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934 Your dad, my dad

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    The memory of the void came to an end again, and the scene in the alien space of the Tiberian Heart was still unclear.  Su Muhua had a vague feeling about this.  As the memories were unblocked piece by piece, and as the spiritual link continued to strengthen, she was finally able to see what was happening in the different space.  And when she was able to go back to the original appearance of the alien space in the memory world, that was the moment she found a way to cross the void and locate the Tiberian Heart.  Eternal Night on the other side of the earth is fully mobilized, and all parties are mobilized to plan the next operation in full swing.  They must race against "gods" and the forces behind them through all kinds of intelligence, and must find a way to overtake before those people close all the loopholes.  This is not easy.  According to the information currently investigated, it is as if the name Tiberium Technology Corporation has never existed and has been completely annihilated in history.  All the clues have been cut off, and even the few parties that the old lady has some memory of have been eliminated.  But Yang Qi believes in her own abilities. What she needs to do now is to adjust her condition and wait patiently.  In the desert, a bonfire rose.  The roaring night wind blew across the entire desert, lifting three feet of flames and carrying countless sparks into the distance.  Beside the fire, Jonathan looked at Yang Qi, and after a moment of silence, he said, "How is it?" This question was confusing, but Yang Qi knew exactly what her cousin wanted to ask.  She took a deep breath and scratched her hair in distress: "Hey, it's hard to say. Lao Zade is not easy to see through. Even after seeing two memories of Lao Auntie, I still feel that there is a lot of confusion about him. He  It's very complicated, with many faces, and it's impossible to tell which face is his true face, or which look or word represents his true intention. I can only say that there is indeed affection between him and the old aunt.  . But it¡¯s hard to say how deep the feelings are, and whether the death of my aunt is really related to him. " "Well" Jonathan was silent for a long time, stirring the fire, and the firewood made a beeping sound.  Yang Qi knew very well that Jonathan didn¡¯t want to accept Donald¡¯s words from the bottom of his heart.  No one with any hope would believe that his father killed his mother.  This is too cruel, too cold.  Who can tell the truth hidden deep in the darkness of history?  As far as the memories I see now are concerned, that Adamzad had no reason to kill Su Muchion.  But Yang Qi¡¯s eyes narrowed again, and that ferocious look appeared in front of her eyes again.  Language is a bit poor, and the word "violent" can hardly describe Yang Qi's feeling at this moment.  She knew very well that she was also very fierce, her eyes were very evil, and her smile was evil.  But that look in Adam's eyes was different, definitely different.  Just as he was thinking about things, Jonathan spoke again: "I know this very well. In my memory, that person is also a very difficult person to understand." "Tell me about it?" "Okay." Jonathan  He had never spoken so many words before, but tonight, he talked endlessly.  In his recollection, his childhood life contained only a cold and forbidding old compound, a group of proud, fanatical, and self-important brothers and sisters, a period of comprehensive, cruel and rigorous training, and teams of indifferent robot-like guards.  .  The so-called father-son love and father-daughter love don't seem to exist at all between Lao Zade and his children.  He is more unkind and makes people's hair stand on end than the coldest iron-blooded emperor. Not to mention companionship and love, it is impossible for children who are not good enough to even meet him.  In those childhood days of little Zaid, being summoned by old Zaid was a supreme honor, which meant that he or she must be outstanding in some aspect.  It must be valuable.  And those who are really bad will quietly disappear from the training camp after a while, and no one will mention them or remember them.  Jonathan is not outstanding, but he is by no means the worst.  To be honest, Jonathan has done well in many aspects, but he has never been called.  Even Donald, the loser, was summoned twice. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Jonathan was so despised and despised by Donald.  The only summons occurred when Jonathan was seven years old. In that summons, Jonathan was led into a hall.  Directly opposite the door, there is a huge floor-to-ceiling window.  Outside the window are towering snow peaks, and the white snow reflects the cold and strong light under the sun.  In the dazzling white background light, the young Jonathan was unobstructed, unopened, and expressionless, just looking coldly ahead like a lone wolf.  In front, there is a huge desk.  Behind the desk, there is a simple but impressive large chair.  The seats are facing away from each otherThe door was open, so Jonathan couldn't see what the person sitting on the seat looked like.  He could only vaguely see an elbow placed on the armrest of the seat. Judging from the shape of the elbow, the owner of the hand was supporting his chin, as if thinking about something.  All of this, in the eyes of young Jonathan, was like a huge and heavy black mountain pressing in front of him, making him ignore everything else and only the ever-expanding black projection in his eyes.  Soon after, the person sitting in the chair seemed to wave his hand, and the attendant next to him read out his decision: After Jonathan completes the training camp course, he will be dispatched to Hong Kong.  Hong Kong is a good place, but as far as the power of the Zade family is concerned, going there is tantamount to exile.  In the only meeting between father and son, Lao Zade didn't even say a word, didn't even look at him, and seemed to not care about his son at all.  "From the beginning to the end, all I could see was the back of the chair. There was no sound, no face, and no other communication. So, I really don't understand the relationship between father and son." At this point, Jonathan suddenly thought of  What did he say, and turned to look at Yang Qi: "By the way, what should a normal father be like? What is a normal father-son relationship, father-daughter relationship, like?" Jonathan, I really want to know.  "A normal dad" Yang Qi squinted her eyes, recalled her memory, and suddenly burst out laughing. She lay down on the sand with her head on her arms.  She looked at the planets in the sky, her eyes filled with warmth.  The memory went back to twenty-six years ago in the blink of an eye, when Yang Qi was just born.  Newly born children have poor eyesight, cannot see very far away, and hear sounds vaguely and unclearly.  But at that time, Yang Jin's tenderness and care transcended the boundaries of sight and hearing.  I remember when the baby was just born, Yang Jin was restless and didn¡¯t dare to hold or let go of the baby.  I remember that in order to comfort his wife who was in extreme pain, Yang Jin stayed with her day and night and listened to Ruanyu's voice.  I remember that in order to reduce the baby's jaundice, Yang Jin put the baby in the sun and massaged his warm hands.  I remember that after my baby developed the bad habit of waking up as soon as he was put down, Yang Jincheng held the baby weighing more than ten kilograms all the time just to give the baby a reassuring heartbeat and embrace when he had a good sleep.  I remember that my father, who always cared about his image, made all kinds of funny faces and cat-like voices in order to make his son laugh. He danced around without caring about his image, and looked like a crazy fool.  Although he does not have a distinguished family background, does not have extraordinary earning power, and cannot travel around the world with him.  But what he can give is far more precious than family background and money.  Although he also criticized harshly, beat people ruthlessly, and captured people unselfishly.  But this kind of dad is really not bad.  "I don't know if my father is a 'normal father', but I know very well that he is definitely a very good father. He may have many sides, but every one of them is very good." Yang Qi wiped her nose  , full of pride, his face shining: "To be honest, your dad is far worse than my dad!" Looking at Yang Qi's face full of happiness, Jonathan stayed for a moment, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Yes, that's right  I absolutely believe it." Jonathan felt confused, shook his head, stood up, and walked away quickly: "I'm going to see if there is any news about Apo." Yang Qi didn't move, lying on the ground with her legs crossed, shaking her feet, and then turned to look.  Turning to the other side: "By the way, shouldn't you tell me something?" In the direction she was looking, Qi Meng's body was coming like a dream.  The indifferent Valkyrie walked up to Yang Qi and became furious when she saw her: "What can I say to you? As a daughter, you have given me the task of taking care of my mother.  "Isn't it a shame?" "Isn't it because you are better than me? I can only do some fighting and killing. How can I be better than you in terms of mental health? Besides, isn't my mother your mother?  Not yet, but sooner or later, I just called you 'take care of mom'!" "Look at how shameless you are!" Qi Meng flew up with a kick of iron sand.  Of course, it is useless to hit the body with just gravel, not to mention that Qi Meng did not use any strength at all.  But when the sand splashed on her face, Yang Qi covered her eyes and rolled out with a scream: "Wow, ah, eyes, eyes! My eyes! I'm going blind!" Look at the professional look like rolling around on the ground,  Qi Meng was about to explode with anger: "Get up!" "Okay, I'm up." Yang Qi got up, then closed her eyes and began to touch with her hands, focusing on her vital points: "Everything is touched."  Forgive me, I'm blind." "Pa, he pushed away the devil's hand, and Qimeng felt that he was about to endure it.She reached her limit: "Stop messing around!" Yang Qi squeezed her eyes and came closer: "Then give me a blowjob." Faced with such a knife, Qi Meng was so angry that he gritted his teeth.  Taking a deep breath: "Okay, okay, I'll blow it for you¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª!" Hula la la, the strong wind passed over the sandy plain, crackling, and the wind blew up the green powder.  The sparks in the campfire flew into the distance.  And in the distant place where Mars flies, another fierce storm is about to blow.
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