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Turning around from north to south, she looked at him from top to bottom. Cheng Mu Yang allowed her to scrutinize him; his legs were long, and sitting there with his hands resting on his knees while looking at her was enough to create a strong presence.

I was awakened by my brother's phone call. The place where she and he were sitting was separated, almost as if they were looking at each other from a distance, unable to walk over. "Have you not been sleeping? What newspaper are you reading?"

On days with good weather, one often cannot see their shadow; however, on such overcast and rainy days, one is too lazy to go outside again, whether sitting, lying down, or simply resting on Cheng Mu Yang's lap, it is extremely quiet.

Cheng Mu Yang glanced at his watch and said, "Within thirty seconds"

After he finished speaking, his hand had already slid to the side of her face, gently stroking her skin with his fingertips. And those eyes, no longer the rich brown of the deep night, instead possessed a translucent luster, so beautiful that it drew attention.

She asked him, "What did you say?"

The wager between the two individuals is how many seconds the cat can endure

"Those who have trained for a long time possess exceptionally keen eyesight," he continued her thought, "not only are they suited for close combat, but they are also equally skilled in shooting, right?" He asked her with great interest, his words slightly unclear due to chewing on mint leaves, reminiscent of his voice during that late-night phone call.

Recently, it has been the plum rain season here, and I have not seen the rising sun for over a week. She stretched out her limbs and said, "You know, during the day, only at sunrise can you look directly at the sun without hurting your eyes; instead, it can enhance your vision."

Her tone was relaxed, as if she were asking when this rain would finally stop

When the two elderly ladies finally decided to let her go, Nanbei discovered that Cheng Mu Yang was still playing with the cat

The call ended at 5:17

He heard footsteps but did not look up; instead, he turned the page with a rustle: "It is not yet dawn, why am I awake?"

The darkest time before dawn further highlights the light of the wall lamp

Cheng Mu Yang

But what she wants to see is actually his hand

However, such matters are not worth quibbling over

While on the plane, I happened to overhear three fellow passengers discussing the matter, and to my surprise, Cheng Mu Yang was also paying attention to it

It doesn't matter

North and South were left in a state of both laughter and tears: "What kind of thinking is this?"

This slogan from the 1980s, when spoken by the old aunt, is truly hard not to laugh at. She has indeed discovered that these two old aunts are incredibly endearing, though they always like to inquire about Cheng Mu Yang and her life in Belgium. She avoided discussing the actual gunfight where the two first met and instead chose to share some amusing anecdotes.

"It doesn't matter." He repeated once again

He smiled enigmatically, quickly shook his hand, and the cat meowed in complaint, sliding down from his arm: "Twenty-three seconds"

Finally, Cheng Mu Yang flicked his finger and sharply tapped his forehead, quickly and in a low voice, he said a few words

Cheng Mu Yang suddenly spoke a sentence in a language she did not understand

He also looked at her, his hands that had skillfully ejected the magazine, chambered a round, and pulled the trigger last night were now merely tapping on the wooden railing

Most Russian men lack a sense of responsibility, enjoy drinking, and have a bad temper. He supported her arm until she safely landed. As for women, they are all beauties, and their numbers are overwhelming, making it a veritable paradise for men.

North and South relied on their memories to recall the initial boredom, asking Katyusha about phrases like "I love you," which were entirely different. Of course, she also believed that Cheng Mu Yang was not so boring, so she treated it as a game and agreed.

She did not expect that he would agree so readily: "Alright, but first tell me, what do you want me to say?"

Then, she stated it to him in a precise and methodical manner

Somewhat languid and indifferent, yet the content of the conversation is hard to ignore

I also understand a little, it was taught to me by my older brother. Whenever she mentions Nan Huai, she always smiles softly, like a spoiled and pampered little girl. He started practicing 'Sun Gazing' every day from the age of seven or eight, staring at the rising sun.

"These are indeed absent," he glanced at her, smiling like a cunning old fox, "purely for amusement. For instance, the mayoral election in Moscow, the voting, in your eyes, is merely a stage play. To put it simply, suddenly someone loses the president's favor, perhaps it is the dark forces behind him that are in conflict? Or is it a failure in some market investment? It's like you clearly know that history is this way, yet the textbook presents a different narrative. Don't you find that quite interesting?" For instance, the mayoral election in Moscow, the voting, in your eyes, is merely a stage play. To put it simply, suddenly someone loses the president's favor, perhaps it is the dark forces behind him that are in conflict? Or is it a failure in some market investment? It's like you clearly know that history is this way, yet the textbook presents a different narrative. Don't you find that quite interesting?"

Cheng Mu Yang was dressed in simple and appropriate casual attire, wearing white slippers, sitting in a high-backed rattan chair, flipping through the newspaper in his hands. On the low rattan table, there was a pot of tea

Cheng Mu Yang spoke this sentence to her very slowly, as the slow delivery highlighted the cold softness of his tone

If she had known at that time that he was also born into such a family, perhaps she would have made different choices. At the very least, she would have told him why she had to return to Wanting.

She smiled with her lips pressed together and said, "And then? What did you say next?"

Is there any other purpose for the Shen family's journey

Suddenly, a faint rumble of thunder emerged, as if it were muffled within the clouds, the tone deep and resonant

Cheng Mu Yang seemed to sense her curiosity: "Do you want to know what I just said?"

Amidst the thunder, she said: "I am sorry"

The time when the sky is about to brighten. She pushed open the glass door of her bedroom and stepped outside

Mathematics? It seems that the program is studying physics? The old lady found it interesting, thought for a moment, and nodded, "This is good, this is good. Mastering mathematics, physics, and chemistry, one can travel the world without fear"

She simply squatted down, stroked its head, as a gesture of affection

She let out a brief "oh", which is easy to remember

He understood a little. He bit the leaf between his teeth and smiled faintly, as if it were there and yet not there

On the distant lake surface, there are scattered fishing lights that have not yet extinguished, and the air carries a slightly damp scent, as if there has just been a brief rain. Fortunately, the rain protection measures on the terrace here are quite good, preventing any accumulation of water that could soil clothing.

Mathematics, "North and South mentioned the major they gave up halfway, still feeling a tightness in their temples, "It's hard to learn, very exhausting."

The complete meaning of this sentence is, "There is a hint of teasing in his smile, 'Cheng Mu Yang is a good man.'"

Before the words were finished, Xiao Feng had already stood up from the rattan rocking chair and opened the glass door to the terrace. A damp breeze swept across the lake, causing the curtains on both sides to rustle as the glass door opened.

She let out an "oh" and said, "Such an official newspaper, don't tell me it will report on where arms deals are taking place today"

What a delightful interest

She let out a sound of "oh"

The joints of the back are extremely smooth, bending gracefully with a beautiful arc. This is a mark left by practicing martial arts; such characteristics would not appear without at least ten years of training. If there had been any doubt about his identity at the time, such obvious signs would not have been overlooked

She smiled as she avoided his hand, making an effort to break the overly ambiguous atmosphere: "So, in Moscow, this is how you invite women?"

She has always had little resistance to animals that are too delicate and adorable

Breakfast ended at 7:30. Nanbei thought that Cheng Mu Yang would inevitably disappear like the previous two days. To her surprise, he seemed quite relaxed, sitting outside the glass door, playing with the cat while she chatted idly with two aunts in the living room downstairs.

The sound of lightly tapping wood is slow yet rhythmic

To quote Nan Huai: Being deceived? Do not blame others; it is your own foolishness.

He grew up in Russia, you know, where the male to female ratio is nearly one to three, making men a scarce species, which naturally leads to a more pronounced sense of masculinity. He smiled and extended his hand to her, saying, "Jump over here"

She smiled and asked, "Do you understand Muay Thai?"

So certain?

He let out a soft "hm" and continued to play leisurely with the stubborn cat

The distant sky has begun to brighten, yet it remains overcast with thick clouds. From here, the surface of the lake appears hazy, shrouded in swirling mist, making it difficult to discern clearly

She looked at him

"Cheng Cheng said you were classmates back in Belgium?" The old lady in the black cheongsam smiled as she scratched the white cat in her arms, casually asking her, "What did you study back then?"

She thought for a moment and then smiled

She gazed at the boy's silhouette, speculating about what he had just said

Cheng Mu Yang retreated accordingly, returned to the side of the rattan chair, and threw the newspaper back into the bamboo basket.

May I ask you a small question

The first word is my name

She opened the glass door, and the sound of rain instantly grew louder: "Auntie just told me that you bought this house for them, to renovate and transform it?" As she asked him, the smallest black cat had already quietly approached, rubbing against her leg and rolling over affectionately.

"It's nothing," he said, resting his elbows on the railing beside him, leaning there, "I am talking to the breeze."

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Yesterday's Russian "New Informant"

The kitten bit down contentedly; he wanted to withdraw his hand, but unexpectedly, the cat held onto his hand with both front paws, lifting it up forcefully. The two of them looked at the stubborn cat, exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but laugh.

The thunder is growing louder and louder

So he has been spoiled like this? She found it interesting

Cheng Mu Yang picked up a mint leaf from the porcelain plate on the table: "Are you referring to 'Wang Ri Gong'?"

The north and south corners of her mouth curled up as she nudged him: "Wake up, little boss Cheng, this is Zhejiang Province."

However, this bet itself is full of loopholes; one can only blame her for accepting it so easily, and cannot blame him. If one is willing to gamble, one must naturally be prepared to lose. She obediently followed Cheng Mu Yang in learning that phrase in Russian, and after repeating it three or four times, she finally remembered each pronunciation

North and South completely do not understand each other, only able to wait by the railing for him to explain.

When I was a child, they would often talk about Qianshan Township. Cheng Mu Yang also extended his finger, and the little kitten quickly opened its mouth, half biting and half holding his index finger. Unfortunately, this place was later flooded, leaving them homeless and without land to bury them. In the end, we could only settle for a compromise, building them a house by Qiandao Lake. When they passed away, they would be buried on a certain mountain here, which could be considered a return to their roots.

Hmm?

Only after finishing her words did she remember to ask him: "What does the phrase you just taught me mean?"

Nanbei grasped his hand and directly leaped over the waist-high railing. For someone who had lived in the primitive jungle since childhood, such obstacles and distances were truly insignificant

Cheng Mu Yang estimated that there is an eighty to ninety percent chance that the unfortunate former mayor of Moscow, who wavered between the two presidents, ultimately failed to play both sides and instead became a victim of the power struggle.

After two people exchanged some idle chatter, Xiao Feng finally got up from the rocking chair in a daze, rubbed his eyes for a moment, and gestured a few times at Cheng Mu Yang. Cheng Mu Yang spoke to him softly in Russian, and Xiao Feng pursed his lips, looking towards the south and north.

Both elderly ladies have remained unmarried, yet they have raised seven or eight cats

The north and south still lean against the railing, concealing a heart that continues to beat unevenly.

Do you want to know? He fell silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "How about we make a bet? If you win, I will tell you the answer. If you lose... you will have to learn to say a sentence in Russian like me"

She smiled, neither affirming nor denying

At that time, there were many reasons that compelled me to leave

"Almost," Cheng Mu Yang smiled faintly, "You know, most of the time when he and I are in Moscow, there are supermodels surrounding him, and it is quite normal for them to be devoted to him."

I?'' Cheng Mu Yang repeated the Russian words she did not understand, and then quietly translated for her, ''I told her that this girl needs to apologize to me first

She observed the kitten, still resolute, and confidently asserted: "It should be able to hold on for another minute"

I said, "He lifted her bangs from her forehead, looked into her pair of shiny black eyes, and said, 'Xiao Feng, you better find another place to sleep, because right now, I want to kiss this little girl.'"

I?'' He smiled slightly, withdrew his hand, ``In Moscow, I am usually the one who is invited.''

Nanbei was first taken aback, then helplessly complained, "Can you be any more shameless?"

Xiao Feng said, "You woke him up from his sleep." Cheng Mu Yang threw the newspaper onto the table and walked over, "He said, usually women should apologize to men, and the best way to do so is through submission"