The corners of Lang Zongyi's mouth twitched.

Where can I not hear Yan Jiu's intention.

But as soon as he thought of the effect of Meng Po soup.

Lang Zongyi didn't care much: "The money is deducted from the card." ”

Yan Jiu earned a courier fee.

was in a happy mood, and even took the initiative to send the courier to Lang Zongyi's table.

Yan Jiu looked at the decoration around him, and he was the same as Lang Zongyi, cold and cold.

In the spirit of humanitarianism.

Yan Jiu also reminded Lang Zongyi not to drink excessively.

Lang Zongyi opened the courier, took out the glass bottle, and didn't say that he drank it himself, nor who drank it, but said: "I heard that Director Yan burned a batch of communication equipment to the prefecture before. ”

Yan Jiu is happy to share with Lang Zongyi, a cash cow: "Do you want to invest? Make sure you don't lose money, for the sake of the same game, I'll give you a big head in dividends. ”

Lang Zongyi: Collect your gluttonous face.

He couldn't help but smile.

Yan Jiu said: "I'm saying it very seriously. ”

Lang Zongyi nodded: "I'm also laughing very seriously." ”

Yan Jiu: "...... "You'd better pray day and night that you are my senior brother!"

Lang Zongyi thought thoughtfully: "After investing, if I die, what are the benefits, such as exclusive yin to lead the way?" ”

Yan Jiu was stunned.

It's not because of welfare.

It is the death in Lang Zongyi's mouth.

She almost forgot that Lang Zongyi would die early.

Yan Jiu stared at the person in front of her like a torch, and she was still a little close, she would be able to touch Lang Zongyi's bones, determine Lang Zongyi's life, and determine whether Lang Zongyi was her senior brother.

Thereupon.

All the members of the Special Unit today heard strange voices coming from their offices.

"Don't move."

"It'll be fine soon."

"Trust me."

"I'll be gentle!"

Special Bureau Members: "!! ”

They pricked up their ears and crept out the office door to listen to what was destined to be an extraordinary night.

Just hear it.

There was a crackling sound.

in the office.

Yan Jiu was chased by a rope.

When Yan Jiu was firmly tied by the spirit rope, the farce of touching the bones was over.

Lang Zongyi's slightly majestic blue eyes were slightly angry at the moment because of Yan Jiu's Meng Lang.

The neck that was not fair or wheat-complexion flushed, and the green tendons burst out to reveal his forbearance.

Lang Zongyi took off his blazer.

He pulled up his cuffs little by little, revealing the copper-cast muscles of his arms.

Without the cover of the suit, you can clearly see that his muscles are a little tight on the chest of the clothes.

He tugged at his tie.

The corners of the mouth are pursed into a line.

On his face was an accusation against the disciples.

Yan Jiu explained seriously: "I'm really not a hooligan. ”

If there is a hierarchy of patience.

Lang Zongyi has jumped from LV.0 to LV.9.

Yan Jiu was very consciously quiet after speaking, she didn't plan to test back and forth on the verge of death.

Lang Zongyi stared at it, and only said: "It's more credible than if you can't see through my face and need to touch my bones, or play hooligan, what do you say?" ”

Yan Jiu, a hidden and unfathomable master, will not be able to see through his face?

Is such a botched excuse serious?

Lang Zongyi was embarrassed to say it.

Yan Jiu was tied into zongzi.

In fact, she didn't want to be educated by Lang Zongyi, but she couldn't wait for Lang Zongyi to rest assured that she would touch her bones.

Who knows Lang Zongyi's physique.

Will there be a sudden eventual one day?

She had to be determined before Lang Zongyi died.

In case Lang Zongyi is really her senior brother, and she doesn't remember her for some reason, where will she regret it at that time?

So.

Yan Jiu's rude is very reasonable.

Failed to see the bone touching attempt.

She had to take the opportunity to confirm in a different way.

Yan Jiu looked at Lang Zongyi intently: "What did you like most when you were 6 to 13 years old when you were a child?" ”

She has always believed that even if people forget some memories, some deep-seated loves will not be forgotten.

It's like her.

The senior brother in her memory is gradually fading, but she still remembers the senior brother who doted on her.

Lang Zongyi rubbed his eyebrows and said nothing: You are the only one who is looking for topics accurate to age.

He was somewhat silent.

Isn't it a little fast to jump the topic?

Yan Jiu's transfer was too stiff.

"Do you like to draw too?"

"Do you also like stinky tofu?"

Lang Zongyi, who doesn't like animation brushes and doesn't eat stinky tofu in his life, said honestly: "I don't like it." ”

Yan Jiu was like a thunderbolt.

Her brother likes it.

Lang Zongyi didn't like it.

Senior brother≠ Lang Zongyi!?

Yan Jiu's heart fell to the bottom.

Did she recognize the wrong person?

It can't be because she likes it, her senior brother accompanies her to like it, right?

Lang Zongyi looked at Yan Jiu depressed and dazed, this was the first time he had seen Yan Jiu as helpless as a child.

Just because of his words?

Lang Zongyi just spoke: "You ......"

Yan Jiu was expressionless and broke free from the spirit rope.

There was alienation all around her.

With the estrangement of drawing a line with people.

Yan Jiu said sincerely: "I apologize for my faux pas. ”

Lang Zongyi pursed his lips and was silent, he got the apology he deserved, but he was not happy at all.

The atmosphere condensed to the top.

Yan Jiu opened the door and walked out.

Ma Weiwei and others rolled into the office like dumplings.

Yan Jiu walked past everyone and left.

Stand in the criss-crossing streets.

System: [Is the host okay?] 】

The wind brings the first snow of the year into the world.

The snow is flying all over the sky, like Yan Jiu's mood.

It's cold to the bottom.

Yan Jiu raised his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, and the white and flawless snowflakes seemed to be a gift from heaven.

She looked up slightly at the sky.

The goose-feathered snow fell like a meteor, but it couldn't make her wish like a meteor.

Past.

A snowy day.

She lost her brother.

Another snowy day.

She lost her master.

Yan Jiu slowly retracted his five fingers, and the temperature of his palm quickly melted the snow into snow water.

Yukimoto is not guilty.

But she hated snow.

Hate to the point of wanting to destroy.

Suddenly, a transparent umbrella fell on top of Yan Jiu's head, covering Yan Jiu's resentment against the snow.

Lang Zongyi subconsciously said a sentence: "Forbearance is not your strong point, there is no need to hold on." ”

Yan Jiu's mind was full of Lang Zongyi was not her senior brother, and when she heard this, she was shocked.

Twisted his head violently.

Yan Jiu was incredulous: "What did you just say?" ”

Lang Zongyi repeated: "There is no need to hold ......"

Yan Jiu interrupted: "The first half of the sentence! ”

Lang Zongyi was puzzled: "Forbearance is not your strong point?" ”

Yan Jiu almost broke the defense.

Her brother had said this to her.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Yan Jiu's heart.

Yes.

So many years have passed.

Habits and likes can be changed.

Just like her, when she was a child, she was not so gentle, cute and understanding as she is now.

Yan Jiu still wanted to confirm something.

Ma Wei ran out: "Bureau, it's not good!" ”

Lang Zongyi stuffed the umbrella into Yan Jiu's hand and walked straight back to the special bureau where the façade was too small to be ignored.

Yan Jiu held the umbrella handle.

There is still Lang Zongyi's residual temperature on the handle.

System: [Is the host okay?] 】

Yan Jiu smiled: "Very good! ”

She couldn't have a better day than today.

Yan Jiu has been alone for too long.

It's been so long that I forgot that everything has a certainty, and I forgot the sentence "If you lose her life, you will get her luck".

According to the number of lives that the master gave her.

She should have been alone all the time.

It was she who was lucky enough to come to this world, lucky to meet her family and friends, and to get clues from her master and brother.

Yan Jiu looked up at the snow through the umbrella: "I found a way to live with the snow." ”

System: [...... What do you mean? 】