When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

If Feng Ling was asked to choose the most incomprehensible thing, he would probably give Mathematics and Yi Zhiling a solemn vote.

Both of these are mysteries to him.

For example, it is known that Xiao Ming has ten candies, and he ate two of them. Ask Xiao Ming to blink when he eats candy, is it because of acid? This is a question that even metaphysics cannot answer.

When summer came, the moths in Yi Zhiling's hands began to become hot and active like the air, trying to instigate a fierce and destructive storm in the calm and dull.

"Do you think her is Lenz's Law? It's been almost a month since I wrote it," Feng Ling read the series of Weibo that this person has updated since May [-]st, expressing his love for you once a day, and couldn't help sighing road.

Physical electromagnetics come and go, but the real girl is really unpredictable.

When you are in a relationship, you can't see the goodness of the other person, and you have to worry about every little thing. Once you break up, the person in your memory will become perfect again in an instant.

Li Mufeng clicked the fork on the upper right corner of him, pinched the soft flesh of his cheek with both hands, gently pulled it out, and teased, "I didn't expect the power of Tianzun's complaints to be so terrifying!"

The origin of the title of Tianzun should be mentioned a while ago.

Xuan Wei took Hong Yun and Huang Congyun to practice calligraphy for more than a month, and finally wrote three [-]-character invitation cards that were slightly readable.

In the early morning of the second day after they finished writing the post, they set off from Houshan Dongtian, walked to the gate of 82601 on foot, and handed in the greeting post respectfully in person.

This time, no one made things difficult for them, so they entertained the three of them.

To Li Mufeng's surprise, Xuan Wei, a Taoist priest, was probably born to be a teacher.

The big locust listened to Xuanwei's preaching every day, and was guarded by him for a long time to polish his words. He broke himself, completely repented of what he had done, donated all his family property, and joined Xuanwei's family, while eating fast and practicing, On the one hand, he united with his father to atone for the sins he did before.

Even the old man Hong Yun was so clear and bright that he had gone through the maze, and he broke the old copper smell before, and finally he was worthy of his elegant Taoist robe inside and outside.

Seeing that the three of them had repented, Feng Ling got Li Mufeng's forgiveness, and finally accepted Huang Congyun's ten-year lifespan and Hongyun's talent for controlling ghosts.

Dependent origin, going through twists and turns, death has an end.

The bad debt was settled, but Xuanwei and the others kept their mouth shut, but Li Mufeng learned it, and used it to tease Feng Ling when he had nothing to do.

He didn't want to make him angry, but he just thought that his cold and calm face had a bit of a fierce look, which was very good-looking.

"That stalk is outdated, you should hiss first, and then you gasp in fright, this is popular now," Feng Ling developed antibodies after being teased a lot, and would choke back at him from time to time, but he didn't know that he was so The reaction will make someone more interesting and enjoy it.

Li Mufeng changed from kneading to kneading, and rubbed his big paws on the young man's face to make a stupid and cute grimace, imitating the tone of the old daughter-in-law, and said with a smile, "I don't want to catch up with fashion, I just want to remind my husband that today I want to follow my concubine. Let’s go back to my natal family to visit my relatives.”

"You don't even let me wear a black suit," Feng Ling complained inarticulately when someone pinched out her dick's mouth.

In order to avoid the situation where someone pushes someone down, Li Mufeng quickly let go of the softness in his hands, and adjusted his neckline for the young man to change his mood.

The man's movements were gentle, and his petal-like lips were also full of the warmth of early summer, "Why is it a black suit?"

"Formal and imposing," Feng Ling held his sleeves with both hands, and held them up in front of the man, letting him see the color matching of his body clearly.

The shirt is light blue-green, and the trousers are light gray. This set of colors can only be regarded as refreshing at best, and has nothing to do with the aura.

Feng Ling's black suit...

Li Mufeng thought it was a challenge to the limit of human pressure tolerance. He was wearing a black formal suit. I'm afraid it was not only formal, but he could directly walk out of the iron horse glacier, and the life-and-death battle of howling air and Changhong falling frost.

"We're not going to fight," Li Mufeng knelt down and rolled up the hem of his trousers, smiling helplessly.

"Aren't we?" Feng Ling asked in an affirmative tone, they really went to make trouble today, using a simple and rude way to put an end to the last cause of anger.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the fingertips brushed someone's naked|bare feet half-covered in the fluff, and Li Mufeng clicked 32 likes for her choice of carpet.

Porcelain-like feet, hidden in the cover of long white hair, are faintly visible, beautifully subtly laid out, making people want to hold this pair of white jade in their hands and play with them slowly.

After taking a long time to roll up the hem of his trousers, revealing a slender white ankle, Li Mufeng stood up, squeezed the man into a chicken mouth and sucked, "We are going to the theater today, let's give them the last fire, by the way Fan fan, you should pay attention to civilization and comfort when watching a movie."

"Your hand touched your feet just now," Feng Ling said, looking at the man who was arranging his clothes in the mirror.

Through the mirror, Li Mufeng looked at the pair of phoenix eyes that were also looking at him, imprisoning each other in the cage of their own pupils.

The young man's heart was originally empty, but a man broke in forcefully, leaving his own brand marks. He occupied his heart, but he could no longer get out of it. He became the master of the empty city, and also the master of the empty city. captive.

"It's clean." After tidying up his clothes, Li Mufeng deliberately kissed his finger that was scratching the other's instep, with an ambiguous smile, "You're not a little girl, why do you care about these things?"

"It's time to go out, you're too slow to watch, it's impolite to go late," Feng Ling pretended not to understand the meaning in this person's expression, women's clothes or something, backache.

"You told me to slow down every time, but I remember it," the old driver held the key and drove the little yellow train with a serious expression, "If it wasn't for the uncontrolled power of the motor, I really wanted to follow your wishes. of."

In terms of filth, Feng Ling is no better than Li Mufeng. His daily life is to prove the correctness of Feng Li's saying "Ling'er has the same taste in choosing a mate as I do".

When Li Mufeng met Gu Yunqing and Gu Yuncheng for the first time, there was sympathy for the same kind of creatures, and the eye contact like brain waves was carried out without the two of Feng's family being aware of it.

Especially when Li Mufeng said that he was a bride visiting his in-laws, Yun Qing and Yun Cheng almost simultaneously showed childish expressions, and greatly praised this promising young man.

Feng Ling couldn't understand those three people, it was tricky to understand only by stalking and attacking circles, but Feng Li knew it, and he understood it twice as much, after watching it for a long time, he sighed helplessly, tastes are also contagious , all of them were defeated by the monster mixed with wild wolf, fox and poisonous snake.

Li Zhenye and Lu Ruosu actually told Li Mufeng to go home alone, saying that they wanted to talk to him about important life matters.

Li Mufeng naturally knew how important it was, so he deliberately didn't expose it, but just told them that he was bringing an important person home, and he had something important to inform them, so he hung up the phone.

He had already met Feng Ling's parents. Although the two elders of his family were dispensable, they were not dead after all, and there was still a need for a serious meeting.

After all, Qiwu Valley is a place that pays attention to etiquette, no matter whether you look down on it or not, you must keep your self-cultivation quality.

The destination was the detached villa that Li Zhenye bought for Lu Ruosu in the new development zone by the lake. Feng Ling regretted it for a while and couldn't see traces of Mu Feng's childhood.

However, Li Mufeng felt that there was nothing to regret. He had been trapped in the same room throughout his childhood, like a display of specimens locked in a cold and opaque glass cabinet for doctors, Taoist priests, and wizards to visit and comment on.

Even if I went to that house, there was nothing to see.

There is nothing related to life and life, everything is the site of the execution ground, everything is cold, with the smell of blood and rust of the soul, recording how a child was killed from the soul level.

Through the glass, the sunlight that shines in will never be warm. The scenery outside the window changes, but it is just a sticker with a different color on the glass. The pungent potion and the smell of burning talisman paper seem to have scorched into every corner of the room. , never dissipated all the year round.

Li Mufeng couldn't guarantee that if he returned to that room, he would have an emotional breakdown. After all, he escaped from junior high school and never had the courage to go back there.

He was afraid that as soon as he smelled the smell that choked his soul, he would not be able to control his pretended calm.

In fact, his essence is still yearning for chaos and destruction. He hates humans, creatures that only hurt each other when they live. He wants to burn all the good and bad, and bury all the past with destruction and death.

Before entering the door, Feng Ling held the hand of the man who was one size bigger than him, and looked straight at the shadow in his heart, "Actually, I just want to change the memory of your little house."

Sir, I am snow, the pear blossom snow at the end of spring, pouring out a scene for my husband, and colorfully falling on the ground, covering up the bumpy road of my husband.

He has a ferocious beast in his heart, he uses love as a cage, captures him willingly, puts on the shackles, bows his head and surrenders.

Li Mufeng didn't want to forgive the big locust and the old Taoist priest. He arranged for them to end up lonely and destitute for a lifetime, struggling with powerlessness and being spurned by others for the rest of their lives. But for Feng Ling's cleanliness, even if he was pampered .

If there is something to do in the world but not to do it, it is not possible to destroy the world. If you want to destroy the world, you will definitely destroy it.

There is always a clump of softness that makes people choose to embrace the thorns of the past gently, because he knows that all the sharpness will be smoothed out by someone, and that person will definitely give him warmth before the damage arrives.

In the living room, Li Mufeng saw the mix and match of his parents, Yi Zhiling, Li Muyang and Lu Sheng without any surprise.

Li Muyang and Lu Sheng both got up to pick up the person, Li Mufeng smiled and nodded in thanks, as if he was just a guest who came to sit for a while.

Tightly holding Feng Ling's hand, Li Mufeng gave a brief introduction to both parties, and then took the young man to sit on the sofa beside Lu Sheng, and began to enjoy the stage play of the four leading actors and a cannon fodder.

"Feng'er brought Mr. Feng here?" Lu Ruosu never thought that this man would dare to bring a man of unknown origin home so openly, even when his father was present.

At least when Li Zhenye was present, Li Muyang didn't dare to mess around. She suddenly felt that she might never understand this eldest son, or this blood-related enemy.

Li Mufeng got up and washed his hands, fed Feng Ling a cherry, and then said unhurriedly, "I've introduced it, this is my boyfriend, and he will decide my major affairs."

"Does Feng'er know that the two families are not compatible and cannot get married?" Li Zhenye said suddenly.

Li Zhenye and Li Mufeng only have a few similarities in their two flirtatious lips, and Li Mufeng's facial features are more like Lu Ruosu's, the feminine and charming of male and female.

As for that evil nature and madness, it was the mark that Li Mufeng himself had left on his growth path.

After spitting out the cherry pit, Feng Ling lightly raised his eyes to look at Li Zhenye, and said, "I don't mind."

Li Zhenye: "..." I mind, of course you don't.

"Ah, I forgot to mention that Xian'er also works part-time as my benefactor." Li Mufeng smiled as if he just remembered something, "Didn't the funds break because of someone operating in March? So I sold myself to Xian'er."

"Nonsense," Li Zhenye felt ashamed of this son who had never given him face.

He is obviously useless and still a monster, and now he finally has a place to display his remaining value, but he shamelessly drags down homosexuality.

"I can't help it. After all, it's tens of millions. If Xian'er hadn't taken out [-] million to fill in the shortfall, it would be enough for us to sell our houses temporarily. Maybe we would have to lure a wolf into the house," Li Mufeng didn't pay attention. His father looked at the trash, and didn't pay attention to the sudden change of expression of the three people when they heard that Feng Ling was the investor behind the scenes, and they just told the truth to themselves.

"Working hard for years to earn inheritance for others and raising a wife, this kind of thing is not what a selfish person like me would do, is it?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Sheng admired his brother so much that he didn't show any shame.

Looking at the back of someone's head, Lu Sheng had the illusion that he went back to the day when he followed him when he was a child, and whispered that he would leave home and live in school with his cousin.

He turned back into that independent and deviant kid again, Feng Ling was like an excellent painter, re-coloured the glazed pupils that had lost their color, and painted the edges and corners that should be for him.

"Brother, are you worthy of your surname?" the young man sitting next to Yi Zhiling asked.

Feng Ling looked up, and it was Li Muyang who was talking, Li Mufeng's younger brother, but they didn't look alike, Li Muyang followed his father, with a serious and affectionate look on his face,

With this appearance, Feng Ling has no doubts, whether they will be like Yuan Zhen, who wrote the eulogy of "Taking Ci Cong Hua Lazily Looking Back", and in less than half a month later, when the old man's grave is not dry, they can do it again With the next Yingyan, you and me, put on an attitude that this is my true love.

Seeing Feng Ling looking at his brother and his father, Li Mufeng guessed that this man was meeting them. He clasped his hands and clenched them quietly, and said with a smile, "Actually, I sold myself, and now I'm still surnamed Li, mainly because Because Xianer likes Li Mufeng who studies physics."

"You think your father is dead?" Li Zhenye shouted in a deep voice, threatening, angry, and disdainful.

He is used to being flirtatious, and in Fanggong Douju, he is the slag dragon, and the mistresses and mistresses in the main room all surround him, vying for favor and glory, who has ever thought of changing the script directly, and acting the joke of killing the king and subjugating the country.

Looking at his uncle's pale face, Lu Sheng believed what Feng Ling said for the first time, that when people get angry, their skin doesn't necessarily turn red.

Li Mufeng and Feng Ling were silent when they heard Li Zhenye's words...

Feng Ling really thought he was dead.

Before coming, Feng Ling heard that Li Zhenye was still alive, so he was surprised to ask the question that this person is still alive. Li Zhenye has no sense of existence with him. up.

Li Mufeng replied with a smile, some people are alive, but he is already dead.

The silence of the two was regarded as concern by people other than Lu Sheng.

With tears in her eyes, Yi Zhiling said, "Brother Feng, I'm sorry, it's all me..."

"Because I, sorry, hurt you and made you fall in love with men..."

Yi Zhiling cried until the pear blossoms brought rain, and the lotus wept with dew, but the only ones who could appreciate it were Li Zhenye and Li Muyang.

Feng Ling remained expressionless. Except for Mu Feng, everyone in the world was not as good as Hua'er. After all, Hua'er was colorful, but he didn't make noise.

Li Mufeng and Lu Sheng exchanged brain circuits. This person was crying every time they met. Tears are the same as the story of Mrs. Xianglin's. If they flow too much, they are worthless.

Especially for those who have gone out of their hearts, those two rows of jade chopsticks, if they are displayed frequently, will take away even the little bit of goodness left in other people's memories.

The water is cold, the water is warm and the fish knows it, the flowers bloom and Xie Chun doesn't care.

Tears are your own, not for others to see.

"It's not that I like men, but I like Xian'er and Fengling," Li Mufeng corrected, "You are very important. After leaving you, I thought about never getting married, but you are not that important. Now I will not marry Fengling for a day. , I have trouble sleeping and eating all day long."

understand?I can't wait to solve all the bad things in the world now, break all the lines of cause and effect, and hold a wedding ceremony with my wife in 33 days.

"Obviously Ah Sheng said you, I have no more love, so why bother to hold on, hurt others and yourself," Lu Ruosu, No. [-] contestant of the wheel battle, came on stage, and threw out the cannon fodder passer-by Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng: "..." I'm not, I'm not, I'm also the cannon fodder today.

Perhaps because of Li Mufeng's influence, Lu Sheng didn't want to take the blame anymore. He wanted to do what he wanted to do ten years ago. "I didn't say it. Don't give me what Auntie wants to say."

That year, when Li Mufeng said that he would give up business and study physics, Lu Ruosu used Lu Sheng as a pawn, saying that Lu Sheng really wanted to learn, and that Li Mufeng would hinder his future.

At that time, Lu Sheng wanted to say that he wanted to follow his cousin's footsteps in studying physics, and there was nothing in the way. He worshiped him and wanted to realize his ideals with him.

In the past, because of his weakness under the fence, Li Mufeng did not speak out to refute and let Li Mufeng avoid all the same course arrangements as him. Now he is still weak, but he does not want to continue to be weak. Some words, if not spoken, are lifelong regrets. He does not want to use silence to hurt .

"What I'm saying is, Brother Feng is very happy now, and doesn't need your belated concern," Lu Sheng only now realized the feeling of speaking the truth bravely.

The smooth breaking through of psychological barriers, the pleasure of successfully keeping one's conscience, and then serving wine with the enemy's wonderful face, how wonderful it is!

The stage has been set up, and the three members of the Li family, plus Yi Zhiling, each find their place in the script and take turns persuading them, from family approval, to personal future, to company development.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, those people ignored the existence of Feng Ling and Lu Sheng throughout the whole process. The two little transparent teamed up to solve a plate of cherries and a plate of mangoes, and even discussed the scientific principles in "Alice in Wonderland" out of boredom.

Li Mufeng was facing a family drama, and had no intention of enjoying it, and his thoughts drifted away with the people on both sides bypassing him and chatting behind him in whispers.

His family, Xian'er, really didn't care about him, let him be drowned in saliva, and chatted happily with others.

A certain person has lost his memory all night. He wants to go to the theater. He is enjoying it now. He sees other people as if separated by several layers of frosted glass. The figures are blurred, the voice is vague, and only Feng Ling is left in his ears. When talking about the continuity of space, Flat and cold tone.

Cups of flying vinegar entered his throat one by one, so sore that someone wanted to beat his teammates regardless of his teammate's achievements just now.

The final summary was made by Li Zhenye. As soon as he said "in short", Li Mufeng was like a student who heard the bell for the end of class. His thoughts disappeared for a second, and the clouds in the sky turned back into clouds again. He was no longer someone's cotton candy, and the eraser in his hand , It also became ordinary, I didn't think about cutting it, and all my attention was on the teacher's final statement announcing the dismissal of class.

"Your mother and I will not agree that the matter between you and that, and the marriage of the children is still decided by the elders." After tossing for a long time, Li Zhenye still said the old-fashioned lines, "A marriage without the blessing of parents will not be happy. "

If Li Mufeng was a child raised in a happy family, hearing this sentence, he would probably fall into a painful struggle and reconsider his future.

But he was not, so the hedgehog erected his hard armor, "No one needs your consent, I just came back to inform you, fortunately or unfortunately, we can't define it, so don't say it casually."

Li Mufeng once thought about whether he was lucky or unfortunate to be born in such a family.

Fortunately, his starting point, initial level of education, and level of communication are higher than those of ordinary families.

Unfortunately, since he was a child, he didn't know what love is, and he gave birth to a good skin, but his insides were corrupt. He couldn't appreciate the beauty of this world, and he wasted a lot of time.

There are gains and losses, it is a foregone conclusion, there is no regret or luck or misfortune.

"Also, if you want to get married, Li Muyang can't do it?" Li Mufeng looked at the two people sitting together, and said with a smile, "Anyway, it's just a place in the Li family, Li Muyang and I can do it, can't we?"

"I'm a person with a bad reputation, a monster, gloomy, and broken sleeves. I can't ruin Yi Zhiling, a good girl." Li Mufeng deliberately bit out the three words "good girl", syllable by syllable.

Others thought she was out of love and went on a trip abroad, but he was the person involved, he knew the most about those years except for Yi Zhiling, and he didn't want to hold Daxing'anling head on his head.

"Also, my birthday is April [-]st, hurry up with Ms. Lu's family and think about how to change the lines on Weibo."

After Li Mufeng finished speaking, he took Feng Ling's arm, strode out of the villa, and took it with him by the way, desperately helping Lu Sheng who would not leave him alone with his eyes.