I am Feng Jun

Chapter 205

Duanmu Ming's expression was a little confused, and he whispered softly in his mouth. Although the voice was very small, Shen Ci's sharp voice could be heard clearly.

"What did you say?"

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows and asked puzzledly.

Why did you come in during the daytime when Grandpa was taking a bath just to miss your landlord?

"You, the landlord, I."

The excited Duanmu Ming was a little incoherent, which made Shen Ci more and more confused.

"What is the relationship between the master and your landlord?"

Although Shen Ci had a faint guess in his heart, he was suppressed.

impossible?

"You look almost the same as the landlord in my impression."

Duanmu Ming stared at Shen Ci in the faint water mist, and said word by word.

The delicate eyebrows, the straight bridge of the nose, and the thin pink lips, every part of it resembled his landlord.

And that sharp little canine tooth!When it is revealed, there will be a little bit of sharpness, showing that lingering aura.

Everything is so familiar.
Shen Ci was silent for a while, his temples were slightly protruding, and his expression was a bit indescribable.

However, his frown and frown fell into Duanmu Ming's eyes, even though it was a little blurred in the mist, he could still recall the man who taught him how to prepare medicinal herbs when he was young.

The deliberate intimidation when he made a mistake, the seriousness when explaining the properties of the medicine, the frowning when he was drowsy, and the gentleness when he was hugged back to the bed.

Between the eyebrows and the amorous feelings, there are all his shadows!

The air gradually fell into a strange silence, the two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Shen Ci stroked his thoughts, while Duanmu Ming was immersed in the familiar eyebrows.

After the water temperature gradually dropped and the permeating mist gradually dissipated, the clear and beautiful face came into Duanmu Ming's eyes, and he was more and more confirmed.

"It's the same, it's really the same!"

Duanmuming exclaimed a little out of control, and his breathing became more and more heavy.

They are almost [-]% similar, even he dare not imagine that there are two faces so similar in the world!
"You stop!"

Shen Ci stretched out his hand to stop Duanmu Ming who was about to walk forward, retracted his hand after he stopped, and stroked his forehead helplessly.

"You mean to say that my master looks the same as your landlord?"

Shen Ci asked with a slanted eyebrow.

What kind of bloody plot is this?

Shen Ci complained over and over again in his heart, and secretly rolled his eyes.

Duanmu Ming nodded seriously when he was less than two meters away from the bathtub.

"Well, the same."

This face, no matter what, it is impossible for him to admit it wrong!
"When did your host disappear?"

"23 years ago"

When this matter was mentioned, Duanmu Ming's mood fell instantly, and there was a touch of sadness in his words.

"That year he was eighteen, and as usual, he left the things in the building and went out to travel. He often did this, and he often didn't go back for ten days and a half months.

We have long been used to it, thinking that this time it will be the same as before, and he will come back in a short time.

But who knows, after he went out this time, he hasn't returned for 23 years."

23 years!
The five children who followed him back then are all grown up now!
Now except for Duanmu Ming, who is only 29 years old, the other four have passed their [-]s.

The first thing they found was actually the landlord's son.
Duanmu Ming lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and said in a low voice, his voice was not as clear as before, but rather dull.

Shen Ci in the bathtub fixed his eyes after listening to it, tapped his fingers on the water surface, and counted the time in his mind.

It seems that it is also suitable?
After waking up in Ciyuan, he also inquired about Jiang Ni from Beixia.

As far as he knew, Jiang Ni was brought into the Shen residence by Shen Yinchu 23 years ago.

Shen Nanzhu was born one year after the two got married, and the original owner was born seven years later.

Afterwards, Jiang Ni survived the hell because of dystocia, but after giving birth to the original owner, his body was extremely weak, and he passed away before the original owner was full moon.

And 23 years ago, he didn't know whether Jiang Ni was eighteen or not.

"You, do you know who your father is?"

Duanmu Ming asked with a trembling voice, his eyes were full of anticipation and hope.

"Forehead"

Shen Ci's throat rolled when he heard the words, and seeing Duanmu Ming's appearance, he couldn't bear to tell him that the father of this body died 16 years ago.

Or because the original owner died.

This is a bit hard to say!

Although it was not because of him, who would believe it!
"Farewell son!"

Duanmu Ming couldn't help but take a step forward, his expression was a little anxious, as if he couldn't wait.

"Please also tell me where he is now!"

They have been searching for so long, and now they have finally found Shen Ci. This person is probably the landlord's son, how can he bear it?
Because there was no news from Tingzhou, Shen Nanzhu concealed that she was looking for her younger brother.

Therefore, Duanmu Ming didn't know that the person in front of him was actually the second son of the Shen family in the imperial capital.

And his father was also the master of the Shen residence who passed away 16 years ago.

"Well, you calm down first." Shen Ci stared at him and said in a deep voice.

"It's just a face, it doesn't explain anything, if it's not, wouldn't your excitement be in vain?"

"No, no!"

Duanmuming shook his head violently and said, the smile on the doll's face also became a little distorted.

"It's rare to see such a beautiful face, let alone a face that is almost the same, there must be a relationship between you!"

And the most reliable relationship is father and son!
Duanmu Ming said firmly, he also had an explanation for the familiar feeling before.

No wonder they thought this Young Master Ci was so different, as if they had seen him there before.

Looking at it now, the descendants of the host are of course very similar to the host.

Not only the aura is similar, but the face is also similar.

No wonder they feel familiar!
If he hadn't made up before, they would have recognized him the first time they saw him!

Seeing Duanmu Ming's anxious look, Shen Ci's mouth twitched slightly, this man probably already decided that he was the son of their landlord.

but--
"I don't think this matter should be so hasty. You have to wait for my father to take a shower before analyzing it with you. Don't make a hasty decision."

Shen Ciyu said earnestly.

Duanmu Ming's eyes were a bit complicated, looking at the face that completely overlapped with his memory, his eyes couldn't be separated.

Shen Ci was stared at a little hairy.

He is not afraid of being looked at by others, the key is that he is still in the bathtub!
"Then can you tell me, what is your father's name?"

Give him a name so he can feel at ease.

Duanmuming lowered his eyes and meditated in his heart.

"Jiang Ni"

Shen Ci slightly raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and then said lightly.

This name is like a switch, which instantly opened Duanmu Ming's tear valve, and the crystal liquid slid down the corner of his eyes and flowed to his lips.

"The surname is Jiang, his surname is Jiang, the surname is Jiang."

Duanmu Ming said with trembling lips, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, "It's him, it's him, it's him!"

Although they never knew what the real name of the host was, they did know that the host's surname was Jiang!
"Then don't bother Mr. Ci for now, but please come to Mingyuexuan after Mr. Ci is busy?"

Duan Muming solemnly clasped his fists and bowed in front of Shen Ci.

Shen Ci twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly. Although he thought it was a bit ridiculous, he also knew that he couldn't refuse, so it was better to figure it out.

"it is good"

Shen Ci nodded and responded.

"Thank you, Mr. Ci." Duanmu Ming heaved a sigh of relief, and his expression was somewhat respectful.

(End of this chapter)