Chapter 398: Who will be served on the table for a reunion dinner?
The words Feng Ju said were still the same clichés, just like the old tunes that have been ringing in his ears countless times, without any freshness.
However, the tone that was originally accustomed to being majestic, indifferent and even a little bored became so gentle.
Feng Yuhuai almost suspected that there was something wrong with her ear, and suddenly she felt that the father's attitude towards her brother also made her very unfamiliar with her.
Her temples beating rapidly like drums, and every beat was warning to her brain.
At this time, Feng Yuhuai felt that his brain was under tremendous pressure, like a server about to collapse, a little overloaded.
A variety of information and emotions surged into her thoughts like a tide at this moment, stimulating her mind.
Her thinking seemed to be a mess of silk thread. The originally ordered logic was now in chaos and began to get a little stuck.
The previous feeling of chaos, splitting, hysteresis, and insufficient memory came again, making her feel like she was going back to the dull "downtime" state before eating.
Feng Mu smiled on his face, and the dynamic vision of lv3 can clearly capture every stiff and hypocritical muscle tremor on his good father's face, and can also keenly detect the sudden, frame-lossing dissonance on Imoto's face.
"My good father's acting skills are still not good, and my stupid Imoto seems to be not enough." Feng Mu found it very interesting. He showed a nearly perfect smile on his face. The smile seemed to have been rehearsed countless times, and every detail was impeccable.
He spoke quietly: "My father is right. The family should indeed sit together at a table for dinner."
Feng Yuhuai witnessed the strange scene of a father, a filial son, and an extremely real person, and his mind was fighting:
"What's wrong with this world? Two days ago, my father was "rebellious son" and he whispered. Why did he become a person today like an amnesia?"
"I also couldn't understand Feng Mu at all, could it be..."
A creepy thought slowly rose in her mind, licking her heart like a cold snake,
"Not only me, but my father and brother were also parasitized? Our family is actually the same, they all want to eat each other?!!!"
As if to confirm Feng Yuhuai's guess, the next second, she heard the affectionate conversation between the father and son.
The sound seemed to be played from some old tape, with a strange sense of distortion, as if every syllable was elongated and distorted, and finally spliced together at an unnatural rhythm.
It's hard to say if others hear this, but this is what it feels like when it falls into Feng Yuhuai's mind at this moment. "Today is a day worth celebrating. Your mother carefully prepared a table of hearty dishes at home. We must all be there. We must go home tonight and have a reunion." "I understand. Mom has called me, and I will definitely go home to have dinner on time."
After the father and son made an appointment, they looked at Feng Yuhuai with a smile on their faces.
The smile seemed like some invisible pressure, instantly covering her.
The curve of the corners of their mouths is completely the same, and even the depth of the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes is not bad, as if they were carved from the same mold.
I was originally a father and son, but my expressions were consistent and became even more similar.
Feng Yuhuai stood quietly, meeting the loving gaze of her brother and father, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an indescribable chill rushed straight from the soles of her feet, causing her to shivered involuntarily. Feng Yuhuai's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and her eyes wandered back and forth between the father and son, trying to find a flaw in their expressions.
But no matter how she looked, she could only see two very familiar faces with her facial features that were somewhat similar to her.
Before, Feng Yuhuai really wanted to have dinner with her family, and she even looked forward to tonight's reunion dinner. But suddenly, she didn't want to go home for dinner.
Eat, eat, who knows who is served on the table?
If only she was parasitized, then there would be no problem, but if the whole family was the same, then it would be hard to say who would follow his taste.
The most important thing is that the word "reunion and reunion" is spoken from her brother and father, which makes her feel a strange sense of familiarity.
The signs are not very good!
Feng Yuhuai barely squeezed out a smile. Although she felt unwilling to do so, under the gaze of those two pairs of eager anticipation, she could only grit her teeth and agree obediently:
"Okay!"
After saying that, Feng Yuhuai was not willing to stay in place for a moment, so she took the initiative to urge and follow the female doctor to hurried to the medical area.
Not far away, after Feng Yuhuai finished talking to his father and brother, he was taken away by medical staff, Cui Cui hurriedly pulled Zhang Liyao and chased after him.
Zhang Liyao followed helplessly, and her eyes couldn't help but secretly glance at the appearance of Feng Ju and Feng Mu.
At the same time, he sneered in his heart and labeled the two of them. One was [Feng Yuhuai’s behind-the-scenes protective umbrella! ], the other one is [Birds of a feather? ? ? ].
The most new ⊥小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小� "Hurry up, Yuhuai is gone!" Cuicui urged.
Zhang Lijiu was pulled by Cui Cui and staggered a few steps, and had to speed up the pace. The figures of the two quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Feng Mu seemed to have some senses. He turned his head and his eyes passed through the dense crowd, landing accurately on Zhang Lijiao's back, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Imoto's roommate, is she secretly hatred in her eyes when she peeked at me and Feng Ju, it's interesting!" Feng Mu thought about something.
Feng Jue chatted with Feng Mu for a few more false words, then turned around and left, heading straight towards the rostrum, obviously looking for the special envoy.
As a noble person from the city of Uptown, the No. 8 Middle School naturally did not neglect the etiquette and sent the invitation early, although they did not dare to expect the special officer to really come.
However, unexpectedly, the commissioner actually attended the event with a look of favor.
At this moment, several school leaders were surrounding him, each smiling and attentive.
They were full of knowledge and knowledge, as if there were endless and inexhaustible witty words in their big belly, throwing them out one by one, just to make the commissioner happy and make him laugh.
The commissioner's smile seemed to be some kind of invisible reward, which made the school leaders' faces red.
It was not until he saw Feng Ju appearing in his sight that the commissioner curled his smile and waved his hand gently. The leader of the cadre school immediately retreated with great eyesight, like a group of flies who were aware of the knowledge and tactfulness.
Feng Ju straightened his back, raised his head, and walked over with glory. Soon someone cleared his seat, and Feng Ju naturally sat next to the special envoy.
Although it is still just an ordinary chair, at this moment, Feng Ju felt a sense of joy that he was already sitting in the upper city and becoming a superior person.
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(This chapter ends)