lot, didn't argue with You Zhengping. He just said flatly: "Of course I hope no one will sacrifice, but the probability is so. The current source plan bearer's mortality rate is 100%."

Zhen Li heard the consequences of Yuan's plan and said in a low voice: "Well, that's better than asking the black robe to take action."

Lian Yufan shook his head: "We will not do this. Cooperation is based on equality between the two parties, not absolute suppression by one party. That is **** rather than cooperation. We can't turn to the black-robed people for everything. "

You Zhengping also said: "If the black-robed man could really remove the system completely, I think he would have taken action long ago. He will stay in this world and leave many things to us to handle, he must have his reason. Maybe, He may also need our help. We must be strong and cannot rely on one person."

"Oh." Zhen Li said in frustration.

"At present, I can only raise my vigilance in this way. I will report this to my superiors, try to promote the resumption of the source plan, and will also submit an application for Zhen Li. Company Captain, you can take Zhen Li to fill in the form, and then send him to rest. ." Director Xiao said.

After everyone dispersed, Lian Yufan helped Zhen Li fill out the application form and sent Zhen Li to the lounge.

After Zhen Li entered the door, he found that Feng Kui was temporarily staying.

There must be a reason for the guardian organization to arrange this way. It should be because he hoped that he could tell Feng Kui about the recent events, and then relay the latest situation of Feng Kui to Huan Zixu.

This may also be mixed with the idea of ​​wanting to influence Fengkui through Zhenli, and then Fengkui will influence Huanzixu, and completely subdue these two people, but it is not particularly obvious, how to do it is Zhen Li's own choice.

Zhen Li walked into the door and saw Feng Kui drawing something on the paper.

Zhen Li said in a friendly way: "Hello, this is Zhen Li, we have met three times."

Once in the customs clearance alliance, Zhen Li saw Feng Kui from a distance; once in the studio, but this memory has been rewritten, Zhen Li only knew that there was such a thing, but did not remember; the last time was to successfully capture two Zhen Li accompanied the interrogation.

Feng Kui didn't speak, he was always very quiet, and Huan Zixu spoke on his behalf most of the time. He only occasionally expressed his views.

Zhen Li didn't get a response and didn't feel embarrassed. He sat opposite Feng Kui and saw that this big man was actually drawing a person seriously with a pencil. Zhen Li took a closer look and it turned out to be Huan Zixu.

Zhen Li stopped disturbing Feng Kui and watched him drawing in silence. Feng Kui's thick fingers held a pencil and traced Huan Zixu's eyes meticulously stroke by stroke. After drawing, he thought for a while, Zixu's eye corner spotted a mole.

The original sly and Mingyan person in the painting had a touch of melancholy because of this mole. Feng Kui shook his head, and hurriedly wiped off the mole with an eraser, and then refilled the part that was accidentally erased. Then he faced with satisfaction. Draw nodded.

"Did you see today's live broadcast?" Seeing the mole of tears, Zhen Li suddenly remembered that there was a barrage during the live broadcast. Lian Yufan's mole of tears was more suitable for Huanzixu.

Feng Kui nodded and said simply: "I know, he is fine."

After Yuhua extracted system energy, Feng Kui's body completely returned to the state of the first world, but at that time he had already been transformed, and his voice was still a metallic mechanical sound, but this time he was much fluent.

"I also noticed that barrage. At that time, I felt that the netizen was right. I found it wrong when I saw your painting." Zhen Li recalled how Huan Zixu tried to resist Yu Hua several times in the studio. I couldn't help laughing, "He is a person who refuses to admit defeat, and tears are not for him."

Feng Kui raised his head and looked at Zhen Li when he heard Zhen Li exaggerating Huanzi, showing a honest smile: "Yeah."

"Let me tell you about what happened on the first day he came to the studio," Zhen Li said. "Huan Zixu is indeed very powerful. He has almost no transition period and has adapted to this world."

"Talk about it." Feng Kui seemed very interested. He put down his pencil and listened carefully to Zhen Li's words.

Zhen Li recalled the events of this day. He tried to beautify Yu Hua as much as possible. He described Yu Hua as a shareholder who was struggling for the development of the studio. He emphasized how Huan Zixu bargained with Yu Hua and decided to rent a place near the studio. Things about a two-bedroom house.

"Lian Yufan went to discuss the contract with him. When he filled out the form just now, Captain Lian was still saying that Huan Zixu's bargaining price and the advertiser's face are all green today, but he turned around and used profit figures, future promotion, brand building and The strategy of how to stand out in the competition with the rival brand made the advertiser’s father laugh again, and he has to go to them to be the marketing manager.” Zhen Li said that she became happy too, “I heard that even The captain was shocked when he mentioned the amount of the contract. Huan Zixu is too profitable!"

Feng Kui listened quietly, with a shallow smile on his face, until Zhen Li finished speaking, he said with some pride: "Axu has always been very smart."

Seeing his appearance, Zhen Li suddenly felt a deep and deep loneliness from Feng Kui, not because of this day's separation, but over the years.

"I didn't expect you to paint and paint so well." Zhen Li was afraid of being infected by Feng Kui's loneliness, so she didn't dare to mention Huan Zixu again and changed the subject to praise Feng Kui's paintings.

Unexpectedly, Feng Kui mentioned Huan Zixu instead: "Axu said that we are very weak. Whenever we go to a world, we learn more, yes. If possible, we will save our lives."

He said this, feeling lonely even better, Zhen Li said: "Yes, you have traversed many worlds together, so many years, you learned a lot of skills back then."

"Not many years, many worlds, I don't remember." Feng Kui flicked his fingers across Huanzi Xu's eyes, "written records, there is no sense of reality. If I paint him, I can remember."

Feng Kui spoke briefly, but Zhen Li suddenly understood what he meant.

Feng Kui learns painting not only to master a skill, but also to remember Huan Zixu. Memory disappearance is a very scary thing. Feng Kui deleted the feeling of "fear", but it does not mean that he will not be afraid. He just doesn't know that this feeling is called "fear".

When Huan Zixu mentioned everything, he had to search for written records to speak, and there was no picture in the memory. If you don’t remember what you have experienced or felt, will you wake up one day and even remember who your long-haired companion is around?

Feng Kui was horrified, backing up the transcripts one by one, even so, he still couldn't rest assured. All things can be forgotten, only the fact that Huan Zixu is his companion for many years cannot be forgotten.

So he learned to paint, and the first person to paint was Huan Zixu. He drew a lot of pictures, hiding them in his storage space and in the corners of the world. Even if one day, he forgets Huan Zixu's face, he can be recognized from the painting, it is this person.

Where does Zhen Limingbai's chilling loneliness come from? It is the loneliness of Feng Kui for hundreds of years, knowing nothing, as if he has been left behind for thousands of years.

Tears slid down involuntarily, and Zhen Li took a tissue to wipe her face, crying fiercely, as if Feng Kui had bullied him.

"Yes, it will be good, at least you can remember this world." Zhen Li said while crying.

Huan Zixu once said that eternal life is just that the flow of time will never stop. Decades are enough to really live. Zhen Li, who lives to the fullest every day, did not understand Huan Zixu's definition of time, but now he understands.

For Feng Kui and Huan Zixu, what happened in the previous hundreds of years?

"Well, remember." Feng Kui's simple and honest face showed two shallow dimples, "Remember every day."

"Can you draw another picture for me, just paint yourself," Zhen Li said, "I will take it back and give it to Huan Zixu, and then I will let Huan Zixu write something for you, until I have a chance next time Come to the base and bring it to you. Oh, no, you can also meet once a week. I made it unnecessary."

"I paint, you take it back, thank you." Feng Kui said.

After speaking, he took out another piece of paper and slowly drew two people.

One was the tall and big Fengkui, and the other was Huanzixu with long hair. They smiled at each other.

Zhen Li cherished the painting, and solemnly made a fist: "I promise to bring it."

Feng Kui also clenched his fists and banged his fists lightly with Zhen Li.

Early the next morning, Zhen Li, who became the Guardian Reserve, returned to the studio. At this time, the original sunset had gone with the crew of the show, and he would come back after recording for a while. Lian Yufan said that he has notified the brothers of the recording location, and they will keep an eye on the program group.

Today, the person who walked the manager became Huan Zixu. It takes time to rent a house. He still slept in a folding bed in the studio last night. The penniless Huan Zixu refused to eat instant noodles that were about to expire. He got a little hungry in the morning. Blood sugar, when he was feeding the dog food to Manager Hart, he was salivating when he smelled the smell of the dog food. He was so scared that Manager Hart, who had been very resistant to eating dog food, ate up the dog food at an unprecedented speed.

Huanzi stared at Manager Ha’s dog food bag for a while, then looked at the box of instant noodles that had expired in a week, gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, it's not that I haven't been hungry before. Can't you bear this bit of suffering?"

According to the original sunset's instructions, he took Manager Har to walk the dog in the neighbouring community, and left Manager Har in the grass coldly, not wanting to shovel **** for such a thing.

Manager Ha is also unwilling to get along with Huanzi. The motion of touching his hair in the original sunset is sometimes very rough, but most of the time it is still very gentle, especially the touching of hair before going to bed, which greatly comforts the underage dog.

After Yuan Sunset entered the group, Huanzi was disdainful to run the dog. Manager Ha wanted to ask him for help, but Huanzi coldly put it in the cage. Seeing Manager Huan’s eyes, Manager Ha gave up asking for help.

"Hurry up, don't let me wait too long." Huan Zixu folded his arms and waited for Manager Ha to resolve.

At this time, a child's voice came: "It is Brother Sunset and Xiaoha, hey, today is not Brother Sunset."

Huan Zixu turned his head and saw a little boy he hadn't seen running towards him riding a balance bike, and said to him politely: "Hello, my name is Liu Junjun. I used to take Xiaoha with Brother Yuan Luori."

"Oh? You slipped past this dog?" Huanzi asked Xuxu.

"Yes, Brother Yuan Luori promised me to take Xiao Ha to play every day," Junjun looked at Huan Zixu expectantly, "Can I?"

"Nuo," Huan Zixu handed over the tool for shoveling feces to the army. "Thank God if you can help. My name is Huan Zixu."

"Thank you, Brother Zixu, I will take care of Xiaoha." Junjun happily saluted the Young Pioneers, but he immediately saw the breakfast he had just bought in his hand and looked embarrassed, "Brother, would you help me get breakfast? ?"

"You go." Huan Zixu took the breakfast and felt even more dizzy when he smelled the scent of steamed dumplings.

Not far away, the army and Manager Ha hugged and kissed each other, and Huanzi gave birth to a plan in a humbly mind: "Child, or you can walk the dog these days, take it to me on time and return it back."

"Okay!" I really like the dog's military art. "It just happens that I am on summer vacation. Dad asked me to come out for exercise sooner or later. It would be great to have Xiao Ha with me!"

Manager Ha was also happy, and he involuntarily waved his tail. After shaking it twice, it stopped. Pooh, what's so happy to fall into the hands of the enemy!

Huan Zixu successfully solved the problem of shoveling feces and was happy, and at the same time swallowed the breakfast that the army bought again.

It's not that he has never been hungry. In the worst case, he only drank water and did not eat for four or five days. But in that kind of hard world, food is a scarce resource, everyone can't eat, and they don't feel how pitiful they are. And the world is peaceful and peaceful. Those in the community who went out to buy breakfast and ordered takeaways, Huanzi walked the dog for less than ten minutes, and saw five people bringing breakfast to his door. The happiness of other people made him feel hungry and intolerable.

No, you can’t steal your child’s breakfast. Huanzi shook his head imaginarily.

At this time, Zhen Li returned to the studio and didn't see Xiao Ha and Manager Huan. Knowing that they had gone to the neighboring community, he hurriedly went out to find Huan Zixu. He wanted to bring Feng Kui's painting to him as soon as possible.

From a distance, I saw Huan Zixu in casual clothes, his long hair was gently blown by the breeze, and his head was slightly lowered. Looking at the bag in his hand, his long eyelashes made him look as beautiful as a painting.

Zhen Li came to Huan Zixu panting, patted him on the back, and ran speechless.

"Are you here?" Huanzi spoiled the picture. "You have money, don't you? Buy me a breakfast. I smell the dumplings from the opposite shop. It seems to be very fragrant."

"Yes, I'm going to buy it now." Zhen Li obediently ran out for two steps, remembering the painting in his arms and hurriedly went back to Huan Zixu's hands, "Feng Kui asked me to give it to you."

Huan Zixu handed Junjun's breakfast to Zhen Li, opened the neatly folded paper, and smiled knowingly when he saw the painting on it.

"The painting is very beautiful." Huan Zixu carefully folded the drawing paper and put it in his pocket treasuredly.

Zhen Li whispered to him what happened last night, and also told him that he would join the guardian organization and that there would be an 80 square meter house soon.

Zhen Li hadn't eaten in the morning, so he was hungry after saying a few words. He opened the breakfast in his hand to eat as he spoke, and handed Huan Zixu a cup of soy milk.

Huan Zixu took a sip of soy milk and a xiaolongbao. Hearing Zhen Li raised the house, he couldn't help but feel a little moved, muttering: "Two people have 160 square meters, two people..."

"Hey, it must be someone like me who has not done any harm to the society, but also helped organize the protection of the residents, and is recognized by the law." Zhen Li saw that such a powerful trespasser Huan Zixu was also envious of herself, could not help but become proud and bite happily. Take a bite of pickles.

The army who returned with Manager Ha: "..."

The breakfast he bought for his parents and himself is gone, wow woo woo woo!

When two powerful saboteurs were busy comforting the children and paying for their breakfast, You Zhengping dragged his exhausted body back home.

In fact, he still didn't know how to face Yu Hua, especially after the incident that destroyed the black robe yesterday, You Zhengping was even more embarrassed.

But it has been three whole nights that he hasn't gone home. Mo said that Yu Hua was dissatisfied, and You Zhengping himself couldn't stand the pain of missing him.

He stood in front of the door for a while, patted his chest to cheer himself up, only then gathered the courage to open the door with his fingerprints and walked in quietly.

At this time, Yu Hua should be making breakfast, right? In order to eat breakfast at home, You Zhengping left the base early with Zhen Li, who was anxious to see Huan Zixu, and neither of them had breakfast.

As soon as I entered the door, the room was completely dark and all blackout curtains were closed tightly. The sun was shining brightly at six o'clock in the summer, but their home was blocked as if it was late at night. The air-conditioning was turned on very wide, and the room was as cold as an ice cellar.

He was just about to turn on the entrance light in front of the door, when he was hugged from behind, his strong hands firmly encircled his body, and a low voice sounded in his ears: "You are finally back."

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Yu Hua: I am a person/wife who stays alone for three nights. Today I will have a small black house. No one can come here! ! !

You Zhengping: The man-made black house with the curtains closed.

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I will update it soon after I finish writing it early today~

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