Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

"Afeng, do you remember how you fought with me back then?"

After an unknown amount of time, Old Man Murong finally spoke again, and with just this one sentence, he seemed to have aged a lot.

Murong Feng felt uncomfortable listening, "I remember, Grandpa, I was not sensible at the time, but now I am sensible, and I won't be so angry with you anymore."

"Oh, I'm afraid that my body will come back again, and you won't have to feel uncomfortable because I stopped you."

"...I know, don't talk about it, I feel bad too." Murong Feng buried his face in the pillow again.

"I'm not talking about old scores with you, I just want to say that the earliest feelings of a person are the most unforgettable. That person... How long have you remembered him, Lin Hanzhi, will not be more unforgettable than him.

I know that Lin Hanzhi is a very nice person, good-looking, good-natured, decent in advance and retreat, and the most rare thing is that he has good conduct.

But it's not that you can't accept women, why bother to be so entangled?After a few years, it will be peaceful and peaceful, and we will have our own wives and children. When we sit together as good friends, isn't it the same as chatting. "

Mr. Murong persuaded his grandson earnestly. Everyone said that first love is the most unforgettable. Murong Feng once had a quarrel, which was more ruthless and severe than this time, but he had another companion by his side within a few years. Although he was worried, he was not alone. , this time, it will never be more serious than that time.

Seeing Murong Feng's face buried in the pillow, he didn't answer but didn't refute what he heard, so he relaxed.

Murong Feng had been ill for a few days, and when he had a high fever, he called "Sheep, Lin Hanzhi", but after waking up, although his face was haggard, he looked calm. easy.

After the old man Murong left, Murong Feng slowly turned his head back, staring straight at Guan Zi who was losing.

Say softly: "Sheep..."

"Hey, let's take a break!" Yakai had been nagging non-stop for half an hour standing beside Lin Hanzhi.

"I'm really not tired, Aya." Lin Hanzhi smiled and straightened up.

"I think I'm going to find you a psychiatrist again!" Yakai snatched the pen from Lin Hanzhi's hand and pushed him to sit on the sofa.

Lin Hanzhi came a little early, and the clothes to be displayed hadn't come out yet, so in the previous three days, he had been scooping up samples of Yakai's clothes and filling them with hairstyles and colors.

This kind of practice and preparation is actually very useful for beginners. Lin Hanzhi actually didn't need it long ago, but it's okay for him to insist on doing it. The problem lies in that in the past three days, he has rested for less than ten hours in total.

During the rest of the time, I kept drawing without straightening my waist.

He didn't feel tired after doing one thing all the time, Lin Hanzhi was pushed by Yakai to sit on the sofa, and suddenly found that he wanted to stand up, but his back hurt like hell.

After struggling twice, I finally gave up.

"Okay, I'll sleep, don't really bring Mier here!"

"Han Zhi, I don't think you're just sleeping." Yakai stood in front of Lin Hanzhi and said solemnly, "Be careful of relapse of depression, so I'd better find Mier as soon as possible to show you."

"It's okay, I'm prepared." Lin Hanzhi smiled, and the redness in his eyes seemed to soften a little.

"Preparation?" Jacquet wondered.

"Well, I saw the medicine I used to take in the drawer of my room, so I took it in advance, so there will be no problem at all now."

No wonder I didn't sleep for three days... Yakai instantly petrified...

wrong!

After you react, you have to run to find an ambulance.

"You're crazy! That medicine was taken by you before, has it been five years?"

"It's okay!" Lin Hanzhi waved his hand easily, "I ate it two days ago, and there was no other reaction except a little excitement. It's not like you don't know where I grew up. The food I eat is similar to what you eat here... well, yes difference, so ordinary people can’t die.”

... Jacques was speechless about the other party's behavior, which in his eyes was similar to suicide.

Then he gently stroked Lin Hanzhi's hair.

"Hey, don't be like this, and you are not sick, what kind of medicine are you taking!"

"...Your show is about to start. I'm afraid I'll make a mistake. I'll make less money this way...Well, although you never give it."

"Hmph, I knew you would lose all the money! That's why I didn't give it to you, but I let Sesah scoop it up, so it's okay to open an elegant here!"

"Huh? How much?" Lin Hanzhi has no idea about money. Yakai's work has always been under the banner of a contracted stylist, but he automatically and consciously does voluntary labor that even pays for his own air tickets. rich.

Jacques pointed out a finger, "Are there many of these?"

The dull man nodded, "I have money again..."

"Stupid! Being with such a rich person, you can actually ruin yourself... Hey, Han Zhi—"

Jacquet froze for a moment, and then gently stroked the silent man with his head on his chest.

"Don't feel bad, there are not many good men...well, there are good women too... Look at how broad and messy your choices are, you can choose anyone who is better or worse than him. !"

"Hmm..." Lin Hanzhi smiled sullenly in the other party's arms, "Aya..."

"what?"

"I'm uncomfortable."