The tacit relationship continued until the day she died in battle. Even so, Chen Feng didn't feel particularly sad, he just felt that... there was just one less person in the world who could understand him.

That's it.

Click--

Chen Feng lit a cigarette, his eyes became muddy, and a lot of smoke came out of his mouth.

His smile was a bit bitter.

"It's good to understand, and it won't be too sad if you separate, probably that's it."

"Yes……"

Yihua felt that Chen Feng's mental fluctuations had changed a little, probably because his own problems caused something he didn't want to recall.

"Feel sorry."

"Apologize for the fart."

"Eh?"

"I'm neither angry nor sad. Your apology makes me very uncomfortable. Remember, I will give Lao Tzu a little dignity in the future. Don't move your head and apologize, understand?"

Chen Feng unceremoniously grabbed his face and said word by word: "Apologizing, it won't solve any problems."

"Then I won't say anything, huh!"

"Suddenly asked me this, do you want to be a teacher and a rebel apprentice?"

"It's... it's... it's not!"

Suddenly Chen Feng's thoughts were pierced, blushing, he threw away Chen Feng's hand that squeezed his face, and said loudly.

"You still know what you know."

"Hey, I'm not that bad, am I?"

Yihua puffed up her face, and she felt as if she was offended.

"Ha ha."

"..."

"Since you are so free, don't rest, go on, sit here!"

"Ah? Didn't you say it's good for half an hour?"

"Did I ask you to refute it?"

"Well……"

Yihua obediently obeyed, as long as others are stronger than her, she will shrink to be as conscientious as a kitten.

Next, like an interrogator, Chen Feng began to ask Yihua with questions in the form of idioms, and at the same time let her practice her expression and micro-motion control.

As long as Yihua was electrified once, Chen Feng would tell her where she was exposed. Yihua also worked very hard to make corrections, which can be said to be making rapid progress.

From the first four or five questions, the results were straightforward. In the end, Chen Feng even needed to ask nearly twenty questions to force Yihua to admit it. Such progress was only a few hours’ effort.

Her talent may not be said to be a genius, but her efforts can bring her closer to her upper limit of strength.

Achievement is like a test tube with water in it. Talent determines the maximum length and width of your test tube, and effort determines the height of the water flow in your test tube.

Yihua's introspection and hard work are indispensable for achieving such results.

As Chen Feng himself said, he is just a guide. It is the other party's business whether the person receiving the guidance runs or walks or climbs or even stands still.

He won't force it, he just came to fulfill his promise because he agreed to the request.

At the end of the first day of training, Chen Feng left in the hotel room to sort out what he had learned today.

Looking at the neon lights flashing on the street, what a peaceful day is... precious...

No air strikes, no explosions, no bullets, no stumps, no wailing...

There are mostly happy people, and he is fortunate to be one of them. This may be regarded as a gift.

It's very late now. When he arrives at the station, the tram must be out of service. The way to get back may only be by taxi.

But he didn't mean to go home directly. Tonight he remembered some things in his past, saying that it was impossible if he didn't care about it, but his mood became unstable.

After making a call to let Reggie go to bed first, he searched for a nearby bar.

Probably... only at this time can alcohol exert its greatest effect on individuals.

Walking into a bar at random, Chen Feng ordered something on the wine list and menu, and found a place to sit quietly by himself.

He didn't want to complain about anything, but he no longer needed drugs to comfort himself, and he was not allowed to get some strange hallucinogenic drugs to relax himself.

He is not alone. There is still a girl in the family who needs to take care of. Chen Feng needs to be responsible for this. He has always been a responsible man.

After ordering a cocktail, he ordered two liters of home-brewed beer. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he looked out at the street and the night sky.

All this is not clean, but it gives a sense of peace of mind.

A person drank the wine quietly, thinking about everything in the past, and didn't know whether it was enjoyment or torture, but Chen Feng was willing to do it.

After drinking a cup of highly tempered wine, the beer gradually decreased, and his head became a little confused.

In terms of his drinking capacity, these wines are not enough to produce such an effect. It can only be said that when a person wants to get drunk, a glass of beer may already be drunk.

Whether it was a sad thing or a happy thing, he had gone through it several times in his mind.

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised slightly, but his eyes were very complicated.

until--

"Huh? Chen Feng... classmate?"

It was the voice of a female, which diverted Chen Feng's attention from outside the window.

Inside the brown cashmere coat is a white knitted cardigan, and inside is a black and white dress with prints.

This is……

Chen Feng raised his head and saw the person calling his name clearly.

"Miss Ying Riri? This is a bar. Are you 18 years old?"