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Tang Heng hugged Tang Yuan's thigh and refused to let go, Tang Yuan sighed helplessly, took the paper from the housekeeper's hand, and squatted down to wipe the snot on Tang Heng's face.

"I obviously saw that you were alienated, why didn't you have anything at all."

"All I can tell you is that I became a Paranormal. But I can't explain the specifics myself. Tang Yuan twisted Tang Heng's neck and put him on the sofa.

"That's good, that's good." Tang Heng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "When did you arrive, why didn't you tell me?"

"I've been here for a while, probably since you started crying." Tang Yuan looked up and thought.

"What!" Tang Heng's big black eyes widened. "Then didn't you see all the damage that Young Master Ben had just done."

"What do you mean by looking at the light~" Tang Yuan smiled and jokingly slapped Tang Heng's chest with his little fist.

"You must not talk about this matter of tangyuan, otherwise I won't find my daughter-in-law."

"You beg me." Tang Yuan had an underbeaten expression.

In the next second, Tang Heng pounced on a tiger and hung on Tang Yuan's body.

"Young Master Tang, Miss Tang, the master is back." The butler bowed to the two.

The housekeeper stepped aside, and a middle-aged man in a tunic touched his beard with a smile in his eyes.

"Tangyuan." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, and his eyes were full of kindness.

"Hello Uncle Ann." Tang Yuan nodded politely, after all, it was in someone's house, so he naturally had to be extra polite.

"I remember the last time I saw you, you were just a little older, and now you have grown into a beauty who has captivated the country and the city." An Shikang's eyes were mixed with a bit of deep meaning, and he looked the rice balls up and down.

is worthy of being born in a scholarly family, and the temperament of this body is like a grid that has come out of the ancient palace, and this face is enough to be silent for a hundred generations.

It's a pair of matching people with their own children.

"Time always passes so fast."

"Since you're here, stay well, your father is coming back soon, I'll pick him up at the government building." Nexcom lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist.

"I'll go with you."

"You've just arrived, so it's better to rest." After speaking, An Shikang turned his head and walked away without a trace of hesitation.

"Miss An, I'll take you to your bedroom."

Tang Yuan followed the housekeeper into her room, which was not luxurious, but it was clean and equipped with a bathroom.

Throw away the backpack in your hand, wait for the butler to close the door, and quickly take off your coat.

Walking into the bathroom, the rustle of the shower makes the air around me seem quieter.

When there is no danger to life around, there is no noise of family members, and something called longing intensifies.

After all, she still deceived Yebei, she really wanted to return to him, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she could think of the monkey and Gu Yanbai, which turned into white bones.

The visible heart is madly thinking about someone, and the invisible conscience tells itself that you should leave. Tangyuan's only remaining morality is suppressing itself.

Even if he knew that Yebei was a well-dressed beast who killed people without blinking, as long as he thought of the gentle smile in his eyes, Tang Yuan couldn't hate it at all. Love is really a very strange thing, it can blind people's eyes, and people only look at the person in front of them with their own eyes.

Tang Yuan turned off the shower in front of him, supported the wall with one hand, and calmed down for a few minutes before quickly wiping his body clean.

With heavy steps, he collapsed on the bed with a thud.

She was really tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

I fell asleep in a groggy way, and there was silence all around.

Suddenly, a crisp ticking sound sounded, and the original black screen suddenly brightened.

"The system is failing, back up and running, and a new location is being located." The mechanical sound was so loud that the rice balls didn't wake up from their sleep at all.

Time passed quietly, and when Tang Yuan woke up again, he was woken up by his brother who snatched the quilt alive.

It's a tragic plot.

"Sister, there is a lantern festival tonight, don't stay at home, go out with me."

"Little Ancestor, can I not go?" The rice balls rubbed their sore heads.

"No way!" There was no hint of permission to refuse in Tang Heng's tone.

"You said that this B base is too good, it's all in the last days, and it's still holding a lantern festival." Tang Yuan picked up a clean white robe and put it on the outside, which was just delivered, not pretty, but clean.

"Of course, Base B has two divisions of troops, and it has brought together countless supernatural beings."

"Where did so many troops come from?" As soon as Tang Yuan heard this, he immediately became interested, in the last days, it is rare for the government of Base B to control the army so well.

"Uncle An's son, An Jinnian is a major general, temporarily stationed here, just as the end times broke out, he quickly took control of the city, and because the original ecological environment of Base B was better, the soil was not seriously damaged, and it did not mutate, which solved the situation of the loss of troops and the turmoil of the people."

"I see." This God, if you favor one person, no one can stop you.

Tang Yuan was tilting his head and thinking, so he was pulled out by Tang Heng.

People come and go on the streets, and the lanterns of the last days suffer from limited materials, so they are not too colorful, but the streets are still crowded. It seems that everyone has a rare opportunity to relax their minds, and the roadside is full of stalls that exchange food and crystal nuclei.

The crystal nucleus is a rare thing, and only zombies of the second order and above can have it. Some high-level zombies with intelligence would rather choose to self-destruct than give the crystal nucleus to others or other zombies.

Tang Yuan rarely found it interesting, and took Tang Heng back and forth in this bustle.

"Sister, this mask is so beautiful, you see everyone bought it." Tang Heng took a look at the mask, the two of them only asked for half a pack of instant noodles, no wonder everyone bought them.

Tang Yuan hooked his lips and saw the price sign with half a pack of instant noodles and two masks, but his heart was slightly sour, thinking of the child who pulled him to sell himself last time.

Just thinking about it, Tang Heng had already bought two masks.

"Don't spend so much in the future." Tang Yuan sighed, picked up the mask and slowly put it on.

"Let's go ahead and watch the fireworks."

There are more and more people on the streets, and the trees on the side of the road are decorated with small light bulbs.

In my mind, I can't help but think of Xin Qiji's poem.

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Moth snow willow golden wisps. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person is in~"

The poem came to an abrupt end here, because Tang Yuan saw a familiar back.

The man stood under the tree, with his hands folded, facing the wind, surrounded by people coming and going, but he seemed to be a person who had detached himself from this world, undisturbed by the noisy atmosphere.

Perhaps sensing that Tang Yuan was looking at him, he slowly turned his head with a wolf mask on his face.

Tang Yuan's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he walked towards the man involuntarily.

There were more and more people around, walking against the crowd, and being squeezed by everyone to show that they couldn't move.

A man with a backpack blocked her view, and when the man walked away, there was no trace of the man standing in the wind.