Chapter 3

A few seconds after the message was sent, a voice request popped up on the screen.

Fu Tong pressed to accept, and Wen Rong's voice immediately came out of the microphone: "Have you met him?"

The words were very direct, and there was a little concern.

Fu Tong's fingers trembled unconsciously, and after a while, he whispered: "I met him... the new one in the Monster Bureau is him."

Wen Rong was stunned.

He knew very well what happened to Fu Tong and the Monster Bureau during this period. When he didn't know that the person behind him was Fu Qianyuan, he thought it was the Monster Bureau and he was looking for trouble. Now he knows, so some things can be thought of.

Then I understand.

But Wen Rong didn't know what to say for a moment.

After all, the past of Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan is indeed a bit complicated.

Wen Rong is the only person in the monster circle who has a little understanding of the past of Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan, because nine years ago, he took Fu Tong down from Longxun Mountain.

At that time, Wen Rong entered the world and practiced. He accidentally met Fu Tong when he was passing by Long Xun Mountain. He still remembers Fu Tong's appearance at that time. He was obviously an adult, but he looked weaker than some underage kids.

, a small ball curled up and hid there. No matter what Wen Rong asked, he just said that he was waiting for someone.

The person waiting for is Fu Qianyuan.

Wen Rong raised a cub, and he was so pitiful that he was so pitiful that he stayed on Longxun Mountain for three months, and talked with Fu Tong from time to time.

Later he was about to leave. Before leaving, Fu Tong went to see him off and walked all the way in silence. When he was about to leave the mountain pass, he suddenly spoke to Wen Rong in a particularly sad voice and asked, could he take him with him.

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He said the feeling of waiting was too hard.

He couldn't wait, nor did he want to wait.

At this time, Wen Rong realized that the cub in front of him had been waiting on the mountain for 1,500 years.

Starting from the age of 260, it is 1,500 years.

Such age may not be anything to the eyes of the big monsters, but for Fu Tong, it was almost his life.

Wen Rong has lived for so many years, and that was the first time that he felt distressed for people other than Wen Lang.

He took Fu Tong away from Longxun Mountain.

Now, nine years have passed, the weak baby has become the extremely fierce Yazi, and the person he has been waiting for for so long but has not been able to wait for, has also appeared.

Ridiculous to say.

Fu Qianyuan did not appear in the most difficult 1,500 miles of Fu Tong. When Fu Tong finally came out of the past, he came.

It's better not to come so late.

Wen Rong protected her shortcomings and wished that Fu Qianyuan would never appear in Fu Tong's life again, but he knew in his heart that the matter between Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan was not something that could be useful if he was bystanders like him said.

Thinking of this, he hesitated for a moment, and then asked Fu Tong: "What are your plans?"

As he asked, there was a silence on the other side of the microphone.

After a long time, Fu Tong's voice sounded and said, "I don't know."

Wen Rong sighed silently.

He was not surprised by this answer, and he also knew that Fu Tong could not be indifferent to Fu Qianyuan at all. This can be seen from his name.

Fu Tong was not called Fu Tong before, but changed his name when he came down from Longxun Mountain.

Fu is Fu Qianyuan's Fu.

They are the same as you dream several times.

In addition, as a traffic singer, Fu Tong has never listened to love songs and never sang love songs in the past nine years.

Wen Rong knew that he could not forget Fu Qianyuan.

Such a good boy, how could he be so bad?

Wen Rong felt sorry for Fu Tong, but didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only remain silent with him.

And at this moment, I suddenly heard Fu Tong speak: "Forget it."

Wen Rong didn't react for a while: "Hmm?"

Fu Tong lowered his eyes: "He wants to waste, then I will waste with him."

Wen Rong keenly realized that there was a story behind this.

He thought about it and couldn't help asking: "Did Fu Qianyuan say something to you?"

This time, there was a voice in the microphone almost instantly: "He wanted to get back with me, and he also tricked me with a special dog."

At the end of the day, you can still hear a bit of gritting teeth when you listen carefully.

Wen Rong:?

No, your reaction seems a bit different from what I imagined.

How can emotions become so fast?

Wen Rong could not quite understand the thoughts of these young monsters, but Fu Tong seemed to suddenly have the desire to speak. He reversed his previous silence and told Wen Rong about what he had in the Monster Bureau today.

After saying that, he didn't forget to ask: "Do you think Fu Qianyuan is a very dog?"

Wen Rong: "..."

He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Yes."

Then he quickly captured the key point: "In other words, you have to go to the Monster Bureau tomorrow?"

Fu Tong didn't hesitate this time: "Of course I have to go. Actually, there is one thing I regret, that is, during the limit of more than 40 minutes, I was standing there stupidly. It really lost the price, and there was that time.

Wouldn't it be good if I just stroke a vase and hit Fu Qianyuan on the head?"

Wen Rong: He is complicated inside.

He finally knew that someone had led his silly and sweet little boy.

Forget it, just be happy.

Wen Rong felt helpless and worried that Fu Tong was holding on. He habitually wanted to ask more questions, but before he could speak, he heard Fu Tong's voice coming out of the microphone.

"The more I think about it, the more I feel angrier, the more I regret it. I am so angry. How can there be such an angry person?"

Wen Rong was silent for a few seconds, probably understanding that Fu Tong really didn't need anyone to comfort him now.

The world of young people is indeed not something he can understand.

After confirming that Fu Tong had nothing to do, Wen Rong felt relieved, and then chatted with him for a few more words and hung up.

Fu Tong turned off the screen and was about to put his phone back in his pocket when the Dingdong prompt sound of WeChat suddenly rang.

He thought it was someone from the gay friend group who was having fun, so he clicked in. The one that appeared on the screen was not a group chat message, but a few new friend requests.

[Rao She never rambles] Request to add you as a friend.

Verification message: Rao Shu.

[Captain of Urban Management Brigade] Request to add you as a friend.

Verification message: Fan Xiu.

[Big White Rabbit Milk Candy is the best] Request to add you as a friend.

Verification message: Bai Tang.

[My coffin board can't be suppressed] Request to add you as a friend.

Verification message: Xue Ling.

[Hold Azai to take a nap] Request to add you as a friend.

Verification message: I miss you.

Fu Tong saw the request at the bottom first, not because of his nickname and verification message, but because of the avatar - a small white animal drawn with a marker, with a fluffy all over her body and a little bit of it at the end of her tail.

It looks a little sharp like a sword.

That was Fu Tong's prototype, except for him, only Fu Qianyuan had seen it.

So who this person is self-evident.

Fu Tong opened his eyes and first passed the request of the above people. When he returned to Fu Qianyuan, he paused for a moment, and then ignored the past directly.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

...

Three seconds later, a new request popped up on the page, and it was Fu Qianyuan.
To be continued...