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"But have they never seen a human being before?" Song Yangle leaned on the front desk and tapped the table, a little curious: "It doesn't feel so good..."

He paused for a moment, then continued: "...to understand what human beings look like."

"You can't say 'never'." Sister Tu changed her posture and raised her chin in thought: "I must have seen ancient humans before; but then I experienced-"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Tai Feng, who was dusting, seemed to be caught by what Sister Tu said just now, and suddenly coughed loudly.

"—Uh! Anyway, these two are not very smart at all! Think about it, one is the second generation of gods of the Zhulong family in ancient times, and the other is the second generation's follower since childhood, and their group of ancient gods with eyes on the top of their heads It's normal to look down on human beings..." From the corner of the eye, I saw Tai Feng who was coughing and coughing so much that he almost fell off the stool. Sister Tu put down her hands and spoke in a softer voice, and finally cleared her throat. The human youth waved his hands and made a serious face: "Go, go, go! What do you know so much about? Why don't you ask these questions and read more books and go to Science|Tech|Prosper|Prosper the country!"

"..." Song Yangle pondered for a moment, raised his head and said tactfully, "Isn't it too convincing for you to use this to change the subject?" The accentuated "you" has obvious meaning.

Sister Tu glared at him: "...Get lost!"

Although I still haven't got the specific information I want to know, but for about half a month, some departments including Qiongqi, Jiong, and Xiaoniao have dared to be angry with the charging rules and still want to continue to cooperate. Song Yangle from Customer.com shrugged his shoulders, and was about to "chat (tao)" a few more words with Sister Tu when the familiar sound of footsteps on the side stairs made his heart, which was firmly in his chest, jump suddenly.

He turned his head.

Boss Ying, who had just taken a nap, came down, stared at him with dark and bright eyes, and then handed him the pottery cup in his hand naturally.

"..." About every morning's gift is considered compensation.

The heartbeat returned to normal, and Song Yangle took the pottery cup expressionlessly, feeling that he might have finally gotten to the boss's latest brain circuit - he watched it all day long, just to |supervise|supervise his serving of tea and water Did the little brother keep tidy? As for some kind of speculation that he vaguely thought of... root!Book!No!Can!able!Not to mention that he didn't know why the other party suddenly changed his attitude, even if it was true, chasing people is not like this!Ah!

You deserve to be single... 100 years, no, decades are enough...

↑With a slander against a certain dragon, the human youth left the front desk with a cup in his hand, his ears were red and his eyes were full of displeasure.

Sister Tu was sore from watching, she thought for a while, looked at Ying Long in front of her, endured the invisible pain, tried her best to reduce her feeling of "someone who came here" and advised earnestly: "Boss, you want to pursue others. No way……"

Ying Long glanced at her lazily: "Who said I want to chase him?"

"..." Oh, then as soon as you react to "others", you react to them.Sister Tu is cold in her heart.

"I'm just a little curious," Ying Long paused, and added: "He is the first creature to know my dragon roar."

——Even in the ancient heavens, the number of dragons was extremely rare. Before he left the heavens, there were only two dragons, him and Zhulong.And they were all born from the heaven and the earth, and lived in different places at birth, and later their temperaments were very different and did not agree with each other, which led to their different singing voices and their own languages.Except for the believers who are purely their own, other creatures including blood descendants cannot know the meaning of the dragon's chant.

However, he has never deliberately developed his own believers, and he has never seen a human being who believes in him wholeheartedly; but compared to the meaningless chants he heard during the last Ching Ming Festival, the tiny dragon that awakened him that morning The meaning expressed in the voice is very clear...

Shen|Ling's eyes are faint, but even if you look from the side, you can still see the light inside that the other party doesn't know.

Eh……

Sister Tu and Taifeng looked at each other, but couldn't help but rolled their eyes at the same time + laughed out loud/laughing.

"—Sister Tu, what are you laughing at?"

"—What are you laughing at?"

Song Yangle, who had just come out of the kitchen after receiving the water, saw two colleagues laughing, puzzled, and Boss Ying, who heard Sister Tu's laughter, uttered at the same time;

"Ah..." Facing the lazy gaze of the boss and Xiaoyangle's unclear gaze, Taifeng, who was completely betrayed by Song Yangle, rubbed the muscles of his face vigorously with one hand, ambiguous Clearly said: "Suddenly realized that I haven't laughed and exercised for a long time."

One person and one dragon who got the excuse turned to Sister Tu at the same time.

"Me too..." Sister Tu opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to "borrow" the reason of Jishen, but found that the two showed distrustful eyes as soon as they heard the word "also", and immediately swallowed the content behind it with interest. Go back, and then change your words in a hurry: "...Me too, I remembered a funny thing."

Song Yangle put down the pottery cup and leaned over with great interest: "What's so funny?"

"...Well," Sister Tu thought hard, and finally came up with one thing: "A junior of mine will bring his great-granddaughter to visit me in a few days."

Song Yangle looked blank: "...Is this funny?"

Sister Tu showed a stiff smile: "...No, isn't it funny? Haha, haha."

"..." It's too blunt, hey.Song Yangle, who listened to the audience in the kitchen without deliberately lowering his voice, no longer had any hope for Sister Tu's response, and with Boss Ying's eyes on him, he naturally changed the subject: "You just say that, we really don't know what's so funny— —Is there something funny about that junior of yours?"

"Ah! That's right!" Sister Tu's eyes lit up after being reminded, she glanced at him appreciatively, and said cheerfully, "I'm such a fun junior. I was a dumpling when I was young, but it looks better when I grow up. But later, because of some things, I didn't get along well with me, and I haven't had much contact with him for thousands of years. Recently, suddenly..."

Song Yangle listened, and nodded earnestly; as expected, Boss Ying picked up the pottery cup and called the excited sister Tu to occupy a seat. One person and one monster changed tables and continued...

Just curious.

Withdrawing the peripheral vision from the corner of his eye at the front desk, he lowered his eyes, looked at the table, felt the sight behind him, and thought:

--that is really good.

***

In the middle of the night, in a soundproof room on the second floor of a private villa in the Liu family in C city, thick curtains were drawn down, and the bright lights were completely covered.

"It's none of my business, it's none of my business, it's none of my business...!!!" Liu Haojun curled up tightly behind the curtain in the corner, his not-so-tall body curled up into a ball, as if he wanted to put his whole body into a ball. Hiding in the remaining small piece of curtain by the window, his bloodshot eyes exposed outside the curtain opened in horror, while shaking his head and muttering the same sentence repeatedly, he waved away in fear people trying to get close to him.

The middle-aged doctor, who was invited overnight to toss | tossed about for almost a day, looked at the two assistants who were repeatedly thrown away but did not dare to really do anything to the young master of the Liu family, and helplessly looked at the gloomy Father Liu beside him. : "Mr. Liu, look at this..."

Father Liu, who also spent the whole day here in vain, stared at Liu Haojun in the corner with his triangular eyes, clenched his fists and gasped for breath, before making up his mind in a rough voice: "What should you do? Do it, leave me alone."

Only then did the middle-aged doctor cast a look at the assistants, and then he was afraid that Father Liu, who is famous for protecting his premature birth|only son, would hate him. | Said: "Hey, Mr. Liu, there is no way to do this. If you want the young master to be well, you must let him calm down and receive treatment first."

"I know." Father Liu gasped out his nostrils, with a gloomy face: "Can you guarantee that this treatment will be effective?"

"Definitely!" The middle-aged doctor nodded again and again, earnestly making a promise: "Do you think that if it wasn't for this accident, would the young master have been acting normally in the past few years? It just so happened that we have learned a few sets of particularly effective methods in the past few years." The treatment method will definitely restore the young master to the same level as before! It is..."

The middle-aged doctor carefully observed Liu's father's expression: "This time, is it still a continuation of the last 'implantation'?"

Father Liu didn't hesitate: "Yes."

"But," the middle-aged doctor looked at Liu Haojun, who was restrained by an assistant in the corner, showing a troubled expression: "From this time, it seems that the young master's heart has been shaken..."

"—No matter how much money you need, you just need to be responsible for 'curing' my son." Father Liu looked coldly: "Others, don't worry about it."

Hearing the cold voice of the other party, the middle-aged doctor said, "Yes."

After the two finished talking, Liu Haojun, who had been injected with tranquilizers, also fell asleep.The middle-aged doctor reported to Liu's father, and then went to perform his own work; Liu's father stood at the door for a while, and after a long while under the middle-aged doctor's advice, he turned and went downstairs to the lobby on the first floor-a man who hadn't seen him for many years just happened to The old friend who came to visit him in City C has been waiting for him downstairs for more than an hour.

The ordinary middle-aged man in a suit sitting on the sofa heard the footsteps, turned his head, and showed a gentle smile on his face: "Old Liu, you are still so busy."

"Where. It's not because of my unworthy son." Liu's father walked over to the sofa on the other side, and sighed: "Other people's children have started to take over the family business at his age, but he still insists on making trouble." I was going to learn some physics, now I’m fine, but I’m going to get sick.”

The middle-aged man asked in surprise: "What's going on?"

Seeing the gentle expression on his old friend's face, there was no sense of spectatorship but pure surprise. Father Liu, who has always boasted of being strong and iron, couldn't help letting go of his guard, and told his son about the old things and the recent situation. He said something briefly, with a gloomy face: "I don't know how I can be so cowardly after spending half my life in the mall."

"You can't say that," the middle-aged man smiled: "It's a human|life after all."

"What's 'human|fate', it's just an illegitimate child of a third-rate family; besides, he's not dead, but he won't be able to stand up for the rest of his life." Father Liu said nonchalantly, then snorted again: "On the contrary, my kid is becoming more and more useless. He is trembling even when holding a small gadget. When he meets the other party, he is a small role in that incident, and he has a relapse."

That's not a "small role."The middle-aged man smiled and said nothing.

"Looking at you and me like this today, it's better to be alone than a bad son." Father Liu looked at him and said with emotion: "Ao Ye, I'm not as good as you."

"Continuing the bloodline is the nature of human beings engraved in the bones." The middle-aged appearance of Ao Ye smiled gently: "A person and bloodline inheritance, there is nothing superior or inferior."

Father Liu laughed: "Well said! You still deserve to be the most free and easy person I've met in these years!"

But how many "people" have you met?Ao Ye looked at the middle-aged human opposite, and talked with him with a gentle smile on his face, thinking:

This is considered useless.It seems that if you want to get the truth, you can only continue down.

——What would a “monster” look like in the eyes of humans?

He was curious.

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