There is a small villa on this floor, and Albert lives alone on this floor.
After entering the villa, Cheng Qianxun looked around: "It's much worse than your previous manor."
"The previous manor has long been abandoned, as is the case in many places on the earth, because of zombies.
Although it is not as good as before, it lives higher than before."
Albert walked to the closet, which was full of photos.
She also walked over and looked at them one by one.
I saw a slightly yellowed old photo, which was exactly the one that Abbott stuffed in his wallet during the campaign.
It was a family photo with his first wife.
She picked it up and said, "You still have this photo."
Albert's attitude was still very calm: "After all, she helped me give birth to three children, and one of them is still my favorite."
She should be referring to the general.
She put the photo back to its original place: "The general is indeed very outstanding and has inherited most of your advantages."
"Including trying to have children."
Albert picked up a photo of a child, which should be the general's childhood: "He pays too much attention to racial optimization, and I have always been afraid that he will go to extremes.
I am also wrong, I choose women He always asked what was good about these women.
I told him my opinion, but now that I think about it, what he actually wanted to ask was what was the difference between these women and his mother, but I didn’t understand clearly. " The general was indeed very cute when he was young, and he became handsome when he grew up.
Now, as time passes, he becomes more and more masculine.
In fact, her parents were good-looking.
As Albert's wife, Catherine not only brought Albert a certain social status.
There are also children.
After a long time, I look back.
No matter how unbearable it was at the time, I still feel that it is at least somewhat useful now.
Everyone is dead, and only the bones are buried in the graves.
She thought of someone: "What happened to Barron?"
"Barron?"
Albert stretched out his hand, picked up one from behind a pile of photo frames and handed it to her.
It was a photo of two people.
It was taken when the new city was first built.
Both of them were about fifty years old. about.
But the obvious difference is that Albert is still so attractive, while Barron has a Mediterranean head and a belly that is as big as a four-foot waist.
"He only lived to be fifty-eight.
He died of myocardial infarction.
He kept telling him to lose weight, but he couldn't."
Albert put the photo back to its original place.
She picked up a frame and said with a bit of joy, "Great-grandson" "Yes."
Albert said with a bit of helplessness, but obviously proud: "The eldest son.
This kid is better than me.
He gave birth to a child in his early twenties.
And his son is even faster."
Looking at so many photos, there are more than thirty, large and small, filling the entire desktop. . .
Her mood was hard to calm down.
It is human instinct and desire to have more children and grandchildren.
Seeing Albert's children and grandchildren made her really happy for him.
Albert looked at her with a smile: "When are you going to have children?"
She was stunned and smiled.
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I don’t know, I really don’t know.
I don't know if she can have a child in a body like hers, or even survive, so she should snicker.
Albert saw something.
Sighing slightly: "I know you are different from ordinary people.
You say it is a crime for me not to have more children, but you just want to see me marry a wife, have children, and live a peaceful life."
She couldn't help but laugh: "Life must be uneven, but there are enough things happening."
The two of them smiled at each other, and there seemed to be more joy between them than before.
Amelia was not asked to cook dinner.
Although Amelia was very willing to cook, in order to take care of her physical inconvenience, she still asked Albert's dedicated chef to cook the meal.
With Albert here, chatting and laughing are inevitable.
Albert was more eloquent than the general.
After all, he had practiced it in hundreds or even thousands of speeches.
Can quickly grasp people's psychology and find topics to talk about.
What Emilia wanted to talk about most was either her children or her profession, and how she met the general.
After being teased by Albert, he started talking and kept talking until the end of dinner.
Judging from Amelia's attitude towards her, Cheng Qianxun also felt something was different.
Of course he was more polite, but the difference was that there was a kind of respect in the politeness. . .
It should be her relationship with Albert.
As for what kind of relationship it is considered to be, let’s not think about it.
After dinner, Albert didn't want it to end there, but still reluctantly asked the general to take her back to her room.
Understand that it’s not that Albert doesn’t want to keep her, but that he is old.
It seemed that Albert would take the first step.
After so many years, Albert wanted to leave a good impression in her heart.
There is no shortage of women for him, even if there are many, he does not need this age.
Emilia followed, walking her to her room with the general.
The general said softly: "My father seems very happy, thank you."
"You're welcome.
I'm very happy to see your father."
Walking in the corridor, I suddenly felt like I was in a dream.
I often feel like I am dreaming, whether it is a nightmare or a sweet dream, everything in life seems to be illusion.
I want to see Albert, but if Albert is no longer alive at this time, just knowing that everything is fine while he is alive, that is enough.
I helped her arrange a two-bedroom apartment.
It can be said that the specifications are very high.
The decoration inside is simple and user-friendly, and it is also clean.
He thanked the general and sent the general and Emilia away.
I saw a change of clothes already laid out on the bed.
What she wears is simple, just a regular army uniform.
After taking a shower, lie in bed and turn on the TV.
The news is full of zombies, but what is different from the previous news is that instead of zombies chasing and killing humans, humans lure zombies into an encirclement and then eliminate them in a concentrated manner.
The real scenes don't even need a host to explain, and they can make people's hearts beat wildly.
About fifty zombies were attracted by the fresh meat hung by the aircraft.
They chased the meat and fell into the pits dug in advance.
They then fired at them with guns and then the aircraft flew above and poured gasoline on them.
A bullet was fired into the already quiet pit, and a raging fire suddenly ignited, sending out billowing black smoke.
Don’t we need to attract more high-end talents?
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Look carefully, these aircraft are all from this country.
It should be sent out by generals or united to fight together.
Maybe there are enough talents, and the two new cities only have this capacity, and this is the maximum capacity.
The one who escapes first is naturally the most powerful.
He is also the most afraid of death.
You can fly here only if you have resources, and you can control it easily if you are afraid of death.
Now arranging people to help deal with the zombies can show his selflessness and his status as the world's policeman.
The zombies are being eliminated, and humans on earth are slowly restoring order.
Hopefully, after the last thief is shot, the mission will be completed.
Otherwise, I really don’t know where the target is.
At least his teammates are safe for now, and the general has no reason to kill them.
And with Albert watching, the general obviously still listened to and respected Albert's opinions.
Just leave the TV on.
She leaned on it in a daze until a piece of news appeared and she suddenly woke up. . .
Early in the morning, in the hanging garden.
The air is very fresh.
Although it is at a high level.
But unlike rooms that only have residential functions, garden windows like conservatories can be opened.
It only takes an hour or two for all the air inside to be replaced, and it is blown in with the wind from high altitude.
Coupled with the large area of plants inside, it feels like being in a real above-ground garden.
There are also birds chirping around you, and this is truly an ecological cycle.
While eating breakfast, Albert looked at her: "Did you not sleep well?"
"Yeah."
She responded.
Last night was another night of tossing and turning.
Just in time to say: "Worried about teammates."
Albert comforted: "Let them come in two days.
It's hard to meet, if they are here now.
I feel like a monkey in a cage showing them, and your fiancé...
I'll fight But him."
It's funny, but it also has a bit of sadness about aging.
But it still made her laugh, and she looked down at the dining table: "Why is it all vegetarian in the morning?
There must be some ham, bacon or something."
Unsweetened milk cereal, or fruit.
"I'm afraid of getting fat."
Albert said with a grimace, "Just be patient and ask others to do whatever you want to eat later, otherwise I won't be able to bear it."
Could it be that for the past thirty-seven years, Albert has not eaten breakfast every day?
Not only breakfast, he also ate a little bit of yesterday's lunch, afternoon tea, and dinner.
Such a tall man eats even less than she does.
She said firmly: "No, I want to eat meat.
Ask the chef to make two poached eggs and three fried sausages now.
I want two portions."
When Albert hesitated, she shouted like a child: "I want to eat, I want to eat."
"Okay, okay."
Albert picked up the intercom next to him.
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After a while, someone came in with a plate.
One copy was about to be placed in front of Albert, and Albert pointed: "Give it all to her."
"Yes" the other party did as he did without questioning.
He looked at the other party with a smile as he placed the plate in front of him.
On the two plates, the poached eggs were tender and slightly yellow, and the sausages were fried to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding fragrance.
"You, you are getting smaller and smaller as you live.
Eat."
Albert looked at her helplessly.
"Here."
She used her finger to push one portion to Albert, and her voice couldn't help but become gentle: "You're already old, eat it.
In the future, you can eat whatever you want, and don't diet anymore. " Albert looked at her, then took the plate and started eating.
Eating very slowly, as if savoring the taste.
She also started to eat.
Although she didn't speak while eating, she felt full after talking a lot.
After eating, sit for a while and take a walk together.
When I get tired from walking, I sit on a bench and quietly look at the fallen flowers, green grass, and beautiful gardens.
"Cheng."
Albert asked, "Can you tell me where you are from and who you are?
I am already very old."
He is indeed very old.
He is over seventy years old.
Death at any time is considered the end of one's life.
But it still didn't work.
After thinking for a long time, she whispered: "Albert, do you believe that there is a soul after death?"
Albert looked at her: "I didn't believe it until I saw you."
Yes, she was unnatural and could be explained, so Albert began to believe in the existence of metaphysics.
"I can't say now.
Everything will be known after you die."
She looked at the cherry blossom tree in front of her.
The petals were falling more than yesterday, like rain.
This kind of tree is like a firework.
When it blooms, it blooms like fire.
When it falls, it looks like the tail flame of the firework.
When the petals begin to fall, the flower quickly withers, and the previous splendor only remains in the memory.
Julian's death touched her greatly, and because of this, she worked hard to keep a distance from any man who had a crush on her.
And Ragassi in the Sumerian scene was only twenty years old when he died.
So she always warned herself not to have love or involvement with any man in any scene.
But sometimes love is like this, it can't be suppressed or stopped.
Another man, no matter how cautious she is, still loves her for the rest of her life.
Albert didn't ask her if she would fall in love with him if she were an ordinary person.
There is no need to think about this issue at all.
If she is an ordinary person, Albert may not love her; if she is an ordinary person, then this love is something ordinary people cannot refuse, and love itself is inherently conditional.
It was time for lunch, and the general came with Emilia.
The general noticed something different about lunch: "Why is it so rich?"
The main reason was that there was a large piece of steak on Albert's plate, and yesterday, he always ate half of it.
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Albert replied: "I won't lose weight anymore."
The general was a little surprised, and she joked: "Because it's better for a man to be a little fleshy."
"The same goes for women."
Albert smiled and said to Amelia: "Don't be afraid of being overweight when you are pregnant.
Although you have to keep your weight within the range, you can't be too thin.
I understand my son.
Don’t be afraid of getting fat and having more talented and smart children, or be afraid that they won’t go to your place to take care of your children.”
After hearing this, Amelia lowered her head slightly and smiled, probably acquiescing to Albert's words.
Albert has always been known as a good father, and the general is his most beloved child and has always been with him.
After finishing the meal, the staff started collecting the plates.
The next step should be to sit and chat.
Cheng Qianxun said that he would go back to rest first and take a nap.
Emilia immediately said flatteringly: "Then I will postpone the afternoon tea to three o'clock."
The general nodded in agreement and was about to send her back.
"Wait a minute."
Albert said with a smile on his lips, "Cheng, there is one missing knife."
He was about to quibble, but saw Albert raising his eyebrows.
She stamped her feet and murmured in a low voice: "Oh, that's so annoying."
She took out the hidden table knife from her sleeve and placed it on the already cleared dining table.
"What do you want a knife for?"
Emilia looked at the table knife on the table in surprise.
She lowered her head slightly and twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingers: "Silver, very beautiful, I want it."
She lied without blinking, and her acting skills became increasingly mature.
The general also smiled and shook his head: "It's silver-plated.
If you like it, I'll give you a set of silver ones when you get back."
"Okay, thank you in advance."
She pretended to be a money addict.
Albert reminded again with a smile: "The fruit knife looks like it's not made of silver."
Seeing everyone's eyes turning over, she could only sigh and bend down, pull out the fruit knife from her socks, and throw it on the dining table
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