Suddenly, Leng Shuang seemed to once again see the uncle standing in the observation tower, holding the maritime satellite phone, and said in a low voice: "Hey, this is Zhang Yuan..." Then, he seemed to see Zhang Yuan saying, "If not She saved me, oh, no, if she didn’t save Liu Gensheng..."
The next shot is the action of the uncle touching the nose, and then the action of Zhang Yuan touching the nose!
Uncle stood on the big runner with cigarettes in his eyes looking into the distance, Zhang Yuan looked at the sea while standing on the pier with cigarettes in his eyes!
Leng Shuang understood at once, she whispered softly and softly, "Uncle..."
Zhang Yuan didn't deny it, but responded, "Well..."
The same gentleness, the same breath, the same voice in the ear, exactly the same, if you don't look up at Zhang Yuan's face, you can't feel the difference between the two at all.
"Zhang Yuan, I know, I found the secret and connection you mentioned." After a while, Leng Shuang suddenly raised his head and said.
"Oh? So smart Yuan let go of her hand and let her sit upright, but he didn't want to shrink back, still holding Lengshuang's smooth waist, Lengshuang did not refuse.
"Okay, let me talk about it." Leng Shuang wiped her tears again and smiled and said, "The first time I met you, it should be in a BMW store. I didn't know you at that time. I was surprised. The reason is because of your voice, but you have known me a long time ago, so you have seen me before that."
"En, that's right." Zhang Yuan nodded.
"Besides, you have so many girlfriends, you don't like... from Africa."
Zhang Yuan interrupted, "Stupid, teasing you, I like you, I really like you, although I am lustful, but I don’t look for women all over the street. I have many women, but they all agree with each other. I have bizarre and even thrilling stories, and some have experienced life and death, which is why I can’t give up any of them.”
"Well, if you say that, it proves my guess. You won't like a woman easily. It shows that you and I have also had bizarre and thrilling experiences of life and death."
Zhang Yuan's smile became more and more prosperous, and he snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, you are getting closer and closer to the truth."
Leng Shuang followed his train of thought and said, "You and I have stories, but I don't know why? It's because you perceive those stories in a different way!"
"You are so smart!" Seeing that all the events were about to be revealed, Zhang Yuan couldn't help holding up Leng Shuang's pretty face with joy, and kissed him hard on the smooth cheek.
A red cloud suddenly floated to Lengshuang's cheeks, and then she said again, "Combining you and the uncle have the same movements, the same voice, and so many similarities, so my conclusion is..."
Zhang Yuan widened his eyes and looked at Leng Shuang, "Say, don't confuse me."
Leng Shuang chuckled, "You are twins!"
"Pop!" Zhang Yuan hit the floor with his chin.
"Isn't it? Many twins have telepathy. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, one will have a cold in the United States and the other will feel it in China. So I think you and the uncle are twins. You can feel what he sees, he You like me so you like me, so that you can explain everything." Leng Shuang firmly believes in his own reasoning.
"Well, in fact, your reasoning is basically correct." Okay, let me think about it again, but I ask you, you can feel what the uncle does, and what you do, can the uncle also feel it? "Leng Shuang asked again.
"Of course, you can." He was originally a person.
"Then we are like this today, uncle feels it too?" Leng Shuang was a little nervous, pinching the corner of his clothes with his fingers, "Will he be angry?"
Zhang Yuan smiled and shook his head, "No, on the contrary, he is still very happy, because I do anything like everything he does."
"So good." Then Leng Shuang did something that Zhang Yuan didn't expect.
Leng Shuang also learned Zhang Yuan's movements, holding up Zhang Yuan's face, and kissing him on the cheek. This sudden kiss made Zhang Yuan's eyes widened in surprise for a long time and couldn't believe it.
"Transfer it to the uncle for me, let him pay attention to his body, and come back early." Leng Shuang said.
"Uh... Uncle said, let me touch ten squints for him..."
"No! Uncle himself will not touch him! You are all stinky rascals! Now I'm going to eat!"
Seeing her daughter and Zhang Yuan walking out of the room one after another, Lengshuang’s parents were naturally in a good mood. The family finally happily finished a meal. Aunt Lengshuang at the dinner table kept asking about Liu Gensheng again, Zhang Yuan had no choice but to perfunctorily, because this kind of thing was afraid of procrastination. Aunt Lengshuang had only met Liu Gensheng once, and she didn't talk about feelings at all. After a long time, she will look down.
After eating, Zhang Yuan left. Today's goal has basically been achieved. Although Leng Shuang has not discovered the truth yet, he is not far from the truth.
In fact, Zhang Yuan wanted to impulsively tell the truth more than once, but he still resisted it. His current identity has not yet established himself in Leng Shuang's heart. If Leng Shuang knows that he is an uncle, he still has so much. Wife, will Lengshuang accept it? It's hard to say.
When Zhang Yuan left, Leng Shuang could not wait to come to the entrance of the lane and asked the old newspaper seller. After asking, he realized that the old man's grandson used to study in that kindergarten, but once his grandson was out of school after school. He was hit and killed by a car. Since then, the old man will sell newspapers here every day, imagine the happiness of the year, and at the same time go to the school gate to maintain traffic when the kindergarten is over to prevent the tragedy from happening again.
While lamenting the old man’s experience, Leng Shuang also learned more about Zhang Yuan. She has lived here all her life. There are many old men who sell newspapers, and she has not found the connection, but Zhang Yuan is nothing but Zhang Yuan. After coming two or three times, she could see the connection at a glance. She admired Zhang Yuan more.
Is he just an eighteen year old boy? Leng Shuang looked at the direction Zhang Yuanche was leaving, in a daze.
Zhang Yuan was about to drive towards Tonghai, but he received a call from Miwei, "We are at Emgrand KTV, come here."
Zhang Yuan smiled, "When do you like singing?"
"Come and have fun, talk about something by the way, and arrange it for you." Miwei said with a smile, a man who understands the meaning of his arrangement.
"If the scorpion isn't there, you can mess around, and you are not afraid that I will give you a short report.
"Haha, we mainly talk about matters." It seems that Hua Xie is still quite good at managing her husband. Hearing her name, Mi Wei immediately changed her mouth.
"Well, that's it."
The Mercedes-Benz immediately turned around and drove towards Emgrand KTV.