"Then you don't have any family? Your family should be looking forward to your return for the New Year, right?" Qiu Yiren asked curiously.
Chen Zongheng suddenly turned his head, his eyes like swords, and glanced at Qiu Yiren coldly.
At that moment, Qiu Yiren's whole body... her pretty face turned pale, and her delicate body was as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Take care of yourself, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
Chen Zongheng's voice was as cold as cold, and every word was like a sharp sword, piercing the heart with every word.
Qiu Yiren's pretty face was extremely pale and embarrassing,
At this moment, her heart almost jumped out of fear.
Why don't you just care about it? Why is it so bad?
Her pretty face was complicated, she turned her pretty face away and whispered in her heart.
However, it is absolutely impossible for her to say such words in front of Mr. Chen.
She still wants to live a few more years.
Chen Zongheng was calm and indifferent, like a stone sculpture, sitting quietly in the Mercedes-Benz.
Christmas?
New Year?
Spring Festival.
These are the big and small festivals in ordinary people’s lives.
It doesn't exist in his life at all.
He is a machine.
A machine without flesh and blood and without emotions.
The mission he was given was to kill people.
Apart from killing, he doesn't need anything else in his life.
Machines don't need these things.
In his eyes, there are no festivals.
These are burdensome to him.
When people celebrate the Spring Festival, they laugh and enjoy the festive atmosphere in the warm fireplace.
He was in the freezing Antarctic continent, crawling in the biting snow, hunting and sniping an important international terrorist figure.
On the National Day, people talk and laugh, travel together, relax, and celebrate the National Day.
Armed with a sword, he went deep into the battlefields of Western Xinjiang alone, killing Japanese pirates and leaving the ground covered in blood, just to carry out his mission.
When people, members of the Mid-Autumn Festival, celebrate it with their families.
Covered in blood, he was still on the battlefield, killing the enemy.
No matter how round the Mid-Autumn Festival moon is.
No matter how delicious the reunion dinner is.
To him, it's all just luxury.
this world,
How can there be any quiet time?
It's just that someone is guarding the border for you.
Chen Zong sat in the car, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and glanced out the window with light eyes.
The eyes are countless cold and desolate.
Qiu Yiren on the side, with complicated beautiful eyes, looked at the man next to her with confusion?
For some reason, for the first time, she felt an inexplicable emotion toward this mysterious man.
Even she herself didn't know that emotion.
Is it sympathy?
still…?
…
A fleet of Mercedes-Benz cars speeded through the streets on a rainy night.
Half an hour later, it slowly stopped at the entrance of Qiu's Manor.
Along the way, no accidents happened.
The bodyguards opened the car door respectfully.
Escort Qiu Yi and Mr. Chen off the bus.
Today is Christmas. Although it is a holiday overseas in the West, the festive atmosphere has also spread to the east in the hot summer.
The nanny came out carrying a bag of apples.
Give them to the bodyguards one by one.,
One apple per person on Christmas Eve to show peace and tranquility.
Chen Zongheng was also assigned an apple.
The nanny aunt handed an apple to him.
However, Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold and he glanced at the apple lightly.
Didn't pick it up.
"Hey, come on. Sending apples on Christmas Eve can represent peace and good luck." Qiu Yiren stood aside and reminded him.
"No need." Chen Zongheng replied coldly, then bypassed the nanny, turned and walked towards the lobby of the villa...
It was really, extremely cold.
The nanny looked astonished:...
Qiu Yiren was also a little confused, but she was used to this man's coldness.
She smiled apologetically at the nanny, then took the apple and trotted to catch up with Mr. Chen.
Regardless of Mr. Chen's refusal, she boldly and proactively stuffed the apple into Mr. Chen's suit pocket.
Chen Zongheng turned his head and stared at her coldly?
"It means peace. Accept it and don't give it back to me, otherwise it won't work." Qiu Yiren's attitude this time was a bit tough, telling Chen Zongheng to accept the apple.
Chen Zongheng's face was cold and he was stunned for a few seconds, and finally acquiesced.
He just let the apple sit in his pocket.
Turned around and walked into the living room.
Christmas Eve, tonight’s dinner is particularly sumptuous.
Tonight, Qiu's mother, Luo Xiangnan, cooked in person and prepared a table full of sumptuous dishes for everyone.
Sweet and sour pork loin, West Lake vinegar fish, braised pork, chicken stewed with mushrooms, shredded potatoes, braised turtle, garlic Australian lobster... and a huge cheese cheese pizza...
A series of sumptuous Jiangnan dishes filled a long table.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, it was drizzling and the wind was biting.
But in the lobby of Qiu's villa, there is a warm atmosphere, harmony and warmth.
The Qiu family of four, the two sisters Yiren Shuangxia, their father Qiu Huaihai, and their mother Luo Xiangnan, sat around the dining table and made Christmas wishes.
However, Chen Zongheng, sitting in front of this dining table, seemed a little abrupt and weird.
Christmas?
This, to him, was something that never existed.
In these years, he has never really spent a holiday.
Because he doesn't need it.
But today, he suddenly... sat in the Qiu family villa for the first time, spending the holidays with this family?
this.
It made him feel a little baffled.
Completely unable to integrate into it.
I remember that two years ago, the same day must have been Christmas. That year, he was still holding a weapon, alone, and embarked on what was known as the most terrifying aircraft carrier fleet in the entire Western Pacific.
USS Ford.
That year, on Christmas Day, he fought a bloody battle against an entire aircraft carrier group by himself.
The killings raged and blood stained the entire Western Pacific.
And, last year, Christmas.
He was imprisoned in the eighteenth level of hell.
All day long, I faced the dark iron room.
A few hundred meters outside the room is a huge nuclear reactor.
A nuclear weapon is aimed at him 24 hours a day.
He could even smell the intense radiation emitted by the burning nuclear reactor all the time.
In recent years, killings have been rampant.
He had never been able to sit in a quiet and peaceful villa for a day, with gentle lighting and a sumptuous dinner.
The air conditioner is blowing heat.,
At the dinner table, there was laughter and laughter.
These days have never happened before.
At this time, Chen Zongheng was sitting at the dining table, looking a little strange.
Because he couldn't integrate into the atmosphere in front of him.
At the dining table, the family began to use their chopsticks to enjoy the dinner.
"Xiao Chen, this is the cheese pizza that Auntie and I cooked by myself. You can try a piece." Luo Xiangnan gently used a knife and fork to cut off a piece of hot pizza and handed it to Chen Zongheng.
The aroma of pizza cream and cheese spreads instantly.
However, Chen Zongheng lowered his head and glanced at the pizza on the plate.
Some don't know how to use the knife.
Luo Xiangnan cut off another piece of pizza and handed it to her daughter Qiu Yiren.
But Qiu Yiren waved her hands repeatedly, "Mom, I won't eat it, the calories are too high. I can just eat vegetables."
Qiu Yiren refused again and again. How could she dare to eat such a high-calorie food like pizza now?
She wants to lose weight.
These days, due to her busy work schedule, she did not go to the gym, causing her weight to soar by ten pounds.
It’s almost breaking the 100-pound limit.
Qiu Yiren has become seriously aware of the necessity of losing weight.
So now she started to go on a crazy diet to lose weight.
"You girl, you will starve yourself sooner or later." Mother Luo Xiangnan spat at her daughter and handed the pizza to her youngest daughter Qiu Shuangxia.
Under the autumn frost, he was not afraid of the newcomers. He picked up the pizza excitedly and started to eat it.
The personalities of these two sisters are really completely different.
My sister is extremely reserved and eats like a rabbit.
But my sister, Qiu Shuangxia, is like an out-and-out foodie.
More like a greedy cat.
The family began to enjoy dinner happily.
In front of Qiu Yiren, there was a bowl of vegetable salad, which was regarded as dinner.
Chen Zong was sitting in front of the dining table and glanced at her calmly and indifferently.
"I said, if you continue to diet, your body's sugar function will be insufficient and your physical fitness will decline, which will pose a threat to your health."
Chen Zongheng reminded him calmly and indifferently.
Then, he suddenly moved the piece of pizza in front of him to Qiu Yiren.
Um??
Qiu Yiren raised her head in surprise and looked at him with a confused expression??
The sister on the side, under the autumn frost, also widened her beautiful eyes, a little dumbfounded, a little shocked, a little stunned?? A little... sour and jealous??
this??!!
what's the situation??
Qiu Huaihai and Luo Xiangnan, the couple at the dining table, also turned their heads in shock and looked at each other...
Xiao Chen took the initiative to hand the pizza to Yi Ren??
The words seemed indifferent... but... everyone could hear that... they were caring about Qiu Yiren?!
The atmosphere in front of the dinner table instantly... became a bit awkward.
The family seems to have had some misunderstanding?