Chapter 120

"My biological father, you say?"

Deng Si'er didn't act as exaggerated as usual when he heard what Mo Lidao said, he sat on the edge of the bed almost motionlessly, looking at Mo Lidao, but his eyes were very different.

Maybe it's because of the matter related to Deng Si'er's own biological father, I've heard too many and all kinds of rumors in the past month or so, as if even Deng Si'er himself has lost the ability to distinguish.

After Mo Lidao finished speaking, he saw that Deng Si'er did not show a normal surprised expression at all, he was slightly stunned, and said softly with some questions:

"Deng Si'er, I mean, your father and I are old acquaintances."

Deng Si'er nodded, but lowered his eyes and asked lightly:

"Mo Heiface, do you know Uncle Jing?"

Mo Lidao listened to Deng Si'er's tone with almost no ups and downs, and didn't know why Deng Si'er suddenly asked him this question, but he still replied:

"I've never seen this person, but I just heard you and Zuo Idiot call him 'Uncle Jing', and I was a little confused."

Mo Lidao knew what Deng Si'er thought of Chu Jing in his heart, from his previous conversation with Zuo Idiot and Chu Jing, Mo Lidao had already understood that Chu Jing was not his old friend, but he pretended to be Chu Jing, he must have his purpose, but Deng Si'er

Mo Lidao knew very well in his heart, Deng Si'er may have doubts about this matter, but he didn't know it.

Therefore, Mo Lidao only said a few vague words, after all, since Deng Si'er would ask like this. It means that Deng Si'er himself must have been aware of it.

Deng Si'er seemed to hang his head when he heard the sound, and he didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

Mo Lidao's words have clearly shown his attitude towards Chu Jing. Although Mo Lidao didn't know if Chu Jing had taken Zuo Idiot and Deng Si'er to heart, he didn't know why Zuo Idiot, who knew everything, still behaved like a friend to Chu Jing

"Heh, you don't know Uncle Jing before," Deng Si'er suddenly said lightly at this time.

"Deng Si'er, your father and I were originally"

"Wait!"

Mo Lidao saw Deng Si'er like this, and was about to tell Deng Si'er about how he and His Royal Highness King Yue met and intersected. But before the words could be spoken, he was suddenly interrupted by Deng Si'er.

"Deng Si'er, you are your biological father's business. You don't want to know? Mo Lidao asked.

Deng Si'er shook his head gently, with a depth different from his age, only to hear Deng Si'er slowly speak:

"Don't be black-faced, who is my real father. What kind of identity does it have? As far as I'm concerned, it's something I don't care about. Whatever the reason, by the time he abandoned me at the door of Deng's house, we had already broken off the tie. ”

"What about you, but your own father." Mo Hei's face was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand why Deng Si'er said that.

The world is so big, is there anyone who doesn't want to recognize his biological father who has never met?

Deng Si'er tilted his head lightly and said lightly:

"Maybe there's still a connection between us. But in my heart, that connection. It can only be blood. ”

"Can it only be blood? Isn't that enough? Mo Lidao asked even more puzzled.

"That's right, it can only be blood, and nothing else. I don't know where he is now, whether he is alive or dead, if one day, he suddenly comes back and appears in front of me, I will not deny him as a father, but we all know that he will not come back. ”

Deng Si'er leaned on the edge of the bed, and gently tapped the pillar at the head of the bed with his head, making a sound that made the atmosphere in the whole room even more depressing.

Mo Lidao sighed and said:

"If you know, why is it still for him?"

Deng Si'er had closed her eyes gently, leaning against the pillar at the head of the bed, and her voice was tired, as if she didn't want to say a word more:

"Perhaps, the title 'Uncle Jing' has been called for a long time, and even I believe it myself, it is true"

Mo Lidao looked at Deng Si'er's appearance, and didn't know how to persuade him, Deng Si'er's words were his own heart, which seemed a little ruthless, but you couldn't be harsh.

As a result, they could only be silent.

After a while, Deng Si'er seemed to really feel a little tired, so he turned over and got on the bed without saying a word, wrapped in a quilt and lying face inside, silently expressing his inner rejection.

Mo Lidao looked at it for a while, finally sighed, stood up, and glanced at Deng Si'er deeply before turning around, his lips opened up and closed and he didn't say anything.

Perhaps this young man has a mood that no one can say under his free and perverse character.

The door creaked, and Mo Lidao stood at the door and gently closed the door. He stood in the doorway for a moment before turning to leave.

Deng Si'er, who was facing the wall, gently bit his lips that had begun to tremble up and down at this time.

The stars are sparse tonight, and the night breeze has begun to cool down.

The left idiot played with the teacup with his left hand, and held the teapot with his right hand several times to pour the tea from the teapot into the teacup, but he picked up the teapot and put it down.

Zuo's dark eyes flickered in the candlelight, and there was deep worry between his eyebrows. This worry has been surrounding Deng Si'er's heart since the treasure map on his back appeared.

Chu Jing's purpose for following them was self-evident, but now he didn't know who the other party was, what sect Chu Jing belonged to, and what kind of power he had, these were all unknown to them.

This is like planting an invisible needle in his and Deng Si'er's bodies, although it is okay to move, it will eventually hinder people.

What's more, the treasure map has already appeared, and once the various forces know the news, they will hear about it, and the trouble that awaits will increase several times. At that time, they will be in the center of the whirlpool of various forces, and no matter what they do, they will be constrained and unable to do anything.

After all, they are few and weak, and even if Zuo Idiot has confidence in himself, Deng Si'er, who has a three-legged cat kung fu, is not sure if he can protect him.

As for the half-moon period with Chu Jing, perhaps, this was the last peace they could get before the storm.

Zuo Idiot sighed lightly, and looked out the window with his eyes, which became even heavier.

However, it seems that this Nanhu Villa still has to leave as soon as possible.

Chu Jing sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the yellowish firelight on the candlestick on the side of the bed, seemingly calm, but in fact his heart was uneasy.

He was tasked with following Deng Si'er, with the original intention of getting the treasure map no matter what means he used, but now, he no longer has the original understanding of his heart.

On this night, except for the earth-shattering sound of Dou Ba, who is simple-minded and has a second personality, no one can still sleep.

The night breeze is still blowing gently, just like people who can't fall asleep with their eyes open at this time, let the surface be calm and unwavering, but how many ripples have rippled in their hearts, only they can know (to be continued). )