Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Originally, he wanted to take the little girl to the next office, but as soon as he left, Meng Lang saw the other five idiots from the iPartment were all there, eavesdropping outside the door in a row.

Meng's head was full of black lines, and he gave a warning look, and then led the little girl into the office further away.

After closing the door with a slam, Meng Lang took a deep breath and looked at Zhuge Dali with puzzled eyes. His intuition told him that today's conversation would not be easy.

"Dali, what do you want to say to me?"

The little girl has the kind of temperament that once she makes up her mind, she will not give up until she achieves her goal. Even though she knew that Meng Lang was not "working" outside as she imagined, she still took a step forward, bravely looked at Meng Lang, and handed her a hand at the same time. On the scroll in hand.

Meng Lang took it with doubts on his face, and after opening it lightly, he couldn't help being stunned.

He had seen the Titanic.

He has also seen martial arts cospay.

He can even understand martial arts cospay on the Titanic.

But who can tell him, who is this "Meng Lang" who is standing on the Titanic in ancient costume and playing cospay with Zhuge Dali?

Could it be that I, Meng, also sleepwalked?

Seeing Meng Lang's excited expression, Zhuge Dali, who was afraid that he would hurt the poster too much, snatched the poster back carefully, and said at the same time:

"Today I experimented with the demon refining pot, and I have to say that this baby from your Meng family is really amazing."

"So... what did you do with it?"

"In my first experiment, I synthesized a string of candied haws with magnets and rubber, and this poster is the result of my second experiment."

Meng Lang couldn't help asking curiously, "Then what did you use to synthesize it?"

"The photo of the two of us." Zhuge Dali replied softly.

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There was no such thing as Meng, who was thinking all over the place, the little girl slightly raised her head to look at him, and continued to say:

"At first, I couldn't imagine that I would do such a little girl's thing."

"But I found that recently my mental illness has been gradually getting worse."

"Aggravated?" Meng Lang looked confused, little sister, you are not sick at all?How can it get worse without being sick?

"In the past two days, I judged that the reason why I had a good impression of you at first was probably just an impulse and dependence."

"That feeling is like when a chick breaks its shell, it tends to recognize the first creature it sees as its mother. You broke my shell called loneliness. I saw you. I fell in love with you." about you."

Meng Lang nodded. He had thought of this before. At that time, he might have helped the little girl untie a knot by mistake.

Zhuge Dali didn't pause, and continued to pour out his feelings in a serious tone:

"But I also asked myself, if the person who persuaded me was replaced by someone else, would I still have a good impression of him?"

"No matter how many times I've been asked, the answer is no."

Meng Lang was slightly taken aback when he heard the words. He realized that his previous train of thought might have been wrong.

"It's not because I was released that I chose you, but because it was you that I was released."

Having said that, the little girl's face flushed slightly:

"I once had an authoritative hormone test, and the results showed that my sex hormones and dopamine were seriously insufficient."

"It bothered me a lot."

"Under the influence of some special reasons, I made a plan to start dating at the age of 20, and quietly waited for the person who made me feel suitable."

"One day, my mother called and told me that my cousin had found a blind date for me through magic tricks, and I had to meet him."

"This made me very angry. Originally, my idea at the time was to reject it directly when we met."

Hearing this, Meng Lang also recalled that when he first learned that he was going on a blind date, his thoughts seemed to be similar to those of a little girl.

Thinking of this, the corner of Meng's mouth couldn't help but twitch a warm smile.

The little girl's words continued.

"But the next day, while I was running to relax and plan how to mess up the blind date decently, I was startled by a sudden sound of brakes and almost sprained my foot..."

Meng Lang secretly complained in his heart, it really deserves to be you, iPartment, what a coincidence!

"I'm 90.00% [-]% sure that it was a coincidence, and after confirming that my cousin didn't let you know my appearance at that time, and your walking on the waves made me realize that I was not interested in me before. supernatural power."

"So, when I knew that the blind date my cousin mentioned was you, who I met by chance that day, for some reason, I suddenly had an idea that it would be good to talk about a love internship with you."

Listening to the little girl's self-report, and feeling the more and more sincere emotions in her words, Meng Lang, who was not hard-hearted, also felt that his heartstrings were slightly tugged.

At this moment, talking about the excitement, Zhuge Dali gently opened the poster on his hand and put it on the table, stretched out his small hand to caress Meng Lang's masculine and resolute face in the painting, and continued to say:

"The thing that really changed my mind was the next day..."

Chapter 65 Zhuge Dali's Confession

At this time, Zhuge vigorously showed memories, and his smiling face was full of warmth.

"That day, I came to the love apartment with a little bit of excitement and full of curiosity about you."

"You're a weird person, and everything you did that day seemed to be against me, but it's surprisingly not annoying to me."

"Maybe this is what I heard from other girls before, as long as the elder brother looks good, the three views follow the five senses. Obviously I am not a member of the Appearance Association, but I just have a good impression of you for no reason."

After saying this, the little girl showed a rare shy look.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, meng lang couldn't help but began to recall and think.

So Dali has a good impression of my preconceptions, and the suspension bridge effect caused by the fear skill that day magnified this good impression?So, she already liked me?

"That day, you told me that I was suffering from a disease called loneliness, and you helped me break the loneliness with your own hands. I will never forget the feeling of that hand on my head at that time."

With that said, the little girl looked away from the poster and bravely raised her chin to look directly at meng lang.

"Meng Lang, do you know? I used to be a staunch independentist and atheist."

"But after meeting you, I was shaken."

"Blind date, you and I met by chance."

"Meet me, I'm no longer alone."