"Of course! We were all stunned when we saw the news!" Jia Bo said, then couldn't help but purse his lips.

"Later, they suspected that the Resurrection Cult was using your identity to cover their tracks, so Master had Xuefeng hack into the committee's database..."

"And then! By sheer accident, we uncovered a whole bunch of plans targeting Flying Dragon City!" Jia Bo said, getting angrier and angrier.

"Oh? And then what happened?" Xiao He asked with great interest.

"Later, I took all those documents, and left behind one of Xiao Xing's catchphrases," Wang Xuefeng finished for him.

Xiao He immediately looked puzzled: "A wise man keeps his talents hidden until the right time to act?"

"..." Jia Bo was speechless.

He only knew that Yang Xing did like to say this phrase, but he didn't know its meaning or origin, so he couldn't accurately understand what Yang Xing wanted to express.

However, Yang Xing's purpose in having Wang Xuefeng leave a message quietly in the committee was also to confuse the public.

Because Wang Xuefeng took not only the stored data in Feilong City, but also the archives of various other cities.

As a result, the leaders of the various countries will inevitably begin to distrust each other again.

This was exactly the situation Yang Xing wanted, so that they wouldn't have nothing better to do and would all come to interfere with him.

Of course, those familiar with him will know that the phrase can be "translated" as—"I'll endure it!" It comes from a character in a certain card game, nicknamed "Cheap Enough."

Xiao He shook his head, seemingly unconcerned about Yang Xing's tricks.

The conversation between the three finally came to an end at 2 a.m. when Wang Xuefeng announced that he was about to leave.

Jia Bo watched the two silently leap off the airship, then turned and focused his attention on the movements outside the southern suburbs...

The city was utterly tranquil late at night.

The shops on both sides of the street were already closed, and only some streetlights made a slight noise.

Xiao He understood the dangers of traveling at night, but he also understood the benefits of sneaking around at night.

Wang Xuefeng's "eyes" are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, even more agile than Yang Xing's machines. Leveraging this advantage, the pitch-black night is his domain.

Xiao He accompanied him to the outskirts of the city, and the hand that had been holding his gradually loosened.

"Then be careful in everything you do."

"..."

The latter gazed into her eyes and silently embraced her.

"Don't worry," Xiao He said with a smile, "I won't run around."

However, after taking a deep breath, Wang Xuefeng's reluctance to part with the family only intensified.

As intelligent as he was, he naturally couldn't have been unaware of why Xiao He chose to conceive at this time.

But the more he understood, the more distressed he became.

Xiao He was never one to admit defeat, and he was extremely afraid of trouble. He rarely left himself any way out, and he did everything according to his own whims, rushing headlong into things.

Now that she has decided to keep the child, she is no longer afraid of the trouble; on the contrary...

She started to fear losing.

What she feared was not the "defeat" itself, but the consequence of defeat: complete annihilation, both physically and mentally.

As she said, from now on it will just be the two of them, and their existence will be irreplaceable to each other.

Humans are born, grow old, get sick, and die; even gods cannot escape this fate.

In her view, having children is not for old age care, but to carry the longing for another person.

The so-called "crystallization of love" is born of love and is the deepest engraving of a relationship.

As for how profound? It's probably the result of one person dying and the other choosing to commit suicide for love, which will definitely be changed by this little new life.

Those who remain, even if they raise their children alone, even if they live a lonely life, will grit their teeth and live on for this one and only reason.

They hid all their sorrow and longing, and stayed with their children, living happily ever after.

Xiao He could not foresee the fate of himself and Wang Xuefeng.

Even if they ultimately die in battle together, she hopes that the children who survive will continue their bond...

Wang Xuefeng's tightening arms made it hard for her to breathe, but she kept her eyes closed without saying a word, silently cherishing the time they spent together.

"I'll be fine, and I won't let you be. With the last snow of winter, this war will surely end in victory," he whispered in her ear.

“Alright, then next spring, you can watch over me as I lay eggs.” Xiao He’s last sentence was spoken very quickly, and it sounded like he was laughing.

Wang Xuefeng was stunned for a moment, but he was amused by her words.

"So, we have a deal? You're not allowed to secretly lay eggs until next spring!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He raised his head, it was unclear whether he knew his purpose.

Wang Xuefeng's eyes were full of meaning; he knew she was unaware that he knew her purpose...

“Sure! It’s a promise, you have to come back for the last snowfall of this winter!” Xiao He felt that this was the most clever moment she had ever been.

Wang Xuefeng sighed slightly, feeling utterly helpless about her blatant "stealing" of his skills.

The starry sky tonight is as bright as ever.

-

"Squeak—"

"despair!"

Xiao He returned home and gently locked the door.

The house was quiet, and even Horry's snoring couldn't escape his room.

Yang Xing had left sometime earlier, but he remembered to fold the blanket before he left.

Xiao He couldn't sleep at all.

But now she can no longer go to a room with Yang Xing in the middle of the night like before.

Even if it's just the Flying Dragon One's workspace, even if the two of them are just discussing business, it's not allowed!

Xiao He lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The room lights were off, and the only light source came from the slivers of moonlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains.

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