After making a deal with the caravan leader, Rong Xi looked at the blond and blue-eyed man, feeling a little troubled.
Seeing his expression, the officer was afraid that he might change his mind, so he said, "Young man, it is getting late. We must get into the city as soon as possible, otherwise the city gate will fall and we will have to sleep outdoors."
After saying this, he hurriedly called people into the city.
In the cold wind, the blond hair and blue eyes stood trembling, like a stray dog, looking at Rong Xi pitifully.
The leader of the caravan was not so cruel as to leave him a blanket to keep him warm.
Three people and two horses, how to get home?
Rong Xi couldn't help but look at Qin Ke. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Qin Ke's cold voice.
"You and I will ride together, and the snow and mud will be given to him."
This is feasible, but does this foreigner know horse riding?
Before he could ask, the blond man pointed at himself, then at Xue Ni, and nodded vigorously.
"Can you understand?" Rong Xi looked slightly happy.
The blond smiled happily, nodded again, and then lightly poked the nail of his little finger to indicate that he only understood a little.
His expression was exaggerated and his appearance was funny. Rong Xi couldn't help laughing out loud, but she felt that she was being unkind and quickly pursed her lips to restrain herself.
The blond and blue-eyed girl was extremely happy to see him smile, and put her palms together as if to bow and express her gratitude.
His behavior was so interesting that even Qin Ke couldn't help but soften his expression.
The blonde and blue-eyed girl climbed onto the horse's back tremblingly. Fortunately, Xue Ni was docile. If it were Chi Yan, he would definitely hit her with his hooves and feet if touched by a stranger.
With the help of Qin Ke, Rong Xi landed on Chi Yan's back and hugged his waist skillfully.
At about 3 p.m., the three men returned home.
Rong Lian and a few others were waiting in the house. When they saw Rong Xi and Qin Ke riding together, they were all surprised. Then they saw the man with blond hair and blue eyes, and they were even more stunned.
Liu He's eyes widened and he asked, "My dear, how did you pick up a Semu?"
Liu Xiaonian and Xi Yan looked at the blond and blue-eyed girl curiously, and came closer to whisper his comments.
"The hair color is golden, how amazing!" Xiyan's eyes were full of amazement.
Liu Zishi nodded vigorously, "The eyeballs are also different."
Rong Xi instructed Liu He: "Go and boil some water, and clean him up later."
Liu He took the order and left.
"What's your name?" Rong Xi gestured to the blond boy to sit on the cushion, slowed down his speech, and asked him.
The blond and blue-eyed girl scratched her ears and cheeks, and finally uttered a few syllables.
Rong Lian and others: "..."
What’s your name? I didn't hear it clearly.
Rong Xi smiled helplessly and continued to ask: "How about you be called 'Jin Jili' from now on?"
He saw that Ji Li's hair color was as dazzling as gold, so he borrowed the surname Jin. The word "Jili" is a transliteration.
Jinjili nodded quickly and grinned.
To Yu Ronglian and others, Jin Jili had a peculiar appearance that did not suit their aesthetic taste and they simply felt it was weird.
Rong Xi often sees people from foreign countries in later generations and does not find it strange. He looked closely at Jin Jili's appearance. He had a full forehead, deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and very fair skin. He was truly a handsome man.
Especially the eyes, which are as clear as blue and bright, making people forget the world at first sight.
Seeing him staring at Jin Jili's face, Qin Ke lowered his eyelashes and suddenly asked, "When will we have dinner?"
Rong Xi came back to his senses, quickly stood up and said with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Liu should have prepared the ingredients, I will go right away."
He was about to leave the house, but Jin Jili grabbed his sleeve and he could not help but look down.
Jinjili looks like a golden retriever abandoned by its owner, with a pair of big green eyes, looking so pitiful.
It makes people feel soft-hearted unconsciously.
Rong Xi reached out and touched the golden hair, and said in a low and soft voice: "I have something to do, let go."
Jin Jili smiled foolishly, but did not let go.
When he was at the city gate, he was full of despair, but when he saw Rong Xi looking at him with a kind face, he thought he must be a kind person, so he desperately asked for help.
He had good luck in gambling and actually met a kind-hearted master.
A dark light flashed in Qin Ke's eyes. He suddenly took a step forward, his face solemn, and forcefully rescued Rong Xi's sleeve from Jin Jili's hands, then lowered his head and looked at him coldly.
Perhaps it was because his gaze was too cold, Jin Jili couldn't help but shudder, looking a little scared.
"Zi Shi, take him to bathe later." After giving the instructions, Rong Xi left the house and went to the kitchen.
Soon, the meal was served and Jinjili also cleaned up.
Rong Xi, Qin Ke and Rong Lian ate together. Jin Jili was dragged to the kitchen by Liu Zishi to eat.
The meal was so sumptuous that Jin Jili shed a few tears.
He swore that he would never leave his little master even if he died!
After the meal, Rong Lian went back to his room to read.
Rong Xi originally wanted to go to the study, but as if he remembered something, he turned around and bumped into Qin Ke behind him.
His eyebrows collided with his chin, and Rong Xi quickly took a step back and covered his forehead with his hand. Although Qin Ke felt pain, this little pain was insignificant to him.
However, Rong Dalang's fair skin made him worried.
He held Rong Xi's wrist loosely and moved it away from his forehead. He saw that his brows were red and annoyance flashed in his eyes. He said, "Go to Chen Chuangu to get the medicine."
Rong Xi shook his head and smiled helplessly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. I was just about to ask, why haven't I seen Brother Chen recently?"
If it were normal, Chen Chuangu would come here every day to eat.
Seeing that he was indeed fine, Qin Ke felt relieved and replied, "He is treating someone."
Since it was a private matter, Rong Xi did not ask any more questions.
The two of them went to the study and sat in front of the high desk. Rong Xi took the blueprint from the desk drawer, moved closer to Qin Ke, and spoke in a very low voice.
"I will hand over the blueprint to Uncle Cheng today. The blueprint only shows the rooms on the surface." Rong Xi's eyes were like morning stars, and his expression seemed to invite appreciation. "I want to build a secret room underground."
Qin Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, very interested, "What is the secret room used for?"
"To prevent anyone from spying," Rong Xi took out a piece of paper covered with pencil writing, "The surface can be built with wood, and as for the underground, I want to use new materials to build it."
As a military factory, how could it not have an underground darkroom?
"New materials?" Qin Ke's eyes darkened as he stared at Rong Xi's white face and laughed softly, "Da Lang has another brilliant idea?"
Rong Xi smiled and nodded, looking well-behaved and innocent.
Under the candlelight, the boy looked even more handsome, gentle and amiable.
Qin Ke's heart moved casually. He reached out and pinched the boy's cheek. It was indeed as soft as he imagined, just like his temperament.
Rong Xi was stunned by the sudden attack on his cheek. He foolishly let Qin Ke knead his cheek repeatedly. When the man left his hand, he came back to his senses and asked in surprise, "Brother Sizhi?"
The action of pinching someone's cheek seems inconsistent with the character of a certain god of war!
In the original book, although the God of War Qin Ke is only a supporting character, he is portrayed very deeply. His cold personality and dislike of getting close to others are all his unique features.
But the person in front of him, although his amber eyes were slightly cold, his brows were soft, and smiles spread from the corners of his eyes to the corners of his lips, which was completely different from the stereotype of the Wei God of War.
But it is more humane and makes people feel closer.
Qin Ke had not thought much about it just now. Seeing Rong Xi's look of surprise and confusion, he suddenly felt that he was too reckless and rude. However, the deed had been done and could not be undone, so he pretended to downplay it and changed the subject: "You don't have to lose weight anymore."
That’s good.
Rong Xi: “…”
He rubbed his cheek, curved his eyes and said teasingly: "When it comes to losing weight, you should persevere."
Qin Ke pursed his lips, stared at him for a long time, and then sighed: "Well, it's up to you."
There seemed to be a hint of doting in his indifferent eyes, but it was fleeting, as if it had never existed.
The two talked in detail until midnight, then went back to their rooms to rest.
Before lying down, Rong Xi frowned slightly, as if he had forgotten something. Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, go to sleep!
At the same time, Jin Jili was in tears and was tied up in the bedroom by Liu's grandparents to prevent her from disturbing her husband.
Jin Jili felt like crying but had no tears, he just wanted to go and express his gratitude!
The next morning, the golden wheel appeared, and Rong Xi and Liu Zishi trained in the courtyard.
Qin Ke was teaching Liu Zishi boxing and kicking while Rong Xi was jogging alone.
After a moment, a golden light came into view. Jin Jili came excitedly, and when he saw Rong Xi, he smiled widely, danced, and spoke strangely.
Due to the differences between ancient language and later language, Rong Xi only understood half of what he heard and could only grasp a few key syllables and guess its meaning.
Rong Xi said with a smile: "No need to thank me, I didn't raise you for nothing, you need to do something."
He spoke very slowly to avoid Jin Jili not understanding.
Jin Jili seemed to understand and nodded vigorously. Then he bowed to the ground and knelt several times before straightening his back and pointing his finger at the kitchen.
Rong Xi nodded, "Go ahead."
After getting the young man's agreement, he immediately ran to the kitchen and pretended to help Liu He add firewood and fire.
When he was imprisoned in a caravan, the caravan leader often asked him to do rough chores, which he was quite good at.
Seeing how skilled he was, Liu He praised him. Jin Jili just smiled slightly, which was completely different from how he behaved in front of Rong Xi.
In the courtyard, Liu Zishi was instructed by Qin Ke. He excitedly waved his fists left and right, and practiced very seriously and hard.
Qin Ke ignored him and walked to Rong Xi's side and asked, "Would you like to learn some techniques to defeat the enemy?"
Previously, Rong's house was broken into by thieves. If Qin Ke had not been prepared and the two young boys had not fought to the death to protect him, Rong Xi would have been in trouble.
If he stays away from Rong Dalang in the future, Rong Dalang will learn how to defeat the enemy, and he will have more chances of defeating the enemy.
Hearing this, Rong Xi was pleasantly surprised and asked, "Brother Sizhi, are you willing to teach me?"
He did have this idea, but he was self-aware. He had no pressure when it came to academic theory, but when it came to martial arts, he really didn't dare to brag.
After all, he always got low scores in physical education courses.
Qin Ke was slightly pleased to see that he was interested, "Why not?"
If Rong Dalang wants to learn, he will do his best to teach him.
Fortunately, Rong Xi had been exercising for several months, so learning the moves was not too difficult for him. Just because he is quite old, his body is a little stiff.
Qin Ke took a quick look and knew that he indeed had no talent. But even so, he was happy to do it and did not spare any time.
After a while, sweat began to form on Rong Xi's forehead, he was breathing slightly, and his legs, feet and arms were all aching and painful.
Seeing him struggling, Qin Ke felt sorry for him, but considering the boy's safety, he hardened his heart and continued teaching.
When the golden wheel shone brightly, Rong Xi was able to rest. He was already sweating profusely and his limbs were sore.
When he was stepping up the stairs, his feet suddenly went weak and he tripped. He was about to fall, but he stretched out his long arms from behind and easily pulled the person into his arms.
Rong Xi suddenly felt ashamed, and stood up with Qin Ke's support, saying, "Thank you, Brother Sizhi, for saving me."
"I'm being too demanding and causing you to be tired." Qin Ke's eyes were apologetic, "Rest at home today."
Rong Xi smiled, "No problem. After breakfast, I want to go to the workshop. Do you want to go?"
Qin Ke nodded. How could he refuse Rong Dalang's invitation?
After bathing, Rong Xi ate with Qin Ke and Rong Lian.
While eating, Rong Lian looked up at Rong Xi several times, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Rong Xi was tired and didn't pay attention. Although Qin Ke saw it, Rong Lian's affairs had nothing to do with him.
After the meal, Rong Lian walked up to Rong Xi and asked solemnly, "Brother, the winter solstice is approaching. Will you join me in offering sacrifices to our ancestors?"
Rong Xi was stunned at first, then came to his senses.
Although Minister Rong brought the spirit tablet to Shengjing, the ancestral tomb was not moved.
Ancestor worship during the winter solstice is a custom in the Wei Dynasty.
Rong Xi nodded, "I will offer sacrifices to our ancestors together with you."
He has accepted the kindness of his original body and will certainly fulfill his original responsibilities.
Rong Lian smiled slightly, as bright as the breeze. Fu looked embarrassed and asked in a low voice: "Brother, can I train with you in the future?"
After arriving in Linxi, he sat in the house reading every day and ate rich and delicious meals. However, within a few months, he gained a lot of weight.
If this continues, the appearance will definitely change drastically.
When Rong Xi heard this, some scenes flashed through his mind, his face became hot, and he coughed lightly, "Second brother really needs to strengthen his body, in the future..."
After all, you have to be the superior person, huh.
After getting rid of the unspeakable plot in his mind, Rong Xi found it difficult to look Rong Lian in the face for a moment, and continued with a frown, "If you are going to work on an empty stomach in the future, it is very important to have a strong body."
Rong Lian nodded, "Brother, you need to take care of yourself as well."
After saying this, he turned around and went back to his room to read.
Rong Xi watched his back, feeling quite emotional.
Qin Ke noticed that he looked different. Although he was curious, he did not ask. He just asked, "When are you going to the workshop?"
"Here we go."
Rong Xi felt ashamed. Rong Lian was now his second brother and no longer a person in the book. He could not think about it anymore.
The two were about to leave the house together, but they heard hurried footsteps behind them. Rong Xi turned around and saw dazzling golden hair and clear blue eyes.
Jin Jili was babbling, and Qin Ke didn't understand a word. But seeing Rong Xi listening attentively, he felt confused.
Yesterday, when he watched the two people talking, he felt that Rong Dalang seemed to understand the strange language, but he kept it in his heart and did not ask.
However, the scene before him really surprised him.
After Jin Jili finished speaking, Rong Xi thought for a few breaths and said with a smile: "You stay at home and work with Mr. Liu. Brother Sizhi and I will be back at 3 p.m."
Jin Jili nodded vigorously, his eyes were extremely enthusiastic, and he talked a lot.
"Okay." Rong Xi nodded in agreement, "Let Xiyan teach you."
After saying this, he turned and left the house.
Qin Ke was walking with him, and for some reason, he looked back after taking a few steps.
Jin Jili was still standing inside the gate, staring at Rong Xi's back with a very passionate look, as if he regarded Rong Xi as his lifelong belief.
He felt a little depressed and secretly unhappy.
Jin Jili received his cold gaze and shrank back into the door.
Why would the little master want to be friends with such a person? The golden retriever has a dull luster and looks quite sad.
The two men were fighting, and Rong Xi was unaware of it.
He was about to climb onto the horse, but his legs, feet and arms were all sore. When he tried to exert force, he felt his muscles and veins being pulled, and he suddenly lacked the strength and nearly fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Qin Ke had always been paying attention to him, and seeing this, he extended his arm to help Rong Xifang, thus escaping the disaster.
Having been rescued twice today, Rong Xi felt quite ashamed, his cheeks flushed, his eyes dodged, and he whispered, "Xi was careless, and I troubled Brother Sizhi again."
Qin Ke responded with a low sound, then told Liu Zishi to lead the carriage out.
"Today's ride."
Rong Xi got into the car obediently, thinking that Zi Shi would be driving, but he saw Qin Ke sitting outside the curtain, holding the reins.
"Brother Sizhi?" he asked in surprise.
Qin Ke glanced at him calmly and drove into the car: "Don't worry, my driving skills are no worse than others."
Rong Xi: “…”
That was not his intention. Rather, he was quite shocked that the great God of War of Wei would condescend to drive for him, and he suddenly felt like he was floating in the clouds.
If you are not careful, you will fall into the ground.
As for why a certain prince did not send a strong servant to drive the carriage, there must be a deeper meaning that outsiders cannot guess.
The two of them said nothing along the way until they arrived at the workshop.
Cheng Hao was supervising the construction. When he heard the news from the servant, he came over immediately. He greeted Qin Ke first, then smiled at Rong Xi and said, "Da Lang, you came at the right time. I was just looking for you."
"Uncle Cheng, please go ahead." Rong Xi pretended to listen.
Cheng Hao sighed, "I found the picture you gave me yesterday novel, but if we build a workshop with only wood as raw material, is it inappropriate?"
In his opinion, bricks and stones should be more stable.
Qin Ke suddenly said: "The Ministry of Revenue has limited funding, and bricks and stones require more manpower and material resources."
This makes sense. Although the purpose of the Military Equipment Supervisory Bureau is not yet obvious, it will surely achieve great success in the future.
Cheng Hao has such a grand ambition, so naturally he hopes that the prison will be more stable and secure.
He was about to speak again when a cry of surprise came from not far away, causing quite a stir.
The three looked in the direction of the sound, but saw only the craftsmen gathered together and could not see clearly.
Cheng Hao called Jian Pu to go and ask first. After a while, Jian Pu returned and said, "Minister, when the carpenters were lifting the wood just now, the rope broke due to the weight of the wood. The wood fell and almost injured the other carpenters."
"I'll go take a look." Rong Xi said and went straight there.
Qin Ke walked with him, and Cheng Hao was unwilling to fall behind.
When the three men arrived, the craftsmen all stopped and bowed.
Rong Xi saw the wood on the ground, which looked indeed heavy. It was reasonable that the craftsmen on the high platform were lifting heavy objects with pulleys and the ropes would break due to the weight of the objects.
However, he observed that the pulley only did work in a directional manner and could change the direction of force, but it could not save energy.
The pulley is the pulley of later generations.
Rong Xi suddenly asked, "Uncle Cheng, does the craftsman have a pulley set?"
"Pulley?" Cheng Hao was puzzled. "What is that?"
Rong Xi looked around and saw a dead branch nearby, so he picked it up and started drawing on the ground.
"Uncle Cheng, common people often use windlasses to draw water from wells, and craftsmen often use pulleys to lift heavy objects. There is no difference between the two, right?"
Cheng Hao nodded seriously, "Indeed, they are the same."
All the craftsmen gathered around and listened to Rong Xi's words.
Rong Xi drew a picture on the ground and continued, "The pulley only changes the direction of the force, but it cannot save effort. If we use a pulley group, it may be possible."
A complete set of pulleys appeared on the ground. Although everyone was unable to understand it at first, there were some smart people.
Cheng Hao was quite talented. He frowned and looked at the ground carefully. He pondered for a while, and then a light bulb went off in his head, as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened. His eyes shone brightly, and his beard trembled.
"Good! Very good!" He suddenly laughed loudly, shocking the craftsmen so much that they took several steps back.
Rong Xi felt as if he had met a close friend, and he was very happy and smiled.
The boy has fair skin and a handsome face. When he smiles, his eyes are curved like the moon and his lips are blooming like lotus, which easily makes people happy.
Qin Ke also raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked at it intently.
After Cheng Hao calmed down, Rong Xi said, "There are many types of pulleys. I will write down the details on paper when I get home and send someone to deliver it."
Saving time and effort, why not?
Cheng Hao praised him repeatedly and regarded Rong Xi as his own son.
"Uncle Cheng, I want to make new materials. I need limestone, clay, iron ore, and gypsum, preferably in the form of powder." Rong Xi stated the raw materials directly without any hesitation.
Hearing that he wanted to make new ingredients, Cheng Hao was very curious, but the new ingredients were not ready yet, so it was useless to ask, so he just said generously: "Don't worry, Dalang, I will help you find it in time."
Rong Xi smiled gratefully, "Just transport it to the kiln."
Cheng Hao will definitely meet his requirements.
"I will have more pulleys made. When Dalang's drawings arrive, the construction will be much easier."
Cheng Hao's eyebrows danced with joy, and he couldn't stop his joy. "Prince, I have some official business to attend to, so I'll take my leave first."
Qin Ke nodded coldly.
After he left, Rong Xi looked up and asked Qin Ke: "Are you going home?"
The man's expression softened, "I'll take you home first."
When Rong Xi heard this, he knew that he had other things to do, so he didn't say much.
The two men returned by car and stopped in front of the house. Rong Xi got out of the car and just as he entered the front yard, he saw a flash of golden light.
Jin Jili had good hearing and had heard the noise of carriages and horses outside the house, so he ran straight over.
"Lang, Jun."
His intonation was awkward, but his pronunciation was correct, obviously he had practiced for a long time.
Rong Xi smiled and praised: "Very good."
Jin Jili grinned and called out a few more times, then fell behind Rong Xi, refusing to fall behind for a moment.
"Da Lang." Qin Ke suddenly spoke.
Rong Xi turned his head to look at him, and seeing that he looked indifferent, he asked, "Brother Sizhi?"
"There is no tofu left at home, so why not grind some and enjoy it for dinner." Qin Ke looked serious and continued, "Mr. Liu is old and weak, and Zishi needs to practice martial arts. He is weak in washing inkstones. The leader of the caravan said that Jili is stronger than two servants, so why not let him grind the mill?"
The arrangement was quite reasonable and Rong Xi couldn't refute it.
Qin Ke and Jin Jili, Rong Xi naturally leaned towards Qin Ke, so he nodded and said: "Okay, I will ask Liu Weng to get the beans."
Because Qin Ke spoke quite fast and used many words and sentences, Jin Jili had no idea what he was talking about and was at a loss.
After Qin Ke left the house on horseback, Liu Weng took the beans to the stone mill.
Fortunately, everyone liked tofu, so Liu He kept soaking the beans and grinding them as soon as they were ready.
Rong Xi was just about to teach Jin Jili how to push the mill, but Jin Jili was already pushing with a grunt.
He looked excited, pointed at himself, and repeated syllables in a babble.
After hearing this, Rong Xi was both amused and sad.
He is saying, I will.
Because of a moment of weakness, he exchanged the gold and Jili from the caravan. Now seeing that he is less worried, Rong Xi is very relieved.
Jinjili is indeed very strong, and of course, his appetite is also better than that of ordinary people.
Rong Xi ignored him and went back to his study, where he started drawing.
It was almost the afternoon when the painting was finished and the tofu was ready. Rong Xi went to the kitchen, washed his hands and made soup.
The food was ready and Qin Ke just returned on horseback.
"Brother Sizhi, please come and have dinner." Rong Xi smiled sincerely and spoke softly, "A light dinner is best. I will only use tofu as a spoonful."
Qin Ke likes salty and fresh food, so tofu soup is rather bland to him.
He looked at the soup in the bowl, which was garnished with mushrooms, pine nuts and other things, and the sight of it aroused his appetite.
"Dalang, you have worked hard in cooking. I am very happy." A faint smile flashed across his face.
Rong Lian usually just ate quietly and watched. He also likes light dishes, and tofu soup is his favorite.
My brother's cooking skills are truly divine.
In the kitchen, Jin Jili's eyes were filled with tears again. Her husband was a god-like figure!
After the meal, Rong Xi walked around the courtyard to digest the food, and Qin Ke followed him.
"The winter solstice is approaching, and I need to return to Beijing." Qin Ke looked up at the moonlight with a low voice.
Rong Xi was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt reluctant to leave, but said, "Ancestor worship is a big deal, and I really need to return to Beijing."
Qin Ke nodded, but not just for this matter.
He was already twenty-five years old, and before this he had been guarding the border and fighting the enemies, and had never thought about marriage. Although he had no intention of getting married, he had no choice but to do so because his family elders were eager for him to do so.
Considering the ever-changing situation on the battlefield, if one is not careful, one will die on the battlefield, so I have to leave some thoughts for my father and mother.
only……
He stared at Rong Xi's profile and felt that the moonlight by the river was the most beautiful.
The faint moonlight was like a white silk, gently caressing Rong Dalang's hair, eyebrows, nose and lips, and finally converging into his warm eyes, in which there seemed to be nine stars in the sky, shining brightly.
"When will Brother Sizhi leave?" Rong Xi suppressed his reluctance and pretended to be relaxed.
Qin Ke raised his lips and chuckled, took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Rong Xi.
"This is prepared by Chen Chuangu. It can relieve pain."
The porcelain vase in his palm was cool to the touch, and Rong Xi felt warm in his heart. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Sizhi."
Qin Ke lowered his eyelashes, feeling a sudden reluctance mixed with strange emotions, which made him dazed.
"What does the woman you like look like?" he suddenly asked.
Rong Xi was stunned for a while, then replied: "You and I are friends, Xi doesn't want to hide anything. Although forcing Mr. Liang before was false, it is true that I like men."
He laughed at himself, "If Brother Sizhi feels that this is inappropriate, I will not bother you in the future."
Qin Ke only felt that his heart was beating like a drum.
The author has something to say:
Six thousand words presented! It’s not that short. (A quick note: the author used to write at a speed of over 2000 km/h, but this one has dropped quite a bit, hahahaha)
Gao Liang: Neither of them will get married! The author is a writer of sweet stories, and the romance scenes are never sad!
PS: Where did you all come from, you are so cute! It’s so heartwarming! I am so touched! What's the point of complaining! What's the point of brushing negative! Hard work in writing is the way to go! I already have 6,000, so how far can 10,000 be? Yes or no! (It seems that I have foreseen the face-slapping plot o(╥﹏╥)o)
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