[The pretender is deeply in love] The ups and downs of troubled times

Yoko Nantian liked to watch a game since she was a child, about the game of cat and mouse.She discovered the fact that after a cat catches a mouse, it doesn't eat it right away.Instead, let it go, and catch the mouse by surprise when it thinks there is an opportunity to take advantage of it.The panicked "squeak" of the mouse will make the cat lick its hands in satisfaction, looking proud and proud.Then he continued to let go, again and again, enjoying the joy of victory again and again, and the joy of playing with the mouse between the applause.

At that time, she didn't understand the fun of it until she entered the army and entered the special high school.The pleasure of standing on top of everyone, turning her hands into clouds and rain, made her finally understand that she is also a cat, and she has the habits of cats.There have been many mice in her hands, but this time is obviously the one she is most satisfied with.

Therefore, when the phone rang, she was not in a hurry to answer it, but enjoyed the sound of nature at midnight, just like a classic song that never fades.One time, two times, three times... She finally answered the phone slowly, wanting to hear the mouse's last struggle before dying.

"Section Chief Nantian, I have an important discovery to report to you."

The seemingly steady voice can't hide the slight trembling, the struggle before dying, it's really the best movie.A bewildered smile appeared on Yoko Nantian's face, and she snorted softly, arrogant and rude.

"I found traces of poisonous bees."

Yoko Nantian changed her previous relaxed posture and sat up straight, her brown pupils were dimmed.The poisonous bee is the most difficult opponent he has come into contact with since he arrived in Shanghai.After fighting against each other for two years, I have never seen his true face, a person who I have never figured out whether he is a man or a woman.I vowed to catch him with my own hands, but he disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

This Ah Cheng is very smart, he knows what to use to attract his attention, the grasshopper after autumn is not to be feared, if he can use this to get out the poisonous bee, it will kill two birds with one stone.However, he couldn't agree easily.

Yoko Nantian's silence made Ah Cheng's thunderous heartbeat extraordinarily alarming on this night.He looked at the determined Minglou who was sitting calmly on the sofa, his eyes were sour, but his heart suddenly calmed down.No matter what time it is, the eldest brother is always like a mountain, making himself reliable.

This plan was also what he told himself when he returned home. Although Yoko Nantian may not necessarily believe it, as long as she doubts, we can take advantage of it and give affirmative 'evidence', and we can get rid of this dead game. Out of the siege.

Sensing Ah Cheng's panic, Minglou got up and walked to his side, patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.The strength of strength seemed to inject a warm spring into him, making Ah Cheng calm down slowly.Now the competition is patience, to see who can lose their temper first.

As if she had had enough of playing with the dying mouse, Yoko Nantian finally smiled graciously: "Mr. Cheng, do you think this excuse you came up with after tossing and turning can perfectly explain your behavior?"

"I'm not making excuses, I'm just stating a fact. Although it's risky to take the watch, it's a risk to be rich. As long as I succeed, I can escape from the Ming family and get the freedom I want."

The relationship between Ah Cheng and Minglou is not good, and Yoko Nantian has known it from Lone Wolf's report a long time ago, so it is not surprising.The eagerness in the tone is a good proof of this point, "So..."

Ah Cheng infiltrated what Minglou wanted to say to Yoko Nantian little by little, and said the time limit.This made Yoko Nantian pretend to be tolerant and gave him a week to hold a unique funeral for his little mouse.

After hanging up the phone, Ah Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, his vest and forehead were already soaked with sweat: "I'm sorry, big brother."

He bowed his head guiltily, he was thirty years old, and when facing Minglou, he was still like that kid who just arrived at Ming's house, who was instinctively afraid of Minglou's punishment after doing something wrong.

"I hope that from now on, I will never hear the word 'sorry' again." Ming Lou spoke harshly.

He is a good big brother, he can laugh and quarrel with his younger brothers when he does not touch on issues of principle;He can change freely in various roles. In the final analysis, every aspect of him is for the future of China and the future of his brothers.He wanted the war to end as soon as possible, but he didn't want their blood to lay the foundations of the future.

"A week later, all you hear is 'Solved!'"

Ming Lou nodded in satisfaction, his expression turned gentle, and he warned: "Be careful in everything, just click."

"yes, Sir."

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The cool night is like water, the dark sky is full of twilight mist and rain, the slender rain line connects the sky and the earth into a staff, the night wind sends the rain line into the open window, moistening the hyacinths on the ebony flower stand in front of the window , looks more delicate this night.

Under the dim light, Su Yunyi was wearing a white nightdress, her face was dim.In front of her was a plate of the most hated apples, and the carving knife Minglou gave her.This was given when I saw that she often likes to carve things with a fruit knife, and because she doesn't have the sharpness of a carving knife, the carvings are bumpy.He didn't know that he had a carving knife, but he was lazy and didn't want to take it.Usually it is what you have at hand and what you use to carve.When she received the carving knife, she was full of joy and never left it with her ever since.

Now...she clenched her fists with both hands, staring closely at this exquisitely crafted carving knife with a cold silver light.He slowly stretched out his hand towards it, and when he was about to touch it, he retracted it with a terrified expression, as if it was not a carving knife, but a scourge.

After tossing and tossing like this for an hour, her eyes gradually became hollow, and what she saw was a gigantic beast with a grinning mouth, the sharp serrations were stained with red blood, and there was a person biting in its mouth, whose head had been crushed. The blood hole was bitten out, and the blood flowed like a river, and it was about to come to her side.

She grew her mouth and wanted to call out, but she couldn't make a sound; she wanted to find someone for help, but there was no one around her.Suddenly, that person raised his head, that was, that was...

'Dong' The lights in the living room flickered on, and Chanjuan was wearing a crescent-colored jacket, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and yawned: "Good morning, Miss."

The dazzling light broke the spell, Su Yunyi sat on the sofa with a dazed expression, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her hands were shaking like a patient suffering from epilepsy.

"Morning," said the dry and hoarse sound of a piano, "what time is it?"

"It's five o'clock."

"Is it already five o'clock?" Su Yunyi turned her head dully, the rain had stopped, the hyacinths on the flower stand were withered and scattered after a night of baptism, and the small purple petals suddenly fell off the branches, scattered all over the flower stand.

The sky outside the window glowed with dots of white light through layers of clouds and mist. It turns out that the sky is already bright!

"Yeah, miss, are you going to carve something?"

Su Yunyi lowered her eyes: "No, put it away." Next time, next time, I will definitely be able to do it.

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Aunt Gui, who got up early in the morning to prepare breakfast, had just brought the pigeon soup to the dining table when she heard shouts from the study.After careful observation, she stepped lightly, and approached the door like a cat, squatting there as if looking for something.Only she herself knew that what she heard was what was said inside, and she wished she could stick her whole body against the wall.

"Every time I ask you for a salary increase, you lose your temper with me. Over the years, I have raised your salary with you no more than twice. You go outside to inquire, and some have worked for ten years. Don’t senior secretaries get a salary increase? The salary of the government office is not enough for expenses. Many times they call me, I can’t even walk. Don’t forget that I am doing things for you and representing you. I take If you don’t give out money, what you lose is yours.”

"You bastard," Minglou slapped the table down hard, and Aunt Gui's legs outside were so frightened that she almost knelt on the ground with such force: "Don't forget, who did you rely on to grow so big?" , settle accounts with me, let me tell you, the calculations will never be finished in a lifetime."

"So as long as you give me a mouthful of white rice, I will always be the gatekeeper, right?" Ah Cheng originally wanted to say 'watchdog', but when he was about to say it, he felt that he was being scolded, so he changed the word temporarily Son.

Minglou secretly narrowed his eyes, pointed at him, and said coldly like a frost sword: "Get out!"

Ah Cheng stood stubbornly in front of the desk, and made a mischievous face: "Okay, I won't ask for a raise, just lend me some money."

"Get out." The words blurted out, accompanied by a clattering sound.

Ah Cheng turned around and walked to the door, and opened the study door abruptly. Aunt Gui was squatting on the ground and looking at him helplessly: "I lost something, I'm looking for it. You and..."

With a livid face, Ah Cheng spared her and walked out.

Minglou also came to the door, looked at Aunt Gui at a loss, and said in a bad tone: "Aunt Gui, teach Ah Cheng more when you have time, let him know who he relied on to grow up so big. Don't think about other things all day long. Something, off track."

"Yes." Aunt Gui bowed timidly, and looked in through the gap between Minglou's body and the door railing. The desk was empty, and books, pens and papers were scattered on the floor; ' The voice is for this: "Eldest young master, let me go and tidy up the study."

Minglou glanced at the floor impatiently, and said coldly, "No need."

Turning around and closing the door, Aunt Gui stood at the door thoughtfully for a while, then turned and left.