According to Zheng Xuan's description, he seems to have a relationship with the Faun, and when the memory of the Faun first awakened, Zheng Xuan couldn't help but use the honorific title "you" for the pastoral song. Since Pastoral has the memory of the Faun in his subconscious, will Zheng Xuan do it with the rites of the old master? After all, the Pastoral is Zheng Xuan's subordinate, but the Faun is Zheng Xuan's superior, and this chaotic relationship is really unclear, and it is knotted in the Pastoral's heart.

"You seem to be plagued by distractions. Zheng Xuan's gaze is like a scalpel, able to dissect the thoughts of the pastoral.

"Faun...... Jiang Li...... Li valve and you...... These complex relationships left me at a loss. If the memory of the Faun is fully awakened, will I not become a split personality?" asked Madrigal, spreading his hands. At present, in addition to breaking the military camp, the only one he can trust is Zheng Xuan.

"You don't have a split personality. First, the Faun is dead, and all he leaves behind is memories. Memories are dead, only you are alive. Second, you and the Faun are in the same spirit, and you can share weal and woe without splitting your personality. Zheng Xuan reassured Muge.

"Am I related to Li Zi by blood...... "Madrigal asked worriedly, and before the words fell, Zheng Xuan's index finger pressed Pastoral's lips through the white glove.

"This question can only be answered by unlocking the memory of the Faun, you can only decrypt it alone, so don't say it again, in case you eavesdrop. Zheng Xuan stared at the pastoral song categorically, "And I must remind you that your guilt is like a weight on a hot air balloon, as you keep rising, it must plummet, otherwise you will never go far, and the Faun is an example." ”

"But isn't Miss Jiang on the rise? Some people have already called on Miss Jiang to run for president. Madrigal wondered.

"Do you think she has a conscience?" Zheng Xuan asked rhetorically.

"Then why did you tell me to protect her?" asked Madrigal.

"You'll understand later. Zheng Xuan ended the argument domineeringly, "The top priority is to kill Li Xingxing before the other legions and Zhang Lingyu, and investigate the next clue of the dimensional treasure." Let time resolve the rest of the contradictions. ”

"But ......" is still unfinished.

"No, will I hurt you?" Zheng Xuan said categorically.

"Okay. The madrigal saluted, and then withdrew.

With a strained face, Madrigal passed by the surprised secretaries, and quickly walked through the corridor covered with red carpets, entered the secretary-general's office of the confidential secretariat, threw himself into the soft high-end sofa, and closed his eyes and thought in the leather embrace. At this time, he wanted to clear his mind alone, and he didn't want to be questioned by anyone, except for Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei was not there, and the secretary-general's office was very quiet, filled with the fragrance of the rose furnace. Miss Chen in the confidential room took a look at it, didn't dare to disturb, and quietly closed the hatch for Muge.

The pastoral song has mixed flavors and organizes thoughts. He has the memory of the Faun in his subconscious. Because the faun has a deep obsession with Jiang Li, the memory of the faun will be activated by Jiang Li. From this, it is likely that the faun god has an abnormal relationship with Jiang Li, and his facial features are similar to those of the faun, so Jiang Li also has a deep grudge against the pastoral; and according to Li Du's angry words, it can be seen that Jiang Li abandoned Li Du before she got married; because Jiang Li made outstanding contributions to the counterinsurgency war, she rose all the way to the top and became a strong party in the marriage, so Li Du may really be so aggrieved that she doesn't even have the right to sleep with his wife - so whose daughter is Li Zi? If these inferences are true, then what should I call Li Zi? Is it necessary to discuss whether it is necessary to discuss on a case-by-case basis, if I am the illegitimate child of the Faun, it is one title, and if I am the genetic prototype copied by the Faun God without permission, then it is another title......

Some beautiful images swept through Madrigal's mind. He shook his head vigorously. This feeling of guilt and excitement was so bad that perhaps the Faun didn't even think about the pastoral when he made the difficult decision on the occasion of his death......

"Pastoral, why are you so tired? Look at your haggard ......" Secretary-General Zhao Lei pushed the door in, and saw Muge leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt distressed, and walked over and bent over to pour tea.

However, Pastoral's reasoning has reached a critical step, so he is still pondering: the most likely thing is that Pastoral and the Faun have no blood relationship at all. Because after the end of the counterinsurgency war, all the genetic factors of the god of faun were wiped out by the temple of the god of war, and all the immediate family members of the god of animal husbandry within three generations were killed, and the entire herdsman was purged and officially destroyed. If the genetic code of the pastoral song was related to the god of the Faun, it would definitely be detected, and he would have died with those protoss children a long time ago.

From this, it can be seen that he is absolutely not half related to the shepherd, and the pastoral can put these distractions aside.

Thinking of this, Pastoral took a long breath. At this time, Zhao Lei patted him on the shoulder again: "What do you think?

Pastoral came back to his senses and saw a delicate white porcelain teacup handed in front of him, and the clear black tea was filled with fragrant heat. He hurriedly took it and said with a smile: "I'm thinking about personal problems." "He was tight-lipped about the secret of the Faun.

Zhao Lei handed him the black tea, went back to the glass table and sat down, folded her beautiful legs to deal with official business: "I'm thinking about Li Zi's affairs." It should have been persuaded and not persuaded to leave, but my sister told you what was in her heart. There is no one in this world who can't live without anyone, and if you can't afford it, release is a kind of fulfillment. ”

"I can afford it. Pastoral knew that Zhao Lei was for his good, so not only did he not mind, but he expressed his determination.

Zhao Lei put down the work at hand, stood up, and stared at Muge on the table, as if he was appraising jewelry: "Are you sure, did you say this to save face? Or do you know that you will be exhausted, and you know that you will be covered in bruises, but you still decide to move forward regardless of yourself? It may be a simple promise to you, but girls will really believe it. ”

Pastoral thought of Tang Weilai. Tang Wei promised to stay with Zhao Lei for the rest of his life, but as a result, he practiced hard for ten years and made no progress, and after learning that Zhao Lei was drunk and humiliated by the department governor, he destroyed his future and committed suicide by alcoholism. Zhao Lei abandoned the superior conditions and endured humiliation for the past ten years, all for Tang Wei's light promise, right?

Pastoral looked at Zhao Lei and asked, "What was your original promise?"

"We're all going to be happy. Zhao Lei lowered her head and pretended to organize her things, but the table was clearly organized, and she couldn't hide her sadness, "He told me that we will all be happy." Later, even if I was not happy, I would laugh at him so that he would be happy...... I don't have the strength to please the next man like this anymore, being single is the surest happiness. ”

"I said the same thing to Lai Zi. Pastoral confessed.

"This kind of thing, think about it and then tell Li Zi, don't be like Tang Wei. Zhao Lei lowered her head, her red lips trembling slightly.

"Brother Tang, he has a hard time, and he blames Wu Han's grandson! Wu Han stuck his loyalty assessment rating! Caused Brother Tang to be depressed for ten years......" Pastoral Song was obviously comforting Zhao Lei, and they all clenched their fists and shouted, excited.

"It's not!" Zhao Lei lowered her head and smashed the paper on the table, her shoulders trembling with sobs in excitement: "What is Wu Han? I inquired about the news for him, dredged up contacts, fought for opportunities, bought a house for him, and competed for places, every time he failed, he blamed himself for not working hard enough, but how could he really work hard? Every time he failed, he used Wu Han's obstruction as an excuse! I saw through him, and he himself knew very well that he just seemed to work hard! He already felt how difficult the road to promotion was, and he didn't want to work hard anymore! It is precisely because of this that when he sees you, he will be ashamed of himself, because even if you are trampled into the mud by Wu Yu, you will unyieldingly hold your head high; because even if you are defeated, you will get up angrily; because you never make excuses, even if you lose all hope, you will struggle! After you appeared, Tang Wei completely recognized the real reason why he had been unwilling for ten years, that is, he was always making excuses for himself......

Zhao Lei's five fingers grasped tighter and tighter, and her wet long eyelashes trembled; these heartfelt words had never been poured out at Tang Wei's memorial service, but today they poured out in front of the pastoral song, and the excitement was like a rushing current, making Zhao Lei's skin numb and itchy.

"Sister Lei, you ...... You think too highly of me......" Muge saw Zhao Lei crying, realizing that he had heard her heart, and he was even humble.

"No, that's the truth. Tang Wei only said those things to me because he wanted me too much, and in fact he was not prepared to be promoted through hardships and hardships. Every time he helped him compete for the position of deputy general flag, he told me that it was impossible to succeed with Wu Han's obstruction...... Without even starting to work hard, he gave up in his heart. Originally, there was Wu Han's obstruction as an excuse, he could live with peace of mind, it was you who exposed the ugly things that the hall governor did to me, he realized how long I endured and how much I sacrificed, he could no longer whitewash himself with peace of mind, he chased and killed Wu Han, insulted the hall governor, vented his anger, and finally inevitably angered himself who didn't want to work hard - because he couldn't face the real self, he would drink heavily to seek relief, and he would die in the sea. ”

Zhao Lei finished speaking softly, slowly sat back in the chair, plowed her messy hair with both hands, and made a muffled voice: "I have seen it clearly from beginning to end, I know him better than Tang Wei himself." Maybe it's because I'm trying too hard that he can't bear it...... Those women you can't afford, even if you catch them, will crush you. Pastoral, do you see what I mean?"

Muge finally knew why Zhao Lei was able to be numb after hearing the news of Tang Wei's death. It turns out that death is just a symbol, Zhao Lei has seen this unbearable ending a long time ago, she persevered to the end of her relationship with the courage to live to die, and then became an unwavering single woman.

That's why Zhao Lei asked Muge, and after thinking about it, she would say those sweet words to Li Zi.

"I ......" Madrigal clenched his fists, took a breath and said, "I see what you mean." I feel that I can afford it. ”

"Li Zi's family is complicated, the family is even more complicated, everyone is very picky, I'm sure you already know that. Do you really have the courage to move forward? Do you have an inexhaustible fighting spirit? Won't you let Li Zi suffer for ten years?" Zhao Lei cheered up, and she was a little aggressive.

"I won't! No matter what the odds, I will overcome, even if there is no hope, I will fight. This is my creed!" Pastoral replied aloud, a straightforward declaration that completely cleared the Pastoral of his worries and distractions. The life experience of the fascination, the arrangement of the faun, Zheng Xuan's requirements, Jiang Li's mood, and the pressure of Li Valve, all turned into small mountains, as if they could be crossed by giants in one step.

"Then what are you still confused about?" Zhao Lei walked up to Muge, gently picked up his hand, and looked at him firmly: "Brave boy, go and create a miracle, don't melt on my sofa and pretend to be dead." ”

"......" Madrigal remembered his decadent appearance just now, speechless, touched his head embarrassedly and smiled, "Do you hate that kind of picture?"

"......" Zhao Lei returned to her desk and replied lightly: "I just hate people who pretend to work hard." ”

This sentence injected new power into the pastoral song. Only then did he remember that Zheng Xuan had already promoted him as the commander of one of the four major forward legions, and he still had a battle plan to write, a dozen centurions to mobilize, thousands of warriors to deploy, and tens of thousands of tons of supplies to build...... Since you have decided to work hard, you can't find excuses, and only by solidly advancing all work can you face any outcome with your head held high!

"I'm going to work. Pastoral Song stood up vigorously, saluted Zhao Lei's beautiful shadow, and then opened the hatch and left.

Zhao Lei saw the pastoral salute from the reflective tabletop. Her heart was like ashes, and she also felt the warmth of the resurrection, floated a comforting smile, squinted her eyes and thought: "Hard boy, the more you look at it, the more pleasing it is." ”