Chapter 75 Chapter 75 Dog-Headed Military Advisor
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It's stormy outside, but quiet and cozy inside the house. If you ignore the harm caused by heavy rain, the feeling of staying at home on a rainy day is quite good.
Unfortunately, the e-novel cached in the mobile phone had already turned to the last page. Zheng Yijie reluctantly got up from the bed, holding the mobile phone, and knocked on Gu Mengran's door in his slippers.
Five minutes passed in a flash, the door was not opened, and there was no movement in the house.
Not sure if anyone was in the room, Zheng Yijie didn't dare to push the door open rashly. He turned around and walked into the living room.
The old man was the only one in the living room. He was lying on the sofa with a tablet in his arms, grinning. Zheng Yijie knew what he was looking at without having to approach him, because the sound was really loud, and the sound of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law arguing echoed throughout the living room.
"Grandpa Meng, Grandpa Meng!"
I called him several times, but the old man didn't respond.
Zheng Yijie sighed helplessly, walked up quickly and patted the old man on the shoulder, which brought the old man, who was immersed in the family ethics drama, back to his senses.
He was so engrossed in watching that he turned around and saw Zheng Yijie coming. The old man decisively patted the sofa beside him and invited him warmly: "Sit down, sit here and watch. Let me tell you, these two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are very interesting. They..."
The old man talked about the prospects on his own. Zheng Yijie: ...
Does he look like someone who would watch a family drama?!
The old man's words were louder than the rain outside the window, and Zheng Yijie couldn't get a word in at all.
It was probably evening by the time he finished speaking. Zheng Yijie took a deep breath and leaned close to the old man's ear: "Grandpa Meng! I'm looking for Gu Mengran, where is he?"
This shout startled Meng Gaoyang so much that he punched Zheng Yijie on the thigh and glared at him with a gloomy face, "Are you still drunk? Go find Gu Mengran if you want to, why are you yelling so loudly!"
"If I don't yell at you, you'll ignore me." Zheng Yijie rubbed his thigh with an innocent look on his face.
The old man was too lazy to pay attention to him and waved his hand impatiently, "Go away, if you don't want to see it, just go away and stop nagging me."
"No, you tell me first--"
"Next to the cab, go find it."
Zheng Yijie was stunned for a moment. "Isn't the warehouse next to the cab an empty building? What is he doing there?"
Old man: "You go and see for yourself, I don't know."
Zheng Yijie said "Oh", turned around and walked back, and just as he was about to walk out of the living room, the old man who was obsessed with the family ethics drama suddenly called him again.
He turned around blankly and saw the old man smiling and giving him a meaningful look, "It's best not to get into trouble if there's nothing to do."
"What do you mean?" Zheng Yijie asked curiously.
The old man lowered his head to watch the show and ignored him.
This sentence made Zheng Yijie feel uneasy. He came to the door of the warehouse with doubts in his mind. He was a little confused about whether he should knock on the door.
I have finished reading the novel. If I don’t look for Gu Mengran, it seems that... I can only sleep?
After hesitating for a long time, Zheng Yijie finally chose to raise his hand.
After just two light knocks, the door opened automatically. Zheng Yiji thought that Gu Mengran had just come out, so he pushed the door open and saw that there was no one behind it. Only then did he realize that the door was only ajar.
The warehouse had never been used. There was no furniture or beds inside. The room, which was about 100 square meters, was empty and looked like an indoor basketball court at first glance.
However, at this moment, directly opposite the door, that is, on the side by the window, a Chinese-style wooden charcoal tea table was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. On the table were a basket of tangerines and a basket of dates. On the middle stove, a reddish-brown ceramic pot was emitting thin smoke.
Next to the tea table, a recliner was shaking. Gu Mengran, who had been missing for the whole morning and had not even come out for breakfast or lunch, was enjoying the rain and drinking tea leisurely.
"Okay, I was wondering why I didn't see you all morning. You've been sitting here for a long time, playing around the fire and making tea? You know how to enjoy yourself."
Completely ignoring the old man's reminder, Zheng Yijie wandered to the tea table, picked up a red date from the small basket and put it in his mouth.
Isn't this more interesting than reading a novel? Zheng Yijie didn't plan to leave, and walked around to the recliner. He pinched Gu Mengran's shoulder and said with a playful smile: "Don't just sit by yourself, bring me a chair too?"
Gu Mengran pretended not to hear anything. He looked out the window with half-closed eyes, sipping the teacup in small sips, without even giving him a glance.
Not caring about other people's expressions at all, Zheng Yijie took an empty cup from the table, picked up the pottery pot and poured himself a cup of tea. He took a sip pretentiously and smacked his lips and said, "Not bad, not bad, fragrant and sweet. What kind of tea is this?"
Gu Mengran still didn't respond. His eyes were open, but he looked like he was asleep.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Yijie realized that something was wrong even though he was slow to react. He walked back to Gu Mengran with a cup of tea in his hand and leaned over to look at his face. "You look so sad, and your face doesn't show any unhappiness. What's wrong? Did you break up?"
I was in a bad mood and wanted to hide away, but the annoying bees flew to my ears again, buzzing and stinging me. Gu Mengran ran out of patience and rolled his eyes at him: "Are you free? Can you go play by yourself?"
"I have nothing to do?" Zheng Yijie put the teacup on the table and counted on his fingers, "Reading novels, watching TV, or at worst I can cook or write novels. I can't be so idle as to stay here and work for you, right? It's all for..."
He stopped talking halfway. Even though Gu Mengran was in a bad mood, he was still interested and couldn't help asking, "Why?"
"Of course, it's to integrate into your group!" Zheng Yijie sat down on the ground, as if he had suffered a great injustice. His eyelids drooped and he sighed, "I know you had no choice but to bring me along. It's purely because I discovered your secret."
"To put it bluntly, you have never acknowledged me as your companion. One more or one less is not too much. Especially you, Gu Mengran. It seems that your heart can only accommodate Liang Zhao and your grandfather. To you, I am just a passenger who can be discarded at any time."
The man squatted on the ground, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, looking lonely. Gu Mengran glanced at him and sneered, "So the way to integrate into this group is... to act as an emotional mentor for me?"
Zheng Yijie almost couldn't hold it together, he cleared his throat and said seriously: "What's wrong with being an emotional mentor? I can't lift anything with my shoulders or hands, I don't have any other skills, but my brain works a little faster, and analyzing things is my strong point. It's not shameful to rely on this to make a living."
"It's just a pretentious statement. If you want to eat melons, just say so." Gu Mengran exposed him mercilessly.
Zheng Yijie: "Did you tell me to eat it?"
After saying this, meeting Gu Mengran's unfriendly gaze, Zheng Yijie quickly changed his words: "It must be a lie that I don't want to eat melons, but it's not just for eating melons. I can see that you are very tired and sad now, and I also know that you have a lot of secrets in your heart."
"You can actually tell me the things that you are not comfortable saying to Grandpa Meng and Liang Zhao. You can just confide in me or ask me to help you analyze them. Don't keep everything in your heart. Just give me a chance to get closer to you."
What he said at the end didn't sound like a joke at all. Zheng Yiji's tone was sincere and his attitude was honest. He was really worried about Gu Mengran and wanted to share his burden.
It was hard not to be moved. Gu Mengran placed the teacup on the table and let his right hand hover over the empty space beside him. But in the blink of an eye, another recliner appeared out of thin air on the ground.
Zheng Yijie understood what he meant, stood up, patted his butt, and immediately moved the recliner to the other side of the tea table, lying down leisurely, "Tell me, what happened today? No matter how unhappy you are, you shouldn't skip a meal."
"No appetite." Gu Mengran buried his head in picking his fingers, almost without thinking, and said directly: "I was rejected by Liang Zhao."
When he said this, Zheng Yijie just took a sip of tea. The sweet tea went straight into his trachea through his mouth, and he almost choked to death. He patted his chest and coughed for a long time before he recovered.
Regardless of his flushed face, Zheng Yijie panted and said, "Ahem, ahem, my god, are you speaking Chinese? Were you rejected by Liang Zhao?"
Gu Mengran nodded and said "hmm" in a depressed tone.
"How is that possible!?" Zheng Yijie subconsciously retorted: "Anyone with eyes can see it, okay? Liang Zhao treats you differently. He, he definitely likes you."
Gu Mengran sighed, "He likes me, and I like him too, but he doesn't think I like him. He thinks I like another him."
"Wait a minute, what is that? It's like a tongue twister." Zheng Yijie put down his teacup and said seriously, "Tell me from the beginning, tell me the whole story. Do you understand the beginning, development, turn and end?"
After struggling for a whole morning, Gu Mengran was in a terrible mood.
He didn't hesitate to use the tree hole that was delivered to his door. He told the truth: "Liang Zhao and I were classmates in junior high school. We didn't have much in common. From his point of view, we only met again after we got on the ship and gradually became familiar with each other."
"Remember I told you before that I had a dream about the future. Liang Zhao was actually in that dream. In the dream, he saved my life. We went through a lot together and lived together for a long time.
Although it was just a dream, it felt very real to me, as if I had experienced it myself. So I found him before the disaster and took him on board. If you must ask me when I fell in love with him, it was indeed in that dream. "
Having not completely lost his mind, Gu Mengran cautiously described his rebirth as a dream.
But this little trick was equivalent to running away in front of the meticulous Zheng Yijie. He pinched his chin and thought for a long time, then nodded seriously, "I understand. In the end times when everyone is busy with their own affairs, when you are in danger, a peerless hero descends from the sky and saves you from the water and fire."
"Later you discovered that your peerless hero was actually your old classmate. Yes, he had always had a crush on you. Saving you was not accidental, but inevitable. You went through thick and thin together in the apocalypse, got to know each other and fell in love, but unexpectedly something happened and you were reborn—"
"Can we still have a good chat?" Gu Mengran glared at him.
Zheng Yijie raised his hands in surrender and said with a playful smile: "Wrong, wrong. Well, this matter is really not that complicated, but you need to figure out whether your rebirth is a time travel or a parallel world."
"If time goes back, the current Liang Zhao is the Liang Zhao in the previous life. They are the same person. If it is a parallel world, you and the current Liang Zhao are together. This is the most unfair to the Liang Zhao you are with, right?"
Rebirth, rebirth...
Gu Mengran was too lazy to refute and rolled his eyes at him unhappily, "Are you asking me to do scientific research now? It's the same person."
"What's the reason?" Zheng Yijie asked.
Gu Mengran patiently explained: "Liang Zhao, now Liang Zhao has begun to recover his memory, but he can't remember some details of our time together."
"That would make things much easier." Zheng Yijie clapped his hands, "Find a way to make him remember everything."
Gu Mengran felt a little headache, and pointed to the closed door behind him. "Let's go, let's go and have fun. I must have taken the wrong medicine to believe you. If I had this method, would I have to argue with you here?"
"It seems to be true." Zheng Yijie pinched his chin again and muttered to himself: "It's the same person, it's the same person... Are you sure that the current Liang Zhao likes you?"
"I said it myself last night."
Zheng Yijie said "Oh" with a long tail tone: "I like you, but I mind that you only like him in the previous life and are unwilling to be a substitute. Then, can you try to like the current Liang Zhao?"
Gu Mengran laughed out loud, "He's not a stand-in. I've never thought of him as two people. I'm already very moved just by looking at him. How else can I like him?"
His brain was working rapidly, and the dog-headed military strategist Zheng Yijie suddenly had an idea, and said with a smile: "Since he has begun to recover his memory, it proves that it is the same person. He likes you, so why are you afraid? No matter what, just get him first."
"How to do it?" Gu Mengran blinked blankly.
"You're kidding me." Zheng Yijie became more and more excited. He took a sip of tea and continued, "You two must have been closer in your previous life. Have you ever slept together? Just say you're helping him recover his memory and recreate your daily life together in your previous life, and then take the opportunity to..."
"He likes you and has no resistance to you. You can take him down in a matter of minutes with just a little trick. If he recovers his memory in the future, everyone will be happy. If not, you can give him a little more sense of security. He won't have time to care about this life or the next."
Gu Mengran listened very carefully, and the haze lingering between his brows gradually dissipated. His dim eyes lit up again, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a bright smile blooming on his face.
To fool or seduce.
It was almost the same approach as in his previous life, but the difference was that this time the initiative was in his hands, because Liang Zhao cared about him more than he thought.
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