After wearing a book, I fell in love with an old man in the fairy world

Lian Mour had imagined the scene of meeting again countless times, but never expected such a scene.

He has been holding the expectation of goodbye, he believes that the devil will come to him, he has always believed in him.

But who knew that the other party actually asked who he was when they actually met?After hugging him for a full minute, I asked who he was and why did I kiss him? !

"You ask who I am..."

Lian Mo stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of him, his mind almost went blank, he was so stimulated.

"Yes, who are you? Why did you kiss me?"

The handsome man nodded. He held the mourning hand behind his back just now and didn't give it away. He held the man closer in front of him, lowered his head as if approaching in an oppressive posture, his eyes were calm, his tone was cold, but his breath was scorching and scary.

If Lian Mou is sober and calm now, maybe he can sense something from the hand tightly clasping his waist.

But now he is in a state of extreme joy and disappointment. He can't believe that the person he was looking forward to has forgotten him. The man said that nothing can be troubled, but he has forgotten him. talk……

Lian Mourning suddenly felt very wronged, his nose was sore, he had never felt wronged before.

He knew that he shouldn't blame the devil, he left first, although he couldn't help himself, but he left the devil, they didn't even have time to say goodbye.

But he was so wronged and uncomfortable, how could he forget him, who said it so sensationally back then?Who said what the 'deity' is like?It's all a lie.

Suddenly there was an urge to cry, but the mayor next to him didn't give him a chance. After a short moment of stupefaction, everyone was panicked.

"Xiao Lian, what are you doing, get down quickly, this is Mr. Feng from Beijing! I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, he just hasn't seen the market, he was too excited for a while, please don't mind..."

The mayor, who was seriously frightened, hurried over to drag Lian Mourn away, stammering and apologizing.

It stands to reason that no matter how small the base of City K is, the mayor is also a mayor, so he won’t panic when encountering something, but who makes it different from before the end of the world? The chaos has just ended, and it belongs to the habit of the strong in the end of the world. It hasn't completely disappeared yet, and it's not uncommon for the strong to kill people directly if they are a little careless.

And I heard that this Mr. Feng has a special status in Beijing, so if he offended him rashly, would he even want to become the mayor!

On weekdays, in everyone's impression, Lian Miao has always been an indifferent person who is on the top of the mountain and does not change his face. Who knows what is going on today, and the crowd ran over to forcefully kiss Mr. Feng who came from Beijing. This can no longer be described as a nympho .

Anyway, everyone around is filled with unspeakable fear and anxiety.

After such a fuss, Lian Miao finally recovered from the gaffe, the light in his eyes dimmed, staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of him, he couldn't help apologizing in a low nasal cavity,

"I'm sorry Mr. Feng..."

He thought about him day and night for more than a year, he was really excited, he knew that this was the man he wanted, and he could clearly feel that he did not admit the wrong person.

But he didn't remember him, he asked who he was?He should have been prepared a long time ago. When he left that world, he clearly saw with his own eyes that the memory of everyone there was not cleared, and everyone was at a loss without any memory.

In this case, the devil can still come to his world, he should be happy.

It doesn't matter if you forget, he will let him remember it again, even if he can't remember it, then they will get to know each other again, and have a real talk about their love, their romance.

Thinking of this, the dim light in Lian Mou's eyes lit up again. Under the horrified gaze of the mayor, he took out a pen from his bag, took the man's hand neatly, and wrote a series of numbers on it.

Now that communication has been restored, human beings can reuse the communication functions before the end of the world, and basically all functions of mobile phones can be reused.

"Hello, Mr. Feng, my name is Lian Yu, don't mind offending you just now, I am so excited to see you for the first time, you are an idol I admire very much, and I don't have a business card now, this is my phone number, if you If you are not happy, I will apologize to you face to face later, is that okay?"

After writing the number and speaking, Lian Mou held the man's face again, leaned close to the other's thin lips and kissed him loudly, then stared at the man expectantly, nervously waiting for a response.

With such a bold behavior, he was only betting on the remaining feelings for him in the man's heart. He believed that even if he had no memory, he still loved him.

Although they have never said these words between them, they have never expressed anything, but he is willing to believe him, even if he falls to pieces again, he will admit it.

Lian Mou looked nervously at the cold man with a flat expression. He was nervous, what if the man refused?It seems that his luck has never been very good.

But the other party looked at the phone number on his hand for a while, then stared at him for a while, finally took his hand, gave a standard gentleman kiss, nodded with deep eyes,

"Nice to meet you, my name is Feng Yan."

The back of the hand feels hot.

"..."

Lian Mourn's heart was pounding, and his earlobe was red and bleeding.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, is this okay? !

The fellow policemen and secretaries dispatched by Beijing City were even more frightened. God knows how cruel this mysterious Mr. Feng was when he was in Beijing City.

There were still a few strong men who didn't provoke them before, but in the end, there were no corpses left. Of course, there were also those who were tricked by beauties.

At this moment, Mr. Feng, who no one can get close to, can no longer be forced to kiss, and even offered to kiss his hand back. When did Mr. Feng become such a tolerant and kind person...

Fortunately, as the object of special treatment, after Lian Mourning's heart was pounding, he was very considerate of everyone not to cause trouble for continuing to create horror.

"Mr. Feng, I won't bother you. I'll go down first and wait for your call."

Lian Mou sweetly withdrew his hand, and waited for the handsome man to finish speaking, then returned to the crowd with joy, and focused his eyes on the figure that everyone was watching.

The man kept a cold expression from the beginning to the end, nodded, and left with the trembling mayor, looking particularly cold.

It seemed that what happened just now was just a good-tempered and polite behavior, but only a few secretaries and police officers dispatched from the capital city knew how special everything just now was!

The next reception banquet is not for small people like Lian Miao. The matter of Yongdong Energy is very secret. Except for the relevant main personnel, ordinary people are not qualified to inquire about the details.

Anyway, I gave the phone number, so I don’t even worry about mourning, they already know each other, and even gave the phone number, can dating and love go far?

It doesn't matter if the devil doesn't contact him, he can take the initiative, it doesn't matter what tricks he stalks.

As for the hypocrisy and embarrassment, there is no such thing as embarrassment. They have wasted enough time after going around and going around now, and they really don't want to waste any time.

Lian Mou had a happy and sweet smile on his face, completely disintegrating the previous character design, and under the hesitant eyes of his colleagues in the research institute, he happily returned home from get off work.

Not surprisingly, as soon as he walked out of the gate of the institute, he ran into Ye Ming again.

Ye Ming is the lieutenant general who manages the army of K City. Ye Ming must be there to maintain order in such a big occasion today, and the other party can see clearly what happened during the reception.

"Mourning, do you know what you were doing just now? That Mr. Feng is not an ordinary person. He was greeted by the capital city. He has a strange and cold temper. He is a monster who kills without batting an eye. He killed him at the slightest disagreement in Beijing city. There are a lot of strong people, and their origins are unknown, so they can't be provoked, so don't be stupid..."

Ye Ming was anxious and jealous. He had never seen such a bold and enthusiastic mourning just now.

The mourning he knew used to be shy and simple, but now it is indifferent and indifferent. He knows that the mourning meeting has become what it is now because of him, and it is because of him that the mourning has become the indifferent way it is today. It is because of heartbreak.

But he didn't expect that Mr. Feng's appearance today would overturn his cognition. Mourning is not as cold as he imagined because of injury, or indifferent because of death.

When that man appeared, his whole body seemed to be infused with vitality, and he suddenly came alive. The concentration and love in his eyes when he looked at that Mr. Feng made people jealous and made him panic, that was He never had it before.

If it was before, he still had the confidence to use time to find him back, but now he is afraid, it seems that Mourning really won't belong to him anymore.

"Mourning..."

Ye Ming panicked and wanted to grab Lian Mour's hand, but was dodged.

Lian Mourn looked at him calmly, there was no hatred in his eyes, and no other emotions, because he had already ignored him, so how could he be angry and resentful?

There was only a cold voice, and a murderous hand that instantly grabbed his neck,

"Ye Ming, I warn you, he is not a monster, he is my lover, please don't challenge my temper now, I don't like to hear half a bad word about him, otherwise I will kill you, this It's the last time."

After finishing speaking coldly, Lian Mour turned his head and left without staying for a moment.

"..."

Ye Ming stared at the straight back, touched the pinch mark on his neck, like a throat, and gasped for breath.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the voice full of joy and anticipation calling him 'Brother Ye Ming', and saw those eyes that were brighter than the stars.

He wanted to reach out to touch those eyes, but the moment he thought about it, the magnificent illusion disappeared...