What is a ghostly mind?

Song Fei thought that she should have pushed him away immediately, instead of letting him go straight in. But between the entanglement of breath, countless fragments appeared in her brain like lightning.

In those pictures, there are the two of them laughing at each other, and there are also intimate hugs that do not shy away. And with these images, her heart beat violently, and a nervous but gentle emotion arose spontaneously, spreading in her body.

Song Fei was stunned.

Whether you remember it or not, the memory of the body cannot deceive people.

Now, she finally felt that she really loved him once.

Outside the window, a sudden wind howled, blowing over several metal objects under the building, making a completely unignorable sound of throwing to the ground.

Both of them in the room came back to their senses.

Zhong Shidu's face was still very close to Song Fei, and his eyes didn't blink, as if he wanted to encompass her face in his heart. After a moment, he said in a dumb voice, "Your hand ......"

Song Fei reacted at this time, and his hand climbed his shoulder blade at some point. She quickly retracted, just in time to curl up on her chest, and her eyes were still as calm as a lake, completely devoid of the irritability that Zhong Shidui had imagined.

So, continue to be silent for a moment.

"You—" The two of them said in unison, stunned for a moment.

Song Fei sighed softly, stretched out his fingers, and carefully poked the solid and powerful chest opposite.

"Get up. She whispered.

Zhong Shidui turned over and did so.

Next, everything fell into place.

The two sat back in a clear state, but after a while, Song Fei got up with the tablet between them, and said "good night" to Zhong Shiwei as usual before going back to the room.

Zhong Shidui lowered his eyes and hummed, and continued to sit.

Song Fei couldn't help but sweep over, but the expression on his face was too bland, and he couldn't see any clues. Of course, for the purpose of slipping away in a hurry, she didn't plan to delve into it.

Soon, the door slammed shut.

Zhong Shidui raised his head, his hand slowly rubbed his lips, his eyes were deep and far-reaching, as if he was still savoring the taste that belonged to Song Fei after going deep just now.

But then, he looked grim, stared at the door of Song Fei's room, and unconsciously let out a sigh.

When Aunt Luo saw Song Fei the next day, she was first startled by her dark circles, followed by ......

"Madam, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Song Fei choked suddenly, and said with little confidence: "Oh, I was bitten by a mosquito." As he spoke, his eyes kept glancing into the room.

Aunt Luo was still surprised that there were mosquitoes on such a cold day, but seeing that Song Fei looked like she was looking for someone, she put aside the fact that there were mosquitoes, and said, "Mr. is out, do you have something to look for him?"

"No, no, no. Song Fei couldn't help but burst into the most sincere smile today.

Is...... That's great.

Zhong Shidui went to the city very early.

Although he is usually in workaholic mode, he walked directly to the office at dawn, which still startled the security guards of Shiguang.

So, by the time Zou Liwen went to work, the rumors about the boss had already flown around and around.

Some guess that the boss is about to make a big move, and some guess that the boss wants to use this to fire the pension employees, and the more they talk, the more they don't talk.

Zou Liwen listened all the way, and the question marks in his heart were about to pile up on his face.

As the boss's special assistant, how come he doesn't know anything?

However, when I was about to arrive at the office, a voice quietly came from the general manager's office: "Is it ...... The boss was kicked out by his wife?"

He paused, turned over, knocked on the door, and said to the gossip and frightened faces inside, "What do you say?"

However, no matter how Shiguang guessed the boss's family life, it would not affect Song Fei.

To be precise, she is being influenced by another woman.

Ni Jielin.

When Tinglan saw Ni Jielin come to the door, Song Fei's first reaction was that she wanted to blow people away.

Of course, she sensibly didn't.

But Ni Jielin came alone, it wasn't just to ask her to order clothes, right?

Song Fei thought so, so she was polite to Ni Jielin: "Why do you have time to come?"

Ni Jielin didn't speak, raised her eyes and swept the store, and said at the same time, "Shi Du asked me to see how prepared you are." ”

It's twilight again.

Song Fei's heart was suddenly subtle and sour, but he still smiled: "He, it's a pity that he left early today, otherwise he would have told me in person." ”

Her tone was intimate.

Ni Jielin looked at her sharply.

Song Fei let her see it generously, and continued to maintain a decent smile as "Mrs. Zhong".

But this time, Ni Jielin didn't stare at her face too intently like in Wenyuan, and after a while, she showed an unbelievable expression: "Can you ...... It's weird. ”

There is no expected malice, just a calm narrative.

Song Fei was stunned: "Strange?"

On the other side, he asked, "Are you really in love with him?"

Love and falling in love are different in semantics and context.

Song Fei listened to Ni Jielin's meaning, as if she had never fallen in love with Zhong Shidu, but last night's heartbeat was not like a fake, except for love, she couldn't find any other reason to explain.

"It's not about you. Song Fei said softly.

The topic could have stopped there, but Ni Jielin was stunned as if she had been hit: "You...... Love him?"

Song Fei: "He is my husband." ”

Ni Jielin clenched her hands, with a look of resentment in her eyes, but she didn't say anything after all, and turned to leave.

Wait, this is gone?

I haven't said how I'm going to prepare!

Song Fei was inexplicable, and couldn't help but follow, and happened to see Ni Jielin's back almost deserted.

It's weird.

Song Fei thought about it, and could only come to one conclusion, that is, he destroyed Ni Jielin's little mood of liking Zhong Shidu.

But is she the rightful Mrs. Zhong?

Thinking of this, his waist suddenly stiffened, and he even sent a message to Zhong Shidu.

Zhong Shidui didn't reply, not knowing what he was doing.

Song Fei had no choice but to return to work.

However, after Ni Jielin's interruption just now, her brain became active like chicken blood, staring at the few line drawings on the paper, and a bold idea was forming in her heart.

False or not, it is always outsiders who see flowers in the fog.

And she can look at the jury in the same way.

finally made progress, Song Fei was full of energy, and only stopped when all his thoughts were squeezed out.

The night was deep, but the clock was not there.

Overtime? Song Fei thought of Zhong Shidu's delay in replying to the message, and decided on this idea.

However, when no one was at home, she was much more relaxed, and after eating the dinner prepared by Aunt Luo, she began to wander around the house.

After living in Wenyuan for so long, Song Fei has never been like today, and he has taken this place as his own territory comfortably.

It's as if everything has been changing since last night.

She went from the living room to the kitchen, to the bedroom on the other side, and finally stopped at the door of the study. The study was where Zhong Shidui often stayed, and she remembered that she had come late a few times to find water to drink, and she could faintly hear the sound of talking in the study.

Song Fei stood and thought, his eyes glanced casually, but he found that there was an eye-catching gap on the side of today's door.

Didn't lock the door?

Her hand paused in mid-air, curiosity triumphing over reason, and pushed away.

Zhong Shidu's study was full, but it was neatly organized.

Song Fei swept through the bookshelves that surrounded almost half a circle along the wall, covering all aspects, and Song Fei even found a few crumpled martial arts books in the corner.

It's a lot of taste, she thought.

Seeing that there was really nothing to see on the bookshelf, Song Fei turned around and looked at the desk in front of him, except for the lamp and several decorative items, there was nothing else on it.

Song Fei didn't think it was strange at all, but when his eyes swept over, he stopped on the desk calendar standing in front of him.

It's only the middle of November, but it's turned directly to the December page, and a circle is drawn on the 24th.

December 24th, Christmas Eve?

Song Fei picked up the desk calendar and flipped it forward, but didn't find that Zhong Shidui had any habit of reminding the festival.

Does this date have any special meaning to him?