The high-hanging heart was put back to its original place at this moment.

"I'm not dead."

Yi Zhongzheng did not move, but slowly opened his eyelids, and a low and slow voice wrapped around sighs and helplessness.

"oh."

Si Sheng took his hand back and subconsciously placed it behind him.

Like many years ago, when I secretly went to study Yi Zhongzheng's machine desk, I was hit in a straight look.

The caregiver who was sitting up, stayed for a while, seemed to realize something, got up, and walked out of the bedroom quietly.

He forgot to turn on the lights, and the bedroom was still dark.

The room was very quiet, Si Sheng was standing beside the bed, with a black shadow, tall and thin.

Unconsciously fiddling her hair, she drooped her eyelids, stared at Yi Zhongzheng in the dim room, and said, "I dreamed that you were leaving."

"It's about sooner or later."

Yi Zhongzheng did not avoid this question, "You have been out there for so long, and you should have accepted it."

“…”

Si Sheng didn't say anything.

“Go back to sleep.”

Yi Zhongzheng was very weak when he spoke, but when he ordered Si Sheng, his words were straight and full of confidence still gave him the illusion of being full of confidence.

Si Sheng didn't move and said, "I can't sleep."

"How old is you, I have to find someone to chat with you in the middle of the night." Yi Zhongzheng was quite disgusted.

Before he was ten years old, Si Sheng occasionally woke up in the middle of the night. No matter how late he was, he would knock on Yi Zhongzheng's door and didn't speak after waking up. Yi Zhongzheng was so sleepy that he would carry her to sit down, and then chat with her all the time until she felt sleepy that she sent her to bed.

It has been more than ten years since Si Sheng can't remember the topic Yi Zhongzheng said during a chat.

However, there are always dim lights in my memory, and the room is not bright, and Yi Zhongzheng's voice is slow and long, making people drowsy.

Si Sheng asked: "Can you talk?"

In the darkness, Yi Zhongzheng lifted his eyelids and threw her a cold eye, "Go and move the stool."

"oh."

Si Sheng turned around, dragged a stool, placed it beside the bed, and sat down.

"What are you talking about?" Yi Zhongzheng asked her.

After thinking about it, a figure popped up in his mind at the first moment. Si Sheng was slightly stunned and said, "Ling Xize said you gave him my dowry."

"……Um."

Yi Zhongzheng did not deny it.

I wanted to sue Ling Xize, but I didn't expect Yi Zhong to agree. Si Sheng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you like him?"

"like."

"What should I do if I don't marry him?"

"Then you will live your life alone."

“…”

Si Sheng was speechless.

As if she knew what she was thinking, Yi Zhongzheng taught her a lesson, "Don't think about living without worries. Sometimes multiple worries can make you cherish your life even more."

"What a pity, my life is worthless." Si Sheng murmured in anger.

"I raise you so big, so why do you think of yourself as a mustard?" Yi Zhongzheng snorted coldly.

“…”

Si Sheng was in a position of fault and could not respond.

Yi Zhongzheng said again: "Think about it carefully."

The teeth smacked down lightly, and made a little noise, and Si Sheng brushed away his emotions.

With his hands on both sides of the stool, Si Sheng raised his eyelids and said slowly: "Five years ago, I went to Xiangcheng."

Yi Zhong was watching her, waiting for her follow-up.

"You said you were born in Xiangcheng and came to the city for your grandmother. At that time, I heard that there was a hidden mechanical arts family in Xiangcheng, which was very powerful. I thought it was the same as you, so I went to find it."

After a short while, Si Sheng said slowly, "They hid in the deep mountains and forests and built a city of organs, which was majestic and well-known. I said I wanted to break into the city, but they gave up-"

"Give it?"

Yi Zhongzheng interrupted her.

"Okay, don't let it go." Si Sheng changed his words, "No one of them can fight, so I forced myself to break."

Yi Zhongzheng hummed, not knowing whether he was agreeing with Si Sheng's words, "No one of them can fight," or despising Si Sheng's "only know how to be tough."

Si Sheng ignored it and continued, "I think that the government is very capable, but it turns out that it is not useful. They are all commonly used, almost pediatric institutions. Compared with yours, it is far inferior to yours. Lao Yi, do they have anything to do with you?"

"No."

The two simple words are particularly cold and mixed with a hint of disdain.

"Oh." Si Sheng lowered his eyelids and then raised them up again, and changed the topic lightly, "Does that bridge designed by Si Mingsheng have anything to do with you?"

"Who did you hear?" Yi Zhongzheng's voice became serious.

Si Sheng asked: "Do you know Fan Fenglan?"

Fan Fenglan, the former head of Baixiaotang.

The day Si Sheng gave Ling Xize the drone, it was because he met him that Si Sheng agreed to Si Shangshan return to the Si family and find a way to investigate.

"Do you know him?" Yi Zhongzheng asked.

Not only do I know each other, but I am also familiar with each other.

However, when the words were just half true and half false, "That's right."

"What did he mention to you?" Yi Zhongzheng frowned slightly.

"I overheard it." Si Sheng said, "Say Yi Shici stole your drawings and gave them to Si Mingsheng. Is it the drawings of that bridge?"

When he brought Ling Xize to the alley for the first time, Si Sheng went out to relax because he found Ling Xize's tattoo and was a little uncomfortable.

She went to find Qin Rong.

I took a painting of Qin Rong and asked some questions.

Qin Rong told him that Yi Zhongzheng was indeed an engineering designer before, and had participated in many architectural designs, some of which were still famous. Between the lines, Qin Rong also mentioned a special architectural design, with a little regretful tone, which seemed to be unsuccessful.

Si Sheng was a little concerned, but when he asked, Qin Rong stopped mentioning it.

She asked Yi Zhongzheng if he had designed a bridge. Qin Rong should have guessed her purpose at that time, deliberately concealed it, and answered vaguely.

However, it's almost 100% of them.

Yi Zhongzheng pondered for a moment, "There are nothing in the past, you have nothing to do with it."

"Just ask."

Si Sheng said carelessly.

After a while, Yi Zhongzheng asked her, "Will you go to Si Mingsheng's birthday party?"

"It should go."

"He is an old fox, pay attention to him." Yi Zhongzheng in deep voice reminded.

Si Sheng curled his lips gently and muttered, "I'm not Yi Shici."

"You can make trouble and cause trouble more than her."

“I can solve it myself.”

"You are just too capable and lawless." Yi Zhongzheng criticized.

He looked at him silently, and Si Sheng was confident, "You are used to it."

“…”

In one sentence, Yi Zhongzheng was blocked and she couldn't teach her a lesson.

a long time.

Si Sheng suddenly raised his head, "Lao Yi, Xiao Ni has drawings of Yi's poems. I have read them and most of them are interior designs. But there is another one, which is a bridge..."

"The design is very similar to the one where Si Mingsheng became famous. Xiao Ni said that she had been painting the bridge a few months before her death. I think she might regret it a little. If..."

"If you see her, forgive her."

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