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Bo Feng Shuimen is not as indifferent as it seems.

It wasn't until after eating and saying goodbye to Lady Wei Gong with Ning that he was still thinking about other things.

What Alice Fell meant, he didn't understand? How can it be. The almost hint has been heard in the mouth of the emperor before, Bo Feng Shuimen is a little distressed, how can these people misunderstand, he and A Ning are not lovers.

They were friends who met when they were in trouble and spent a lot of time together. "Friends" is the definition of each other, but in reality, their relationship has gone beyond that, they are close friends, and they are like family. To go one step further...... He had never thought of it that way.

- No......

- Really, no?

An inexplicable voice appeared in his heart questioning, and he was unable to argue for a while. It was at this time that Bo Feng Shuimen suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his true thoughts.

It was already evening after leaving the Wei Gong Mansion, and Ning Hebo Feng Shui Gate leisurely strolled around the city's business district. After ten years, Dongmu City has changed a lot, walking on the street and looking around, I can't find the familiar traces in my impression, and I can't help but sigh: "The small alleys where we used to set up a stall to tell fortunes are gone, it's a pity." ”

He wanted to be nostalgic, Bo Fengshuimen saw this, and also remembered the black history of being a nurse and soliciting guests with A Ning at that time, shook his head with a smile, and said to Ning: "Isn't it to solve the bug?" How did you get here? ”

"That-" Ning deliberately lengthened his tail and blinked as he looked at him, "I already got it done when I saw the little girl named Illya earlier." In fact, it's just a small problem, so simple that it can be solved without the help of the main god. ”

Bo Feng Shui Men Qi said: "Then why did you come in person? ”

Ning snorted twice, and it looked like she was starting to get nervous again. He raised a finger, slowly poked at Bo Fengshuimen's chest, and narrowed his eyes: "Because of you, Wai Jun." ”

“…… I? ”

"Seeing that you're not very happy, you should feel good now to go somewhere else to play and relax, right? I thought that there were acquaintances here, the scenery was good, and I could revisit the old place to reminisce about the past...... Ay? Plug-in? ”

Ning was originally side by side with Bo Fengshuimen, he was talking energetically, and he accidentally walked to the front, and when he reacted, he quickly stopped, and when he looked back, the plug-in Jun actually didn't follow.

The man who stopped in place just looked at his back, and for a moment, Ning felt that the eyes under the hair had become dim, and there was something strange in them, but it flashed again. He was stunned for a moment, and when he looked closely, the strangeness had disappeared, so he had to blame it on the darkness of the night, which dazzled him.

"What's wrong?" asked cautiously, and Bo Feng Shuimen only said, "It's okay." He hurried to catch up, his expression already restored.

Ning obviously noticed that something was wrong, but since the plug-in gentleman didn't say it, then he didn't ask empatheticly. There was nothing to see about the unrecognizable shopping street, so they only walked around and left, and their next destination was the Fuyugi Bridge, which still stood across the sea.

Ten years ago, I came to this bridge at night, but at that time it was a group of magicians and heroic spirits who participated in the Holy Grail War, and now there are many people on the bridge, but they are all ordinary people, and it looks like a crew is making a movie here. There were a lot of people in front of them, and when they saw it, they didn't plan to come any closer, so they stopped not far away and leaned against the railing by the bridge to blow the wind.

The sea breeze at night is very strong, and it is a little cool on the face. Ning leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, and the dark sea water reflected the lights of the buildings on the shore, making it even more sparkling. He admired the scenery for a while, and his mood became much more relaxed because of this moment of calm, and he said quietly: "After returning from this world, I will be busy again......

Bo Feng Shuimen learned his movements, and also stood beside him against the railing, and when he heard the words, he asked, "Do you have a lot of work to do?" ”

Ning nodded, his originally stretched brows furrowed, his eyes revealed a little depressed, and he took this opportunity to complain to the plug-in jun: "Didn't I tell you, the newly recruited part-time brother under his hand is not witty at all, and the efficiency of dealing with problems is not high." The most terrifying thing is that there are so many worlds and so many people, and it is a bit out of control. ”

"Good work." Bo Fengshuimen said in a low voice, "After all, there is such a big responsibility......

"Will you regret it, Anin?"

Their eyes met unconsciously, and the faint shadows of each other were reflected in the depths of their pupils. Bo Feng Shuimen could clearly capture A Ning's momentary dazedness, and then, he immediately replied, "Of course not." ”

"Why regret it, I saved the world because of it—barely? It's not just for them, it's my responsibility in the first place, and it's really irresponsible to just throw away the memory and run away. ”

Although he said this with a smile, Bo Feng Shuimen could detect it, and A-Ning should not be happy.

Even if he regains his memory and strength, Ning is not at all like the main god. The time when he became "Ning" and "anchor" had too much influence on him, and the character that he did not have when he was the main god was completed, and he had "human nature", and he was destined to no longer be able to define himself as a "god", and he didn't want to stay in the main god space, because there were no familiar friends there.

After all, this guy is afraid of loneliness to death.

"You're still the same."

Bo Feng Shuimen didn't know what kind of mentality he said this, but he just felt that it was more of a good thing for him that A-Ning hadn't changed.

"Don't worry, didn't you say it before you came, I'll help you." Finally, his voice slowed and he spoke softly.

Then, he saw that the dark eyes that were staring straight at him suddenly lit up.

"Hahaha, yes!" Ning clapped his hands violently, very happy: "It's easy for me to have you here!" Well, I'll take you back to my house later, the home in the main god space. Then what, you can't be allowed to work for a day job, how much should you be paid for the right ......"

The man wrinkled his eyebrows and pondered for a long time, as if he was very entangled in how much salary he had to pay the plug-in who helped a lot. Bo Fengshuimen, who was staring at him, thought to himself what was the use of him asking for salary, and directly interrupted: "The salary is not needed, you promise me a request?" ”

"Good!"

"What are the specific requirements for not listening?"

Ning waved his hand, full of pride: "Nothing is a problem!" ”

"That's good." The smile on the corner of Bo Fengshuimen's mouth became more and more vigorous, and he looked at Ning, and the bright eyes that could not be concealed by darkness showed a deep look, and he was very serious.

"This may seem like an excessive, but ...... In the future, please don't hide anything about you, just tell me everything. ”

"Is that okay, Anin?"

Ning was stunned for a long time.

He vaguely caught some clues—about why the plug-in gentleman would make such a request in such a tone—but his brain suddenly fainted, and he involuntarily spoke: "Of course you can!" After saying that, he was a little more sober, and he hurriedly added, ignoring his thoughts that seemed to want to cover up: "We will probably stay together for a long time in the future, and you must know what I have to say." ”

Bo Feng Shuimen smiled: "For a long time? ”

"Yes, for a long time—for a long time."

Ning also smiled and opened his arms in a dashing manner: "Let's start now." So, come and celebrate with a hug? ”

Of course, Bo Feng Shuimen will not refuse.

It's just that, although they are all hugging, what he chose is to grab the crook of the leg of the person who is being proud in front of him and hug him whole.

"Well, I don't think I wanted that kind of hold......"

Ning reminded euphemistically, but the black-hearted plug-in gentleman just didn't hear it.

He had never been in such a good mood, even his smile was shining brightly, and he whispered softly to himself and to another person: "The coming day is long." 166 Reading Network