When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

Dad's poem was not read out until the end.

Feng Ling was the last batch to come out. When he came out, the aura on his body was not at all the blood that had just finished beating the book, but the coldness of the iron horse and ice river on the battlefield. Through a layer of electromagnetic waves, everyone could feel that he was walking with him. Howling chill.

The male god father is in a bad mood.

This is the first time that the male god father has obvious emotions.

These two thoughts welled up in everyone's mind, but the almost substantive coldness on their faces made none of them dare to go forward and gossip.

The male god father with this appearance is even more unattainable than the expressionless him.

As soon as Li Mufeng saw Feng Ling, he stepped forward and hugged the young man in white tightly, and comforted him, "It's all right."

Feng Ling's expressionless face was covered with a layer of ice, "How many times?"

"This is a game, not real, let's go offline and say it."

After speaking, the figures of Li Mufeng and Feng Ling disappeared from the game, and the avatars in the friends list also turned gray.

Once the two left, the others felt that it was meaningless to stay any longer.

Originally, the dungeon was suffocating, and it was expected to improve the progress of the dungeon, but when it encountered a team cancer, it rolled out in disgrace in the second level.

After losing their interest, everyone simply went offline.

Yi Zhiling looked at the disappointing looks of the others, and felt quite unhappy in her heart. Before leaving, she said with green tea, "I didn't expect the dungeon to be so difficult to fight without people. Fortunately, Feng Ling held on."

Seeing Yi Zhiling's success, Lu Sheng doubted whether her IQ's deviation disappeared after the electrical signal conversion.

This is a good virtual world, but her ignorance of the game is not an excuse to treat others as mentally retarded like her. She has no idea what she will be sprayed with afterward.

Helping his forehead helplessly, Lu Sheng spent three seconds debating whether to go to a certain treasure to charge Yi Zhiling with a little IQ, and then spent another half a second choosing to give up.

Yi Zhiling is not stupid, she just looks down on her. She has always boasted that she is not a vulgar artist, and she has an inexplicable sense of superiority over those who play games without doing their jobs.

"Tsk, it's so miserable, I'm not even left with the beautiful phantoms of my youth," Lu Sheng said to himself, sitting up from the virtual game cabin.

Familiar with the way, he pushed the randomly piled up sundries to the side to make a way for himself to walk. Lu Sheng walked to the desk with a deep foot and a shallow foot, and sat down with his two long legs folded on the corner of the table. While lamenting that the most helpless thing is "if life is just like the first time I saw it", I opened WeChat to ask what happened after the cigarette, so as not to apologize for a while and don't know where to say it.

In Feng Ling's game room, there are two game pods side by side.

The cold young man sat on the hatch and looked at the seductive man crouching in front of him without saying a word, making a novel that he was fine.

Against the light, the pupils of the young man's eyes looked like two obsidian, dark and deep, with the moisture of jewels.

Swallowing, resisting the urge to kiss those eyes, Li Mufeng stood up and was about to find a seat beside Feng Ling, but before he sat down, Feng Ling said, "You are too heavy."

Li Mufeng, who has a slender body and well-proportioned muscles, said that you have no quality, and you are right. Proton would not dare to do mass in front of you. He, a fish-lipped human being, had better think about why his wife is angry.

Standing up and pacing around twice, Li Mufeng's brain, which thought he had a pretty good IQ, finally remembered the reason, but he couldn't be sure.

He was sent out mainly because he always regarded himself as Feng Ling's shield in the final stage, completely abandoned his own defense, and unilaterally refused to share the damage on the grounds that he was cannon fodder.

His script for this battle was too tragic, like a tragic hero who disregarded life and death, laid the light of victory with his own blood, but died tragically in the deepest darkness before dawn.

After slipping around for another two laps, he was sure that there was no other reason besides this, so he asked in a tentative tone, "I will cherish myself in the future, and this kind of thing will never happen again, is that okay?"

"You don't know how precious you are." Feng Ling's silent condemnation finally got the answer he wanted.

Too much and self-sacrifice are a kind of inferiority complex and self-loathing.

This person never learns to protect himself, and always gives up on himself before everyone else.

Perhaps this is his means of self-protection, but Feng Ling doesn't like this desperate way of survival, it's too humble, low in the dust, not suitable for the proud and dazzling man in front of him.

"Maybe it's not suitable for me, but it's a fact. To be able to form a relationship with me is the good fortune that can't be met in the heavens and the world. Maybe you won't understand until you get in touch with the world over there, but now I'm still I hope you can value yourself first, you are the only one in my life."

Hearing Feng Ling's words, Li Mufeng suddenly felt that he might have blamed Pandora by mistake.

In the past, he always felt that if everything entered Pandora's box, it would never appear in the world again. Pandora let go of disasters, plagues and disasters, but kept hope in the box.

Therefore, human beings will continue to encounter misfortune and more misfortune in the long night when they are alive, but there is no hope.

Looking at it now, maybe Pandora's leaving the box to future generations is itself a hope.

After a moment of silence, Li Mufeng suddenly mentioned the book the two of them read together a while ago, "Xian'er, do you remember reading "The Skylark Crowed All Day" together? Me too. I have never been encouraged by anyone in my life."

Li Mufeng's hope and despair come from his own understanding. He has outstanding talent, but he has never been recognized. Coupled with his monster-like appearance, he desperately longs to be recognized by someone.

However, the reality only gave him one blow after another. Although he has good friends like Xu Cishu and Lu Sheng, friends are not confidants. Knowing a mood is one thing, but understanding how to comfort him is another. The crux of the problem, but the medicine is always wrong.

"You've done a good job," Feng Ling stood up, stepped on the cover of the game compartment, reversed the original height difference between the two, condescendingly traced the man's delicate but majestic face with his eyes, and said with a smile.

The light of the chandelier fainted behind Feng Ling, and Li Mufeng smiled and lifted the young man higher, "I'll make a list later, and I'll take you to experience buying new year's goods tomorrow."

The opposition between hope and despair in his heart is like the two sides fighting for life and death, whose knife is on whose chest, and whose sword is on whose neck.

In the protracted and protracted battle, Feng Ling was the only chance to survive at the edge of the sword.

After leaving the game room, Feng Ling sent a message to Liu Hua asking him to come upstairs and make a list of New Year's goods together.

Within a moment, the TV wall in the living room rippled like a frightened water surface, and Shen Quan and Liu Hua walked out from behind the ripples side by side.

In order to make it easier for the two to pass, Feng Ling pasted a space array symbol on the TV wall.

Looking at the wall with interest after the two walked out, Li Mufeng felt that Feng Ling's operation was amazing no matter how many times he saw it. He actually artificially created a wormhole that distorts space.

Sitting side by side with Liuhua, Shen Quan, who participated in the New Year's event for the first time, asked curiously, "Today is 28 years old. Tomorrow should be New Year's Eve. Can I still buy New Year's goods?"

"I'm 29 this year, so I should be able to sweep the finishing touches. If you don't want to go out for a walk, it's good to see the taste of the new year."

It was also the first time for Li Mufeng to buy New Year's goods.

The term Chinese New Year is very unfamiliar to him. Before junior high school, he was locked in a big black house waiting for everyone to leave. After junior high school, he has been finding something to do by himself.

In the past, when Yi Zhiling was around, he still had someone to send text messages to talk to. During the Chinese New Year, he felt that there was nothing left to do with a small mobile phone that could only save a hundred messages.

After we broke up, we began to deliberately downplay the existence of all festivals. After a long time, we really forgot, and every day repeated the copy and paste of the previous day. The date was just a change of numbers for him.

"Make the list first, and if you don't have any, just browse around," Feng Ling said, pulling out a pen from the flannel bag.

"I'll write, I'll write," Liu Hua felt palpitated when he saw the pen and Feng Ling's small notebook, "It's so cold, the glass is cold."

Not only Liuhua, Shen Quan also had the face of admonishing an old minister that the emperor must never do, "Just let Sanhua come."

Confused by the strange reactions of the two, Li Mufeng wanted to ask, but Liuhua's eyes awakened his instinctive reaction to the crisis.

The last time Yu Jian, Liu Hua looked at him in the same way, his big eyes were full of young men, life is short, if you don't do anything, you can't die, live and cherish.

Swallowing the question, Li Mufeng decided to follow his intuition, took the pen out of Feng Ling's hand and handed it to Liuhua. He gently massaged the palm of his hand, and agreed with a smile, "Xian'er, I worked hard just now, take a break."

Seeing that Feng Ling didn't insist, Liu Hua removed the high-energy eye protection barrage in front of him.

Holding a pen, Liu Hua, who had been raised by someone with some experience in Chinese New Year, recalled the customs at that time, and wrote while talking, "There must be red notes called Spring Festival couplets, big red paper lanterns, and red paper bags. Do what you usually do. We have to make new clothes for the food we can’t eat, and set off firecrackers..."

Looking at Liu Hua's notes, Li Mufeng pointed to the two items of "dishes you can't usually eat" and "making new clothes", and asked with a smile, "Sanhua, when did you write about it?"

"My grandma at that time," Sanhua propped his chin with a pen, and tilted his head to recall. At that time, he was not fully intelligent, and his memory was fuzzy, and he could only remember some impressive fragments. In the big days, I remember he changed the beginning of the year to the Spring Festival, and grandma said he was pretentious."

"..." That's really a long time ago, and Li Mufeng occasionally feels that in terms of common sense, there are about two Mariana Trench gaps between him and the other three people in the room. Too late."

Taking the pen, Li Mufeng added double slashes in front of "make new clothes", and added the words "buy new clothes" in the last line.

Feng Ling stared at the double slashes for a while before looking away and asked Liu Hua, "What do you mean if you can't eat normally?"

"I don't know... Maybe it's meat," Liuhua wasn't sure if the answer was right, he had heard it too, "Children in the village say that they can eat meat that they usually only look at during the New Year, but my family is still like that. , Grandma gave all the meat to other families, and it’s porridge and pickles during the Chinese New Year.”

"Didn't you become a vegetarian because your grandma believed in Buddhism and ate vegetarian?" Shen Quan heard Sanhua mention this incident for the first time, and he couldn't believe that the reason for this stupid cat to become a vegetarian was because of poverty.

Looking at Shen Quan for no reason, Liu Hua didn't know why he associated his belief in Buddhism with his vegetarianism, "How could it be? Grandma often said that she didn't believe in God or Buddha in her whole life, but only believed in that one person."

"My family doesn't eat meat because I can't afford it. I have a surplus during the Chinese New Year, and my grandma also distributes it to poorer families. It is said that the old woman and the cat eat it and waste it."

The cat eats and wastes it, so you don't eat it?

You, a traitor in the cat world, don't steal food.

It's also fortunate that Zhang Guobin died early, otherwise you would have swollen your face with a poem like "that cat doesn't eat fishy".

Li Mufeng deeply doubted whether he had raised a fake cat, but he didn't even say a word when he complained.

Not everything can be used to make fun of, and complaining about losing basic qualities is not a joke, it is uneducated.

Those who have studied history will never forget that era, not only the humiliation and war, but also the poignant and beautiful love that could not end well. This heavy tone is not suitable for unreasonable discussion.

Li Mufeng raised his hand and stroked the little kitten's head reassuringly. Although he was not biologically old, his comb had no tooth back (generation) there. If he wanted to chase Feng Ling, he had to stand in his team.

As the owner, he has always raised Sanhuamao and Shen Quanniao as his sons, "I will buy everything I see tomorrow, and swipe my card."

"Thank you, Li... Daddy," Liu Hua almost yelled out the word "father", and he will be the cat of the godly father and Li's father from now on.

As a poor cat, Liuhua can remember a little charity for a long time. Even after meeting Fengling and catching up with the last train in 2020 to get rid of poverty and become rich, he is still grateful for the kindness of others.

He and Shen Quan met because of a mouthful of dirty rice balls. At that time, Shen Quan also commented that knowing gratitude is probably the only good thing left to him by human beings. If everyone in the world is like Grandma Sanhua, there will be no wars. .

But Sanhua thinks it may be more dangerous, because good people don't live long, if they were all like grandma, human beings would have perished long ago.

"Speaking of which, it seems that fireworks and firecrackers can't be set off," Feng Ling said, swipe a line of firecrackers with his fingertips, and then paused for two seconds strangely, until a very thin white light flashed across his face, and then Shi Shiran retracted The right hand continued to speak nonchalantly: "This year, city A also issued a regulation prohibiting setting off fireworks. Should I change to electronic fireworks or should I set up a space to play on the roof?"

"Didn't you only have a high school education? How come you are so familiar with the law?" Li Mufeng exchanged a tacit look with the two Maotuanzi, pretending that he was blind and didn't see that the paper was cut by mistake, and asked why a non-law Human beings will be familiar with human laws to the point that even such trivial things as regulations are clear.

"Know the law and understand the law, so that you can repeatedly test on the edge of breaking the law," Feng Ling answered this mentally retarded question lightly.

All rules, only mastered can be free.

Li Mufeng: "..." Society, I shouldn't forget the big brother's natural blackness.

The four creatures who had never passed the New Year, and did not expect to be able to celebrate the New Year in any way, while Du Niang inquired about the changes in customs, while revising the list, a bunch of odds and ends were listed, and it was almost midnight.

Ever since New Year's Day, when I saw the lack of sleep in human beings, Feng Ling has always been very concerned about the word staying up late and sudden death. Seeing that the healthy sleep time for human beings has passed, she immediately sent Li Mufeng to rest.

As soon as Li Mufeng returned to the bedroom, the bracelet rang. It was a group invitation thrown by Lu Sheng. In the small group, Lu Sheng, Gu Xici and Xu Cishu were also there.

Li Yi: A small group?Four people?I tell you this number is very dangerous.

Chieda Jiji: This is not the last century, thank you.

Sheng Ge Ye Sing: ... to get down to business, today is my fault and cigarettes, I'm sorry

Li Yi: You bullied Xian'er, why apologize to me?How about asking him to intercede for you?

The old man Xi Ci: It is not good to fight and kill during the Chinese New Year. A Sheng said that once it can increase my survival rate by 0.0013%

Li Yi: Yo, isn't this Langli Baitiao's new cousin, Langde Flying?

The old man Xici: I'm sorry, I found the paddle, so I won't wave

The old man Xi Ci: But, I was also afraid that you would not find someone. Now that she has turned back, what if the prodigal son turns back and won't get the money?

Li Yi: I don’t know if the gold will be exchanged or not. I’m just worried that you don’t want my wife to be lost.

Sheng Ge Ye Sing: Your daughter-in-law?Feng Xiaoling?Are you serious?Isn't it hype and rot in the game?

Li Yi: Nonsense, if it’s not true, why should I block a bullet for him, I’m a brave person?

Seeing this sentence, Gu Xici, who was hanging by the bed, almost rolled down in fright. He seemed to tell Feng Xiaoling at night that he could not be Lao Li's lover.

Tell the best friend's pursuit that they are impossible, is he a pig teammate?Or pig teammates?

Sitting still again, Gu Xici tried his best to hypnotize himself that Feng Xiaoling would not care about his words, even if he cared about him, it would be an assist. After establishing a psychological defense line, he said sorry to Lu Sheng in his heart. You can't live alone, and then resolutely drag Lu Sheng into the water.

The old man Xici: A Sheng said that your mother also meant to match you up, so I...

Sheng Ge Ye Sing: Damn it, the friendship in silver fucking is not as good as your plastic

The old man Xici: You told me about Xiaoling's return and the in-game events first. I'm just an accomplice. How can I be given a heavier sentence than the principal offender?

Sheng Ge Ye Sing: I'm still an abettor, right?You don’t need the Prisoner’s Dilemma to force you to smoke cigarettes, you just know everything and talk about it, and if you don’t know, talk about your own thoughts, right?

Sheng Ge Ye Sing: Don't think I didn't see what you secretly said to Feng Xiaoling

Ignoring the dog-eat-dog relationship between the two, Xu Cishu has some experience of coming out.

He was even more worried that Li Mufeng's future would be difficult.

Although the acceptance of men and women is much higher than before, and even many officials are selling corruption, but after all, there are only a small number of people who really get together, and the boys talk about disturbing the base, but actually avoid it.

In the final analysis, Danmei is more of a fantasy of rotten girls, a beauty that can only bloom in words.

Some people think that the introduction of a law legalizing same-sex marriage can change the status quo. The person who said this, Xu Cishu always felt that he probably did not understand the same-sex. The real obstacle for them is not the law, but the recognition of their family and society.

Chieji expresses for the second time: Lao Li, are you ready to come out?

Li Yi: I thought you couldn't bear to see them, so I dived

Chieji expresses: I really can't bear to see the two of them talking about each other, but the cabinet door is not easy to open, where is your house...

Li Yi: I don't plan to go back, it's fine now, it's enough to have Xian'er

Chieji expresses: Feng Xiaoling is very good, you are unlucky to be able to walk with him. After 27 years, you finally got lucky. Don’t spoil a good boy.

Li Yi: Ruin?Now he is afraid that I will ruin myself, today I almost kneeled on the washboard because of something in the game

Sheng Ge Ye Sing: I will apologize to Feng Xiaoling in the game tomorrow, bless you all

The old man Xici: me too, this time we are not kind, blessings +1

Li Yi: Not tomorrow, our family needs to buy new year’s goods

Li Yi: Forget it this time, Yi Zhiling and I will get over it in the past, don't always try to be a good match, if you can break up once, it means it's not suitable, and there will be a second time in the future, and the reasons for breaking up don't change. It's human inferiority

Chieda Jiji: I will go to your house to play after the Chinese New Year

The Western Ci of the Old Man: +1

Shengge night singing: +1

Li Yi: Let me know before you come, brother is asleep, Xianer is not allowed to stay up late

After Li Mufeng sent the last message, he closed the chat, packed up and went to sleep. After moving into Feng Ling's house, his insomnia recovered without any medicine.

The other three silently ate a mouthful of dog food, and suddenly understood the meaning of what Li Mufeng said before at this moment.

He used to be really drifting aimlessly all the time, living only to fulfill his wish because his breath didn't stop, but now he will look forward to the most hated Chinese New Year for a person, just because that person is the destination, re-given All dates new meaning.

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