if love is invisible

Song Xigu turned to look at her and shook his head: "No."

"It's just...you're hurting the enemy by one thousand and you're losing eight hundred by doing so. The gain outweighs the loss."

Chen Mian smiled: "Then I still earned two hundred, I still won."

Song Xigu carefully looked at her face, her expression was calm, her eyes were cold and gloomy, knowing that she was serious, he said: "Okay, brother supports you, just ask me for anything you need, I will do my best .”

Chen Mian nodded and thanked her.

Before going to bed, she went to Huiwang, and there were news about her and Han Feishen, her and Mingjing, or her and Jian Fan on the Internet, all of which were reported by marketing accounts, making it lively , even the police officer Zhou Qi was brought into the topic for no reason, Chen Mian was helpless, thinking that he would talk to the operation side tomorrow, don't bring Zhou Qi to the scene, he is a conscientious policeman, this kind of public opinion is not good for his work Well, that will affect his rating and prospects.

After swiping for a while, sleepiness came. Just about to log out and log in, a picture suddenly appeared: Han Feishen was holding Bao'er, and she was standing not far away, looking at the photo of the father and daughter with a smile.

The blogger attached a plan: [Yesterday we divided things, and today we reunite in a broken mirror. The life of the rich, we poor people have no imagination. 】

There was a lot of doubts below, asking why the bloggers took the sneak shots: [Ten thousand steps back, it’s their own private matter if they want to reunite with each other. This photo of yours looks like a sneak shot, and anyone who is not blind can tell at a glance that Miss Song is leaving. Mr. Han and his daughter are separated by at least six meters! 】

[Is there something wrong with the blogger?They broke up peacefully and agreed to a divorce. The child belongs to one party, and the other party also has visitation rights. Just take this photo in the same frame and say that they are reunited. Blogger, do you want to look up the divorce law? 】

[Upstairs is wrong, there is nothing wrong with the blogger, the blogger is so good, he knows what to write to bring traffic to him, as long as I reply to this comment for you, the number of views of this blog post has exceeded 100 million , How many advertisements in the comment area have been placed, and the bosses count them before calculating the income? 】

[The blogger is dead! 】

Chen Mian's loyal fans came to comment: [It's just a normal visit, take away our fairy sister, I wish Mr. Han a happy life and smooth work! 】

Passerby: [Although, this picture does look like a sweet love style! 】

Sweet love style?

When Chen Mian saw this, she moved her finger and left the stage in person, and directly replied to this netizen: [My friend, have you never been in a relationship?Can't you tell the sweet wind of love from the breath of death? 】

As soon as this reply came out, it directly overturned the possibility of a "broken mirror reunion". Then, Chen Mian reposted the blog post, and the legal department of Aite Company and the local police Weibo: [The blogger secretly took pictures, uploaded them on the Internet without consent, and spread them widely. And it had a very serious impact on me. For such a bad infringement, I want to know if I can report the case and file a complaint with the court? 】

Local police: [You can report to the police first. 】

Legal Affairs Office: [Received, handle it immediately. 】

The blogger was still complacent about having millions of traffic, but he didn't expect to be sued the next second. He is not a marketing account, but just an ordinary teacher in Qixingshan Early Education Center. At that time I didn't think too much about it when I took this photo, I just thought the picture was pretty good, and it should be able to reunite, so I posted it out of my mind, and it was accompanied by that shit plan.

She was discouraged on the spot, not only quickly deleted the photo, but also sent a private message to Chen Mian to apologize. Chen Mian ignored her, so she posted an apology on the top of the homepage, and promised to apologize for [-] days until Chen Mian was satisfied.

Chen Mian sneered and exited the interface.

Going to see Han Baoer in the next room, seeing her sleeping soundly and soundly, with a smile on her face, Chen Mian's heart softened, and she couldn't help kissing her several times before going back to the room to rest.

At 03:30 in the morning, a few dark shadows rolled over the wall of Song's house without sound, and then rolled into the courtyard.

Several figures occupied several important positions in the Song family. A few seconds later, one of the thin figures rolled into one of the children's rooms. He knelt down beside the bed, restrained his emotions, and caressed her carefully. s face.

The little girl on the bed suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes and saw a black shadow in front of her eyes. She was startled immediately, and the black shadow immediately booed: "Bao'er, it's me."

Han Baoer sat up and looked closer, but still couldn't see her face clearly. She lowered her voice and asked, "Dad? Is it Dad?"

Han Feichen hugged her: "It's Dad."

Han Baoer threw herself into Han Fei's arms: "Dad, you didn't lie to me! You came to my dream!"

The little girl thought she was dreaming, and knew how to lower her voice so that no one else could hear: "Dad, I have to speak in a very low voice, otherwise I will be discovered by the Night God, and if he finds out, he will definitely take Dad away. "

Han Feishen nodded: "Okay, let's speak in a low voice, so that the God of Night Tours can't hear you."

Han Baoer put her arms around his neck, very happy: "Dad, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and you didn't come when I fell asleep. I thought Dad would not come, and I almost cried."

Han Feishen patted her lightly and coaxed her in a low voice: "Dad promised you that you would come to your dream, and Daddy will not break his promise."

"Dad, what do you mean by breaking your promise?"

"It's a lie."

"Oh, then dad can't break his promise in the future!"

"it is good!"

"Dad, can you come to Bao'er's dream every night? Bao'er wants to see Dad every night!" the little girl asked.

Han Fei was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Dad doesn't know if it can be done, so I can't promise Bao'er for the time being, but Dad promises that you will try your best, okay?"

Han Baoer nodded.

In her limited memory, she has never been hugged by her father. Her father's embrace is very wide, thick and warm. She soon fell asleep, but she was not willing to fall asleep like this, for fear that her father would leave when she fell asleep. , so she held on desperately, her head was bit by bit, Han Fei made a deep movement, and she woke up suddenly: "Dad, don't go!"

The little girl's voice was soft, sleepy, and crying, causing Han Feichen's chest to hurt. He patted her on the back and whispered: "Daddy is not leaving, Bao'er, go to sleep."

After all, she was still a child, and her father's arms felt too safe. She fell asleep after struggling for a long time. Han Feichen put her back on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and was about to leave when Han Baoer yelled: "Dad! !"

When he froze, there was a sound from the next room. He didn't dare to stay, so he hurried out of the window, sat under the window, put his head on his knees, covered his mouth and nose, and breathed lightly.

At the same time, Chen Mian turned on the light in Baoer's room.

Bao'er closed her eyes and cried, "Dad, Dad don't go away... Mom, mom..."

Chen Mian quickly lay down, got into the bed and hugged her, softly comforted her, and hummed a song to lull her to sleep. After tossing for a while, Bao'er finally fell asleep.

Chen Mian breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Waking up early the next morning, Han Baoer was still sleeping, and Chen Mian got out of bed. From the corner of her eye, she saw that the window was not closed tightly, and she frowned.

Did she not close the window last night?