Me and my magician sister
Chapter 81. 91. Remembrance: Night
Chapter 81. 91. Remembrance: Night
"Chairman Chen Yisheng's thinking is much farther than mine. Please bear with me if I offended you just now." DeFrent apologized with his head bowed.
"It's a good thing to ask if you have any questions." Chen Yisheng said to Di Frante: "Di Frente, your task is a bit difficult. I hope you don't ask why. If you want to ask why, I have no choice but to Said it was for the peace of the magic metropolitan area of the imperial capital."
"As long as Chairman Chen Yisheng says the task, I will do my best to complete it." Di Front also admitted that he did not think as far as Chen Yisheng.
"Take over Laika's defense outside the magic metropolitan area of the imperial capital, with the guns pointing inward, and ensure that the team can arrive at the magic parliament building within 10 minutes. I will give you the privilege of using martial law." Chen Yisheng said.
"This..." DeFrente was really puzzled this time. Among other things, the "Martial Law Order" is a serious thing, and it is only allowed to be used during wars.And it doesn't sound like arming, but like preparing to strike.
"That's the mission, disband. Ning Hong's surveillance mission, as long as you meet him, you will continue to carry out." Chen Yisheng dismissed the three magicians.
After the three magicians walked out of the office.Tim walked in.
"Speaker Chen Yisheng, I'm here to report on the mission," Tim said.
"speak."
"I keep putting pressure on Ning Hong, and Ning Hong's psychological defense is on the verge of being broken." Tim reported.
"Oh? I didn't expect it to be so fast." Chen Yisheng was curious.
"Wu Xiaoqi left Ning Hong." Tim said.
现在是1999年12月27日星期一19:41
Ning Hong went to a roadside snack bar and ate a bowl of noodles. Although the dishes were home-cooked dishes that could be eaten at home, compared with the modern cuisine in restaurants, this kind of back-to-basics dishes were more filling to the stomach. , and mind.
Walking alone on the road in the dark night, walking slowly.
Obviously the place where I live is ahead, but I don't want to speed up.
Looking at the lonely back from a distance, it looks like a homeless tramp.
Now, Ning Hong is a homeless man.Obviously, I haven't seen my dear Wu Xiaoqi for a long time, but I don't want to go home because of the reason that "I haven't figured out what words to use to face her blame, abuse, and crying".
What is the difference between such a person and a tramp?
1999年12月28日星期二0:19
The zero sky is not as bright as the stars.Instead, it reflected the lights of the city.
Ning Hong stood in front of his house, taking deep breaths.
Not a single light in the house was on, and yes, it was already late at night.
After a while, Ning Hong took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to open the door.
Turn on the energy-saving lamps, and the living room is still packed with luggage that I didn't take away when I left the imperial capital last time.
Open back to the bedroom, the bedroom is empty.
Ning Hong was holding the mobile phone in his hand, staring at Wu Xiaoqi's phone number, his fingers were sometimes close to the screen, and sometimes away from the screen.This is wanting to make a phone call but not daring to make a call.
"Forget it." Ning Hong threw the phone on the bed and plugged in the charger habitually.
"Bang..." As if unable to move, Ning Hong suddenly gave up all the strength in his body, and Ning Hong fell on the bed.
Thinking back to Chen Yisheng's treatment of him, he didn't dare to meet Wu Xiaoqi.The rhythm of the double collapse of career and love.
I don't want to think too much, but I can't help but think about these annoying things.My brain seems to be out of control, and I keep thinking about all kinds of troublesome things in my mind.
The magic power left on the bed was from a few days ago.Calculated according to the time, after Wu Xiaoqi returned to the imperial capital, she never slept on this bed.
"Maybe Xiaoqi has a mission." Ning Hong thought.Even between husband and wife, tasks cannot be explained to each other, and it is impossible for a complete "frank meeting" to appear between magicians.
I was still a little worried.But it doesn't matter, Wu Xiaoqi is a relatively high-ranking "global million person", even if she leaves home, she can survive.
Feeling anxious and disturbed, Ning Hong slept until the next day.
"As time goes by, I only care about you. I am willing to infect your breath. How can I gain a confidant in life, and it is not a pity to lose the power of life..."
What woke Ning Hong up was the phone ringtone.
The phone number was unfamiliar, but it could be seen from the area code that it was from the imperial capital.
"Hi, hello." Ning Hong answered the phone politely.
"I am the curator of the Imperial Capital Library. My name is Xing Qingqiao. Is this Ning Hong?" said the other end of the phone.
"..." Ning Hong hesitated, if he said he wanted to see that fat curator again, he would feel such a strong sense of oppression.Ning Hong's choice between such a situation and choosing death may really be biased towards choosing death.
"It's me." Ning Hong replied tremblingly.
"Hi, Teacher Ning. It's me." The voice was Wang Xue'er.
"Xue'er." Ning Hong suddenly realized that he had misheard: "It was you just now. I thought it was the fat curator of the library. It scared me to death."
"Actually..." Xue'er seemed to hesitate to speak.
"Well, are you free today?" Xueer asked.
"Could it be that you want to date me? A man in his 30s should have such charm." Ning Hong thought to himself, feeling better and better.
"Of course, I'm free 24 hours a day today." Ning Hong said confidently.
"Can you come to the library?" Xue'er asked, "I'll wait for you here."
"Okay, I'll be right there." Ning Hong said.
"Mr. Ning, be careful on the road, it's raining outside." Xue'er kindly reminded her at the end of the phone call.
"Well, I will pay attention. Thank you." Ning Hong hung up the phone after finishing speaking.
I glanced at the time, it was only 07:30.
But getting up early in the winter morning is very difficult.Besides, it was raining sparsely outside the window, and there was humidity in the air.If it was just cold, it would be enough to bear it, but it was wet and cold, it was simply unbearable weather.
This kind of weather usually only happens in winter in the Jiangnan area. For some reason, this type of weather also occurs in northern cities like the imperial capital.
Brush your teeth, wash your face.By the way, I took a shower in the morning.The whole person feels much refreshed.Although the whole process was in a hurry, I couldn't help but get excited when I thought of seeing the lovely Xue'er soon.It seems that the time is not so tight.
After a while, it was already eight o'clock.
A little dressing up, but not too much time, with a standard suit and tie even if the dressing is done.
Hold up an umbrella and walk out of the house.
The sporadic light rain makes people feel very upset.Rainwater splashing on clothes is also annoying.The cold wind with humidity is the most annoying weather.
(End of this chapter)
"Chairman Chen Yisheng's thinking is much farther than mine. Please bear with me if I offended you just now." DeFrent apologized with his head bowed.
"It's a good thing to ask if you have any questions." Chen Yisheng said to Di Frante: "Di Frente, your task is a bit difficult. I hope you don't ask why. If you want to ask why, I have no choice but to Said it was for the peace of the magic metropolitan area of the imperial capital."
"As long as Chairman Chen Yisheng says the task, I will do my best to complete it." Di Front also admitted that he did not think as far as Chen Yisheng.
"Take over Laika's defense outside the magic metropolitan area of the imperial capital, with the guns pointing inward, and ensure that the team can arrive at the magic parliament building within 10 minutes. I will give you the privilege of using martial law." Chen Yisheng said.
"This..." DeFrente was really puzzled this time. Among other things, the "Martial Law Order" is a serious thing, and it is only allowed to be used during wars.And it doesn't sound like arming, but like preparing to strike.
"That's the mission, disband. Ning Hong's surveillance mission, as long as you meet him, you will continue to carry out." Chen Yisheng dismissed the three magicians.
After the three magicians walked out of the office.Tim walked in.
"Speaker Chen Yisheng, I'm here to report on the mission," Tim said.
"speak."
"I keep putting pressure on Ning Hong, and Ning Hong's psychological defense is on the verge of being broken." Tim reported.
"Oh? I didn't expect it to be so fast." Chen Yisheng was curious.
"Wu Xiaoqi left Ning Hong." Tim said.
现在是1999年12月27日星期一19:41
Ning Hong went to a roadside snack bar and ate a bowl of noodles. Although the dishes were home-cooked dishes that could be eaten at home, compared with the modern cuisine in restaurants, this kind of back-to-basics dishes were more filling to the stomach. , and mind.
Walking alone on the road in the dark night, walking slowly.
Obviously the place where I live is ahead, but I don't want to speed up.
Looking at the lonely back from a distance, it looks like a homeless tramp.
Now, Ning Hong is a homeless man.Obviously, I haven't seen my dear Wu Xiaoqi for a long time, but I don't want to go home because of the reason that "I haven't figured out what words to use to face her blame, abuse, and crying".
What is the difference between such a person and a tramp?
1999年12月28日星期二0:19
The zero sky is not as bright as the stars.Instead, it reflected the lights of the city.
Ning Hong stood in front of his house, taking deep breaths.
Not a single light in the house was on, and yes, it was already late at night.
After a while, Ning Hong took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to open the door.
Turn on the energy-saving lamps, and the living room is still packed with luggage that I didn't take away when I left the imperial capital last time.
Open back to the bedroom, the bedroom is empty.
Ning Hong was holding the mobile phone in his hand, staring at Wu Xiaoqi's phone number, his fingers were sometimes close to the screen, and sometimes away from the screen.This is wanting to make a phone call but not daring to make a call.
"Forget it." Ning Hong threw the phone on the bed and plugged in the charger habitually.
"Bang..." As if unable to move, Ning Hong suddenly gave up all the strength in his body, and Ning Hong fell on the bed.
Thinking back to Chen Yisheng's treatment of him, he didn't dare to meet Wu Xiaoqi.The rhythm of the double collapse of career and love.
I don't want to think too much, but I can't help but think about these annoying things.My brain seems to be out of control, and I keep thinking about all kinds of troublesome things in my mind.
The magic power left on the bed was from a few days ago.Calculated according to the time, after Wu Xiaoqi returned to the imperial capital, she never slept on this bed.
"Maybe Xiaoqi has a mission." Ning Hong thought.Even between husband and wife, tasks cannot be explained to each other, and it is impossible for a complete "frank meeting" to appear between magicians.
I was still a little worried.But it doesn't matter, Wu Xiaoqi is a relatively high-ranking "global million person", even if she leaves home, she can survive.
Feeling anxious and disturbed, Ning Hong slept until the next day.
"As time goes by, I only care about you. I am willing to infect your breath. How can I gain a confidant in life, and it is not a pity to lose the power of life..."
What woke Ning Hong up was the phone ringtone.
The phone number was unfamiliar, but it could be seen from the area code that it was from the imperial capital.
"Hi, hello." Ning Hong answered the phone politely.
"I am the curator of the Imperial Capital Library. My name is Xing Qingqiao. Is this Ning Hong?" said the other end of the phone.
"..." Ning Hong hesitated, if he said he wanted to see that fat curator again, he would feel such a strong sense of oppression.Ning Hong's choice between such a situation and choosing death may really be biased towards choosing death.
"It's me." Ning Hong replied tremblingly.
"Hi, Teacher Ning. It's me." The voice was Wang Xue'er.
"Xue'er." Ning Hong suddenly realized that he had misheard: "It was you just now. I thought it was the fat curator of the library. It scared me to death."
"Actually..." Xue'er seemed to hesitate to speak.
"Well, are you free today?" Xueer asked.
"Could it be that you want to date me? A man in his 30s should have such charm." Ning Hong thought to himself, feeling better and better.
"Of course, I'm free 24 hours a day today." Ning Hong said confidently.
"Can you come to the library?" Xue'er asked, "I'll wait for you here."
"Okay, I'll be right there." Ning Hong said.
"Mr. Ning, be careful on the road, it's raining outside." Xue'er kindly reminded her at the end of the phone call.
"Well, I will pay attention. Thank you." Ning Hong hung up the phone after finishing speaking.
I glanced at the time, it was only 07:30.
But getting up early in the winter morning is very difficult.Besides, it was raining sparsely outside the window, and there was humidity in the air.If it was just cold, it would be enough to bear it, but it was wet and cold, it was simply unbearable weather.
This kind of weather usually only happens in winter in the Jiangnan area. For some reason, this type of weather also occurs in northern cities like the imperial capital.
Brush your teeth, wash your face.By the way, I took a shower in the morning.The whole person feels much refreshed.Although the whole process was in a hurry, I couldn't help but get excited when I thought of seeing the lovely Xue'er soon.It seems that the time is not so tight.
After a while, it was already eight o'clock.
A little dressing up, but not too much time, with a standard suit and tie even if the dressing is done.
Hold up an umbrella and walk out of the house.
The sporadic light rain makes people feel very upset.Rainwater splashing on clothes is also annoying.The cold wind with humidity is the most annoying weather.
(End of this chapter)
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