Slag Gong accuses Bai Yueguang of being chaotic and abandoned

There were only two people left in the room.

Mo Xiaofeng tried to pull his hand out, but even though Hong Tingyun was unconscious, he still held it tightly on his wrist, calling his name over and over again.Mo Xiaofeng sighed softly, lifted a corner of the quilt, and carefully stuck to Hong Tingyun's side, getting into the same quilt with him.

Mo Xiaofeng leaned against the head of the bed and wrapped it up. Because he was only wearing a thin shirt, his body temperature was a little lower than that of Hong Tingyun.Leaning up like this, Hong Tingyun suddenly found something soft to lean on, which was not only comfortable to touch, but also could help him to dissipate the heat.

As soon as he stretched out his arms, he hugged Mo Xiaofeng, turned over and lay on the other's belly, even rubbed his face against Mo Xiaofeng's waist, and called "Xiaofeng" again in his mouth.

The familiar body came up through a thin layer of clothes. Mo Xiaofeng was extremely sensitive because he was used to the other person's body being touched. In addition, he had taken blood-activating medicine just now, and his physical reaction was even greater. up.

He controlled his rationality not to think about the raging anger in his lower abdomen, tried to move his body but was held even tighter by the other party.

For a moment, the scene seemed to go back to that morning in Qingping Building, but the positions of the two were changed.

Mo Xiaofeng was hardened, but seeing that the other party was sick like this, he was not as good as a bird/beast.

He collected his thoughts, but sighed and stretched out one arm to hold the man in his arms, and moved the palm of his thigh with the other hand, so that this guy would be a little more honest. Waist, stop playing with fire.

"Mom...car! Parents...don't! Run away! Put out the fire! Grandpa...Dad!"

Hong Tingyun's tears flowed down, crying more fiercely than just now.

Before, Mo Xiaofeng always thought this guy was a crybaby, but now he just felt pitiful.

He straightened Hong Tingyun's hair, which was as stiff as beard stubble, and leaned over to kiss his temples soaked in sweat again, as if to comfort him.

Why is this guy so worrying and distressing? He really wants to take him away right now.

Whether it is Tibetan Qingping Building, or hidden in the garden that he bought in Jiangyu, the worst thing is to bring him back to his old nest in Tianjin, which is much more comfortable than being in a smoky home!

Looking at this person who is usually careless and indulgent, what is he like behind his back!My father is not worried, but his stepmother is very kind to him, and his uncle dotes on him. This guy has nothing but his own thoughts!

Hong Tingyun's whole body was burning in a daze, although holding Mo Xiaofeng's whole body seemed to be caught in a circular nightmare and could not escape, the hands on Mo Xiaofeng's waist began to unconsciously grab again.

Mo Xiaofeng only noticed Hong Tingyun's fine words, and wiped the sweat off his brow again, but before he could react, the guy jumped suddenly and almost fell off the bed from Mo Xiaofeng.The back of his hand hit the bedside table beside him, making a loud noise.

Mo Xiaofeng was startled, and quickly brought the man back, and quickly patted Hong Tingyun's back lightly, coaxing him softly.His palms touched his smooth skin, where there was another layer of dense sweat.

It made a weird noise just now, and Mo Xiaofeng didn't know if he was in pain, after all, this guy is so afraid of pain.

He held Hong Tingyun's fingers in the palm of his hand, and quickly rubbed them gently for someone else. Fortunately, the skin was not broken, but it was a little red.

Hong Tingyun's sudden move made Mo Xiaofeng a little nervous.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket slipped out and almost fell to the ground. He didn't bother to look at it right now, so he picked it up and put it directly on the bedside table.And the drawer on the first floor seemed to be haunted, and it slowly slid out and opened by itself.

When Mo Xiaofeng turned his head, he saw a small square box on a piece of fine black brocade in the drawer.

That thing was a bit out of place with the surrounding things, the wood was so yellow and black, the corners were rotten, and the whole box looked like a defective product.

Ordinarily, although he should not have to be so extravagant when he is with Hong Tingyun, his etiquette is deeply rooted, and he never has the habit of messing with other people's things.

But that thing was like a Pandora's box, and there was temptation in it. There was something in the dark that attracted him, and Mo Xiaofeng couldn't take his eyes off it.

He stretched out his hand by accident, and took the box out of the small space.

The whole box is about the same size as my Rubik's Cube. The lid is embossed with beautiful patterns, but it is not like the usual flowers and birds. The carved pattern is a kind of leaf pattern, and some rice-sized grains are interspersed here and there. flowers.

The carving was so vivid that Mo Xiaofeng looked at it as a pattern of sweet-scented osmanthus.

It's just that there is too much decay on the top of the box cover, and the rest of the place is really hard to see clearly.

Needless to say, this box should have been a valuable work of art in the first place. Although the threaded closure of the box lid has been crooked and a little unfit, the delicate workmanship and carving techniques are first-class craftsmanship.

Mo Xiaofeng turned the box over, and sure enough, the inscription on the bottom was privately printed by the maker.

Just a single "thank you".This character is engraved in a flowing manner, not like a sculpture at all, but like a handwriting, with the strokes and strength in it, quite a style of everyone.

Mo Xiaofeng was taken aback, he knew this word!

It's not about "words", but only this "engraved pattern" that he knows.

He once saw a jade article in his uncle's hand, it was a plum vase carved with a woman in a fur robe.

There is a place inside the bottle that cannot be seen at all, you have to touch it with your hand through the mouth of the bottle, and there is such a word "thank you" on it.

This "Xie" is a genre, and the master is Xie Shifang, a jade carving master during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.During the period of the Republic of China, this genre was divided into two branches, one was jade carving and the other was wood carving.Among them, someone in the branch of wood carving has a relationship with the Mohist school. They combined mechanism techniques with wood carving to create ingenious things that are quite valuable for collection.

Mo Xiaofeng crushed his fingers, and there was a greasy feeling on the fingertips, as if stained with some kind of grease, it was disgusting.

It doesn't feel like a unique preservation method, and it certainly doesn't look like the wood itself is showing through, dark, kind of like a stain.

Mo Xiaofeng frowned when he got close to the box and smelled it. Although the smell had dissipated a lot and the outer layer of the box had been re-treated, he could still smell the smell of burnt wood.

Mo Xiaofeng suddenly remembered what it was, turned it over and looked at the carvings on it, and vaguely guessed what was inside the box.

Hong Tingyun's birthday is on November 29th, Sagittarius.If he remembered correctly, the birthday flower that day was a laurel tree, which means "Stubborn" and is tenacious.

This time, Mo Xiaofeng became a little cautious, and even secretly thanked himself for being attracted to the box just now, so he didn't open it hastily.

He laid the box flat on the bedside table beside him, and opened the hinges gently.His guess came true, and it really was that thing inside.

A scorched and broken watch lay quietly in the box, its original appearance long gone.A piece of cotton flocked sponge is placed under the watch, and several fine silk threads are used to fix the whole watch inside section by section.

But just now Mo Xiaofeng turned over to look at the movement of the bottom of the box, and one of the "ears" on the watch strap was broken in two, and at this moment it was rolling around the corner of the box like those soot-like things.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Mo Xiaofeng was a little stunned.

This is the legendary Hong Tingyun's birthday present?That relic watch his parents left him?

He remembered that he had read the information that Hong Kangcheng and his wife had a car accident on the highway on the way back. Four vehicles collided, one of which was a small oil tanker, and several vehicles caught fire.Fortunately, the fuel tank truck was not fully loaded at that time, otherwise the power of the explosion/explosion can be imagined.But just like this, the burning temperature of the vehicle can be close to [-] degrees. Just thinking about the tragedy is enough.

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No wonder this guy said that it can't be repaired. Apart from being a watch, it can still be seen that even the parts inside are all useless.

The dial has been burnt, the diamonds and gemstones on the dial have all fallen off, and the rest is carbonized like a foggy film. Basically, the original appearance cannot be seen, and the whole is much smaller.

The entire steel structure has a large amount of oxide layer, and many places have been melted.Not only was the movement severely damaged, but all the precious metals inside were also melted. It can be said that this watch is a scrap product and can be thrown away without repairing it.

In fact, the parts of the big manufacturers can be replaced, but this is only a specially customized model.It is not necessarily possible to find historical data on which parts were customized at the beginning, and a certain out-of-print model was used and then modified again.

The timeline has also dragged on for too long, not to mention that some parts have been discontinued, and some parts may have been manually modified by craftsmen at the time, and there are no parameters to follow.It's been so many years, and I don't know whether the original craftsmen are still there.

Almost all places have to be replaced, so that the whole set is almost replaced with a new one, and the watch is definitely not the original one, and it is impossible to restore it to its original appearance.

Thinking about it, Hong Tingyun had searched for every possible solution and everyone he could find, otherwise he would not have finally decided to give up.

Could it be that he told Hong Tingyun that he was sorry that he couldn't fix it, that he couldn't help it, and let him down again?

Or put the thing back, pretending that you have never seen it, so that this knot will always be stuck in the other person's heart?

But he is Mo Xiaofeng, how could he do such a thing!

Especially recalling Hong Tingyun's disappointment and struggling to pull out a smile, and the sadness when he answered him "yes"?

How can he speak such words!Mo Xiaofeng had a headache for a while.

Just because it doesn't need to be repaired doesn't mean it doesn't have the value of repairing it. For Hong Tingyun, the meaning of its existence may be above everything else!

Maybe I can use the system [Ting Ting] to analyze the layers of this watch, restore the original analog form, and then use the redrawn vector drawing to treat it as a cultural relic for rescue restoration?

Maybe there is a machine in the "small warehouse" that can be used to reorganize the gems by element and restore them manually?Although not natural, it can repair the defect to the greatest extent, so that replacement can be reduced.Or other parts can also try this way?

Maybe he can still ask his uncle to provide some technical support. After all, he is the top "mechanic" in the world. He is a tenth-level fitter. There is no reason why he can't make something!

The operation principle of a watch is actually very simple, and it is not a precision instrument. There is no reason why the parts cannot be re-forged. Even if there are some parts on it that cannot be repaired, he can search all over the world to find the same material.

right!He also has his uncle, as long as he asks, his uncle will definitely tell him how to do it!Uncle Shi is so amazing, as long as it is mechanical, nothing can defeat him, he will definitely think of a way!

Looking at the guy with his eyes closed tightly clutching at the hem of his clothes, it was as if he was trying to escape from the clutches of Ren Jie's "ghost" yesterday.He relied on Hong Tingyun, like a ray of light shining in a dark abyss.

Although what this guy did and said afterwards was too fucking stupid, but at that moment, Hong Tingyun did save his life by dragging him away from Ren Bing and back from the brink of death.

His father said, don't owe anything to favors, and you have to pay it back immediately, otherwise you will have a bad conscience for the rest of your life.

This guy was so dependent on him, he was so needed by this guy, Mo Xiaofeng touched the ring still hanging around his neck, he really couldn't say anything to refuse.

Because there is no one in the world who can help each other except myself.

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The author has something to say:

I have been salted for a long time, and my manuscripts are about to be wasted, so I cried out with a wow