From childhood to adulthood, Duan Hengye has never associated the word "utilization" with Shen Yiyu.
If it were two years ago, Duan Hengye would have felt a little disdain in his heart when he heard what his father said. But the problem is that Duan Hengye heard this sentence two years later. The current Duan Hengye is no longer the otaku who once was on the earth. He has gone through two years of hard training in the interstellar era, and has experienced several This is a dangerous situation that is unimaginable for ordinary people in their lives.
It must be admitted that now Duan Hengye's perspective of looking at problems and thinking about things is no longer as simple as before.
Especially when Duan Hengye saw that after his father's voice fell, Shen Yiyu, who was kneeling on the ground not far away, did not refute him, but remained silent. Seeing this situation, Duan Hengye's heart fell heavily. In Duan Hengye's impression, Shen Yiyu was not someone who was willing to suffer. Even if the person Shen Yiyu is facing now is Duan Hengye's father, who is the head of the family, if what the other party said is incorrect, Shen Yiyu will definitely refute it, instead of choosing to compromise because of the identity of the speaker.
... Since Shen Yiyu kept silent, it proved that he really used himself as his father said.
Duan Hengye couldn't see his appearance now, but he knew that his face must not be very good.
Two years ago, Duan Hengye might not have figured it out, but now he understands that Shen Yiyu might indeed approach him with a purpose and take advantage of it. Although Duan Hengye was only a marginal person without real power at home, and was very "not doing a proper job", the relationship in the Duan family was very harmonious, and the family loved him very much.
Everyone knows that Shen Yiyu has a good relationship with herself, and this layer of relationship can also help Shen Yiyu occupy a favorable position in the power struggle in her own family. After all, on the premise that the entire Duan family is not too deeply involved with the Shen Yiyu family, the relationship between Duan Hengye and Shen Yiyu represents the meaning of the Duan family to a certain extent.
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Duan Hengye looked at Shen Yiyu, not knowing what to do for a while.
Just when he looked at Shen Yiyu in a daze, his father had already walked up to the second floor. In addition to kneeling Shen Yiyu, there is also Duan Hengye's cousin in the hall. Although it could be seen from the expression, Duan Hengye's cousins didn't want to see Shen Yiyu here at all. But the identity of the other party was rather special after all, seeing that he was still kneeling there motionless, after a while, one of Duan Hengye's cousins finally walked over, then stood opposite Shen Yiyu and said, "Mr. It's evening, you should go back quickly."
There are many ancient martial arts families in China, and each family has different genres and histories, and also derived different temperaments of its members. It is often said that the people of the Duan family have a refined temperament. It could be seen that even though he was very impatient in his heart, Duan Hengye's cousin was still very personable after walking to Shen Yiyu's side, and he did not show his unhappiness clearly.
For some unknown reason, Shen Yiyu seemed to be in a daze since Duan Hengye's father went upstairs. Now that he heard Duan Hengye's cousin speak, he slowly raised his head and glanced at him.
Shen Yiyu is a very decent person, no matter whether he is at a disadvantage or not, he always doesn't want to make himself look embarrassed. After reading the emotions hidden behind the eyes of the other party, Shen Yiyu slowly stood up from the ground. According to Duan Hengye's understanding of Shen Yiyu, after such a thing happened, he should leave his home quickly. But what was unexpected was that after Shen Yiyu got up, she did not walk to the door. Instead, she politely bowed to him and asked, "May I go see A-Heng now?"
... Duan Hengye did not expect that Shen Yiyu would ask this question after getting up. Does he want to see himself? But aren't you here
As expected in the depths of his heart, after hearing Shen Yiyu's words, cousin Duan Hengye, who was very polite just now, turned completely dark.
"Mr. Shen, it's time for you to leave." The man in black standing opposite said in a deep voice.
Shen Yiyu didn't speak, and the atmosphere in the hall became extremely serious for a while. Duan Hengye even felt that he faintly smelled the smell of gunpowder. Because of what Shen Yiyu and his father said just now, Duan Hengye now has a very complicated perception of Shen Yiyu, and he doesn't want to see him appear in front of him for the time being... But this does not mean that Duan Hengye wants to see Shen Yiyu and conflict with his family. Duan Hengye, who was standing in the hall, opened his mouth to speak, but after realizing that no matter what he said, they would not hear it, Duan Hengye clenched his fists again and continued to stand there quietly watching them.
Just when the atmosphere was about to continue to stalemate, Duan Hengye heard footsteps coming from the corridor on the second floor. Duan Hengye's father, who had just gone upstairs just now, reappeared at the railing. The man who took off his windbreaker was still wearing a black shirt without any decoration, and his expression was still so serious.
He glanced coldly at the scene in the hall, then lowered his head and said to Shen Yiyu, "Mr. Shen, it's getting late." Although Shen Yiyu can stand there and confront Duan Hengye's cousin, it doesn't mean he has the courage Facing Duan Hengye's father. After hearing the words on the other side, Shen Yiyu was silent for a while, then finally turned around, bowed deeply to the man standing on the second floor, and said, "...Sorry uncle, I'll leave now."
After saying this, Duan Hengye saw Shen Yiyu turn around and slowly walk towards the heavy wooden door of his house. Just like when he came, Shen Yiyu's back looked particularly lonely.
After Shen Yiyu closed the door of Duan Hengye's house again, Duan Hengye's cousins who were sitting together in the hall finally stood up one by one and walked to different rooms. Seeing the hall that had calmed down again, Duan Hengye thought for a while and walked towards the second floor again.
The Duan's mansion is very large. In addition to the bedrooms, there are also several living rooms and reception rooms on the second floor. After walking upstairs, Duan Hengye found that his father did not go back to the bedroom to rest, but sat alone in a small reception room at the corner of the second floor. There was a brown leather sofa, and a floor lamp was lit beside it. The light was a little dim, and the atmosphere was particularly dignified. In Duan Hengye's memory, his father usually likes to sit here when he is free. It's just that he used to come here to sit and read a book to relax, but today the expression on the man's face obviously has nothing to do with the word "relax".
Now that it was completely dark outside, Duan Hengye saw a cup of very strong coffee on the small table in front of his father. Just as Duan Hengye walked over, the man took a sip of coffee, and then suddenly took something out of the pocket of the windbreaker hanging on the side and put it on the table.
Duan Hengye recognized it—this was his cell phone.
The man sitting on the sofa suddenly got up after drinking this cup of coffee, and then walked to the side. Duan Hengye took out a mobile phone from his pocket after seeing his father walking into the balcony - someone is calling him now. After the phone was connected, the man seemed a little anxious. After saying a few words, he walked out of the balcony again, then put on a trench coat and walked downstairs quickly. Now Duan Hengye saw that his mobile phone was lying alone in front of him.
Duan Hengye was sure that no one could see him at the moment, and even the sound he made could only be heard by himself—of course, the weirdest thing was that he could only touch physical objects when no one was there. After seeing the phone lying in front of him, Duan Hengye hesitated for a while, and then slowly stretched out his hand. Sure enough, after his father left, Duan Hengye's hand touched the phone again.
After two years of not touching this thing, Duan Hengye even felt a little strange after touching this cold metal object again. But obviously his phone has not forgotten his owner.
The phone's fingerprint lock was unlocked, and Duan Hengye's breathing stopped when he saw the familiar interface. His fingers trembled slightly and moved towards the screen, then hesitated for a moment and then clicked on the novel reading software installed on his phone.
The book "Dumping the Stars" was still lying on Duan Hengye's phone.
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At this time, a long time has passed since the start of the war, and the entire interstellar media is all focused on that little corner of the interstellar space. Regardless of whether they are participating countries in the war or not, everyone is waiting for the end to come.
After all, no matter what the outcome is, it can be expected that this war will definitely set the tone for interstellar development in the next few decades or even hundreds of years.
Finally, under the expectation of hundreds of millions of people in the interstellar space, this extraordinarily long stellar explosion finally ended. I don’t know if it is because people have paid little attention to this natural phenomenon before. In their impression, it seems that this is the biggest stellar explosion in recent decades.
Although the natural activities have now ended, because the phenomenon is very unstable, no one dares to go in and look for participating mechas.
All are waiting for the final result outside the core of the star explosion.
Time passed by minute by minute, just when some people in Interstellar couldn't help being discouraged again. The Yetian Empire's military headquarters in Nanzhuxing suddenly received a very familiar signal. The owner of this signal was their marshal, Meng Jinhuai.
Mecha Nan Wei carried it over and sent a signal to the outside world!