After Wang Jue walked out of the door with five people, Rong Zhao finally moved, she walked to the door, put her hand on the doorknob, nodded at the person outside the door and said solemnly: "Thank you." ”

Wang Jue sighed helplessly, looked at Rong Zhao as if he was facing a child who had not grown up yet, and smiled: "If you have something to say, it looks like you two are not good at communicating, but there is no overnight feud between senior brothers and sisters after all." ”

Sometimes he looks at these kind of secondary two or sluggish children, and when he sees that they have any contradictions or things he can't think of, he can't help but worry about others on the side.

Obviously, they can be considerate of each other, and they obviously care about each other, so why bother to make trouble in the end?

Rong Zhao's face was silent, but the taste in her heart was complicated and indescribable, she opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she could only sigh and nod her head: "I will." ”

After finally closing the door, Rong Zhao walked back to the bed, and the person sat down, but he didn't know how to start talking about it for a while.

"Hey, don't play dead. Yan Heng waited for a long time and didn't wait for a move, so he didn't care that the person who spoke first would be more cheap, and he couldn't help poking other people's soft cheeks, and said, "You don't have anything to say?"

“…… Say what?"

Rong Zhao was silent for a while, lowered his eyelashes, and his voice was calm and light, so fluttering that it didn't look like he was sitting next to him, but as if it came from a farther away: "Say that what you did crossed the line, you know it yourself." Say I'm duty-in-the-job, and you know that. "To understand everything, to understand everything, is to die without repentance.

So what else is there to say about this? In the end, if you want to solve the problem, you can only rely on beating?!

Whoever wins the battle speaks!

"......" Yan Heng tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling that this little Qingmei was not soft and cute at all, this attitude didn't look like she was here to talk to herself, she was actually here to make a date, right?

Just thinking like this, I saw Rong Zhaozhan holding his forehead, as if he had faintly suppressed some emotions, and said lightly: "But if you really want to say it, I'm sorry." ”

"Although I have never regretted taking you and imprisoning you for five years, I am sorry for you after all. ”

Yan Heng was looking at Rong Zhao's cheeks and felt that he felt good before, and he was about to poke it again as revenge, but he didn't expect Leng Buding to hear such a sentence, so the action in his hand paused.

After a while, he chuckled softly, "What's there to be sorry about." Saying that, he suddenly felt bored, withdrew his hand and leaned back on the pillow, stretched out his long legs, put his arms behind his head and continued: "It was originally something I did, and I already knew what the consequences were." ”

"I don't need you to apologize for this kind of thing, after all, I didn't leave a hand on you when I set the fire......" Yan Heng tilted his head and looked at Rong Zhao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and happened to meet the other party's gaze, so that she could clearly see the seriousness in his eyes: "...... It's just that the skills are not as good as others. ”

Rong Zhao thought for a while: "That's right." "She won the battle and she spoke.

"......" Yan Heng blackened: "I said, are you really sincere?

"Okay, let's talk about something else. Rong Zhao closed his eyes and sighed as if conniving at a bear child, then suddenly raised his head, and a shallow smile bloomed on his face: "I'm very happy that you can regain your freedom." ”

Yan Heng was stunned.

Rong Zhao looked at him seriously and repeated: "I'm really happy." ”

“……”

Yan Heng looked at her silently for a long time, and Rong Zhao, the person who was watched, did not feel embarrassed, and always had a frank and natural expression.

After a long time, Yan Heng finally let out a long sigh as if admitting defeat, got up and opened his arms, and took Rong Zhao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, into his arms with a helpless and reluctant look, and rubbed her hairy head with his cheek, while muttering softly: "What a stupid ......?"

Being fished into his arms like this, Rong Zhao couldn't laugh for a moment.

Pushing people away with a black face, and then raising his hand to comb his hair smoothly, Rong Zhao pursed his lips and looked at Yan Heng with a serious face, and began to think about whether there was something wrong with the people he knew around him-he likes to rub his hair when he has nothing to do, and he likes to rub his hair when he has nothing to do...... Women are like this, and men are like this, is there an end?!

Yan Heng, who was pushed away, pulled her little fat face unhappily: "This is the attitude to apologize?"

Rong Zhao endured the urge to beat people, looked at him coldly, and stood up from the side of the bed: "It seems that you should have no problem, then we can write off the previous matter." ”

Yan Heng replied vaguely, and half-lay back without much energy: "Okay, what are you doing here? Don't say anything perfunctory about visiting senior brother, if you really want to visit, you won't drive everyone out." ”

Although he is stupid...... It's straightforward, but even if you don't use your brain, you will naturally have a concept after encountering it more times.

Since childhood, Rong Zhao or the master has been like this, when there is something important or secret to say, he will drive others away, and he will not even find excuses. So after coming and going, Yan Heng naturally formed a conditioned reflex - the meaning of "I need a separate space" is basically equivalent to "I have important things to say to you alone next"

It is impossible for either Wang Jue or Xu Huai to be considerate to this extent, no matter how he says that he will be his own person in the future, after all, it is not yet. Therefore, driving away the idle people and other things can only be a request made by Rong Zhao.

Rong Zhao didn't know that Yan Heng was being distracted, so he dug his hand into his pocket, found a note and handed it over: "Memorize it." ”

"What?" Yan Heng turned his head and saw that it was a string of phone numbers.

He didn't immediately reach out to take it, but moved his gaze up along the note handed over, stared at Rong Zhao and asked, "Who's?"

Rong Zhao directly stuffed the note into his hand, and regardless of people's attitudes, he directly announced the answer: "Father-in-law." ”

Yan Heng curled his fingers and subconsciously pinched the note.

Rong Zhao glanced at him: "Six years ago, my father-in-law was injured and went abroad, and you know about it." But what you probably don't know is that he hasn't returned to China until now. ”

"I told him about you before, including the fact that the northern base helped you escape from prison some time ago, and then caused you to run out and kill two more people......" Rong Zhao's voice was clear and slow, and it sounded even more oppressive at this time.

Of course, this feeling of oppression may also be an illusion that Yan Heng instigated himself.

“…… So the father-in-law said that you should contact him when you go abroad. ”