Chapter 205

Han Bin is in tahiko. He has no reason not to know that such a big thing has happened there.

Speaking of it, he is also an old bird in the Jianghu. After hearing the news against Chinese citizens, he immediately hid in the hotel and didn't go out. As soon as the contract was signed, he returned to China as soon as possible.

After learning that he was so careful, Fang Yuan put a snack.

Originally, if there was no such thing, Fang Yuan would like to talk to Han Bin about letting him resign from Xia Xiaoyun, but now is not the time to say that. After all, he is still the vice president of Shentong, with more than a dozen people under his hand. It can't be said that he will return home when he returns home.

When he returns home, it's not too late.

After telling Han Bin to be careful, Fang Yuan withheld the phone.

Then I thought of another thing: Xia Xiaoyun once told him that she would go to tahiko the day after tomorrow.

It's not a wise choice to go there now.

Fang Yuan feels obliged and has the responsibility to tell her (he can guess the girl's current state and is definitely not in the mood to watch TV News). After all, we are still barely friends, aren't we?

After hesitating, he dialed Xia Xiaoyun's mobile phone.

"What's up?"

Xia Xiaoyun's cold voice came over the phone. It had long been expected by Fang Yuan. She could hear the hidden surprise from the coldness. She thought that Mr. Fang had changed his mind by calling her on his own initiative.

However, when she understood that Fang Yuan only called her out of concern and advised her to cancel her trip to tahiko on the sixth day of junior high school, Xia Xiaoyun's attitude was really cold: "thank you for your concern."

Without waiting for Mr. Fang to say anything, she withheld the phone.

Looking at the slowly darkening screen, Fang Yuan suddenly felt that he had done a stupid thing: if he didn't kindly remind Xiao Xia, she might stop going after learning of the tension there.

But the reminder may make her angry: if you don't let me go, I'd better die there!

Girls' angry behavior is always ridiculous, which has nothing to do with IQ.

But it is the most troublesome fact for men, because when they are angry, they will not control the collapse of the earth. Even if they pay the price of their lives, it is enough to let the man whose conscience has been eaten by the dog regret it.

"Oh, whatever you like, man, just try your best."

Fang Yuan sighed in a bad mood. When he was about to put his mobile phone on the sofa, he thought of Lin Er again.

He didn't plan to call Lin Er, at least not for nearly a month.

Because even if you can guess with your feet, Lin Er is very sad and angry. Even if you answer his phone, you will hit him with a nail.

No one likes to hit a nail.

Those who like to touch are bitches.

Mr. Fang thought he was a bitch, because he couldn't help dialing Lin er's mobile phone: it doesn't matter. Anyway, he had touched it once just now, so just have a good time!

The beep of the mobile phone kept ringing, but no one answered.

"She's touching the bird, too?"

Thinking of what Han Bin said, Fang Yuan smiled.

It seems that Lin Er is very busy (in fact, Mr. Fang also knows that people don't want to answer his phone. They don't put his mobile phone number on the blacklist, which is in the face of the donkey). They dialed three or four times in succession, but no one answered.

"Forget it, don't annoy her first, man. It's not really cheap."

Fang Yuan sucked his nose and threw his mobile phone on the sofa. Suddenly, he remembered that he had just been eating and didn't drink.

How can we eat spareribs in the new year without wine?

Especially when you're alone.

Wine is not good wine. The local Daqu of more than ten yuan was bought when purchasing new year goods from the supermarket the first year.

Buying such cheap wine is Lin er's idea: like all wives who oppose her husband's smoking and drinking, she never gives up "special funds" to buy high-end products. It's a waste. With this money, it's better to buy her more beautiful clothes and eat more delicious food.

No matter how cheap Daqu is, it is also wine, a man's favorite.

Meimei sipped the wine. When Fangyuan picked up the wine bottle, the mobile phone rang.

Caller ID is Lin er.

Fang Yuan didn't realize that he picked up his mobile phone very fast. He had connected it before the first bell fell. He pretended to be forthright and said with a ho ho smile: "Hey, brother, what did you do just now?"

"Mr. Fang, this is Ma Jingtian."

A refined man's voice came from his mobile phone, like a basin of cold water, which suddenly poured the flames of joy in the heart of Fang Yuan.

Why are you holding her cell phone?

Fang Yuan's words came to his mouth and was swallowed by him. He smiled dryly: "Oh, it's Ma Chu. Good new year."

Ma Jingtian said, "happy new year -- on the second day of the new year, we have paid tribute to the new year."

"Well, I have a bad memory. I forgot."

Fang Yuan smiled again and closed his mouth.

He really wants to ask Ma Jingtian where Lin Er has gone, why he asked you to call me and so on.

I can't ask.

He is a man and feels that sometimes he must maintain the dignity that a man should have.

Ma Jingtian is a good man (it's hard to understand how an honest man like him can be an official). He can guess what Fang Yuan wants to know. After a moment of silence, he said, "I and dance are in the hospital."

"Oh, how's her father's condition?"

Fang Yuan asked.

"Still like that, there was no improvement. It seems that Wu ER was in a bad mood. She didn't say a few words after she came back and always accompanied uncle Lin in front of his hospital bed."

After a pause, the horse said, "I'll call you. That's what she meant. She also said, "if you want to know why, let me tell you something."

The corner of Fang Yuan's eye jumped: "what's up?"

"She promised to marry me. When Uncle Lin's condition is stable, we will get married. At that time, we will invite you to have a wedding wine. You -- she said, you are her forever brother, and she will treat you like a donkey. "

When Ma Jingtian said these words, his tone was very calm and could not hear the slightest joy and anger.

Fang Yuan was stunned for a long time. He didn't speak or even breathe.

Ma Jingtian asked with concern, "Mr. Fang, are you still there?"

"Yes."

Fang Yuan took a long breath, smiled and said, "OK, when you get married, I will be there to bless you."

"Thank you."

Ma Jingtian's thanks are very sincere.

"You're welcome. Bye."

Fang Yuan said goodbye to Ma Jingtian in his surprised voice before cutting off the phone.

It's okay. Keep drinking.

56 degree Baijiu, very sweet, more refreshing.

When drinking, you must feel it wholeheartedly in order to feel the taste of wine and concentrate.

After a whole bottle of Baijiu was drunk, Fang Yuan got up and walked out of the room.

During the day, the weather was still so good. Brother Fang was drunk when the spring wind blew. At night, the weather suddenly changed. The northeast wind blew and small snow particles hit his face.

Looking up at the dark sky, Fang Yuan only felt lonely.

Well, it's just loneliness, not pity.

Joke, if anyone thinks that brother Fang will feel sorry for himself after learning that Lin Er is going to marry Ma Jingtian and hit a nail from Xia naocan, it is definitely a joke.

He just felt lonely: there were so many people in the world that no one came to accompany him.

Even the donkey didn't know to call and say hello.

The old goat must be like an old woman now, holding a child in her arms, coaxing him to sleep -- without standing in front of him, you can see how ugly his obscene old face is full of kindness and kindness.

Or, moving.

Where's Kunlun?

When the name suddenly came out of his mind, he was startled.

He thought that he had forgotten Kunlun for more than four years, just like when he knelt on the ground and turned away regardless of Kunlun.

On this lonely night that had never been before, he suddenly thought of Kunlun, which should have been forgotten long ago.

It turns out that some people and things can't be forgotten if you want to forget them.

Even if you don't want to think of that person, it's more and more clear in front of you.

The mood of the square finally fluctuated, and the color of pain floated in the eyes looking up at the night.

He suffered because when he was with Kunlun, no matter how unpleasant things were, he would feel warm as long as he could see Kunlun following like a shadow.

He looked to the west, which was the direction of Kunlun mountain.

The mountains are cold, the snow is bigger than the mainland, and the night seems darker.

A man with his whole body wrapped in brown linen stood on the cliff and looked at the East like a wooden stake.

A long and narrow knife was inserted into the snow next to it, tied with black cloth and straight by the cold wind.

Mo Dao, a unique weapon type in Sui and Tang Dynasties, is mainly used by infantry. The blade is made of special grade spring steel to ensure cutting resistance. It is all made of medium carbon steel with blue surface and coated with hemp rope.

In view of the limitations of steel-making technology in ancient times, Modao was very heavy, but it made the nomads suffer enough.

At the command of the general, the elite soldiers of the Sui Empire, wearing black cotton armour and holding a strange knife, followed the drum, neatly like a moving pace of a mountain, slowly approached the Turkic cavalry galloping on their horses -- the north wind blowing, the war drum beating, the smoke rising in the distance, thousands of Huben stepping forward, waving the strange knife and landing on the ground!

How spectacular and exciting it is?

However, after coming to the great Xia Dynasty, the heavy unfamiliar Dao was eliminated from the army due to the weak body of Xia people and other factors.

On the contrary, Dongyang forged the world-famous Samurai Dao on the basis of Mo Dao.

This Dao is just like that. Its name is Kunlun.

The wind was very strong, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. Far away, it seemed that there was a roar of the big Sui Huben holding a street knife and fighting the enemy bravely.

The man in brown never moved, just like the Kunlun nearby, always waiting for the call of his master. Only the black cloth on the knife handle made a hissing sound of hunting.

Wind, sometimes just like the mood of girls, no matter how strong the wind is, it won't last long.

On the evening of the fourth day of the lunar new year, the northeast wind blew for up to four hours and gradually became smaller.

The snow also stopped. Fang Yuan just shook his shoulders and shook them down. He turned and walked into the house: it had been frozen outside for so long, and the heat generated by drinking had long been frozen away.

Fortunately, there is a quilt.

In fact, the quilt is the most loyal. No matter who sleeps it and what mood it is, it can give that person as much protection as possible and make people feel the warmth of their mother's arms.

Lonely people can always sleep sweetly from their mother's warm arms.

Like a square.

The fourth is not a square: during the Chinese new year, I don't go out to play mahjong for a few circles at night, but wrap myself in the quilt and sleep. I'm sorry for this holiday.

However, the fourth is not very lucky tonight. Before 1 a.m., he lost all his private money and walked listlessly.