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"!? The surname He, you can't say that I'm going to be yin and yang again, right?"

"Ah yes yes yes~"

"Little ship, hold this woman up for me!"

"Tsk, are you in a hurry?"

"Ahem, aunt, this, this is a public place, don't let people see our jokes."

"Have you heard that there is no elegance? Learn from Xiaojian more often, and don't always worry about it~" He Zichun also deliberately slowed down the pronunciation of the word "jinjin".

"The surname He gave you a face, right? Xiaojian! Auntie will hold you down tonight, and you must break this old bastard's melon!"

"You!? You fart! I'm not an old b*tch!"

"Oh, in a hurry?"

"*Fan Wenya, I'll kill you!!"

"Ahem, Aunt He, Aunt He, don't be angry, and Auntie, please don't say a few words!" I had no choice but to squeeze in between the two big Buddhas, acting as a peacemaker.

"Huh~" He Zichun snorted arrogantly, suddenly thought of something, his cheeks were slightly red, and then he gently nudged me with his elbow.

"Aunt He?"

"That... Captain, although I have no actual combat experience, I have a lot of theoretical knowledge!"

I:"......."

*Kevin, you can't blame me!

Chapter 200

Silently following behind He Zichun and Jian Wenya, and listening to them casually chatting about current political situations, I couldn't help sighing that it was an eye-opener.

In fact, beside me, there are also highly intelligent talents like Jian Wenya and He Zichun, but they are not in the field of politics and law, but close to pure science.

Sometimes I wonder, when I was with Mebius, I never heard her say any advanced technical terms, and she would not talk to me about similar research topics unless I asked her. ……………

In fact, when I was with Mebius, I also felt a little inferior, because I knew that I couldn't understand the research that Mebius was currently conducting.I can only open up relationships for her like a backward boss and financial supporter, providing manpower, material resources, and financial resources.Chinese website…………

Although Xiao Snake has always been very arrogant, rarely compliments me, and basically doesn't say "I like you" and other love words, but I actually understand,

Mebius has been taking care of me.

She doesn't say nice things, but she also doesn't say things that I can't understand, because she's afraid I'll be offended. ...Little Snake is really a person who sticks to his duty and is easy to satisfy.She doesn't like to show off, she doesn't like to be in the limelight, she seems to be stingy, but she is cautious and cautious in her way to protect the people she loves.

I always think that the doctor is so cute. When I am with Little Snake, a strange desire always arises in my heart...

I like to see Mebius become angry from embarrassment, but I like Xiao Snake's silly but happy smile even more.

Really...have been thinking about the doctor for a long time.

I want to put the doctor's soft and smooth body on my lap, blow hot air in the doctor's ear, and then be scolded by the doctor while...

After this incident is resolved, I must go back to Yunshen and take good care of the doctor... No, it should be asking the doctor to take good care of me. ………

"Small ship, small ship?"

The elegant and melodious voice of the ship came from the front, pulling me back to reality from my beautiful memories and imagination.

"Here, aunt, what's the matter?"

"Are you so silly thinking about your girlfriend? We've already reached the top of the mountain~" Jian Wenya smiled and rubbed my head, then each took an arm between me and He Zichun, and walked towards the ancient temple in the mountain together .

Although this is an ancient temple, it has been refurbished. Jian Wenya bought a pack of cigarettes and three pairs of candles at the entrance of the store, and then took us to worship in front of various Bodhisattvas.

"I said Xiaoya, you worship so many Buddhas, will people think you are bothering and not dedicated enough?" He Zichun joked casually, materialists have never believed in gods and demons.

"... Ah Chun, I am not hanging on a tree." Jian Wenya is also very curious about how this He Zichun's brain grows, he has all kinds of weird thoughts, and this mouth is also owed to death , When you think of something strange, you have to say it.

"Isn't that just a playful heart?"

"Tsk, that's better than a bachelor, right?"

"Huh!? I said Jian Wenya, you are going too far!"

"Hehehe~ Someone is in a hurry, I won't say who it is."

"...Auntie, Aunt He, this temple, be serious." I rubbed my nose in embarrassment, really speechless, these two people could quarrel about anything.

"Hmph~ Captain, what do you think of me?" He Zichun snorted softly, and then took one of my arms.

"...Where do you mean?" I tried my best not to feel the softness on my arm, and asked tentatively.

"Say whatever you want." He Zichun pouted his red lips and waved his hands, probably wanting me to praise her.

"Well... I think Aunt He has lived a very hard life."

"........."

The woman beside her was slightly taken aback, and the smile on her delicate face became more and more stiff.

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He Zichun let go of my arm with some nostalgia, looked at me with a complicated expression, and then sighed.

"Captain... still doesn't understand women."

"I... Aunt He, did I say something wrong?"

"That's right, you're right." He Zichun smiled bitterly, then patted me on the shoulder.

"But... Captain, I really rarely have the opportunity to come out to play without any scruples like this."

"So even if it's just a few days, let me put down those annoying trifles and relax myself, okay?"

"Xiao Jian, just listen to Aunt He." Jian Wenya also came over, she didn't explain too much, but just gently patted my head.

He Zichun has made many, many contributions to the Huang Kingdom over the years, but in the end, there are not many people who can accept her love.

He Zichun has done too many thankless things, but when he is working, no one can complain. In order to avoid unnecessary tongues from others, he has to hide everything he wants to say in his heart.

Originally a person with a calm personality, he suddenly turned into a chatterbox.

After being silent for a while, I raised my head to look at my aunt, and then at He Zichun next to me. A kind of aggrieved sourness in my heart gradually spread to my throat and to the tip of my tongue.

I am so fed up with the frustration of being powerless.

I know that no matter in the eyes of Jian Wenya or He Zichun, I am just a naive child.

In their eyes, "these" are the affairs of adults and should not become "troubles" for children.

But am I really not worthy! ?

Do I really need them to use this method of evasion, or even deception, to protect me! ?

So why have I been away from home all these years and have been born and died?

There was a spark inside of me, and I thought, I have to prove something to them.

I am no longer a child.

I hate rhetoric such as "for your own good".

I don't want anyone, with any reason, in any way, to escape from me, to deceive me, to fool me.

I can be a boy, but I'm also a man.

I have my own beliefs and dignity, my own responsibilities and responsibilities.

I have to protect my loved ones, protect my friends, protect my love. …………

I silently followed behind the two of them without saying a word.

I did not obediently bow down before the golden body of the Buddha according to Jian Wenya's instructions as before, and I didn't even accept the smoke and candle she handed me.

The surrounding atmosphere became delicate and awkward. He Zichun looked at Jian Wenya and me, his red lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to act as a peacemaker to smooth things over.But whenever she wanted to speak, a domineering and fierce gaze would shoot straight into her face...

Pursing her red lips lightly, Jian Wenya finally led us to a slightly remote side temple.

The temple was filled with strands of incense, and a young monk with delicate features was sitting quietly in the center, with a string of dzi beads hanging around his neck.

In front of him, there is also a wooden box for drawing lots. …………

Hearing the footsteps of the three of us, the monk did not speak, but bowed slightly. He looked around the three of us, then pointed to He Zichun, then pointed to the wooden tube on the table, and made a "please" gesture.

"The meaning of the master is that you have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, so you can take advantage of it." Jian Wenya saw that He Zichun was a little puzzled, and explained softly.

"Me?" He Zichun was taken aback.

"Well, go and try."

"...Okay." He Zichun nodded, then picked up the wooden tube and began to shake it. After a rattling sound, an old bamboo stick finally fell to the ground. ………

He Zichun leaned down to pick it up and found that there was only a number "72" on it.

"Master?" He Zichun held the stick, and was about to ask the monk what to do next, but unexpectedly, the monk waved his hand again, put the bamboo stick in He Zichun's hand back into the wooden tube, and then pointed to a row of cabinets in the temple.

With curiosity and doubts, He Zichun walked to the front of the cabinet, and found that there were palm-sized drawers on it, and there was a small number in the upper left corner of each drawer, arranged in order.

After finding the drawer marked "72", He Zichun carefully opened it, and found a bunch of small red paper inside, so he stretched out his little hand and took out a piece...

Staring blankly at the content on the red paper, He Zichun froze in place. ………

[Half life is wind and rain and half life is cold, half life is parting and half life is hatred]

[Half life drifting and half dreaming, half life wandering and half hurting]

It was as if a boulder had been pressed against his chest, which felt stuffy and painful. The tip of his nose and eye sockets were also extremely sore. He Zichun felt that the world was beginning to become blurred. The red paper in hand...

Without the teacher's explanation, she herself could understand the meaning of the sign on the red paper.

[Half life is wind and rain and half life is cold, half life is parting and half life is hatred]

This sentence refers to the epitome of her life in the first half of her life. When she was a child, she was abandoned by her parents and suffered a lot of suffering. When she grew up, her best grandparents also died. To be on the safe side, He Zichun also had to put the only My younger sister was also sent abroad...

This half life... was full of all kinds of sourness and sorrow, He Zichun experienced countless partings, but in the end he only ended up with endless regrets.

And the next sentence,

[Half life drifting and half dreaming, half life wandering and half hurting]

It is a prophecy for her future life.