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"Wei Xi assisted the police in handling the case?!"

In Yuanda's office, the assistant repeated all the information he had just learned to Wang Yuan. After all, she knew that Mr. Wang’s biggest enemy was Mr. Wei of Qingxi, and he was very concerned about any troubles, not to mention such a big event that was enough to make it to the news page of the society.

After listening, Wang Yuan frowned, "Destroy a stronghold for drug addicts in City A? Is the surname Wei such a sense of justice?"

Isn't he the type who wouldn't save someone who died before his eyes? ?

The assistant pushed his glasses and hesitated: "I have some information, but I'm not sure of the accuracy."

Wang Yuan raised his hand: "Say."

"Among the gamblers and addicts who gathered in that small factory at the time, it seemed that there was also Mr. Wei's... father."

Wang Yuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes brightened: "His father?!"

The assistant nodded: "Yes, this is a piece of news that a media friend of mine revealed to me, and it has not spread."

Wang Yuan seems to have discovered something extraordinary-Wei Xi actually has a drug-addicted father? !

It felt like a big stain suddenly appeared on the white wall with no cracks, and Wang Yuan almost wanted to laugh. What did he do to assist the police?

The assistant only knows this, but can't ask more. But after all she brought good news. Wang Yuan didn't criticize him and waved her hand to let her go down.

Then, he used a lot of relationships, inquired about in the city bureau, spent a lot of money, and finally learned more inside stories-that day, after Wei Xi caught his father, he almost killed his life!

What's more, according to a policeman on the scene, Wei Xi's father said at the time that he was almost cut off by his son ten years ago!

Wang Yuan was shocked. He thought Wei Xi just didn't look like a normal human being. He didn't expect that he was really a lunatic! Even his own father can get to death, it's just a perverted violent mania!

Wang Yuan feels that his time and money are too worthwhile! He has been at a disadvantage for so many years, and this time he finally grasped Wei Xi's handle, so he could raise his eyebrows in front of him once.

When he took a woman to drink in the evening, he couldn't help but talk to Ling Xuan when he was excited.

Although this woman still tried to control him from time to time, she did serve him well in life, and Wang Yuan didn't even think about it for a while.

And this Ling Xuan can satisfy his male self-esteem. For example, now, she is holding her face in her hands and looking at him in admiration: "Oh my God! That Wei Xi is really a pervert, I think he is far worse than Brother Yuan!"

Wang Yuan's body is comfortable: "I think so."

Ling Xuan was so excited. She didn't expect Wei Xi to be like this!

After the broadcast of "Food Companion", there were countless envious women on the whole network overnight.

Because even though Wei Xi looks cold and uncomfortable, he is the kind of man that almost all women yearn for deep in their hearts-to be terribly indifferent to others, and only good to his own wife.

Even after Ling Xuan met her sister's husband for the first time, she was moved by her heart and wanted to hook up.

But-what is it like to be a violent man who can beat his own father to death behind his back?

Ling Xuan couldn't help but sympathize with Ling Zhen, maybe those are all set by the company? What kind of life is in their private life?

With her red lips bent, she leaned close to Wang Yuan and said, "Brother Yuan, you will never treat me that way, will you?"

Wang Yuan glanced at her and thought to himself, always a fart?

He stretched out his hand and rubbed it twice on the woman, and hummed twice.

The intelligence this time is definitely not bought in vain. Several important items for the next quarter have not been negotiated, and no surprises there will be a rivalry between Yuanda and Qingxi.

At this time, let him grasp this kind of information, he must make good use of it...

Wei Yuanlin's verdict will not be known until a few months later, and his situation is more complicated than imagined.

He turned out to be more than just an ordinary drug addict. This person has been involved in drug trafficking many times during the years when he was in the south, and he has matched countless drug transactions. There is even a code name such as "Uncle Scar". This time I was arrested in City A, and a lot of people and things were pulled out behind the scenes, and the judgment was very time-consuming.

Ling Zhen quietly asked a lawyer to find out that those with serious circumstances like him have at least a fixed-term imprisonment of at least seven years. Year-round drug abuse is inherently destructive, and compulsory detoxification will cost half of his life. Wei Yuanlin is afraid that he will stay in prison until the end of his life.

Ling Zhen was vicious, thinking that he really deserved it.

And Wei Xi was finally free from the influence of her father's generation.

He no longer cares whether Wei Yuanlin is alive or dead, because this decayed body can no longer bring him any influence. It was his little girl who gave him confidence and protected him.

This is a working day. Wei Xi finished the work in the office, checked the time, and prepared to leave.

At this time, the glass door of the office was knocked, Zhao Yan pushed the door and walked in, frowning rarely.

"Mr. Wei, I just heard from my friend that Wang Yuan's goods actually went to the city bureau to inquire about this!"

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Why is his news so good? Fans are not as active as him," Zhao Yan said with a speechless expression. "With his personality, I don't know if he will engage in a little moth."

Wei Xi didn't care much about this person, and nodded after hearing that she knew she knew, then grabbed the car key from the desk and walked around behind the desk.

"Go home?" Zhao Yan asked: "So early?"

"Ok."

Zhao Yan walked out with him, and asked casually: "It's still before the meal, why are you going back?"

Wei Xi glanced over from the tip of her eye, condescendingly: "Life as a husband and wife."

Zhao Yan: "..."

Row! !

I eat! This dog food can't even eat other CP powder! !

The single dog returned to his office with a complex and relieved expression. Wei Xi took the elevator down to the garage and drove home.

The pink bear bed sheet he bought has been washed and dried.

You should be able to make your bed today.

Ling Zhen's moving over was not an instant action, she was using her own things to fill up every corner of his room bit by bit.

Originally, Wei Xi’s room was minimalist and cold, with the bed sheets in deep black, the table in pure white, and the carpet in a cold and steady gray industrial style.

And now, the first thing that began to betrayed was the curtain. The original thick linen blackout curtains were changed to light pink with star holes, and the light from the outside looked like small stars on the whole side.

There were only a few books on the table, but now there are girls’ cosmetics and skin care products, and bottles and jars are filled with large acrylic storage racks. Next to the shelf is her snack box. She turned over in a hurry in the morning and dropped a candy on the table.

Her little bunny slippers were also brought to this room, lying on the bedside tenderly.

Those little things full of life, the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, changing everything.

Wei Xi actually belongs to a person with a strong sense of territory. He has a fixed paradigm in his territory. The colors, shapes, and positions all exist in the form he is familiar with. This has continued for many years.

But now, the real things invaded his space bit by bit, but the brain's nerves fed back pleasant emotions.

That is a kind of psychology that is close to surrender.

Let her occupy herself, let her do whatever she wants.

...

Ling Zhen has been preparing for the competition recently and returned from the dance troupe as usual.

After entering the house, she habitually unpacked her bag and walked to her room. Two seconds later, she opened the door and walked out.

Wei Xi leaned against the door of her room, waiting for her with her arms in her arms.

Ling Zhen came over obediently: "I'm going to take a bath."

The washing and care items have been changed from the bathroom outside to the bathroom of Wei Xi's room, and she can be regarded as using this to force herself to adapt to the new lifestyle.

-Husband and wife life.

Eat together, live together, sleep together, face each other day and night.

Although she has been in a variety show for couples and lovers, she really has no experience in this, and she needs to get used to it.

In fact, she really likes to see her own stuff occupying Wei Xi's territory, and even deliberately asks him to change into star curtains that are completely inconsistent with his temperament, as well as pink bear bed sheets.

Oh—the new sheets and quilt were picked by Wei Xi, super cute, and Ling Zhen was very satisfied. He also did the cleaning and drying. Ling Zhen simply doubted whether Wei Xi liked this style in the first place, but he was embarrassed to talk about it.

The summer shower was quick, Ling Zhen washed, put on her night skirt, and walked out with a towel on her head.

Wei Xi has changed the sheets.

The original black and cool big bed was completely transformed into a pink and lovely princess bed. Ling Zhen felt wronged for some reason.

Wei Xi was sitting by the bed and looking at the phone. When she came out, he put the phone on the bedside table and raised his eyes and called her: "Come here."

Ling Zhen clutched the towel and passed by. Wei Xi took the towel away. He stood up and wiped her hair slowly.

The shower gel is orange blossom, with borneol and mint, and smells refreshing and cool.

Ling Zhen was trapped in his arms, with wet hair hanging down in front of her face. Wei Xi moved very lightly and would not pull her.

Behind the man was a big pink bed with a big round bear head in the middle of the bed. She reached out and grabbed Wei Xi's hem, and asked with a chuckle, "Do you like the new sheets?"

Wei Xi was very calm: "You like it."

What he wants is for someone to lie on his bed, and the sheets do not matter.

Ling Zhen hid under her hair and towel, stealing amusement, then coughed twice, and said solemnly, "Then other things should be matched, right?"

Wei Xi: "Yes."

Ling Zhen said, "The pillowcase also needs."

"it is good."

"There are also tablecloths!"

Wei Xi pressed her little head through the towel, "Do you want a towel?"

Under her hand, she giggled.

Wei Xi curled her lips silently.

The little girl is spoiled and spoiled. Jiao De Ren wanted to hold everything in front of her.

Ling Zhen remembered that a long time ago, she had made three chapters with Wei Xi, and he was not allowed to hug her or take her to his room. But Wei Xi did everything that was not allowed, and she was not unhappy.

Not only did he enter his room, but he also made a big change, like a proud and arrogant dove, occupying other people's territory.

Good bad good bad.

But Ling Zhen thought, he was used to it.

The hair was dried, Wei Xi removed the towel and combed her hair to the back, revealing a smooth forehead and a small plain face.

He bowed his head and kissed her on her faintly tidal forehead: "I can change anything, I will buy what I want."

The tone is conniving as always.

Ling Zhen smiled so that his eyes were crooked, stretched out his hands to embrace his narrow waist, and raised his face: "Wei Xi."

The man lowered his eyes.

"In fact, you are also suitable for pink." Ling Zhen said.

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows lightly.

Ling Zhen hugged him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on his chin "Boom": "Because you are so sweet, so sweet."

The author has something to say: Ah~Marital life~

(Actually, there is a very important and important plot coming soon, I don’t know if there is any baby who can guess

(Theoretically, there are two more changes. I try to pvp, but I expect it to be sugar

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Before you know it, "Mate of Food" has been broadcast to the last episode.

The program group has maintained excellent and superb editing skills throughout the season. The cute highlights of each issue are in place, and the rhythm is also well controlled. It is relaxed and leisurely but not procrastinated. Not only did a pair of celebrity amateur CP explode, it also sparked several waves of hot topics on the entire network, and it has steadily supported the word of mouth.

Therefore, at the end of the summer, when the last episode of "Food Companion" was broadcast, countless viewers expressed strong dissatisfaction and squatted in front of the TV on Friday night-of course, the two CP fans were the most popular. .

Since that incident, the two families have been well and won't give each other a wink, and have been peaceful until the last episode.

When Ling Zhen was busy in front of him, there were few episodes in time to watch. But when Xing Li said that she and Wei Xi's cp super talk were in the top three of the cp total list, she still felt very surprised.

After all, it was the last episode, and she didn't want to miss it, so this day she also brought Wei Xi to wait for the show.

A new change in the life of a couple is... before watching TV, they all stayed together in the living room, but now the location has changed. There is also a TV in Wei Xi's room, but he has never used it before. Now that you live in a room, you don’t have to go to the living room anymore.

It's really cool to watch TV while lying down, but...something else will develop when you lie down.

Well, something else.

The last episode was mainly about going up the mountain to prepare for the bonfire party that day. When Wei Xi calmly said "I like her more" on TV, Ling was really caught in his arms and gasped.

The whole network is bursting, cherish the cp fans collectively lose heart, the Weibo real-time square is full of "ahhhhhh" shouts.

The Lord himself is doing more practical things.

"...We," Ling Zhen's eyes were foggy, and his face flushed, "we, aren't we watching the show."

Since the last time, the simple kiss has gone bad, and she was rubbed in his arms like a poor dough.

Wei Xi's fingers gently rubbed along the arc, and a thin kiss fell: "I'm watching."

Ling Zhen's spine was trembling, and he didn't have the strength to refute him.

But she whimpered in her heart: Where did you watch TV whimper.

You, what you see clearly is... QAQ

In fact, after passing that limit, Ling Zhen didn't dislike the straightforward contact anymore. Even some of the subtle pleasure brought by the touch made the little fairy who had no knowledge of human affairs at the beginning of the period have such a hint of...the taste of the marrow.

But the light was so bright, the man's eyes were dark and his face was calm, but his men didn't know what they were doing. She felt too ashamed and shrank her face under the quilt.

Ling Zhen was so embarrassed that even his shoulders were pierced, and he thought dazedly, Mortal Chen is indeed too easy for people to indulge, no wonder the gods in the script did not want to go back when they descended from the earth.

On TV, the performance at the bonfire party reached the last group of guests. Wei Xi played the accompaniment and Ling Zhen sang.

The ethereal and graceful voice quality was not dragged down by the later stage. When she opened her mouth, it was like a clear spring gurgling by, and like a breeze gently rolling across the tree tops, sweeping across the quiet small mountain village, and finishing the season gently.

Then, the whole network exploded again.

This time, they directly put #凌真唱# on the hot search.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, sure enough fairies can sing and dance! ! ! 】

[Baby makes my mother so proud! ! 】

[I say that no one has objections to the artist ceiling, right? ! Ah, ah, listen to me! ! ! 】

But Ling Zhen didn't know what was being said on the Internet.

On the TV, the narrator was reading the conclusion in a warm voice: "Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, return to the mountains and paddy fields, the ten-day romantic journey allows them to know each other more deeply, understand life, understand what a couple is, and understand what a husband and wife are..."

Wei Xi leaned over, kissed Lingzhen's wet red eyes, and said dumbly, "Do you understand it."

Ling Zhen lost his eyes: "What?"

The man smiled softly and hooked her waist to lift him up.

"...What is a husband and wife."

The most upscale hidden club in the center of A.

Wang Yuan walked out of the club with a red face, sent two middle-aged people into the car, and stuffed two boxes of gold leaves into the car, then walked to the side of his sports car, and drove into the co-driver with a smug look on his face.

He just got out of the bar and couldn't drive. Ling Xuan was called to come to drive. As soon as he saw him like this, she immediately stretched out her hand and squeezed her shoulders to Wang Yuan: "Brother Yuan, it's hard work."

Wang Yuan was enjoying the caring of a woman, his alcohol was on his head, and his mood was relaxed. He couldn't help but said to Ling Xuan: "Wei Xi is going to fall into my hands this time."

When Ling Xuan heard this, her eyes flashed towards him: "Brother Yuan is really amazing! What's the matter?"

Wang Yuan felt that women didn't understand business matters, but couldn't stand her admiration, and finally managed to win in front of Wei Xi once, so he spoke to Ling Xuan in a hurry.

To put it simply, Qingxi’s most important project this quarter is a red movie. It is a cooperation with the government and radio and television, and the box office is guaranteed by the state. Basically, it has been negotiated. But in the sensitive period, with sensitive subjects, just hitting the stuff that Wei Xi had before, Wang Yuan took a lot of effort and invited two leaders of the Broadcasting and Television to make the matter more and more jealous.

It's not about how much it has to do with Wei Xi personally, but after all, this kind of cooperation values ​​fame and reputation. After listening, the leader really hesitated. After a drink, he let go and said that he would reconsider.

Once he succeeded in cutting Hu, the large amount of investment in Qingxi's early stage was basically invalidated. Moreover, as far as Wang Yuan knows, a large amount of their capital flow is now covered in another project, and the deployment is messy, and the capital cannot be turned around. Then the several large projects in the last quarter of this year are all in Yuanda’s pocket. Of things. And he can bankrupt this competitor if he is a little bit cruel.

Wang Yuan's nostrils were up to the sky, and he had never been so proud in his life, even looking at Ling Xuan's face that was always almost interesting was a lot pleasing to the eye.

Ling Xuan praised him from head to toe, flattering him to the sky.

Excited light flashed in her eyes: Who would have thought that she was so lucky? ! Wei Xi, whom she could not afford to climb, is now just a defeated opponent under Wang Yuan's hands-when Qing Xi is really bankrupt, will Ling Zhen still be stubborn in front of her? ?

The only question now is how to hold this man firmly.

Ling Xuan gently touched Wang Yuan's arm, leaning her chest up, "Brother Yuan, I congratulate you..."

Wang Yuan was already drunk, and the two soon started messing around in the car. Ling Xuan's eyes were clear in the shaking, and she was calculating the days of the safety period in her mind.

... She must grab something to hold her body!

On the other side, Wei Xi was sitting in the office, just after receiving a call from the radio and television leader.

Zhao Yan was also on the side of the public release. After listening, he couldn't help but cursed: "Wang Yuan, this sb!"

It's obvious that you just couldn't fight, and a big man is doing these sorrows behind his back. Isn't he ashamed? ?

Wei Xi's expression was calm from beginning to end, and even heard a trace of boredom at the end, pinching a pen with her slender fingers, spinning around to play.

Zhao Yan originally thought the matter was a bit serious. Seeing that he was so indifferent, he calmed down and asked, "Mr. Wei, what's going on?"

The black pen body flew around between the cold white fingers, reflecting the cold light of the ceiling lamp. Wei Xi spoke and asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Do you remember the finance that left the company the year before."

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered: "The one surnamed Sun?-Didn't you let Yuanda poach it away!"

"Well," Wei Xi nodded, "He did a good job over there."

Zhao Yan pinned the meaning of the words, and suddenly showed a horrified expression: "Fuck, isn't it??"

Wei Xi put down the pen, with a dull expression: "The double salary has been paid for two years, and the cost can be recovered."

Zhao Yan simply thought about it with horror. He seemed to finally understand why Yuanda is a very strong company, but Wei Xi has never really paid attention to it. Because indeed...no! need! want! When Sun Finance resigned, there were rumors within Qingxi that he had taken away many internal secrets. Now, when I look at it, it turns out that it is the opposite-it's all the routine of the boss! It's been several years since I was buried in silence! !

He was immediately fortunate that he had always stood firm and loyal to those who had been digging corners for so many years, and he was right to follow Wei Xi! He should have embraced his thighs in this industry!

"Then we next...?"

Wei Xi said indifferently: "Compared with violent madness, tax evasion should be more serious."

...

Ling Zhen had never understood Wei Xi's work, but when she left the dance troupe this afternoon, she was suddenly stopped by Ling Xuan's car.

Last time, she asked her boyfriend to drive a luxury car to send it off, but this time she didn't call Wang Yuan, and came over by herself in a small red sports car. After she got the news from Wang Yuan yesterday, she couldn't wait to know Lingzhen's reaction.

Ling Zhen said hello politely.

Ling Xuan got out of the car and carried her crocodile leather bag, walked over, tilted her head and took off her sunglasses, her red lips curled up, "I'm not tired when I come to the dance troupe every day?"

Ling Zhen: "I'm not tired, I like it."

"I understand," Ling Xuan looked like a confidant sister. "Even if you are tired, you have to bear it. After all, it's a job and you can earn money."

Ling Zhen: "?"

When Ling Xuan saw her like this, she knew that she still didn't know, and she immediately said with sympathy: "You don't know what's going on with your husband's company, right?"

Ling Zhen gave her a serious look, "What's the matter?"

Ling Xuan was secretly refreshed. She wanted to hold back her smile, but the corners of her eyes and mouth couldn't stop rising: "Hey, it's not that serious, don't worry-it's just that the capital cannot be turned around, and it may be bankrupt. "

Ling Zhen frowned, did Wei Xi's company have a problem?

Ling Xuan showed pity: "Don't worry-even if you go bankrupt, Mr. Wei must have savings. Even if your assets are mortgaged or something, can you still make money? Oh, two people live frugally, and you can always live your life. Go on!"

Ling Zhen didn't care about the gloating of her words, she was just thinking that there was something wrong with the company, and Wei Xi didn't tell her.

Good temper.

Ling Xuan talked about it for a long time, but Ling Zhen didn't respond at all. She didn't care either, she thought Ling Zhen had been hit too much-after all, she didn't make a movie now, what kind of money could she make just by dancing? It will be difficult to live a luxurious life in the future.

She covered her mouth and smiled: "Our boss Wang is actually not such a cruel person. When that happens, I will tell him that he will be on the Internet. Don't be sad, where are you going, I will send you off. ?"

Ling Xuan's goal was achieved, she already wanted to withdraw, but she was casually polite.

Surprisingly, Ling Zhen nodded and opened her car door: "You have work, take me to Qingxi."

Ling Xuan: "?"

But fortunately, Ling Xuan thought, maybe it was a big quarrel between husband and wife in the past.

After half an hour, Ling Zhen got out of the car and walked into Qingxi's building.

She walked all the way through the lobby, greeted several employees, then entered the elevator and went directly to the 17th floor.

The atmosphere in the company is quite normal. Everyone is busy with their own affairs, and there is no tense atmosphere due to the company's crisis.

Ling Zhen sighed and walked out of the elevator.

In the office, when the conversation had just ended, Zhao Yan patted Sun Finance on the shoulder: "You really have you.

Finance smiled: "No hard work, my basic salary will almost catch up with you."

Zhao Yan: "..."

However, solving the problem is always a happy thing. Zhao Yan got up with his finances and glanced at Wei Xi: "Mr. Wei, do you want to open a bottle together?"

Wei Xi looked down at her watch: "No, go home for dinner."

Zhao Yan was trying to say something when suddenly, the office door was knocked gently.

Wei Xi: "Come in."

The door was gently pushed open, revealing a head behind it, carefully asking: "Are you busy?"

There are not only Wei Xi and Zhao Yan in the office, but also someone Ling Zhen has never met, and the atmosphere seems a bit solemn.

Ling Zhen thought to himself, what to do, it seems to be very serious.

Wei Xi said, "I'm not busy, come."

The other two had stayed under Wei Xi's hands, and immediately heard their own redundancy from these three words. Zhao Yan smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, come in, let's go when we're done talking!"

Ling Zhen came out from behind the door and walked towards Wei Xi's desk in small steps.

Wei Xi raised her eyes and motioned for her to come around behind the table.

Ling Zhen passed by obediently and asked, "Something has happened to the company? Is it serious?"

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows.

Where did she hear it? It's not serious, it's just a little trouble, and it's basically solved.

But Wei Xi looked at her wrinkled little face with worry, turned a corner when she reached her mouth, and nodded, "Well, it's serious."

Zhao Yanmen hadn't closed Yanshi yet, he almost shook his hand when he heard it.

——Who is the big tail wolf lying to! ! !

Ling Zhen bulged her cheeks and said, "Why don't you tell me."

She said that there is something to tell her. Even if he doesn't understand these business matters, she can share some pressure on him.

Wei Xi took her hand and squeezed: "It just happened, I will tell you now."

Ling was really happy, and then shook his arms, "I heard Ling Xuan say... Is Qing Xi going bankrupt?"

Wei Xi: "..."

He did not expect that the rumors the little girl had heard had been crooked to this extent.

But Ling Zhen said in the next sentence: "But don't be afraid, I'm quite rich."

On the way she came, she did a lot of calculations. Her large income was for filming TV dramas and variety shows, and she hadn't spent much of it. There were still millions in her bank card.

A smile appeared in Wei Xi's black eyes, got up from the leather chair, removed the documents on the desk, and then hugged Ling Zhen to the desk with her arms fixed on the sides of her legs.

This is the company, Ling Zhen is afraid that someone will come in, so shy that he wants to jump off.

Wei Xi held down the person, kissed her twice on her lips, and smiled softly, "Give me your money?"

Ling Zhen shook his calf and blinked his eyes: "I can raise you."

Wei Xi's eyes deepened with a smile: "Really?"

Ling Zhen nodded seriously: "As long as you don't mess around, I can afford it."

Wei Xi lowered her eyes, separated the little girl's legs, put her arm on her waist, kissed deeply for a while, and asked, "Is this a mess."

Doing this kind of thing in the office, or on his desk, feels extraordinarily shameful. Ling Zhen's heartbeat speeded up and her apricot eyes were dim. It took a few seconds before she recovered. He whispered, "No."

Wei Xi stepped back and raised her eyebrows.

Ling Zhen said, "I thought it didn't cost money."

Wei Xi couldn't help but laughed out loud.

He couldn't think of whether there would be anyone cuter than her in this world.

Ling Zhen's drooping shoes sharpened his trousers, and said, "I mean luxury cars, famous watches, and those. I may not be able to afford them, but I can afford you as a person."

Wei Xi hugged her and asked, "Does the gold master have any requirements for me."

Ling Zhen pursed his lips in secret, "You have to be obedient, and if you don't have a job, you have to do housework at home."

From now on, Wei Xi will become the one she raised, and she must listen to her.

Ling Zhen thought so, but he felt quite cool. The little queen stretched out her hand, put her arms around his waist, and raised her face in a huff: "Anything?"

Wei Xi chuckled lightly.

The pleasure of surrender swept across the nerve endings again. The man held her on the back of the head and kissed her shining eyes.

"No comment."

The author has something to say: Brother Xi: I am willing

Really:?

There should be one more. I try not to stay up late QAQ staying up late is too hurt

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Ling Xuan hid in the toilet, looking at the slender white rod in her hand, two red bars were clearly reflected on it.

Her expression changed from dazed to ecstasy little by little.

-bingo! She was actually hit!

Since climbing to Wang Yuan, she has disconnected from the previous man. In the past two months, she has only had relations with Wang Yuan, and the child must be his!

Ling Xuan put on her clothes, raised her head, and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror.

Because of the chaotic days of the past year, her face has actually lost its previous state. The long-term staying up night clubbing has aggravated her eye-tail lines and nasolabial lines, which must be covered by makeup. She was originally older than Ling Zhen, and her best years are left in the past few years.

Fortunately, she met Wang Yuan! And now, she has a new backing!

Ling Xuan smiled triumphantly in the mirror. As long as she catches Wang Yuan this man and acts as a good helper when he flies, she can live the life she wants!

She tidyed up her silk nightdress, revealing a looming career line, draped curly hair, and walked out of the bathroom.

This is Wang Yuan’s residence in City A. Ling Xuan has lived here recently. Wang Yuan has come here recently except for going home. Ling Xuan was not in a hurry to tell Wang Yuan that she was pregnant. She wanted to make this man inseparable from her step by step, and then choose a suitable time to tell him!

At this time, Wang Yuan was lying on the big bed with his upper body naked, calling his friend: "I will be at the Chunyue Tower tomorrow. I will treat you. If you don't come, you will lose face!"

"What's the happy event! It's been a long time, everyone gather together—"

"Mr. Wei? Which Mr. Wei?-Oh, you say Wei Xi, it's called, anyway, I'm not bad for a treat. Well, then you can call it!..."

Ling Xuan lay gently beside him, rubbing Wang Yuan's arm. After the man hung up the phone, she said softly, "Brother Yuan, when your project is completed, do you want to go out and relax?"

"Relieve?" Wang Yuan put his arms around her and thought for a while, "It's okay."

He is so young and all his good time is wasted on work. It is time to reward himself!

Ling Xuan leaned on him and said happily: "Then, shall we go to Europe?"

She consciously used the word "we", but Wang Yuan didn't answer, and turned over and pressed it up, and the two quickly rolled together.

For the two of them, one felt that he was young and promising, and the other felt that he had captured the happiness of the second half of his life, and after indulging in pleasure, it was a dream.

Early the next morning, they were awakened by a sharp ringing—

Wang Yuan rolled over and pushed the person next to him impatiently: "Answer the phone."

Ling Xuan had to open her eyes and crossed Wang Yuan to pick up the phone he had placed on the bedside: "Hello?"

The opposite side was quiet, and then asked: "Is it Mr. Wang Yuan from Yuanda Investment?"

When Ling Xuan heard that it was Wang Yuan's business partner, she immediately softened her voice, expressing a knowledgeable temperament: "Yes, who are you? What can I do with Mr. Wang?"

The opposite is calm: "We are from the tax bureau, please call Mr. Wang Yuan."

Ling Xuan was stunned. She realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly pushed Wang Yuan: "Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, answer the phone!"

Wang Yuan scolded "trash" very irritably, and then took it up impatiently: "Hey, who?"

But after a minute, the impatience on his face disappeared cleanly, and sweat began to drip from his forehead.

"...Please cooperate with our investigation, thank you!"

When he hung up, Wang Yuan was already sweating profusely.

Ling Xuan leaned over: "Brother Yuan..."

Wang Yuan pushed her away, and Ling Xuan was unprepared and was almost pushed out of bed by him.

"what!-"

Wang Yuan yelled: "Fuck Wei Xi! I'm a yin guy!"

Although the bankruptcy date is uncertain, Ling Zhen is very serious about taking care of Mr. Wei.

Because of this, she has become more careful about spending money these days. I haven't paid much attention to it before. Although she is not interested in luxury goods and the like, after living with Wei Xi, the quality of life seems to have always been quite high, and the food is expensive. Ling Zhen secretly calculated their average monthly living expenses, which was higher than expected.

It is not easy to keep the CEO.

The little fairy takes it as her own responsibility to support the family, with a heavy sense of responsibility on her shoulders, waiting for the day when bankruptcy arrives.

But she waited for several days, and the wind was calm and there was not even a splash of water.

In the middle, she went to Qingxi twice, and the whole company was still alive and there was no sign of panic.

Ling Zhen was very strange.

Wei Xi clearly said it was very serious.

She is not looking forward to the bankruptcy of Qingxi, but just to make sure that if nothing is wrong, then the little skirt she was fond of can be bought by QAQ.

After thinking about it, Ling Zhen sent a text message to his nominal sister for the first time.

[Then what, is Qing Xi still bankrupt? ]

Ling Zhen was really asking questions sincerely. Because after all this was what Ling Xuan told her, she should know a little bit more information than she did.

But on the other side, when Ling Xuan received this text message, she felt that her face was slapped severely.

—Is she laughing at me? ?

Ling Xuan never expected that Wang Yuan was not as good as he bragged, let alone bankrupt Qing Xi, but Wei Xi had brought out economic and administrative responsibilities, and might even bear criminal responsibility!

But she has come this far, and there is a seed in her belly, it is too bad to give up Wang Yuan! After all, he is also a rich second-generation, even if the company is engaged in pornography, the family is still rich. On the contrary, being by Wang Yuan's side at this kind of moment can better show that she is unique in her love and righteousness.

Ling Xuan made up her mind, then lowered her head and saw Ling Zhen's text message again, her heart suddenly choked.

Why doesn't Ling Zhen need to think about this? Why is her husband so good, she can easily get everything she wants?

Ling Xuan's face was jealous for a second, and then she deleted the text message fiercely.

…

Ling Zhen hadn't received a reply all day, so he had to ask the Lord as a last resort.

Although Wei Xi hasn't gone bankrupt, she is still doing housework. After dinner, he took the bowl to the kitchen to wash, and Ling Zhen stood by the wall and stared at him.

The man's shirt sleeves were rolled up, he put the bowl on the shelf, and looked up: "What?"

Ling Zhen asked slowly, "When will I support you?"

Wei Xi paused, then the corner of her lips twitched, her black eyes were stained with a smile: "Remember?"

Ling Zhen probably knew by looking at his expression that things must be settled by him.

Although there is a little sense of accomplishment and lost the opportunity to enslave him, of course, the company is fine.

She exhaled and blinked her eyes: "Then I can buy a skirt."

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows.

Ling Zhen touched his head embarrassedly: "It's a bit expensive, I didn't dare buy it before."

Wei Xi looked at her and sighed softly: "Come here."

Ling Zhen passed over obediently.

The man's finger was cold, and he nodded her forehead: "I'm keeping you, you can buy as much as you want."

Ling Zhen raised his hand and rubbed the water mark on his forehead: "Oh."

Then... Then she can buy two!

Yuanda’s tax review has appeared on the social page of the newspaper in City A. The banquet at the Chunyue Tower, which Wei Xi rejected, was ultimately unsuccessful.

Wang Yuan encountered the biggest Waterloo in his career, and this Waterloo was still caused by Wei Xi!

He couldn't settle for himself, so he had to bow his head to help find a relationship with his family. He didn't even dare to see his friends for a week, and he was so frustrated and aggrieved to the extreme, no one was pleasing to his eyes. But when he returned to his residence, a woman leaned forward to bother him.

Seeing him coming back, Ling Xuan leaned in and asked Nuan, "Brother Yuan, how is the situation?"

When Wang Yuan saw her face, he thought of Ling Zhen naturally, and then thought of Wei Xi naturally, and suddenly he didn't beat him up: "Not so much!"

Ling Xuan smirked: "I will pour you a glass of water? To calm down."

Wang Yuan didn't want to calm down at all, he just wanted this face to disappear from his eyes. He waved his hand irritably: "This house will be taken away by my dad then, so you should pack up and move out!"

Ling Xuan was stunned. She didn't expect Wang Yuan to turn his face when he said that he turned his face! I originally thought of using pregnancy as a trump card, but now I have to play it in advance: "Brother Yuan, I am pregnant with your child."

Who knows that Wang Yuan didn't respond at all: "Who the **** knows who it is, maybe it was your former godfather!"

Ling Xuan's whole body is like falling into an ice cave: "I have only you in the past few months!"

Wang Yuan sneered: "If you come from that kind of place, don't play this set!"

Ling Xuan was a little panicked, and rushed to hug him: "You believe me, the child is really yours! I want to give birth to him for you!"

Wang Yuan was so annoyed that he pushed her away: "Who the **** wants your seed! I tell you the truth, when I took you away, I just saw you look a bit like that female celebrity! It's just for fun, it's serious. There are hundreds of thousands of things to take from Lao Tzu, take it and get out!"

Ling Xuan was pushed to the ground, her mentality really collapsed.

Wang Yuan is a scumbag, she recognized it, but she never dreamed that she thought that she was finally waiting for her early days, but it was just because she looked like Lingzhen? !

But obviously Ling Zhen is her younger sister, if she looks like Ling Zhen looks like her too! Why? ! People who were inferior to her in everything when she was a child are now better than her in everything! Even the dad planted in her belly likes Lingzhen's face!

Ling Xuan sat slumped on the ground, her lower abdomen was painful, her expression seemed crazy and smiled.

…

Ling Zhen didn't know what happened to Ling Xuan.

The days are still going on. It just happened to be the day when she usually visited Wei's mother, so she went to the hospital.

Ling Zhen entered the gate of the hospital. Wei Xi called. He was about to come from the company, saying that he had reached the door, and asked her if she wanted to eat egg waffles outside.

Ling Zhen walked slowly towards the top of the stairs and pondered: "Forget it, mom can't eat sweets. Let's buy them when we go out."

Wei Xi smiled over there, "Wait for me, come right away."

Ling Zhen stopped obediently, "Okay, I'll be waiting for you here on the stairs."

When Ling Xuan took the medicine bill and walked to the lobby on the first floor, what she saw was such a scene.

When she fell, her lower body was bleeding, and her mood was frustrated, so the doctor recommended to stay in bed for observation. She was now wearing a hospital gown and her face was withered.

And her younger sister, wearing a cute and playful little peach-heart skirt, is a well-known big brand's new season, with a little girly charm in her girly sense. Her skin condition is also very good, fair and supple, and her face is covered with collagen, looking like a young girl who has just grown up.

The most dazzling thing is that the smile on her face carries a kind of unconscious happiness.

It seems that there is no trouble, no need to worry, someone can always love her and protect her.

Ling Xuan stared at her back, thinking about why.

The past came to mind one by one. From the hatred that Ling Zhen slapped in the face at the dance party to Wei Xi's contempt and insult to her, she was all counted on Ling Zhen. Even the life in her stomach was not recognized, she blamed Ling Zhen.

Ling Xuan's eyes were red, staring at Ling Zhen's back, step by step close.

Why does she have everything? Why is she so happy? ?

Blame her for losing her audition qualification for "Fairy Questions"! Decreased to be the third blame for the married man! Blame her for being pregnant with this child who shouldn't show up! Blame her for everything!

Let her sister die!

Ling Xuan lost her mind, rushed towards Ling Zhen, and stretched out her hand—

Ling Zhen was originally leaning on the railing at the top of the stairs, looking at the mobile phone and waiting for Wei Xi. There were a dozen steps down in front of him.

She didn't hear the footsteps behind her at first, reminding her that it was the Lingzhu that suddenly heated up between the collarbone.

At that moment, she could feel that the Lingzhu had finally been consumed to the end, reminding her of something at the last moment.

So Ling Zhen almost instinctively leaned her body, and at this moment, she pushed her hands heavily, which could rub her back-she pushed it away!

Ling Zhen's body was still swayed in the air, and quickly grabbed the handrail.

Between the lightning and the fire, the person who pushed her lost his focus, and the whole person flew toward the steps, and rolled directly down the stairs!

The whole hospital lobby was in an uproar—

Ling Zhen was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound. Looking at the person lying motionless under the stairs, his toes moved: "It seems, yes..."

She was stiff all over, and just about to move forward a little bit, suddenly there was a strong attack behind her.

Then, she was dragged into the man's arms.

Someone screamed downstairs to save people.

Ling Zhen smelled a familiar smell, knew that it was Wei Xi, and finally settled down. Then, suddenly from the messy voice, I heard a rapid gasp in my ear.

After a loud noise, I was too anxious.

His heartbeat was also fast, pounding his chest hard.

Ling Zhen had never seen Wei Xi like this before, and her heart was sour and soft for a while.

"...Ling Zhen," Wei Xi said in a very dumb voice, "Ling Zhen."

"Yeah." She answered sadly.

Then raised his hand, put his arm around him, and patted him on the back: "Wei Xi, are you scared?"

His emotions were too late to converge, and panic and fear did not need to be translated, and they were passed straight to her eyes.

It took a long time for Wei Xi to speak.

"Ok."

Scared to death.

The author has something to say: Wu Wu Wu Xi brother! Mom is ashamed!

I scolded everyone, the vicious sister went to die

(Longer than expected, so I stayed up the night more pwp sorry everyone

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When Wei Xi walked in, Ling Xuan had just rushed towards Ling Zhen who was ignorant.

Like a vicious slow motion.

The heart and breathing stopped suddenly, and at that moment, a violent panic enveloped him like a balloon.

The cold-hearted man doesn't believe in gods and Buddha... But in a thousandth of a second, he actually prayed to God in his heart.

... Fortunately, fortunately.

Wei Xi hugged the person tightly into her arms, and the warm and soft touch was real. With a slight tremor, her breath swept across his neck, bringing the heart back to life.

There was noisy surroundings, but he didn't move, so he hugged so tightly for a long time.

Ling Zhen was relieved in his arms. After the anger and fear were tossing, she fell into depression. She hugged Wei Xi and felt so sad.

Wei Xi is a very stable and powerful man.

But she scared him.

I am afraid that she will be injured, that something will happen to her, and that he will not be able to rush to protect her.

Wei Xi said many times that she was not allowed to leave, but this was the first time that she clearly and deeply realized that this person could not lose her.

This terrible, black villain... This man who loves her and loves her, he needs her.

What about her?

After the life spirit ball on the collarbone was hot, it finally cooled down completely, and the real Su Chen opened the door to the fairy.

Ling Zhen hid in Wei Xi's arms and rubbed his head. After being panicked and sorrowful, my thoughts suddenly became clear.

When she came here, she wanted to go back. But now, the fetters can't be let go. She had seen how important she was in Wei Xi's heart, how she would shake her hand and leave him alone in this world in pain.

Ling is really a soul who gathers spirits. He was born under the seat of the master, and grew up as a simple and carefree little girl. The senior brother and sister told her that they were born like this, and even if they were born again, they would still gather together to regenerate and return to where they belonged.

Well... after having tasted the joy of mortal dust, why can't she live like a mortal in the past few decades.

The fairy world is clear and bright, full of spiritual energy, and is a good place for practice.

But... There is Wei Xi in the world.

If you are with him in this short time, it will be colorful.

Because that's the person she likes.

Ling Zhen held Wei Xi and rubbed his head against his neck.

"Wei Xi, don't be afraid," she said, "I'm here, I'm not leaving."

Wei Xi hugged her tightly, and when she raised her head again, the breath of her body was already suppressed.

"It's okay?" He lowered his eyes.

Ling Zhen raised his face and nodded quickly: "I'm fine!"

Wei Xi looked at her whole body carefully, then averted her gaze and swept her gaze downwards, her black eyes were cold and cold.

Ling Zhen followed and saw the medical staff lift the unconscious Ling Xuan away. Her appearance looked very bad, with blood covering her head, face, and body. When she lifted her up, her limbs were limp, and she seemed to have been thrown away. broken.

Ling Zhen subconsciously leaned in Wei Xi's arms, feeling afraid for a while.

If it was a little later, she would be the one who fell like that.

Ling Xuan was like this suddenly, she just had a vague guess, but after all, she didn't know what this sister was thinking in her heart. She just suddenly remembered that in the original book, Ling Xuan indirectly **** her off by informing Wei's mother, and was finally retaliated by Wei Xi, which was also a disability.

And she could have escaped this ending, but in the end she took the blame, harmed others and herself, and paid the price she should have paid.

On that day, because many people witnessed Ling Xuan's suspicion of intentionally hurting others, the police came to the hospital to investigate. Ling Zhen cooperated to make a transcript. Because he didn't want to disturb Wei's mother, he went home directly.

Later, I heard that Ling Xuan's leg fell very badly, and it was very likely that she would spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair, and she no longer had the ability to harm people. But there was a baby less than one month old in her belly, which was unstable before, but she fell completely lost after this fall.

After Ling Zhen heard about this, she probably understood her psychology. This elder sister with good eyes and low hands probably blocked the child for the rest of her life, but regrettably she was disappointed again. After her mentality collapsed, she blamed her unsuccessful sister on the sister she thought she was proud of, so she tried to harm her by killing her.

...It's really sad. I've been jealous of and blamed others all my life. I never look back at myself and reflect on myself. This is Ling Xuan.

After hearing the news, Ling's father and mother first went to the hospital to make a fuss, then forced to ask the child's father, and then went to the already messy Yuanda to make a fuss, causing Wang Yuan's life to be everywhere. jump.

Under Wei Xi's operation, Ling Xuan's attempted murder will be severely punished. After several weeks of review, Yuanda was completely cold.

But these have nothing to do with Ling Zhen.

September has arrived, and the National Dance Competition is just around the corner.

When the spirit orbs are exhausted, there will be no backlash for her, but since then, she has lost an extra warmth. Ling Zhen thought, Teacher Wen came so early, wouldn't he have spent seven or eight years as usual without aura?

But... Recently, Mr. Wen has been seeing the dragon without seeing the end, and his career in dancing has almost been put on hold. There are many speculations about him in the industry. The singing and dancing troupe was also unaware of it, and it was full of various discussions.

Perhaps only Ling Zhen knew what his true purpose was, but she couldn't tell.

The day is back on track, and Ling Zhen's choreography is basically completed.

She set the difficulty factor very high with the goal of making the personal battle of the competition a hit. Even she herself needs to be extremely focused and careful when jumping to avoid making mistakes.

The head of the group had seen some of her difficult moves, and was shocked, but he was a little worried. But she knows the truth better than anyone else-high risk can have high returns. If this thin wire is stepped on, Ling Zhen may really win this year's championship.

In this way, even if Ling Zhen wants to leave the group and fly solo, the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe has won two national championships. From any level, the group leader feels that he has made a lot of money.

Ling Zhen walked steadily one step at a time, and never lost his basic skills every day. On this day, in the dance troupe, she suddenly met an unexpected person.

——"Sister Qianqian?"

Ling Zhen didn't recognize the figure outside the rehearsal room. He looked at it carefully before confirming, and quickly walked out: "Why are you here!"

Zheng Qianqian glanced around in the rehearsal room, then took another look in the rehearsal room next door, as if looking for someone.

Ling Zhen followed and looked around, a little at a loss.

Zheng Qianqian did not look at the person she was looking for, sighed and cursed: "I'm really not here!"

Ling Zhen was even more at a loss: "Sister Qianqian, didn't you come to me?"

"I'm looking for you," Zheng Xiqian said, "Are you busy now? I'm asking you to complain about your teacher Wen."

Ling Zhen's eyes widened, "Huh?"

When did Sister Xiqian get involved with Teacher Wen? ?

After half an hour, the two of them were sitting in the cafe opposite to the dance troupe. Zheng Qianqian looked at Ling Zhen with a grieving expression: "I just want to ask, you guys who are immortal, don't care about boys and girls, right? Is it so hard to chase?"

Ling Zhen drank the strawberry milkshake and blinked.

Although she wanted to deny it, she thought about Wei Xi, as if...

Wei Xi has always been quite difficult.

Ling Zhen smiled secretly, then rubbed the tip of his nose: "What's the matter? Why do you say that?"

Zheng Qianqian looked at her stupidly for a while, and then suddenly broke out: "Isn't the old lady chasing someone? If you want to refuse, you refuse! What does Wen Zichu mean, ah? What does he mean-he actually sent this kind of text message to the old lady, this Do you look down on me!!!"

Ling Zhen was stunned.

She was first stunned by the news that Zheng Qianq was chasing Wen Zichu, and it took a long time before she picked up her mobile phone and took a look.

The above is all the messages sent by Zheng Qianqian in the past. Teacher Wen has replied, but the reply is obviously much simpler.

In the last dialogue, Zheng Qianqian asked him whether he was busy lately. After a long time, Teacher Wen replied one.

[My fate is short, I'm really sorry, Miss Cheng, don't waste time on me. ]

Ling Zhen was taken aback.

Zheng Qianqian is still furious: "I've been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered this kind of reason for rejection!! That handsome guy who looks very serious and lonely, dare to say anything when he lied?? Why don't you say that you have a terminal illness? You will die soon, don't you look down on me!"

Ling Zhen was silent.

Teacher Wen is indeed not the kind of person who can lie casually. If he says he will die soon, then...

An inexplicable anxiety surged in Ling Zhen's heart. She suppressed the thoughts and tried to appease Zheng Qianqian.

Fortunately, sister Qianqian is also happy to see Lie, and wants to engage in a fairy man. She has suffered more emotional injuries than others have talked about, and she has a very strong self-regulation ability.

"Does my old lady want a man, the next one is even better!!"

"Come on! Fuck this cup of milk, forget that boy!!"

Ling Zhen followed with a smile, but pretended to have something in his heart.

...

The southwest border.

Silent dense forest mountain tops.

A man in a mountaineering suit stood on the top of the mountain, looking towards the distant sky.

He has a handsome face, slightly furrowed eyebrows, and closes his eyes to feel the spirit current surging around him.

The leaves were whirling and rustling, and the mountain wind reverberated in the valley, like a response from outside the sky.

He seemed to be holding a piece of jade in his hand, emitting a radiant light, and when he was concentrating and holding his breath, the light became more and more prosperous, and in the end-a "crack" sound.

With the sound like an egg breaking, a crack suddenly appeared on the smooth surface of the jade.

Wen Zichu opened his eyes, looked at the crack, and smiled faintly.

"It's been so many years, it's not easy..."

He packed his backpack and started to follow the direction of the rift and walk deeper into the mountain.

Putting the jade back into his pocket, his finger touched something hard and he took it out to see that it was a phone that had been turned off.

Wen Zi thought about it for the first time, and finally turned on the phone.

He regards this human experience as a calamity, and the years of living like a mortal, although not helpful to cultivation, it is a kind of mental tempering. Wen Zichu had no initial anger and unwillingness for a long time. Of course, his long-cherished wish of returning to the throne was about to be fulfilled, and he did not get the ecstasy that he had hoped for.

Looking back on the past few years in the world, honors, flowers, applause... the impression of mortals seems to have been blurred, and there is nothing worth remembering.

...No, there are still some.

The phone was turned on, and it was difficult to connect to the misty signal in the mountain. Then, a few new text messages rushed out——

[I'm not wasting time on you! Do not worry! ! ]

[But my mother is not a ticket! I really liked you at the time, but forget it if you are not interested! ]

[However, if you are really sick, remember to get treatment! Don't delay at a young age! ! ]

Wen Zichu did not reply.

The emotion that mortals "like" is too unfamiliar to him, and too incomprehensible. But its enthusiasm and impulse, Wen Zichu can finally feel it.

This is probably the reason... Ling Zhen didn't want to leave.

Finally, the day came the day before the National Dance Competition.

Ling Zhen heard from Song Ling that there were a lot of people who signed up this time. From the southern side, Song Zhi, an "old friend", would also come to participate. Although she is not to be afraid, the top talents in dance academies from all over the country have been sent in. After the audition, all the people left behind are ruthless.

Ling Zhen was a little nervous when she said that.

After all, it is a big game paving the way for the future. Although it is not good to win or lose, after all, success or failure is also very important.

Moreover, after all, it was Wei Xi who wanted her to set up her own dance studio. She didn't want to lose the chain on her own strength.

Ling Zhen was dangling around at home to relieve anxiety, thinking about actions and competition rules. But Wei Xi has been sitting calmly on the bedside, looking down at his mobile phone.

Ling Zhen swayed twice in front of the pink and tender bed, but he didn't respond.

The little girl is a little bit upset.

When I walked to the table, I opened the box of the storage rack, exerted a little effort, and made a "swipe and pull" sound.

Wei Xi raised her eyes.

Ling Zhen turned his back to him, without turning his head, his fingers rummaged in the box.

The man's voice rang from behind: "What are you looking for?"

Ling Zhen secretly snorted, and reluctantly replied: "Look for the lipstick for tomorrow."

Wei Xi put down the phone and walked over, "What color number? I'll find it for you."

Ling Zhen turned around and looked at him: "You only care about it now."

Wei Xi lowered her eyes, saw a little bit of irritation on her little face, and curled her lips: "Unhappy?"

Ling Zhen felt that she was a little hypocritical, but she was really anxious and nervous. She said, "I will play tomorrow! Don't you worry about it?"

Wei Xi stretched out her hand to wrap her waist, took a step back, sat down by the bed, and hugged her to her lap.

"Don't worry," Wei Xi bowed her head and kissed her lips, "because you are the best."

Ling Zhen groaned twice, but the corners of her rosy lips curled up a little, and the bright apricot eyes showed a little smile.

She seemed to have been coaxed in a word.

"There are many people who are better than me," Ling Zhen leaned in his arms, scratching his collar with fingers, pretending to say nonchalantly: "Oh, who else, that Song Zhi-she also came to participate in the competition. It."

Wei Xi paused: "Song Zhi?"

At first glance, the name was strange, and he had no impression.

Ling Zhen blinked, a little happy and a little skeptical, and mumbled: "So unfeeling, I have forgotten my name after having dinner with others..."

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows and reacted.

He hugged the person to his body, and smiled softly: "I remember, do I need to remember it more."

"Don't think about it!" Ling Zhen said quickly.

She stretched out her hand, hooked his neck, and stared at him: "You can be more unfeeling!"

Wei Xi smiled, hooked her thin white neck, and lowered her head: "Well, I just miss you."

Ling Zhen groaned and kissed him for a while.

The anxiety and tension had long been forgotten, she sat on his lap with her legs bent, rubbing his neck with her little head greasyly.

Wei Xi hugged her like a cat, with her fingers running down her spine a little bit, as if she was shun Mao, Ling Zhen squinted.

He asked: "Are you busier than finishing the race?"

Ling Zhen leaned on him: "Not busy."

Wei Xi said, "Do you want to go out and play."

Ling Zhen's eyes lit up: "Where are you going!"

Her exploration of the world is still limited to the places where she went out for filming and dance troupe tours. There are so many beautiful sceneries in the world, of course she wants to see it.

Especially, I want to visit with Wei Xi.

Wei Xi curled her lips: "You can go anywhere you want."

He hasn't taken a vacation for many years, and it happens to be available now. The vacation used to be meaningless to him, but now, it is different.

Ling Zhen was immediately excited, and touched his knees: "Then I'll do my homework when I'm okay!"

"Well," Wei Xi lowered her eyes, pressed to her ear, and whispered: "Also...By the way, I will make up the wedding."

The topic turned a bit quickly, Ling Zhen's eyes flickered twice.

They were originally married by contract, but of course there was no wedding. But she knows that here, the wedding is a witness to a couple, and it is a very, very important ceremony.

Wei Xi looked at her with dark eyes: "Okay."

Ling Zhen licked his lips and asked him, "What are the benefits of having a wedding?"

Wei Xi said: "The advantage is that you can just go on your honeymoon."

Ling Zhen opened a pair of curious and innocent apricot eyes, and then asked, "What are you going to do on your honeymoon?"

Wei Xi looked at her with a smile.

After a while, he leaned over and whispered something in her ear, and then the little girl's face slowly climbed into a red glow.

Wha, what a newlywed Yaner, what **!

——What are they all!

The competition was held as scheduled, and the first day was the group stage.

Competitors of the same group are assigned to the same theme and perform impromptu performances within a limited time. The judges will comprehensively score based on the difficulty and completeness of the action.

The first day of the game was not difficult. Ling Zhen was assigned the theme of "Nebula". According to Song Zhi, her group of judges is the most strict, but Ling Zhen is not nervous anymore when he arrives on the court, and the whole person performs very well.

After the performance was completed, the judges exchanged their eyes, and their expressions also had a tacit meaning.

——Well, championship reserve player.

On the first day of the group match, Ling Zhen met a lot of capable players, but did not encounter familiar faces such as Song Zhi.

When she finished walking outside, she heard someone talking.

"Hey, I thought I could see Wen Zichu, my male god..."

"It's a pity. He came last year. I don't know what's going on this year..."

Ling Zhen paused for a while without saying anything.

In the evening, the results of the group stage were announced, and the competition organizing committee eliminated more than half of the people, leaving only 30 players. Only two of the four contestants of the Oriental Song and Dance Ensemble were left, and Ling Zhen and Song Ling both successfully entered the finals.

Waiting until the next day to go to the venue, it was obviously much colder than the first day.

Ling Zhen saw Song Zhi. She can make it to the finals, and she must have worked hard since this time. After meeting Ling Zhen's gaze, she obviously also had the desire to win and lose.

Ling Zhen doesn't despise any opponent, but she doesn't care much about someone. She is still reviewing her dance moves in her heart.

The final is divided into two rounds, all of which are drawn by lottery, and each person’s personal display is carried out. Only 10 people can be left in the first round. In the second round, the champion, runner-up and runner-up will be determined by the score.

In the first round in the morning, the performers also tried their best to show their skills.

By this time, the champions had basically been revealed: two dancers from the south, a girl from the northwest division, plus Ling Zhen. They did not communicate with each other, but after the end of the round, the names of all four of them were among the ten.

Song Ling regretted stopping there. She was already satisfied, but when she saw that Song Zhi had actually made the top ten, she was a bit unwilling to do so.

"Sister Zhenzhen, hold on, and you must crush her to death!"

Ling Zhen smiled, "Okay."

In fact, she shouldn't be needed to suppress Song Zhi, her opponent is someone else.

Ling Zhen's mentality has always been very stable.

She originally thought that the competition would go through this smoothly, but after noon, she didn't know why, she suddenly felt a sense of horror.

I can't explain it clearly or explain it. Ling Zhen rubbed his chest, sat in the waiting room, bowed his head and sent a text message to Wei Xi.

"I seem to be nervous again."

Wei Xi was in the company, but the news came back quickly: "Don't be nervous."

"After the match, I will pick you up to eat mango ice."

Ling Zhen curled her lips and smiled.

The number she drew is in the middle, good or bad, and will be on the court in a while.

The panic in my heart could not be suppressed, and the mango ice did not work. Ling Zhen took a few deep breaths and wanted to turn off the phone, but suddenly heard a "dingdong".

Her heart jumped, and then began to speed up inexplicably.

Ling Zhen looked down. It was a new email from Wen Zichu.

It was an email sent regularly, delivered to Lingzhen's mailbox on the hour, but she didn't know when he sent it. Ling Zhen clicked on it and saw that there was an attachment location map and a short sentence.

-"The choice is yours."

Ling Zhen stared at these four words blankly for a while.

However, in this minute, an explosive news is sweeping the Internet.

Someone in the waiting room first gave a "fuck", stood up and turned over the chair. Immediately afterwards, the room was filled with unbelievable voices one after another.

"real or fake?!"

"Fuck it, isn't it!!"

"I do not believe!!--"

Ling Zhen was dumbfounded, and turned to look at Song Ling who was with her next to her: "What's wrong...?"

Song Ling slowly raised her head, her eyes were red with tears glowing.

"Sister Zhenzhen, this..."

Ling Zhen took the phone from her hand and checked the content on the page.

[@Xx新闻: Important news! Large-scale mudslides occurred in **** mountains in x county x province in southwest my country due to a heavy rain overnight! my country's famous dance artist Wen Zichu died unfortunately! It has been basically confirmed by the shoes left at the scene......]

Song Ling collapsed, "Mr. Wen, is dead?!"

Ling Zhen's pupils contracted and his face was blank.

The author has something to say: I think there must be a smart baby who can guess it.

(The exam is here again, ah, ah, ah, I don’t know how many babies are not on holiday

(Today is a double watch and a big fat watch, no need to stay up late~

Thank you [flame] grenade x1 [Hami Mi] mine x1

Thank you [xback, xback. Qingju x10, Xixi, Li Xiaoxiao x10, Yu Ruoning x10, Song Zhen~x2, ""] for the nutrient solution of the above babies

kisses! good night! !

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Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband Chapter 90: champion

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...Wen Zichu is dead?

Ling Zhen's first reaction is that it won't.

For the gods, death is an impossible thing, and she denied it subconsciously.

But the next second, she reacted again, Wen Zichu is now a mortal body, and it is indeed possible to die.

...But, but, how could it be?

Everyone is judging the authenticity of this explosive news, only Ling Zhen is thinking about another thing repeatedly.

Is it possible...After so many years of searching for Teacher Wen, he finally found a way back, and then... left?

Wen Zichu didn't leave much information. The last time he contacted Ling Zhen, he still asked her if she wanted to go somewhere. After Ling Zhen declined, he never heard from him again.

The latest news was the email that was just received, but shortly afterwards, the death news rushed out, and Ling Zhen was caught off guard.

Ah-more! A few days ago, he told Sister Xiqian that he was dead soon. Could it be that he had already made plans?

There was a mess in Ling Zhen's heart.

Other people's feelings about this news may be the regret of being a passerby, or the sorrow of being a fan. The other players in the waiting room couldn't help but cast their sights on Ling Zhen and Song Ling, who were in the same team as Wen Zichu. Now they should be the most impacted.

In the corner, Ling Zhen was dressed in dance clothes, still looking like he couldn't return to his senses. She lowered her head slightly, and a few strands of broken hair leaked out, looking a little helpless and pitiful.

But even Song Ling thought she was shocked by this sudden tragedy. No one knew that Ling Zhen had to worry about much more and farther than they could imagine.

On the other side of the field, Song Zhi just finished the performance and gracefully finished the action.

After she left the court, she heard the assistant talk about it, and she was shocked: "What, you mean my male **** Wen Zichu?!"

The assistant nodded: "This is the report so far."

Song Zhi digested the news as he walked backstage: "How come, this is too sudden..."

While she was sad, she couldn't help but rejoice in her heart. Fortunately, the news came after she finished the match. Otherwise, the idols who have been fans for many years will encounter unexpected events, and their mentality will definitely be affected.

Suddenly, Song Zhi remembered something, and turned to ask the assistant: "Is Ling Zhen not playing yet?"

"Yes, she is number six."

Song Zhi suddenly showed a little smile-Ling Zhen and Wen Zichu are so familiar with each other, she must be greatly affected. Looking at her like that, it is estimated that she came to win the championship, but it is hard to say now...

She waved back the assistant and pushed open the door of the waiting room. Sure enough, she saw Ling Zhen and her group's friend sitting in the corner, demoralized very low. Song Zhi looked away, turned around and found a place, Shi Shiran sat down.

Song Ling wiped her face, forcibly calmed down, and whispered: "Sister Zhenzhen, don't think about it, you will be on the court soon!"

After studying with Ling Zhen for so long, she became a lot more indifferent. For the first time, Ling Zhen seemed more flustered than her, and Song Ling calmed down instead.

"Anyway, I don't believe it. There is no real hammer, so I assume they made a mistake," Song Ling held Lingzhen's hand, her eyes glowing red, "Sister Zhenzhen, think about it after the race, hold on! Win a championship. Show it to Teacher Wen!"

Ling Zhen bit the tip of his tongue, regaining consciousness with a slight pain.

At this time, the people in the waiting room looked different.

Song Zhi's gaze swept over intentionally or unintentionally, and the few players who were also competing for the championship were quietly paying attention to Lingzhen's reaction.

Now is not the time to be upset.

Ling Zhen nodded and shook Song Ling's hand back: "Okay."

In any case, the game is here, and she can't fall short.

The playing numbers went down one by one, and the number five in front of Ling Zhen was the girl from the Northwest Division. She seems to be in very good form, with a calm and confident look, which invisibly puts some pressure on other players on the field.

Ling Zhen took a deep breath. She especially wanted to call Wei Xi at this time, but she resisted it.

After about ten minutes, finally arrived at Lingzhen.

Song Ling accompanied her on the stage. After they left, Song Zhi quietly followed.

She could clearly feel that Ling Zhen had some unconsciousness. The news of Wen Zichu had an even greater impact on her than Song Zhi had imagined!

Although she knew that it would be difficult for her to win the championship, but if Ling Zhen couldn't get it, she would feel a lot more comfortable. After all, Song Zhi failed to come to City A to develop, thanks to Lingzhen and his husband. Later, when "The Companion Between Food" was broadcast, she was forced to see these two show affection every day, which blocked her heart infarction.

So she is very, very unwilling to see Ling Zhen.

Song Zhi stayed in a corner where he could see the game, hoping to wait for the first time to see Ling Zhen roll over. In addition to her, there are also some players who have finished the competition, watching from the corner.

No. 6 Ling Zhen played. First, I greeted the judges and teachers routinely and introduced the performances I prepared.

Then, she closed her eyes and waited for the accompaniment to play.

Ling Zhen was trying to adjust his breathing. The heartbeat is still fast, clamoring in the chest. The mind is not as pure as usual dancing, there are still noisy sounds.

The first note of the accompaniment has sounded, and the dance movements have been practiced by her to conditioned reflexes, and she made the corresponding movements when she heard the notes.

However, it is still a little bit worse.

Those present are all masters, and sometimes there is a slight difference between the form and spirit, but the masters can tell at a glance.

Song Zhi couldn't help laughing.

Ling Zhen also realized that she hadn't been able to enter the state in the first bar, her heart shuddered and she simply closed her eyes.

Don't look, don't want to.

Back many years ago, on the top of the deserted Yunyu Mountain, dancing against the sea of ​​clouds.

There is no audience, and time is forgotten. Like a bird, it instinctively stretches its feathers between heaven and earth.

Ling Zhen's accompaniment is very tight, and after a few soothing measures, he quickly moved to the first one.

The judges stared at her closely-this is a very risky behavior, cutting difficult moves so early, it will only get harder and harder behind. Unless her first move is beautiful enough to bring the back up, otherwise the whole performance will collapse.

Song Zhi also stared at the people in the center of the field closely. She felt that Ling Zhen was too confident of herself. Even if she wanted to show off her skills in the competition, this kind of choreography was too difficult!

But the dancer did not feel it.

When everything is unpredictable, give everything to instinct.

As a result, the musical notes turned into layers of clouds of Yunyu Mountain, floating gently beside her. The state of mind polished in the boundless time finally came into play at this moment, and Ling Zhen suddenly opened his eyes after turning around in a group.

The fundus of the eyes is already bright and clear--

Then, she shook her whole body, like a full bow, and made an ultimate purple gold crown, staying in the air for an extremely long time!

Everyone's eyes were pinned to the light figure flying into the sky, and in a few seconds, no one dared to breathe.

Then, the subtle slow motion ended, and the fairy fell back to the ground.

Gently, steady, without a trace of shaking.

The judges glanced at each other, and they all saw the admiration in the other's eyes.

On the other side, after a brief daze, Song Zhi showed a trace of resentment in her eyes.

Where is she affected? !

Didn’t you just pretend to be out of mind? ? Fuck, scheming bitch! !

She was so angry that she wanted to shake her hand away, but then Ling Zhen's dance moves became more and more exciting. Indeed, as the judges had expected, after this action, the following actions became harder and harder, and she did better and better!

Song Zhi's expression changed a few times, but after all, he was not willing to leave the scene. The nose was not the nose and the eyes were there and watched the full performance.

When it was over, Ling Zhen retracted his hand and bowed.

The judges were all applauding, and the players around Song Zhi sighed with shame.

This degree of difficulty, plus this degree of completion... Let's accompany them on the run.

——The results of the competition were announced half an hour after the performance of all the players.

The third and second place were taken by dancers from the South and Northwest, and the name of the champion is almost universally recognized.

When the two words "Ling Zhen" were read, applause broke out in the entire conference hall.

Ling Zhen took a long sigh of relief, stood up and bowed to the crowd, then stood up to accept the award.

In the process of receiving the award, her expression was polite and indifferent, but she did not show much joy.

Ling Zhen especially wanted to see Wei Xi.

After finally finishing the ceremony, Ling Zhen hurriedly changed his clothes and walked outside the venue.

The other players were not as anxious as her, dropping out in twos and threes, and some were still exchanging experiences with each other.

As soon as Ling Zhen left the gate, he saw the familiar car parked on the side of the road. The man leaned on the car door, saw her, and looked up.

There was a gasp behind him.

"Hey, is that Lingzhen's husband?"

"Fuck, it's the same as on TV! No, it's more handsome than on TV..."

Of course Song Zhi had seen it too. This man was as handsome as ever, and her heart suddenly became sour.

Ling Zhen had a feeling in his heart from the moment he saw Wei Xi. She was still holding the bouquet she had just received the award, and suddenly ran towards Wei Xi and threw it into his arms.

Wei Xi was startled slightly, and subconsciously opened her arms to catch her, and put her arms around the person in her arms.

There was another gasp behind him.

Other players: What kind of winner is this in life! You have money and men, and you won the championship!

Song Zhi:...Fuck, what a show! ! ! !

She was so angry that she turned her head and left, and she didn't want to come to City A again in this life!

It was the first time Ling Zhen was so enthusiastic in public. Wei Xi lowered her eyes and rubbed her ears: "What's the matter?"

The little girl hugged him and said dullly: "I won the championship."

Wei Xi returned her hand, opened the car door, and praised her in a low voice: "It's great."

Ling Zhen got into the car, Wei Xi closed the door for her, walked around the front of the car, and sat in the driver's seat.

The car drove out for a while and met a red light.

Wei Xi stopped, stretched out her hand and hooked her cheek: "I won the championship, not happy?"

Ling Zhen took off her shoes and sat on the passenger seat with her legs in her arms, all in a small group. After the game was over, the mind that was forced to suppress was still entrenched in her heart, and in front of him, she could indulge any emotions she had.

"Wei Xi," she called him softly, "Ms. Wen seems to be... gone."

Her voice trembled slightly, with many unknown fears.

Wei Xi's heart moved, and she hooked her face to let her see herself.

Ling Zhen leaned his head on the back of the chair, with wet eyes and a little incoherent: "In the mountains, mudslides, he... Teacher Wen is not such a rash person."

Wei Xi sighed.

The red light passed, and the car behind honked its horn. Wei Xi drove the car out, then found a place to stop.

Ling Zhen still sat facing him, with his chin resting on his knees, her bushy eyelashes drooping, looking very frustrated.

She has a lot of anxiety.

What is going on with Wen Zichu? Was it really something unexpected, or...

If he really returned there, how would her life change?

These uneases cannot be specifically stated, but the emotions are straightforward.

Wei Xi stretched out her hand, placed her palm on the warm back of her neck, and said, "Ling Zhen, I don't care about his life or death."

Ling Zhen raised his confused eyes.

"But I care about your feelings," Wei Xi looked at her with dark eyes. "If you want to know, we will find out. Don't panic."

Ling Zhen nodded after taking a long time: "Okay..."

Wei Xi leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Ling Zhen closed his eyes obediently.

After the kiss, Wei Xi stepped back a little: "Do you still want to eat mango ice."

Ling Zhen grabbed his collar, chased after him and kissed him.

Her lips pressed firmly, warm to the touch, and she smelled the clean and clear cedar scent of Wei Xi's body.

The heart seems to have finally fallen back a little.

She nodded: "I want it."

In fact, they didn't need to check, the relevant reports and details of Wen Zichu were quickly reported by the media.

After sampling and analysis, the shoe found at the place where the mudslide occurred was indeed Wen Zichu's own. This has basically determined the fact of his death.

But his body was not found. According to the local police, he might have been swept away by a large mudslide and taken to a nearby river. It was difficult to salvage the body.

On the day when the National Dance Competition ended, #凌真胜利# and #温子初遇难# were both on the hot search.

Seven years apart, two champions, one rising up, and one passing away young, had to be embarrassed.

The dance lost a national treasure master, and both inside and outside the circle paid special attention.

After Zheng Qianqian saw the news, she was stunned for ten minutes. Then she carefully read all the reports that could be found on the Internet, and finally lost her strength and fell into a chair.

"Actually...I'm not lying to me..."

After a long time, she slowly covered her face.

Within two days, new discoveries were made in the death of Wen Zichu.

Ling Zhen has been paying close attention to it, and as soon as the news came out, she saw it immediately.

[@Xx News: New discovery of Wen Zichu's death! The police entered the hotel room where Wen Zichu was staying and found a critical illness notice in it! ……】

Things turned around again, and online speculation began to turn to Wen Zichu who committed suicide. After all, since this incident was exposed, there have always been questions on the Internet, why would a good dancer appear in such a remote mountainous area in the middle of the night?

But with this critical illness notice, everything seems to be explainable. Young and talented, but terminally ill. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life in chemotherapy, so I chose this way to end my life.

Wen Zichu's body was again cast over a layer of regrettable tragedy.

The Oriental Song and Dance Troupe stopped work for a week because of this, and Ling Zhen watched various news at home every day.

"Wen Zichu committed suicide due to illness" gradually became the conclusion of the entire network, and then the popularity slowly weakened.

There was too much information on the Internet, and everything seemed to be true. Ling Zhen was so dizzy that he couldn't believe anything in the end. The results of Wei Xituo's investigation in the place where the incident occurred were roughly the same.

Ling Zhen was more willing to believe that he really found a way and went back to the fairy world. And her life didn't seem to have changed because of Wen Zichu's departure.

The only change is that she is a bit clingy than before.

The seeds of restlessness are not so easy to pluck out. Ling Zhen stays at home every day, wilting a little bit more than before, but also stickier to Wei Xi.

Two days later, Wei Xi came home from get off work and saw her holding a tablet on the sofa. The man came over, squatted down, and took away what was in her hand.

Ling Zhen didn't grab it either, just rubbed forward along with his movements and hugged him.

Wei Xi touched the top of her hair and said, "Go and change clothes."

Ling Zhen raised his face and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Dating," Wei Xi said, "to make you happy."

Ling Zhen's mood has been a little depressed recently.

It's not noisy, it's just too awkward.

When the two went out, Wei Xi held Ling Zhen's hands next to his arm.

In the autumn, the air became colder, and Ling Zhen realized that he hadn't been out for too long. Take a breath of the outside air, as if the depression that has been accumulating in my heart has dispersed a little.

Ling Zhen shook Wei Xi's arm and walked bouncely as before.

The two ate dinner and watched a movie like ordinary couples.

In the back row of the cinema, the seats were connected, and the handrail in the middle was lifted up. Ling Zhen leaned against Wei Xi's arms, and the man lowered his head to kiss her.

The sound of the theater is very good, and the sound is rumbling as if it is surrounded from all sides.

There seemed to be overlapping figures around, but Ling Zhen still felt very ashamed.

Blushing, she held Wei Xi's shoulders, and then gasped for a while and whispered, "Why are you making me happy?"

Wei Xi pecked the tip of her nose, "Are you happy?"

Ling Zhen shrank his neck, then leaned forward, rubbing against his neck, and the corners of his lips curled up.

In fact, I am a lot happy.

After the movie ended, Ling Zhen felt guilty and dared to go out after putting on his mask. The man beside him looked calm, without any shame.

The top floor of the mall is a Ferris wheel, which has become a mecca for couples to check in. Ling Zhen relaxed, holding Wei Xi's hand, and queuing to sit.

In their turn, it was a yellow carriage. Ling Zhen grabbed Wei Xi: "Don't do this! Let's wait for a transparent one."

After another four or five turns, Ling Zhen excitedly pulled Wei Xi into the transparent carriage.

The two sat facing each other, Ling Zhen prone to watch the night view of the city on the glass, blushing with excitement.

The Ferris wheel turned very slowly. After watching it for a while, Ling Zhen lost interest. Turning his body back, the man opposite was looking.

Ling Zhen squeezed her fingers embarrassedly: "Wei Xi, I'm already happy."

She has been fainting recently, Wei Xi didn't say much, but she would hug her at night and pat her back gently.

Wei Xi stretched out her hand, took Ling Zhen's arm, and brought it to her side.

"Ah, it will be shaken!"

Ling Zhen was a little frightened, and stood up cautiously, then danglingly sat on Wei Xi's side and took his hand.

The Ferris wheel slowly turned and rose, and the carriage was quiet, and the lights in the distance became one piece of light, which filled the night with people.

Wei Xi put her arms around her and asked softly, "Afraid?"

Ling Zhen knew that he was asking about something recent, so she nodded, "Yeah."

Indeed... scared.

Wei Xi's voice was low and steady: "Illness, accidents, life and death are common occurrences."

Ling Zhen raised his eyes.

"Death will always come. It's good to leave no regrets while you are alive," Wei Xi said, "Don't be afraid."

Ling Zhen slapped his eyelashes.

I realized that Wei Xi was enlightening her.

He thought she was frightened by the sudden death, afraid.

Ling Zhen suddenly smiled, and his heart suddenly became soft and empty.

Wei Xi looked down and saw the little girl's bright smiling eyes, reflecting the distant lights.

Her voice was very soft: "Wei Xi, I'm not afraid of death."

Ling Zhen leaned in his ear, as if revealing an incredible secret.

"I am not afraid of death," she said quietly, with a warm breath, "I am afraid to leave you."

Wei Xi was startled.

The Ferris wheel turned to the apex, and they were at the top of the silent city. In a daze, there is a wonderful illusion that only them are left in this world.

After a long time, the man put the little girl in his arms and stroked her head.

"Then stay with me forever," he said softly, "to die together."

The author has something to say: so busy, so busy, but this is still a fat chapter! ! Everyone at the end of the term, cheer!

Brother Xi and Zhenzhen will also cheer! ! !

[Shout out, I'm my mother! !

good night!

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