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Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband Chapter 41: New Year and New Year

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Ling Zhen didn't sing words, instead of all single syllables, he sang a melody softly.

It was a song humming by the fairy in Leng Ji Yue Gong, talking about loneliness and longing. Ling Zhen simply sang for a short while, and suddenly missed the peaceful and peaceful time in the fairy palace before realizing that he had been away from home for so long.

It's been a long time to consider this place as home.

Ling Zhen stopped, curled his lips and smiled, then turned to ask Wei Xi, "Does it sound good?"

The man beside her suddenly reached out and pinched her wrist.

Ling Zhen’s singing voice is very ethereal, and she can sing a simple melody like a natural sound.

But Wei Xi suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.

She is like a little fairy, singing a song like the sound of nature, and when she finishes singing, she will float away in the wind.

The picture was beautiful, but Wei Xi instantly crawled out of the thin black line from the bottom of her heart, and subconsciously clenched her wrist.

Ling Zhen "hissed" and whispered: "It hurts..."

Wei Xi returned to her senses, suppressing the surging darkness in her heart waiting for an opportunity, and raised her wrist to take a look.

Ling Zhen's skin was white and tender, and it was pinched red with a little effort. He rubbed it with his thumb, "Sorry."

Ling Zhen became unhappy, and withdrew his hand: "You still pinch me when you sing to you, who is it."

Wei Xi smiled and gave her her hand: "Pinch it back for you."

Ling Zhen raised his wrist, the man's cuffs were spotless, and the back of his hand was also cold white, covered with light blue blood vessels and blue veins. She glanced twice and put it back: "I won't pinch you."

Wei Xi hooked her lips, dragged her to walk, and continued her words: "It sounds good."

Ling Zhen smiled triumphantly: "Of course."

Wei Xi asked immediately: "Where did you learn it?"

Ling Zhen was empty and rolled his eyes: "It's my mother...the song from their hometown."

In the night, Wei Xi turned her face to look at her, without speaking.

The two of them didn't know how long they had slipped, and finally they went back to the parking lot when Ling Zhen was tired.

The car drove home and drove on the empty street. When passing by the unknown square, I suddenly heard a huge cheer.

Ling Zhen grabbed the car window and looked out: "What's wrong?"

Wei Xi didn't look, and drove the car calmly, calling her: "Ling Zhen."

Ling Zhen turned around: "Huh?"

"It's zero o'clock," Wei Xi said, "Happy New Year."

Ling Zhen realized that the people on the square were watching the time and guarding the new year.

She didn't have a deep conception of time before, because she had been in the fairy world since she was born, and her life was as long as the world.

But the life span of a mortal is short, no more than dozens of cold and heat in his life. Therefore, the end of each year and the arrival of each festival are worthy of attention, and worthy of such cheers.

She felt a bit of a taste when she was in it, and it was indeed only in the world.

Ling Zhen curled up his smiling eyes and gave him his first smiling face in the New Year: "Happy New Year, Wei Xi."

The voice is soft and sweet.

The car stopped at the red light.

Wei Xi turned her head, "Then I beg you."

Be happy because you are there.

…

I slept peacefully this night, and wake up again, it is already a new year.

Ling Zhen lay on the bed for a while, then slowly got up and stretched.

With this stretch, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

She looked all over her body and finally found the source of the problem—

The warm natal spirit bead between the neck... seems to have cooled a little bit.

The spiritual energy in this world is thin, and Ling Zhen has been relying on the spiritual energy stored in the spiritual orb to nourish since she was wearing it to the present. But as if in response to the words "New Year and New Atmosphere", Ling Zhen only discovered at this time that after such a long period of time only to get in, the aura in the Lingzhu had actually consumed nearly half.

Ling Zhen raised his hand and touched it, wondering that it was because of the recent chills.

Although she won't die without aura, she will gradually experience aging and injury like a mortal person, accepting the destiny to end her life.

Although she had been mentally prepared since she put on the book, Ling Zhen suddenly felt that under Wei Xi's protection, she seemed to worry too little and had a good time.

But Wei Xi has no such obligation after all, and she wants to live on her own after all.

This may be a warning on the first day of the new year.

Remind her to think carefully about how to deal with herself in this world if she is not a "cannon fodder girl" after she is out of the plot.

Ling Zhen thought about it for a day at home, and when the holiday was over, she met with Xing Li to chat.

"I'm going to Teacher Xing's studio," Ling Zhen said to Wei Xi in the living room while putting on his coat, "You can't eat together today. You can eat by yourself."

Wei Xi frowned quickly, then sent her to the hallway, and asked: "Should I send you?"

"No," Ling Zhen bent over to put on his shoes, "Xiaode will pick me up."

Finally, she took a photo with the full-length mirror in the hallway, turned around and waved her hand: "Oh, what are you doing so politely, and sent me out—I'm leaving!"

"Boom", the door was closed.

Wei Xi frowned, with an undisguised irritability in her eyes.

When Xing Li's office was knocked on, he was flipping through a magazine that he had received recently.

"Please come in." He shouted.

As soon as the door opened, the little girl walked in somewhat cautiously: "Ms. Xing."

"Come on, sit down, don't be polite," Xing Li smiled, "Will your boss Wei be unhappy when you come out to talk about work just after the fake?"

Ling Zhen shook his head strangely: "No way."

Xing Li smiled, did not say anything, and said, "What are you talking about with me?"

Ling Zhen took the coffee from his assistant, "It's mainly to talk to you about my future development."

Xing Li looked at her seriously, and sat upright: "You said."

"Actually, you also know that I am not very ambitious about acting," Ling Zhen smiled embarrassedly, "So I want to ask you, besides the work you normally arrange, can I do something that I like. ?"

Xing Li nodded: "For example?"

Ling Zhen was even more embarrassed: "Compared to acting, I think I am better at dancing. If I can, I would rather do stage performances in this area."

Of course, she still has her own selfishness.

She thought for a long time yesterday. If she can join the dance company, not only will she do what she likes, but she can also take advantage of the opportunity to tour with the group to see the spiritual situation around the world, and maybe even...you can go and find out if there is The possibility of returning to the fairy world.

Xing Li pondered for a moment.

In fact, there is no problem with her like this. The brokerage contract Wei Xi signed for her was very relaxed, and the main purpose was to entrust him to take her with him. There was no mandatory contract for working profit. In fact, Lingzhen had a lot of freedom.

"I can help you introduce some dance groups," Xing Li thought afterwards, "but you also have to think carefully. After the "Xianwen" is broadcast, your popularity is likely to rise, and the opportunity will be even greater when the time comes. Many, you will face trade-offs on both sides."

Ling Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "I understand, thank you Teacher Xing!"

"Originally, I was to take you. The way you go depends on your personal choice," Xing Li waved his hand. "But your dancing strength really shouldn't be wasted. If there are related jobs, I will pay attention to you."

Ling Zhen solved a big problem, and the whole person relaxed: "Then thank you teacher!"

The little girl left happily, Xing Li sat still and continued to drink tea.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang.

The man's cold voice came: "What did you say to her?"

Xing Li helplessly: "Can you ask her if she can't do it?"

Wei Xi: "I will ask."

His desire to control doesn't hide at all, even Xing Li is secretly surprised.

Ling Zhen is completely like a simple white rabbit, I don't know if I can stand it up in the future...

He briefly said, Wei Xi was silent for a few seconds after listening, and then said: "Thank you, thank you."

hang up the phone.

After Ling Zhen returned home, he naturally told Wei Xi about this.

The man seemed quite supportive, his expression calm: "Okay."

Ling Zhen was a little happy, and asked him, "Don't you think I'm messing around?"

Wei Xi touched her head, speaking in a high-sounding voice: "It's good if you are happy."

…

Once a person has something to do, life flies quickly.

Two weeks before the annual holiday, Xing Li helped Ling Zhen contact the very famous Oriental Song and Dance Ensemble in China. There is a fixed recruitment time there every year, but they have watched Lingzhen's dance video and recognized her strength, and because she is a special star, she made an exception and asked her to come to the group to accept the assessment.

It is said that the content of the assessment is personal dance demonstrations and impromptu performances. Ling Zhen is not worried. He finds a place to practice dance every day when nothing happens, and occasionally lets Wei Xi be the audience.

On the day of the assessment, there was already a strong Chinese New Year atmosphere on the street, and even the building of the song and dance troupe was affixed with Spring Festival couplets and the word blessing, which seemed particularly festive.

Ling Zhen entered the building, and someone came out to pick him up. Seeing Ling Zhen came alone, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I have long heard that there is a little star who wants to join their dance troupe, but when the star comes, he still needs an examination. They all guessed that the person must have brought the assistant agent with him, all around her to serve.

But I didn't expect that not only did they come alone, they also didn't have the celebrity style at all. They were simply dressed and there was almost no makeup on their faces. A plain white face would be beautiful enough.

The man brought Ling Zhen in, and introduced, "There was an open rehearsal today. There is our large rehearsal room. You can take a look."

Ling Zhen thanked him and walked to the door of the large rehearsal room to observe. Nowadays, most of the dancers are ten ** year-old children, one by one is full of youthful vitality.

She watched for a while, and the people from the dance troupe took her to the assessment.

Before leaving, Ling Zhen swept his eyes inadvertently, and was suddenly attracted by the figure in the other rehearsal room.

Unlike the noisy rehearsal room next door, there was only one person dancing in the empty space.

It was a man, but he had a very flexible and light dancing posture. His whole person is like moving clouds and flowing water, and the rhythm and movements make Ling Zhen feel familiar, and he is slowly matching the memory in Ling Zhen's mind...

A member of the dance troupe introduced next to her: "You are very lucky. As soon as you came, you met Teacher Wen to dance. This is the treasure of our town..."

Ling Zhen forgot to answer.

She stood there and watched for a moment, her eyes widening a little bit, and finally she almost stared at the man.

this person…

How could this person dance their fairyland dance? !

The author has something to say: debut a somewhat important role~

Also, don’t worry, according to the author’s outline, the copywriting will come soon OwO

good night!

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"Miss Ling? Miss Ling!—"

Ling Zhen returned to his senses and looked at the little girl who was showing her the way.

The little girl didn't say anything. After all, there were countless people watching Teacher Wen dance and watch. Ling Zhen's reaction was quite normal.

She smiled proudly and asked her: "Can we go now?"

Ling Zhen suppressed the shock in his heart and nodded: "Okay."

If you didn't admit it, it was indeed a kind of dance in the fairy world, and the movements of hanging hands and kicking were very familiar. Could it be...this person, like her, came in through a book?

She thought about it, the little girl has taken her to the assessment classroom and opened the door: "Today is Mr. Guo and Mr. Zhang assessing you, don't be nervous, the teachers are all very nice."

Ling Zhen waved away the various thoughts in his mind and decided to focus on the present matter first. She smiled and said thank you, then walked in with a smile on her face. The little girl closed the door and walked to the back of the classroom to take notes.

"Hello teachers, my name is Ling Zhen."

"Hello there."

The two teachers sat down and looked up and down.

It is indeed a star, and the appearance of an amateur is not on the same level. Although the little girl is in her early twenties, she does not seem to be much older than a ten-year-old child. Judging from their years of dancing experience, the waist is flexible enough, and when standing still, there is the graceful posture of a professional dancer, and the dance will never be bad.

But the strange thing is that this girl didn't graduate from dance academy, and she didn't have the experience of mentoring famous artists. How did she practice it?

"Then dance the dance you prepared first." Teacher Guo looked at her with a smile.

Ling Zhen nodded and played the accompaniment with the portable speaker.

This is her newly learned human dance. In order to show her strength more directly in the assessment, the degree of difficulty is not small. At the end of the song, satisfaction appeared in the eyes of the two teachers.

It's really solid!

Even the little girl who recorded in the back row was shocked. Ling Zhen's level is definitely considered first-rate in their group! The most frightening thing is that not only does she dance well, but she also looks first-class...

This world is so unfair! !

The second level of the assessment is an impromptu performance, and the other three people in the classroom are looking forward to it. An ancient style accompaniment was played randomly, Ling Zhen listened to two bars quietly, and started to dance gently with the rhythm.

This time, she used dance moves she was familiar with. After a few eight beats, the faces of the few people sitting underneath changed.

The expression of the little girl in the back row became more straightforward, her eyes widened and her face was full of shock.

After Ling Zhen finished jumping, Teacher Guo and Teacher Zhang looked at each other, and then asked Ling Zhen to go back and wait for the notification. There will be a reply within a week.

Ling Zhen thanked him politely, opened the door and walked out.

Teacher Guo turned his head and said to Teacher Zhang, "Where did this kid learn? It's too similar..."

Mr. Wen Zichu, the stage pillar of the Oriental Song and Dance Ensemble, is well-known throughout the country for his unique classical rhythm in his dances, and no one can imitate it until now.

But this girl named Lingzhen easily jumped out of Wen Zichu's feeling, even lighter and more elegant than him...

With Lingzhen's strength and conditions, they are absolutely willing to call her into their subordinates. But one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, no one would have thought that her and Wen Zichu's unique style were so close...This must be done with Teacher Wen.

Ling Zhen left the assessment classroom, followed the memory, and returned to the rehearsal room just now.

She didn't know if she could still meet that "Ms. Wen", but she was really curious.

Is there really her kind in this world? If so, how long has he been here? Did he try to go back, and what was the result?

Ling Zhen carefully squeezed the window glass, and glanced at it with the probe——

The man has gone.

Ling Zhen sighed, and just about to turn around, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Look for me?"

Ling Zhen turned back abruptly.

That teacher Wen was standing behind her at this moment, smiling unclearly.

"It's been a long time since I felt such a plentiful aura..." His voice was gentle, "However, you have consumed more than half of it."

Ling Zhen opened his eyes wide and was surprised.

But she still looked at the person in front of her with a trace of vigilance. Ling Zhen always felt that everything was a little too coincidental, which made her feel unreal.

From a closer look, this is a young man, visually about the same age as Wei Xi. He has clean facial features and is wearing a red dress for dancing. He has an aura that only Ling Zhen can understand.

Wen Zichu saw her worries and smiled faintly: "Which house of fairies is this? I haven't seen you before."

Ling Zhen confirmed it in his heart—the man in front of him was really of her kind!

She had a lot of questions, but at this time she was very cautious, and said cautiously: "Master Ling Xu is a disciple under the seat of the real person."

"No wonder, I don't know you well," Wen Zichu said, "Don't be afraid, I did wear it in too."

Ling Zhen's heart beating, raised his eyes and asked him, "How long have you... been here?"

Wen Zi thought for a while: "It's been many years."

"Then you now..." Ling Zhen hesitated whether to ask.

But perhaps because the two came from the same place, Wen Zichu easily understood what she wanted to ask, and he nodded: "It's the same as an ordinary mortal."

Ling Zhen was a little surprised.

Hearing his voice, he should have been a fairy prince who has been doing his Taoism longer than his own, but he has lived well in the world as a mortal, and it seems that there is no feeling of indignation.

Wen Zichu didn’t explain too much. His probing gaze fell on the little fairy’s face, and a trace of interest arose: "Do you want to join our dance company? It's just right. For the national tour after the new year, I just missed a partner-I I think you should be able to."

Ling Zhen nodded ignorantly, now there was a mass of paste in his head.

Wen Zichu continued: "Since you are destined, you can have a meal together at night. You can ask me if you have any questions."

Ling Zhen thought for a while, sit down and talk slowly. Just about to agree, the cell phone in the bag rang suddenly.

"Sorry!" Ling Zhen gave Wen Zichu an apologetic look, then lowered his head to see that it was Wei Xi's, so he hung up first.

Wen Zichu waved his hand: "It's okay."

Ling Zhen put down the phone, "You are a senior, I will invite you to dinner. I don't know what's around here—"

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang again.

It seems a little bit fiercer than before.

Ling Zhen was embarrassed: "...I'm really embarrassed!"

Wen Zichu smiled, somewhat meaningful: "It seems that the person who called you is in a hurry, please answer it."

Ling Zhen apologized, thinking that Wei Xi might be in a hurry, so he took the phone to the side and answered, "What's the matter?"

But Wei Xi's voice didn't sound anxious at all: "Is the exam finished?"

Ling Zhen was a little absent-minded: "Hmm."

Wei Xi's deep voice came from the microphone: "Why don't you come out? I'm at the door."

Ling Zhen was taken aback: "Are you here to pick me up?"

"Yeah," Wei Xi said calmly, "Come along."

Ling Zhen: "..." She didn't know which way to go from Qingxi to here.

But Wei Xi is here, how can she let him go back.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Zhen awkwardly returned to Wen Zichu: "My friend has come to pick me up... It seems that I can only invite you to dinner another day."

There is a deep meaning in Wen Zichu's smile: "It seems that you are very comfortable with this-it doesn't matter, there is another time. I think we will meet again soon."

Ling Zhen said goodbye to him, turned around and walked out of the building.

Wen Zichu opened the door and walked into the rehearsal room, standing by the window. He saw that little fairy came out of the building, changed the restraint he had just before him, and bounced out of the gate.

Outside the door, a long and cold temperament man was waiting for her.

Wen Zichu's eyes showed a hint of playfulness.

"Little girl, the bond in the world is very deep..."

—

"Did the assessment go well?"

Ling Zhen was still digesting the huge amount of information just now, and he took a while before repliing: "Huh?-It's pretty smooth."

Wei Xi glanced at her from the tip of her eye.

There was a roast duck restaurant that Ling Zhen liked very much nearby. Wei Xi walked over with her without driving.

When I entered the store, I asked for a private room. Ling Zhen was not as active as usual when ordering food. Ren Weixi ordered a few casually, and then poked her chin and wandered.

Wei Xi's dark gaze fell on her face, staring at her for a few seconds without any response, as if completely ignoring him.

Wei Xi's breathing deepened, put her hand on her shoulder, and turned the person around to face herself.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ling Zhen twisted his waist, struggling for a while and couldn't get away, so he wrinkled his face and pushed him: "What are you doing—"

But as soon as she pushed, Wei Xi suddenly relieved her strength, Ling Zhen lost her focus and plunged straight into his arms.

She is fragrant and soft, and it doesn't hurt to hit someone. Wei Xi lifted her lips, dropped her big hand on her back, and stroked it lightly.

At this moment, the door of the box was opened, and the waiter smiled: "How do you serve you—"

In the box, the man raised his eyelids coldly, outlined a stern arc, turned sideways, blocking the person in his arms. In his arms, the little girl blushed her ears and dared not look up.

The waiter knew that he had come at an untimely time, and under the sight of that death, he quickly arranged the dishes, and then closed the door quickly and left.

"have a good meal!"

The waiter wiped the sweat from his forehead as soon as he went out, the handsome guy just now was so scary! !

She clutched her heart and walked around the corner, leaning on the wall, shouting in her heart.

But they both look good! Hugs are so sweet too! !

After the waiter left, Ling Zhen dared to raise his face and asked in a low voice, "She's gone?"

Her slightly sweet breath blew around her neck, and Wei Xi's throat tightened: "Hmm..."

But Ling Zhen got up in the next second, glaring black and bright eyes, and stood up and scratched him: "You deliberately!! Make me ashamed!"

She committed a terrible crime, but Wei Xi was not at all annoyed. Instead, there was a hint of joy in her eyes, and her entire chest was opened to her.

Ling Zhen was confused by his good-tempered appearance, and finally gave birth to an illusion that he was making troubles unreasonably.

However, after such interruptions, Ling Zhen briefly forgot about seeing Wen Zichu just now, and the meal was very stable.

After eating, the two took a short walk as usual.

Walking side by side quietly, the street lights cast the two figures long.

Ling Zhen suddenly realized that perhaps this kind of life has been one day or one less.

The timeline is advancing bit by bit, and in the near future she will face the day when she leaves Wei Xi and no longer depends on him.

Actually will not give up.

After getting along for so long, this man has changed from a black villain who made her afraid, to a gentle and kind person who would never fight him back.

Ling Zhen didn't want to say that these changes were caused by herself, but she did witness his changes little by little.

Wei Xi looked at her and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"

Ling Zhen smiled, raised her small face, eyes like stars, "I was thinking...you have really changed a lot, Wei Xi."

Wei Xi lowered her eyes and called her name after a long while: "Ling Zhen."

The man's voice was low, and there was a subtle haze in the night.

He asked her: "Am I a good person."

Ling Zhen smiled and nodded: "Forget it."

Me too, I can rest assured.

Wei Xi smiled.

Back in the car, Ling Zhen stretched out his hand to pull the seat belt, just buckled, and suddenly he was grabbed by the man beside him.

Ling Zhen puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Wei Xi raised her hand and pinched her slender white fingers. He didn't know where to take out a thin thread and gently wrapped it around her ring finger.

Ling Zhen didn't understand the intention: "What is this?"

Wei Xi noted the size, closed the thin line, and squeezed her fingertips.

He smiled softly: "It's nothing."

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It's a new day in the song and dance troupe.

Although Wen Zichu joined the regiment not long ago, he supported the entire regiment by himself, so he has a special status and owns an office.

Early this morning, Teacher Guo came to his office door and knocked.

"Please come in." The gentle voice of the man came out.

Teacher Guo pushed the door in with a smile on his face: "Mr. Wen, I came mainly to tell you about a new girl in our regiment..."

"Is that girl yesterday?" Wen Zichu held a cup of tea and raised his eyes. "It's pretty good."

Teacher Guo asked in surprise: "Have you met Ling Zhen?"

Wen Zichu's eyebrows twitched slightly, Ling Zhen?

I forgot to ask her fairy name yesterday, but I heard it today and suddenly felt like I had heard it somewhere...

But he didn't show a different color and asked: "I have seen it, why?"

"That girl..." Teacher Guo hesitated, "It's a bit like your dance, no--it should be said, very similar, so we discussed it and decided to ask your opinion first."

Wen Zichu understood what she meant, and he smiled: "Like me, it's normal."

Teacher Guo: "..." Are you serious!

"It doesn't matter, as long as she is willing, I welcome her to come," Wen Zichu took a sip of Pu'er tea and smiled, "It just happens that I lack a partner."

Teacher Guo was surprised.

After all, Ling Zhen is also a newcomer to the dance troupe. How many people robbed their heads and wanted to be Wen Zichu's dance partner. If she would become Wen Zichu as soon as she came, she would be unconvinced...

A few days later, Ling Zhen received a reply from the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe, agreeing that she would join the group and can perform with the group in the future.

Ling Zhen was very happy, after all, it was something she liked to do. After officially joining the group, she didn't stay at home much anymore. She often ran to the dance group and got acquainted with Wen Zichu.

"So the teacher didn't wear it until after reading the book?" Ling Zhen asked him.

She thought that only a little fairy like her idle and nothing to do would search the world to pass the time, but she didn't expect other fairy monarchs to do the same.

"Yes," Wen Zichu sighed, "but luckier than you, the name'Zichu' is just a passing character."

He came earlier than Ling Zhen, and he also died from the law of "you must wear a book when you have the same name", but here he is just a person who has nothing to do with the original plot. After too long, the plot can't be remembered clearly.

But when he learned that Ling Zhen had become the supporting female role of "Ling Zhen", he was still a little surprised. After all, Wen Zichu remembered that this female partner had a series of strange behaviors in the original book, and finally had a miserable life.

"I remember you were the villain in the end...what's your name...?"

Ling Zhen immediately said: "Wei Xi!"

Wen Zichu glanced at her and asked, "He didn't treat you like anything?"

Wen Zichu still has the impression of this villain. As an existence that overrides and crushes the protagonist, his vicious, violent, and indifferent character brings a strong sense of impact.

Ling Zhen finished listening and shook his head frantically: "No, Wei Xi is actually a very good person! The reason why he was blackened is because of childhood shadows and garbage plots. He is no longer like the character set in the book. It's blackened!"

There was a hint of playfulness in Wen Zichu's eyes: "Then you still have to stay with him."

Ling Zhen was startled.

The little resentment in her heart started to appear again, but after the daze, she still shook her head.

"Wei Xi is fine, and I can't always rely on him."

He has become better now and will no longer be a villain, so he will have his own life in the future, have people he likes, and form a real family. After all, their marriage is also a deal, and Wei Xi is fulfilling his responsibilities.

She can't let him perform for a lifetime.

Wen Zichu laughed: "Then you want to leave him? The dance company will tour after the year, and the first show will be in this city. If you can come, you can come on stage with me."

He paused, and then said: "Moreover, you should understand that the aura in City A is poor. Go and look around. Maybe you can find something new."

What Wen Zichu said coincided with her own thoughts at the beginning.

Ling Zhen thought for a while, then solemnly nodded.

She also has her own life to live.

Then... let's spend another year together at the end, she thought. At that time, she should also be able to say goodbye calmly.

...

When leaving the dance troupe that day, Wei Xi came to pick her up again.

Ling Zhen saw him waiting silently as usual, and his heart was inexplicably sore. When calling him, he always used his heart more often than usual: "Wei Xi!"

But the man rarely answered.

His gaze crossed Ling Zhen's hair and looked at a figure in the building.

It was a very thin young man who seemed to be a dancer, and he was looking here at this time.

Wei Xi squinted slightly.

It seemed that this person had sent Ling Zhen out just now.

Ling Zhen didn't notice it, and pulled his sleeve: "Shall we go home?"

"Yeah." Wei Xi stared at the person in the distance and pulled her hand into her pocket, which meant it was obvious.

Then she retracted her gaze and squeezed her little hand: "Let's go home."

—

The Spring Festival is probably the more and more red in the streets and lanes, and the more and more smiles on people's faces, quietly.

There are countless festivals for mortals, but this one is the most important.

But Wei Xi and his family had a special year. They spent time in the hospital.

Wei's mother is now much better than before, and she can occasionally go outside in a wheelchair. This is also something that Ling Zhen is particularly happy about. It seems that everyone has become better with the changes in the plot, which is great.

The word "Fu" was also posted in the ward, red and jubilant.

Wei Xi ordered a table of dishes from the hotel in advance and sent them directly to the hospital. Ling Zhen arranged the dishes with him, then turned on the TV, and spent the festival in the background sound of the Spring Festival Gala.

Outside the window is the cold breeze of the new moon, the ward is not noisy, but occasionally a few jokings can fill the entire room.

Wei's mother didn't expect that at this age, she could still enjoy such happiness, and smiled and wrapped a big red envelope for the two of them.

Ling Zhen didn't know what to do, and asked Wei Xi for help in a daze.

Wei Xi curled her lips: "Just keep it for you, blessed."

On auspicious days, no one could refuse the blessing, so Ling Zhen had to accept the hot red envelope. After a while, Wei Xi handed his one to her as well.

"Mine is also yours." He whispered in Ling Zhen's ear.

Mother Wei pretended not to see it, but her eyes kept smiling.

After eating the New Year's Eve dinner, Wei Xi went to take out the garbage. Only Wei Mu and Ling Zhen were left in the room.

Ling Zhen chatted with her mother-in-law, and said that the drama she was filming was about to be broadcast, and that she had recently been to the dance company and was going to perform.

Mother Wei was willing to listen to them talk about her life, but as she listened, there was a faint worry in her heart.

Ling Zhen's future plans are not related to Wei Xi.

But Wei's mother didn't say it directly, she just said softly: "You live with Wei Xi. If he doesn't do anything well, just tell me."

Ling Zhen blinked, and then shook Mother Wei's hand: "Wei Xi is good everywhere, he is not the same personality as before."

The "little nobleman" has completed her mission, and the misfortune he hit will never happen again, so you don't need to worry about it.

After listening to Wei's mother, there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

She knew she was selfish as a mother, and wanted Ling Zhen to be with Wei Xi all the time. But when the two were about to go back, Mother Wei stopped Wei Xi alone and left him to say something.

There is not much communication between mother and son, but Mother Wei knows that he can understand: "It's so good. If you are too indifferent, you won't be able to keep her."

Wei Xi stood there in silence, nodding slightly.

"know."

The ring is almost ready.

The days are also chosen.

People...must be his.

—

In a festive atmosphere during the New Year, the much-anticipated national IP film and television series "Xianwen" finally started broadcasting on Blue Channel.

After all, it was his first work. On the day it started broadcasting, Ling Zhen was also waiting in front of the TV.

Wei Xi sat next to her, peeled the orange, and placed it in Ling Zhen's palm.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the first episode of "The Question of Immortals" was broadcast on time.

There are countless people watching the whole network at the same time, and after the episode is broadcast, the Internet will explode.

Ling Zhen didn't surf the Internet, and didn't know what was going on online. She just thinks that the post-production is beyond imagination. People on the TV screen are even better than real people. In addition, the plot is excellent, well-made, the scenery and special effects are not cheap, Ling Zhen's two episodes in a row is actually a bit addictive.

Fortunately, four episodes will be released on the first broadcast day, otherwise she would not be enough to watch it.

There are not many Lingzhen scenes in front. Wei Xi has no interest in other people, leaning against her, and lazily asking, "What about you?"

Ling Zhen stared at the screen: "There will be more ‘I’ behind."

In the third episode, Ling Zhen showed up more.

But Ling Zhen looked at it and suddenly felt embarrassed.

Fuqing is exactly Ye Wentian's little fan in the play. Ling Zhen's many rival scenes with Shen Yanchu are almost molesting the male protagonist Shen Yanchu.

She had no distracting thoughts when she filmed, but she was inexplicably ashamed when she watched.

In particular, Wei Xi also watched with her.

There was a scene where Fu Qing and Ye Wentian crossed the river together. Fu Qing deliberately stretched out his hand to Ye Wentian, but when he caught it, he yanked, and the two of them thumped and fell into the water.

Inevitably, there will be some physical contact between movements.

Ling Zhen covered his face.

I don't know if it was an illusion. She felt that the air pressure in the room was low and it seemed to be getting colder.

The author has something to say: Mr. Wei: I want to lock up his wife

Ling Zhen: pwp...

(Yes, it's a stage where both people have a certain misunderstanding of each other. Of course, the misunderstanding will be broken soon hahahaha)

Because there will be a class tomorrow, I will post a more unified fat chapter a little later~

good night!

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Ling Zhen quietly glanced at Wei Xi beside her.

With the natural aura of the villain and the male protagonist being at odds, Wei Xi thinks that Shen Yanchu will be very unpleasant.

Sure enough, although Wei Xi was very calm, Ling Zhen seemed to be able to feel that there was a dark and heavy aura floating around him, which was definitely not much pleasure.

On TV, Xiao Fuqing still laughed heartlessly, with a clear and bright voice: "Wen Tian, ​​you are coming up!"

"..."

The air pressure in the room is lower.

Ling Zhen was so embarrassed that he asked Wei Xi in a low voice, "Why don't you turn it off and watch it?"

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows, but when she turned her face to the side, her face was already flat: "Look, it's interesting."

The man's eyebrows are high, his eyes are deep, his emotions are pressed into the dark water, and the water is not leaking.

Ling Zhen observed for a few seconds, but couldn't see any clues, and was very pleased in his heart—

Wei Xi is really out of the villain role, even looking at the male protagonist is completely insensible!

She was relieved and watched all the premieres of "Xianwen" while embarrassed. It was too late when the broadcast was over, Ling Zhen didn't have time to read the evaluation on the Internet, and was so sleepy that he went back to the room to sleep first.

Wei Xi was still sitting on the sofa, holding her arms, her eyes fell on the LCD TV screen.

After the TV series is finished, now we cut into the commercials.

The disgusting face disappeared.

But the restlessness is still lingering in my heart, like ghosts, repeating the way she smiles at others.

Wei Xi frowned.

As an investor, he actually has a strange voice in his heart, hoping that the show will not spark or explode.

-But facts have proved that Wei Xi's investment vision and judgment ability are no problem.

After the premiere of "Xianwen" last night, it immediately detonated the popularity of the whole platform, and won the first place in the country's simultaneous ratings, and went to the top of the satellite TV ratings list. At the same time, three hot searches on "Xianwen" related topics have exceeded 200 million.

This film and television series, which the whole network has been waiting for for more than half a year, quickly swept the network by virtue of the actors' always-on appearance and acting skills, beautiful fairyland special effects, and the greatest respect for the originality of the original work. Up.

The investor, as the owner of copyright, income, and peripheral rights, naturally makes a lot of money.

At the end of the annual vacation, when Ling Zhen went to celebrate Xi, he could obviously feel the joy of the whole company. At present, "Xianwen" has been broadcast for ten episodes, and it has become the absolute king of popularity in the winter holiday lunar new year. Seeing that Qingxi is about to win another hit drama, the whole company is of course happy.

At the same time, Ling Zhen really felt the taste of the skyrocketing popularity.

There were three hot searches on the night of the premiere of "Xianwen", two of which were about male and female protagonists, and the remaining one was simple.

Before this, many people worried that she would drive high and low, and only a short-lived makeup photo. It wasn't until after the show was broadcast that it was really fragrant-the beauty of fairies is continuous and uninterrupted! There is not the most beautiful, only more beautiful!

The number of Lingzhen's Weibo followers has skyrocketed by several million. Every day, fans confessed in comments. I used to wear a mask to block me when I went out, but now I will be recognized if I don’t wear a hat.

After she entered the Qingxi Building, she was also asked for a signature all the way. Finally, she entered the elevator and reached the 17th floor. Just after she breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Yan was already greeted with a fragrant wind.

"Sister-in-law~ son~~" Zhao Yan held a few sheets of paper, "My uncle, his son and my third aunt and his daughters love you very much, and I want to ask for your signature!"

Ling Zhen was amused by him: "I see."

In fact, she was not surprised by the popularity of "Xianwen", but she was really surprised by her popularity. But it is a good thing to be liked after all. She smiled and signed her name and returned the paper to Zhao Yan.

"Wow, my sister-in-law, you are so immortal in writing—" Zhao Yan blew the rainbow fart and collected his signature happily. "You must be the little lucky star of our company. Everything has been going well recently. I hope you will bless the next "Wall of Heart". It goes smoothly too!"

Ling Zhen's heart moved and raised his eyes and asked him: "Is "Wall of Heart" also invested by Qingxi? Has it been set?"

"It's settled, the actors are all selected, and it's time to turn on immediately!"

Zhao Yan wanted to say something, but a voice came from a distance: "Are you finished?"

He was a joke, now he has learned well, and immediately found an excuse to run away.

Ling Zhen thought about Zhao Yan's words, walked to Wei Xi's office, and Wei Xi opened the door for her.

Ling Zhen raised his eyes: "I heard Zhao Yan say that you invested in the drama "Wall of Heart"... Did it go well?"

Wei Xi lowered her eyes, her black eyes calm: "Successfully."

Ling Zhen quietly let out a sigh of relief.

If everything goes well, the timeline in the original book will be smooth, then the blackening point she has been worried about is completely over.

…

Shen Yanchu is proud of the recent spring breeze and has ushered in a period of rising career.

Although there were some small problems in his relationship that he hadn't had before, he always felt that the understanding Jian Wenyi was always suspicious about some small things recently, and she started to cry when her tone was a little bad. Although Shen Yanchu has been patiently coaxing, he is inevitably a little impatient.

Fortunately, a smooth career is enough to make up for these unhappiness.

The popularity of "Xianwen" made him soar in value and countless fans. A new watch endorsement just announced two days ago. In this circle, the coffee position is a silent but ubiquitous thing, and the warmth and warmth of the people in the circle have a huge relationship with the popular coffee position.

Shen Yanchu obviously felt that when he met a senior who was not familiar with before, the other party would take the initiative to say hello with a smile. The younger actor Xiao Aidou, who was with him at the same time, will also try to talk with him almost.

At the same time, new appointments flew like snowflakes and piled on his desk.

Shen Yanchu knew that the scripts that flowed in at this time were all very good for collecting money. If you shoot dozens of episodes at random, you can get tens of millions of dollars. However, he is proud of himself. He is not in the circle to make quick money. He needs to accumulate good works in order for his future career to reach a higher level.

"Wall of Heart" is what he really needs.

It happened that Shen Yanchu's agent came to his house, looked at the script spread out on his desk, and asked with a smile, "How about it, Yanchu? Have you decided yet?"

Shen Yanchu smiled gently: "I thought about it with my heart. Next, my focus will still be "Wall of Heart"."

Staying focused during the hottest times is not something everyone can do.

But the agent did not show appreciation, but looked a little embarrassed: "Well, at the beginning, I haven't told you..."

Shen Yanchu smiled: "What's the matter? You said."

"Well, don't worry about it," the agent looked embarrassed, "The male number one of "Wall of Heart" has decided, and the decision is xx..."

The smile on Shen Yanchu's face suddenly froze.

"It doesn't matter, there are many good scripts. With your current popularity, you can't pick a good one!"

Shen Yanchu has always been prudent, but at this time he rarely showed anger and puzzlement: "Why?!"

He thinks he is the most suitable for the show "Wall of Hearts", and with his current popularity, how could he be rejected?

The broker said vaguely: "It's set by the investors, and we can't influence..."

The man's face suddenly flashed in Shen Yanchu's mind, his expression changed: "It's Wei..."

The agent nodded awkwardly.

Only then did Shen Yanchu suddenly realize that he could not challenge some power because the opponent could easily take what he wanted. And there are some things that he really can't covet...

His face changed a few times, and finally he was defeated, and dropped his hands: "...I see."

Within a few days, the "Xianwen" team held an offline promotional event in this city, and Ling Zhen had to participate as the lead actor. On that day, the media came turbulently, and many fans stood by the side of the road waiting to meet the idols, and many of them were male and female fans who called Ling Zhen's name.

As an investor, Wei Xi was also invited to participate in this publicity event.

The host invites all the creative teams to come on stage. The director, screenwriter, and several leading actors walked up, because Ling Zhen retreated to both sides because he wanted the elders to stand in the middle. She originally intended to stand with Zheng Qianqian, but the male and female protagonists stood on the two sides in a tacit understanding. In this way, Ling Zhen and Shen Yanchu got together.

The last charity night was not due to Shen Yanchu's reason, so Ling Zhen felt annoyed when he saw him and wanted to hide from him.

However, during the whole event, Shen Yanchu did not take the initiative to speak to her. Only when the host cue arrived, he would talk a few words with a gentle expression, his tone was polite and alienated, and he did not cross the boundary.

Ling Zhen thought to himself, it seems that the words that I said to Jian Wenyi last time really worked.

At the same moment, Wei Xi was sitting in the corner, her dark eyes falling on the stage, her face like a cold and handsome sculpture.

After a while, the man smiled coldly.

"...Fairly acquainted."

—

In addition to cooperating with the "Xianwen" team to promote, Ling Zhen spent the rest of her time on dancing.

The year-end tour of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe was finally put on the agenda. Wen Zichu officially announced that Ling Zhen would be selected as his dance partner. In the first stage of the tour, he performed the dance "Let's Tell Your Heart" with him.

Wen Zichu gave her only a short week, but fortunately, Ling Zhen had a solid foundation and learned quickly. Moreover, because she is from the same place, she really understands what Wen Zichu wants to express in dance better than others.

The poem is a double tune, and the dance is also a duet, but before Ling Zhen joined the group, Wen Zichu had always performed this dance by himself, because he did not find a dance partner that satisfies him.

How many people practice the dance moves hard, desperately trying to cooperate with Wen Zichu, but they didn't expect this opportunity to be given to the newcomers in the dance troupe.

Even if this person is a hot star recently, she is also a newcomer!

Two days after announcing her partner, Ling Zhen noticed the hostility towards her in the dance troupe.

When she entered the rehearsal room that day, the noisy room suddenly fell silent.

Ling Zhen paused, but didn't panic and walked in as usual.

In the center of the crowd, a thin, tall girl looked at her companion, and said in a strange way: "Oh, why do big stars have to squeeze the rehearsal room with us?"

After saying this, a circle of girls chattered and laughed.

Ling Zhen didn't get annoyed, he tied the straps on his ankles without a hassle, and slowly straightened up his waist.

When she did this movement slowly, a pliable and smooth line stretched out on her back. When he raised his head, his expression was neither happy nor angry, and his black apricot eyes were crystal clear, looking at the speaker.

"Are you not convinced?" she asked softly.

She spoke very calmly, but to those who listened, she only felt that she was arrogant.

The thin and tall girl was Song Ling. She was the most hopeful person in the whole group to dance with Wen Zichu, but Ling Zhen suddenly landed in the air and directly took her place. Can she be convinced? !

They have practiced dancing since they were young, cheating and pressing down on their shoulders, practicing basic skills for so many years, but these little stars are just beautiful, and they are not pure dancers at all!

Teacher Wen is the **** in their hearts, how can this little star dance with him?

Song Ling was very arrogant, and she was not afraid to offend the star. She sneered, "Why do you convince us?"

There is no teacher in the rehearsal room, just a confrontation between a group of girls.

Ling Zhen didn't say much.

In the field she is good at, she doesn't need to rely on Wei Xi or anyone. It is enough to speak with her own strength.

So she picked up a folding fan, threw it over, and said, "Turn around and pick up the fan, Bibi?"

This is one of the most difficult moves in "The Order of the Heart". One dancer throws a fan, and the other catches the fan after a set of quick sucking and twisting legs. It takes a long time to practice just to catch the fan accurately, let alone make the movements beautiful and elegant.

Everyone around was waiting to see the play, Song Ling smiled coldly: "Sure!"

She has been practicing for several months, how many days has this little star practiced? She was afraid that Ling Zhen felt that she was taking advantage, so she moved her shoulders and neck, and said, "I practiced longer than you. I will come first."

Ling Zhen made an inviting gesture.

She gave the fan to her closest friend, and then stood a little further away. Everyone automatically made room for her, Song Ling posed and nodded at her friend.

"call out-"

The fan was thrown high, and at the same time, Song Ling began to turn around.

She did have a solid basic skills, and her movements were clean and tidy. After about five turns, she "clicked"-caught the fan.

The crowd around the audience immediately applauded: "Okay!"

Song Ling smiled triumphantly, and handed the fan back to Ling Zhen, raising her chin: "You can pick one you can trust and throw it for you."

Ling Zhen shook his head: "It's still her."

Song Ling's friend took the fan again, Ling Zhen had retreated a few meters away and nodded at her.

"Shoo-" The fan was thrown into the air again.

And this time, after the people on the ground got up, they twisted their legs and turned like a shadow! After a few seconds, Ling Zhen's number of laps directly doubled that of Song Ling!

The people around couldn’t help holding their breath—

Can't catch it, she is too fast!

The fan fell quickly, just as it was about to fall above the head—"pop!"

Ling Zhen turned around in the last one and firmly grasped the fan. Then with a crisp sound, he shook the folding fan.

After a second, the person stopped, and the hair in the air fell down.

And she held a folding fan, smiled, and shook it gently.

There was silence all around.

"Slap. Slap."

Someone applauded with a smile: "Yes."

Everyone turned their heads in an uproar: "Ms. Wen!"

Wen Zichu glanced at Song Ling and said indifferently: "Skills are not as good as humans, accept it."

Song Ling bit her lip, blushing and lowered her head.

As soon as the teacher came, the people around did not dare to watch, and scattered around. They all had the mentality of watching the excitement, but they didn't expect Ling Zhenxiu's face to admit that she was actually so powerful.

When the people were gone, Wen Zichu glanced at Ling Zhen and smiled, "As expected, I am a member of the fairy door."

Ling Zhen also smiled.

Sure enough, she can do very well in her area of ​​expertise.

The two rehearsed for a while and danced. During a break, Wen Zichu asked, "Have you taken care of the family's affairs?"

When he asked this, the vigorous vigor on Ling Zhen's face was swept away, her ears drooped, and she wilted: "Not yet."

Once the tour started, Ling Zhen left City A, even if he really said goodbye to the identity of "Cannon Fodder Ling Zhen". Before leaving, she must remove the label belonging to the original owner.

The most important of these is the "villain ex-wife" article.

In order to bid farewell to Wei Xi, Ling Zhen also did a long time in advance of psychological construction. Then she rummaged through the cabinets and found the document that she had hidden from a corner of a dusty drawer.

The words "Divorce Agreement" are slightly yellowed, but they are still clear.

She was trembling with fright when she took back this agreement, but now it's time for it to function correctly.

Ling Zhen thought about Wei Xi's reaction after receiving it. He may be a little surprised, but he probably won't react too much. After all, he is a person who is born cold. But it should be a little uncomfortable, after all, I have lived together for so long. If Wei Xi is too cold and indifferent, she will definitely be sad.

Ling Zhen secretly waited for the time to speak, but she waited and waited, Wei Xi never gave her a suitable opportunity.

Wen Zichu raised his eyebrows: "I will perform the day after tomorrow."

When this event in this city is over, they will soon set off on a tour.

Ling Zhen drooped his ears: "I will definitely talk about it in these two days."

"Don't be afraid," Wen Zichu said, "hasn't the plot changed? Those things after the divorce won't happen."

Ling Zhen nodded.

Of course she knew that Wei Xi would never put her in a mental hospital no matter what. But what on earth was she anxious about, maybe even Ling Zhen himself couldn't tell.

…

After the rehearsal was over, Wei Xi's call came on time.

Ling Zhen said several times not to let him pick it up, but Wei Xi would always come. She hung up the phone, sighed, and waved to Wen Zichu: "Then Teacher Wen, I will leave today."

Wen Zichu smiled meaningfully: "Come on."

Ling Zhen ran out of the building with a small bag, and Wei Xi stood quietly at the door as usual. Ling Zhen trot in front of him, suddenly looking embarrassed, and whispered: "No, I suddenly want to go to the bathroom..."

Wei Xi's lips twitched: "Go."

Ling Zhen gave Wei Xi both the bag and mobile phone, and ran to the bathroom on the first floor: "I'm fast! Wait a minute—"

On the other side, after Ling Zhen left, Wen Zichu saw a fluffy scarf lying on the chair, which Ling Zhen had dropped.

"Little confused..." He shook his head, and walked out quickly with the scarf.

Wei Xi held Lingzhen's phone, and within a few seconds, she said "dingdong".

Looking down, it is a WeChat message.

[Ms. Wen: Don't go, your scarf is here with me. ]

Wei Xi's pupils darkened.

He slowly raised his head and stared coldly at the man coming out of the distant building.

Wen Zichu found out that Ling Zhen was not there, and the one holding her mobile phone was the legendary villain who had been well-behaved.

He kept listening to Ling Zhen describing that this person is very good and kind, but finally took a closer look...

…It doesn’t seem to be the case.

Wei Xi looked at a dead person, cold and cold, and stretched out a cold white hand: "Scarf."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Wen Zichu handed him the scarf.

Wei Xi took it and trembled, as if there was something dirty on it.

Then, in front of Wen Zichu, he turned on Lingzhen's phone and deleted Wen Zichu's entire dialog box.

Wen Zichu: "..."

After doing all this, Wei Xi raised her eyes: "Is there anything else?"

It was the first time Wen Zichu met such a person in the world for many years, and his cold and harsh breath was almost compelling.

He looked at Wei Xi for a while, and said: "You pretend to be too much. Once you are exposed, you will be backlashed."

Wei Xi smiled.

"Be less concerned about things that have nothing to do with you," he couldn't laugh enough, and he seemed to be colder. "This is my warning."

When Ling Zhen waved his hand out, he saw Wei Xi holding her scarf in her hand, and said in surprise: "Hey? Did I take the scarf? I just wondered if I dropped it."

Wei Xi said calmly: "Well, I took it."

Ling Zhen stretched out his hand: "Then I will put it on."

Wei Xi raised her hand: "Go home and wash and wear it again."

Ling Zhen: "...?" Her scarf isn't dirty!

On the way home, Ling Zhen remembered what he was going to say, and wanted to speak several times. But until she got home, she didn't take the words out, and sighed helplessly.

After getting out of the car, the two went home together. Ling Zhen was walking around, and suddenly heard Wei Xi asking, "Do you know anyone in the dance troupe?"

Ling Zhen said casually: "I mainly met Teacher Wen."

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows: "Who?"

Ling Zhen said something like this: "Is a master who dances very well. I heard that he is very famous in the world, and he is still very young. He can achieve this at this age. It's quite amazing. We The little girls in the regiment adore him..."

Wei Xi did not speak.

She talked about other men, chatting endlessly.

After entering the house, Ling Zhen still said: "I have watched one of his dance videos. It is hard to imagine a man who can make such soft movements..."

Before the lights in the house are turned on, in the dark, the gloomy factors are especially easy to breed.

She is too recruiting.

His surname is Gu, Shen, or Wen, he can drive away.

But she was like light, and insects kept flying towards her.

"I might not be able to make his big jump, anyway, it's really amazing—"

Ling Zhen didn't finish speaking, and suddenly his mouth was covered by the man.

His fingers are cold, but his palms are warm. Ling Zhen opened his eyes wide, and did not dare to move.

The scent of cedar was mixed with a hint of mint, and Wei Xi's breath brushed her cheeks.

"Ling Zhen, do you know what day tomorrow is."

Ling Zhen shook his head, his lips moved slightly: "I don't know."

Her wet lips rubbed against his palm, and for a moment Wei Xi almost couldn't control her desire. But he took a breath and let go, his voice low, "It doesn't matter if you don't know, come back soon."

"I have something to tell you."

The author has something to say: so guess what day it is hhh~

Don’t feel too sorry for Brother Xi, he’s going to start eating meat soon (no)

Is everyone busy on Monday? There are fewer comments. pwp will send red envelopes in the comments section tonight!

Thank you [jixu x5, zjzq123, sauce sauce sauce sauce sauce sauce, Limo x40, Yizi x5, Luowei x10, Shi Rong x20, pears do not eat pears x8] for the nutrient solution of the above babies!

Tomorrow is exciting double more hehehe

good night!

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Ling Zhen was startled, the expression in his eyes changed, and then nodded, "Okay."

I also... have something to tell you.

Wei Xi separated a little distance, rubbed the corners of her lips with her fingertips, intimate and ambiguous.

"…good night."

Ling Zhen also whispered softly, "Good night."

But saying good night is not peaceful, Ling Zhen suffers from insomnia at night.

After tossing and turning until late, she simply got up from the bed, dressed in thick home clothes, and looked around her small room.

Staying in one place for a long time, there will always be a feeling of nostalgia in my heart. When I came, this room was still full of the original owner's things, but now, the clothes hanging in the closet are all picked by herself, plain and beautiful. The curtains are small floral daisies, and the Rilakkuma pattern on the sheets matches the duvet cover. There are aromatherapy stations and dried flowers on the table, and there is a faint warm fragrance in the room.

This place is full of things she likes, and there are traces of her everywhere.

Ling Zhen hugged his knees and sighed slightly.

After the divorce, of course she has to move out as soon as possible. The reason why she has not been looking for a house is because she is not sure whether she will stay in City A in the future. The house prices here are too expensive. If you go to a smaller city, you might be able to live more easily and comfortably.

Ling Zhen planned to take advantage of the opportunity of this tour to look around to find out if there is a place that suits him. The money in hand is still enough, and Xing Li also told her a few days ago that there might be variety shows suitable for her in the second half of the year, and dance troupes can also make money. Ling Zhen felt that she was more than enough to feed herself.

Once settled down, she can also occasionally go back to City A to see Wei Xi. Of course, if he has a new family, her ex-wife will not deliberately ask for suspicion, and she will definitely not bother them.

Ling Zhen thought about it a lot, and then fell asleep in a daze.

In the early morning, she woke up naturally and stayed for a while. Then he turned over and got out of bed, took out the divorce agreement from the drawer, and put it flat on the table.

She took a deep breath, put on her clothes and left the room.

Tomorrow night will be the first performance, and Ling Zhen’s "Appeal of Heartfelt Order" has been practiced enough. Although she is only Wen Zichu's foil in this dance, if two people cooperate well, it is definitely a performance of mutual achievement.

What I have to do today is to continue practicing and make sure that there is no flaw on the stage.

After the competition that day, the attitude of the people in the dance troupe towards Lingzhen changed again.

This circle is also Mu Qiang's, strength, technology, and appearance are all representatives of the right to speak. Ling Zhen proved her ability to be on the same stage with Wen Zichu. They can be unwilling, but they can't resist.

So someone started to greet Ling Zhen or ask some questions. When Ling Zhen and Wen Zichu were rehearsing alone, there would be little girls at the front door and back door stealing the teacher.

"Lingling, Teacher Wen and Ling Zhen are going to rehearse, let's go see it!"

Song Ling looked upset: "I won't go!"

The friend pulled her arm and said, "Oh, let's go—they are a full row from beginning to end today. You will regret it if you don't watch it!"

Song Ling vented her nose and nodded reluctantly: "Then I'll just take a look."

ten minutes later.

The girls who watched the rehearsal left in a trance, shocked and shocked at the same time.

Ling Zhen is two or three years older than them, and it is said that he hasn't been systematically trained...how could he jump like this? ? Under Teacher Wen's aura like a swimming dragon, he is not at all disadvantaged. On the contrary, he is like a flexible fish, and the cooperation is extremely delicate. It will neither overpower the guests nor be forgotten.

Even Song Ling looked awkward but amazing after reading it.

She has watched Teacher Wen dance the "Appeal to the Heart" by herself, and of course it is beautiful enough. But she had to admit that with Ling Zhen as a dance partner, this "Appeal to the Heart" was discovered to a new level.

After the rehearsal, Ling Zhen was very satisfied, panting slightly and tidying up her messy temples.

Wen Zichu smiled and looked at her in the mirror: "You have a very high understanding."

Ling Zhen was modest: "It was brought by the teacher."

Wen Zichu shook his head: "I am looking forward to tomorrow night's performance."

Ling Zhen also smiled: "Me too."

Wen Zichu gave Ling Zhen a few more action points. Ling Zhen looked at the time and looked up: "Mr. Wen, should you come here first? I have something to do and need to go back soon."

Wen Zichu heard this, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face and stopped: "Are you today...?"

Ling Zhen nodded: "We have an appointment, we will have a good chat today."

Wen Zichu nodded, the man's icy gaze floated in his mind, and he was a little worried: "If there is something wrong, you can call me."

Ling Zhen smiled: "It's not that serious."

Her current hesitation and entanglement are actually mostly out of reluctance, and it will be fine once she has said it. What can be wrong?

"Then see the teacher tomorrow."

"see you tomorrow."

—

Wei Xi only stayed in the company for a long time.

After disposing of the documents sent to his desk, Wei Xi checked the time and left the office with his jacket.

Zhao Yan happened to come out and saw their general Wei look solemn, as if about to go to the negotiating table. He was shocked, and hurriedly went up the dog: "Boss, go out to talk?"

Wei Xi's slender fingers pressed the elevator, "Yes."

Zhao Yanxin said, is there any bone that is not good to chew recently? He thought about it, and said faithfully: "Is there anything I need to do?"

Wei Xi said: "Yes."

Zhao Yan's expression willing to hear the details: "You said."

"...Tell me," Wei Xi said calmly, "where is there a flower shop nearby."

Zhao Yan: "??" What kind of flowers do you bring when talking about business?

Although Zhao Yan looked at Mr. Wei, you have to keep your thoughts right and don't do the complicated expression of sorry for your sister-in-law, but you honestly told him the best flower shop nearby.

Twenty minutes later, the flower shop owner blushed and sent Wei Xi out.

It's too much... the florist thought. Although this man is as cold as a piece of ice, his complexion is cold and white, his features are handsome, and the appearance of holding a bunch of red roses indifferently is too sexy!

Wei Xi drove home after buying flowers.

He is not a person who is active in life, he cares very little, and he has no sense of ritual.

But if the ceremony can make him look more solemn, or increase the likelihood of success, he doesn't mind the trouble.

Set up a table in the living room, cover it with a red velvet tablecloth, a delicate rose in a glass bottle, and a tower candle on each side.

Wei Xi has cold eyes and is meticulous in doing this. He pinched the red mouth cloth with his white fingertips, folded it into regular sharp corners, and placed it in a glass goblet.

The Michelin dinner will be delivered in ten minutes. After Wei Xi finished this, she took out a small box from her pocket.

From the platinum setting to the weight, cut and clarity of the Italian handmade diamond ring, Wei Xi controlled everything one by one. It took a long time to wait, but it was worth it.

The small ring was lying on the velvet cloth, and the drop-shaped diamond reflected a bright halo.

The man put down the ring, then held his arms, and scanned the whole house with a scrutiny gaze.

The walls of the room are very eye-catching.

He can control his emotions and pretend to be himself, but his true desires will not deceive.

He longed secretly, expecting to carry his girl into his room.

Branding on the skin and engraving his ownership with his body.

Wei Xi's eyes were slightly hot.

He was silent for a while, as if driven by something, he lifted his foot to the door of Lingzhen's room and gave a light push.

The girl's room is very fragrant and cute everywhere. Wei Xi felt like a pervert, but he still walked in and sat beside Lingzhen's bed.

The line of sight was facing her desk, which was neatly packed with only a piece of paper.

Wei Xi's gaze fell on the piece of paper.

After a while, he stood up, walked to the table, and lowered his eyes.

…

After Ling Zhen left the dance troupe, he did not go home directly, but went to the supermarket first.

She made up her mind last night, and today she is going to cook a good meal for Wei Xi, even if it is... a farewell meal.

Pushing the shopping cart into the supermarket, Ling Zhen glanced across the shelves, and suddenly found that he remembered Wei Xi's preferences clearly. He doesn't like sour and sweet, tomatoes, and strong-smelling things like green onion, **** and garlic. But he likes spicy, but also light, he likes her chicken and eggplant.

Ling Zhen sighed. After today, there may be no chance to cook for Wei Xi in the future.

She leaned on the shopping cart and froze for a while, then shook her head-separation is a good thing for both of them, and she still has to be happy in the future! Ling Zhen pushed up the cart again, and simply bought all the things Wei Xi liked that she remembered.

Finished shopping, and went home with a big plastic bag. When he reached the door of the house, Ling Zhen freed a hand to get the key, but suddenly found that the door of the house was unlocked.

Wei Xi has returned?

She picked up the plastic bag and pushed open the door, only to find that the house was completely dark.

?

Ling Zhen was a little frightened, and cautiously turned around the hallway, walked into the living room, and suddenly saw a glimmer of light.

On the square table is an exquisite dinner with flowers and two candlesticks.

The man sat at the table, wearing a black silk shirt with a few buttons open, revealing a cold white neck and a mole. He propped his cheek with one hand, the flame of the candle reflected the outline of his facial features, and the line from the brow bone to the peak of his nose was incredible.

He sat in the darkness, with a cold and lazy temperament. Ling Zhen swallowed subconsciously, a bit dazzled by the beauty.

Wei Xi looked over, her pupils were so dark that she could absorb light, but her voice was soft when she spoke, "I'm back?"

Ling Zhen put down things: "I originally planned to cook, why didn't you tell me if you ordered a meal?"

As soon as she entered the door, Wei Xi's gaze stuck to her. Listening to the girl's fine complaints, she smiled: "Come and sit down."

The dishes in the Michelin restaurant are delicious, but the atmosphere on the table is strangely heavy.

Halfway through the meal, Ling Zhen wiped his mouth with a napkin and raised his eyes to the man opposite: "Wei Xi, I—"

Wei Xi didn't look up, but cut a piece of meat with a knife and put it on her plate with a fork.

"I'll talk after you eat it."

Ling Zhen blinked: "...oh."

She had to stuff a whole plate of food into her stomach, and she couldn't eat it anymore, so she put down the knife and fork and waited for the man opposite to finish.

Wei Xi slowly wiped her mouth with a napkin, raised her eyes, and her expression seemed calm.

Seeing that he was better, Ling Zhen put his hands on his knees and said seriously, "I have something to say."

I don't know if it is because of the candlelight, Wei Xi's deep eyes are mild: "...think about it."

Ling Zhen nodded: "I'm done."

After that, she was afraid that she would regret it, and said directly: "Wei Xi, I will go on tour with the group next. The cycle is very long. I can't accompany you or take care of you during this time, and I can't do the best of a wife. Responsibility—Actually, I have never fulfilled this responsibility. I am very happy during the time I am with you, but I can no longer selfishly enjoy what you do to me, so..."

"Let's get a divorce."

Then... Go have your own freedom and live your own life, Wei Xi.

Ling Zhen added in a low voice in his heart.

The girl's eyes were bright, with unknowingly naivety and cruelty.

After Ling Zhen finished speaking, the hand under the dining table squeezed into a fist, and then stared at Wei Xi, waiting for his response.

The man is really plain.

Don’t say good, don’t say bad.

After Ling Zhen finished speaking, Wei Xi just stared at her blankly for about a minute.

But I don't know why, under his gaze, Ling Zhen inexplicably panicked.

She stood up and wanted to go to the room to get the divorce agreement, but when she moved, Wei Xi suddenly grabbed her wrist.

He used an unprecedented strength to pinch Ling Zhen in an instant.

Ling Zhen yelled in a low voice.

At this moment, Wei Xi raised her eyes, her lips curled up, and she smiled.

With this smile, the man's expression finally broke through the ice, and the turbulent undercurrent under the ice sheet began to show its deeds.

"Do you know what day it is today?" There was hostility in his smile, "Ling Zhen."

Ling Zhen panicked even more, she shook her head: "I don't know."

Wei Xi held her wrist in one hand, took out a small box with the other, and knocked it open with one hand.

The brilliant light of the diamond hurt Ling Zhen's eyes.

"Happy first anniversary of marriage." Wei Xi said.

Ling Zhen's eyes widened, as if seeing something terrible.

Wei Xi stood up without hesitation, his height advantage made him feel as if he was suppressed. And because of the backlight, Ling Zhen was almost enveloped in his figure and breath.

He is so different in normal times.

In this state, it's like, like...

"I made you misunderstood, I'm sorry," Wei Xi lifted the hair from her ears, her cold lips pressed against her ears, "but I'm still not a good person."

The disguise was torn apart, and the haze spread like black mist.

Ling Zhen was held by him, and his body trembled.

"You tell me now, you are joking." Wei Xi's voice is low and magnetic, with coaxing.

"If I accept the ring, I will forgive you."

The author has something to say: don’t feel bad

Our brother Xi can be a beast with integrity in the future.

Yesterday I was full of confidence and thought that no one could guess this day. Who knew I was guessed right in one second, ah, ah, I hate it!

Thank you [half and half] for the mine!

Thank you [Zi Zai, Chen Chen Ai Bao Bao, Yan x31, Jian Shou Qing x5, Big Lemon x5, Lulu Lulu LUx5] for the nutrient solution of the above students!

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