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Yan Rongqiu and He Zhu.Wen Lingxin and Yan Rongqiu.He Zhu and Wen Lingxin.

The three of them exchanged glances with each other silently, without making any sound during the whole process, but how weird and embarrassing the atmosphere was, it was natural to say nothing.

In the end, it was He Zhu who let go of his hand first - as soon as he let go, Yan Rongqiu suddenly felt that the heat that had been accumulated with great difficulty dissipated quickly, and his whole body became cold again.

Like a cloud, Wen Lingxin floated in faintly, and sat down on the sofa.

"I never thought that one day, I would be able to see Xiao Rong so close to others. Mr. He, it seems that you are really special to this child."

One kill.

"By the way, what a coincidence, how did I just find out." She gently put her hands together, "The same surname is He, Xiao Rong treats you completely differently from A Xun. Let alone hugging him, even holding hands Never would."

Two kills.

"Xiao Rong," she leaned against the back of the sofa with her chin in one hand, and raised her other hand weakly and bonyly, pointing to He Zhu who was sitting there, "so you and this Mr. Are you in love?"

Three kills.

Tql, Mrs. Yan is really tql!

He Zhu bumped into Yan Rongqiu calmly and lightly——Yan Rongqiu lowered his eyes, and looked like he had reached the realm of perfection, as if he had already become a Buddha and was among the immortals just sitting there.

"Mom is asking us something."

So Yan Rongqiu was finally pulled back from the edge of sitting.

"It's all messed up." He tried hard to keep calm, but unfortunately his skin was too white, and a little blushing of embarrassment could completely betray him. "We are superiors and subordinates, and Mr. He is my assistant. There is a legal labor relationship between us!"

Wen Lingxin let out a ignorant "ah".She has a very clean and beautiful appearance, and she has a very well-cared-for delicate rose temperament, so this "ah" is really pure and natural, innocent and unpretentious, and Yan Rongqiu suddenly becomes fatigued when she hears it, and she doesn't even lose her temper up.

The next second, Wen Lingxin said thoughtfully again: "This is how Yan's superior-subordinate relationship looks like now."

Four kills.

Yan Rongqiu held his chest weakly, and he found that he still couldn't refute.

With a long sigh, Yan Rongqiu asked Wen Lingxin very low and slowly: "Why did you come here?"

Wen Lingxin's eyes flickered slightly, "I just want to see you."

Yan Rongqiu was obviously silent for a while, and he clenched his lower lip: "So you must fly to Germany to see me? Why did you come here?"

"I came here, but I met that woman."

"Mom, what are you thinking?"

Wen Lingxin was stunned, "But, I don't even know where you live now..."

Yan Rongqiu was at a loss for words for a while.

For three years, I have never told anyone about my new residence, and I have never returned home.The occasional reunion invitations were all avoided by him with work, saying that this was not an intentional evasion, and I am afraid that even he himself did not believe it.

Wen Lingxin said again: "I heard from Dr. Wu that you have not been in good health recently, so I just wanted to take this opportunity to visit you. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble."

Trouble.

Yan Rongqiu's heart throbbed.

"sorry."

He bowed his head.

"...Now that you've seen it, you can go back, right? It's very cold here in winter, and I can ask someone to charter a plane to take you to your favorite South Island for vacation."

Wen Lingxin is very afraid of the cold, and can't stand the wet and long winter in Chuanyuan City, so at the end of every year, she will fly alone to the southern islands where the warmth is like spring.And Yan Ming is a homeless person, so during the winter vacation, Yan Rongqiu basically spends at home alone.He will arrange his work and rest well and in good order, because once a person is busy, he will not feel lonely.

"I won't go back."

Facing Yan Rongqiu's puzzled eyes, Wen Lingxin repeated again:

"I'm not going back."

I will not go back.

Yan Rongqiu lay on the bed, opened his eyes and thought about it, but no matter what, he couldn't understand the meaning behind his mother's words.After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, the warmth he had absorbed from He Zhu's body had completely dissipated, so he could only tightly wrap two layers of thick woolen blankets, and gradually fell asleep in the hard-to-dispel cold.

There was a little snow in the morning of the next day, and it cleared up soon after the snow stopped.Because the premiere of the opening film is at night, a whole day has become a rare luxury.

He Zhu wrapped Yan Rongqiu tightly into a fur ball, and then carefully put him into the back seat of the car.Because Fuqiu didn't want to go out, he wanted to sit on the rocking chair by the fireplace and read the financial statements, so he had to stuff a cup of super sweet hot cocoa with marshmallows in his hand to calm his emotions.

He Zhu pretended to wave a small flag, "City sightseeing one-day tour, let's go."

Yan Rongqiu rolled his eyes under the cover of long eyelashes, and said softly, "So stupid."

He Zhu stopped talking, feeling a little silly.

Stuttgart is located in the Rhine Fracture Valley region of Baden-Württemberg, adjacent to the famous Black Forest. It not only has a long urban history, but also has a profound cultural heritage. It is the hometown of Roland von Zmailmann.

"This is Palace Square in the middle of King's Street."

Compared with the busy traffic and noise in big cities, the palace square is full of green grass, free, quiet and peaceful. Just taking a walk even if you don’t do anything can make you feel comfortable and sweep away your troubles.

He Zhu glanced at his watch, "There is a geyser in front of it, and it's about to start now, I'll take you to see it."

Yan Rongqiu muttered: "Are you going on a spring outing, kid?"

He Zhu smiled slightly and turned his face to look at him, thinking in his heart: Isn't he my little friend?

The fountain in the center of the square was built to commemorate Roland von Zmailmann. In the center of the pool stands the bronze statue of the great writer, with a pipe in one hand and a cane in the other, dignified and lifelike.

Beside the great writer, surrounded by a group of smaller bronze sculptures, these images are derived from the characters in his pen, including shepherds, wealthy businessmen, ladies, knights, etc., all of them are graceful and graceful, just like strangers.However, what occupies the most conspicuous position is a ferocious, even terrifying statue of a demon, which is horrifying at first glance.

Yan Rongqiu narrowed his eyes: "That's... Namulus?"

Namenlos, the transliteration of German Namenlos, that is, "no name".

In the novel, King Solomon made a deal with Belial, the king of demons, at the cost of his soul, and got the power to command all the demons in hell.

After signing a contract with 72 of the most powerful demons, he engraved their names on 72 pillars.But the No.70 three demons were deprived of their names by the gods and could not conclude a contract to serve King Solomon. Therefore, they were driven out of hell by Belial and could only wander in the world.

After a long time, the magic of Namulus was almost exhausted.But when he was dying, he met a young crown prince.

The crown prince made a wish to Namulus, and promised to give his soul to Namulus if he could fulfill it for himself.

Namulus readily agreed.Because the crown prince has a very noble and pure soul, if such a soul is devoured, it will definitely be able to avoid the fate of extinction.

The music is playing, and the water column is gushing.

The six-meter-high water curtain is like a waterfall pouring down, and the mist is misty, like a sudden drizzle.

He Zhu opened the black umbrella and moved it over Yan Rongqiu's head.Fine drops of water fell on the umbrella surface, splashing circles of halos.

"The nameless devil." He Zhu stared at the statue, "Have you also watched "When I Lay Dying"?"

Yan Rongqiu wiped away the drops of water on his cheeks with his index finger, "Are you referring to the movie Xi Ren made?"

He Zhu shook his head: "Zmelmann's original work."

Yan Rongqiu pursed his lips, with a soft look on his face, "I used to like Zmelmann's novel the most. I remember that I still have a first edition album of "When I Lay Dying" published in Germany. Unfortunately, it seems that I lost it later, and I can’t find it no matter how I look for it.”

"But you don't look like the type to lose your stuff."

He Zhu looked at Yan Rongqiu as if nothing had happened, and saw the little devil reflected in his dark pupils.

"Could it be given to someone?"

"How is it possible, I have no friends." Yan Rongqiu answered simply.

Moreover, he once really liked Zmelmann's Namulus.Even, the reason why he believed so much in the legend of the spider spell was inseparable from Namulus.Solomon's Pillar 72 demon gods each have different incarnations, and Namulus, who was expelled, also has——

spider.

As I Lay With Me has been read countless times by him, and in the end, he even hopes that he can summon the same lonely demon to the world like the lonely crown prince in the story.

(What a stupid idea.)

(Irrational and impractical.)

(It's all "worthless word games," according to Grandpa.)

Later, "As I Lay Dying" produced by Xiren Films was well-known and won the Oscar for Best Picture, but he also awkwardly refused to watch it, as if it would destroy the white moonlight in his heart.He was even more upset knowing that the actor who did not want to reveal his identity was also called "Namenlos" by fans all over the world.

The most nonsensical thing is that the novel describes Namulus as "black and ugly like the cold ashes at the bottom of the furnace", but has a pair of "crushing the sun", "dwelling at dawn and dusk", "bigger than the star of Bethlehem". more radiant" eyes.And those media and fans seemed to be in collusion, unanimously praising that fake Namenlos's eyes are more beautiful than the one in the book——

Comeon, they are all thousand-year-old foxes, what are you playing with me?This is nothing more than advanced film and television special effects makeup technology!

The fountain stopped.

The misty water vapor was shrouded in sunlight, and a beautiful rainbow was erected in the air.

He Zhu put away the black umbrella, "Do you want to take a photo with the bronze statue of Namulus?"

Yan Rongqiu nodded, and fluffy rolled over, seeing He Zhu standing where he was, "Aren't you coming together?"

Just then, an old woman with silver hair passed by.

Holding the mobile phone, the old lady pointed at Yan Rongqiu with dissatisfaction—he was posing for a business magazine with his arms folded, and then began to chatter.

"Oh for God's sake, can you two get any closer?"

He Zhu began to translate simultaneously with accent and tune.

"Especially you, yes, that's right, that unhappy-looking guy, I swear, your photo-taking action is worse than Aunt Susan's apple pie next door."

Yan Rongqiu: "..."

Slowly, Yan Rongqiu raised his hand, stretched out two thin white fingers from his cuff, made a V gesture, then curled the corners of his mouth, showing a faint and transparent smile.

Only then did the old lady give a thumbs up in satisfaction, said something with a smile, and pressed the shutter.

"What did she mean by what she said at the end?" Yan Rongqiu asked.

He Zhu stared at his black eyes, and saw a small self in the pupils.

"She said, standing next to Namulus, it seemed that you really made her see the crown prince in the story."

Yan Rongqiu: "...you made it up."

He Zhu: "Do you want ice cream?"

Yan Rongqiu: "...Vanilla."

Seeing the statues of Zmelmann and Namulus, and tasting the local ice cream which is famous for its rich milk flavor, Yan Rongqiu's mood seemed to have finally improved a little bit, but He Zhu knew that this was only temporary, and the long-wrapped ice cream should not be taken away. Untie the dead knot, and if he doesn't cut off the twines, he will never be able to reconcile with himself.

it's all my fault.

I was the one who ruined my mother's dream.

Because of me, my mother lost her supposedly happy life.

These emotions are like countless snowflakes and ice crystals slowly accumulating, and eventually grow into a huge iceberg that cannot be crossed in my heart.Usually, it can still be hidden under the seemingly calm sea level, but now it is different, because Wen Lingxin has appeared.

Want to get close but dare not get close.

Want to hug but can't hug.

Deeply loved, distressed, resentful, familiar, unfamiliar——

mom.

The air in winter has the smell of dust and dew, and because there is no thin cloud, the distant yellow sky looks extraordinarily vast and bright.

In the fine sunlight at dusk, He Zhu stretched out his hand calmly, gently grasped Yan Rongqiu's fingertips, and then gradually moved upwards, holding Yan Rongqiu's entire hand in the palm of his hand with fingers crossed.

Only a slight resistance.

The high body temperature passed over and held the whole way, so it was enough to make that cold and thin hand warm up.