Song Fei was pulled into the car by Zhong Shidu.

She wanted to speak, but Zhong Shidui ignored it completely, and after getting in the car, he turned on his mobile phone and dialed the phone out: "It's me, book me another ticket, and get a temporary ID card." ”

I don't know what the other party said, Zhong Shiwan glanced at the passenger seat and said, "My wife." ”

Song Fei realized later: "Where are you going to take me? As she spoke, she went to push the door, but the car had already been locked by Zhong Shidu, so she had no choice but to look back at Zhong Shidu, with anger in her eyes that could not be hidden, "Zhong Shidui, I already live in Wenyuan, and I should have no other obligation to run around with you." ”

Zhong Shidui asked another question: "If I don't come back, will you go with Rong Xin?"

Song Fei was stunned: "You say...... What?"

He was quiet, turned his head suddenly, and leaned closer: "Are you tempted?"

Song Fei couldn't avoid it, and when he reacted, the tip of his nose almost touched Zhong Shidu. And Zhong Shidu's eyes, except for her shadow, are all his own thick emotions.

A feeling of suffocation wrapped in layers came to his face, and the ghost made the gods worse, Song Fei suddenly asked: "What if, I said there is?"

Before the words fell, the sense of suffocation suddenly distorted, and the sharp blade struck her like a hob, but it stopped at hand.

Song Fei was shocked into a cold sweat, and only then did he really realize that the clock in front of him was not the other clock and twilight.

Her pale face was seen by Zhong Shidu, and he couldn't help but move his lips, but quickly looked away and stopped talking from beginning to end.

With the help of the green channel, the two got on the plane all the way unhindered and flew to Amsterdam.

Song Fei didn't really want to go over, but one Zhong Shidui saw it firmly, and the other was that she didn't want to stir up the ill intentions of Jin Rongxin and the Zhong family, in comparison, Zhong Shidui was the best choice at present.

Out of the airport, Ji Shen was waiting outside, because he had received the news that Song Fei was coming together, he was not much surprised, but he was busy for fear that Song Fei would make a little effort, which made Song Fei a little confused.

"Stop, you don't have much luggage. She wanted to stop Ji Shen, but as soon as her arm reached Ji Shen's eyes, the other party flashed back extremely quickly.

"Sister-in-law, this is what I should do. He smiled and flashed, but after a while he turned back into the car, and this time, he quickly started the car, but the destination was not a hotel, but a house located in a residential area, a single family with a courtyard, which was very comfortable at first sight.

Song Fei stood at the door, looking at the huge "Qin" on it in a daze.

Zhong Shidui glanced at her, his face did not fluctuate, he stepped into the house first, the door creaked, bringing the fragrant fragrance of wood that had been precipitated by time, Song Fei looked over, the porch was deep, but it was spotless inside, and the light was extremely bright.

"This is Aunt Lan's house, although no one has lived in it for a long time, someone will come to clean it every once in a while. Ji Shen said, seeing that Song Fei didn't move, he misunderstood, and quickly explained, "Aunt Lan is my brother's mother, but she has passed away." ”

"Well, I know. Song Fei nodded and walked into the house.

Ji Shen seemed to be stunned by her words, stood for a while before coming back to his senses, and hurriedly followed: "What else did he say?"

Song Fei was strange: "Say?"

Ji Shen glanced at the vicinity, Zhong Shidui was not there, and then quickly said: "He usually doesn't mention Aunt Lan to people." ”

Song Fei thought for a moment: "He took me to the cemetery. ”

Unexpectedly, Ji Shen's face wrinkled suddenly, his mouth opened as if he had swallowed an egg, and he was about to speak, but Zhong Shidu's footsteps came from nearby, and he quickly closed his mouth and hurriedly ran to talk to Zhong Shidui.

Why did she have such a reaction when she heard her go to see Qin Miaolan? Song Fei thought to herself for a while, and reluctantly came to a conclusion.

I'm afraid I didn't expect it to be brought away by Zhong Shidu.

As for the deeper reason, she didn't bother to explore it.

Because of the plane meal, Song Fei didn't feel hungry after settling down, and just wanted to sleep, but when he lay down at a time when he was not sleeping, he was always half-asleep and half-awake, until he was awakened by the knock on the door, and there was a hazy feeling of seeing flowers in the fog.

After opening the door, it was Ji Shen who stood outside the door and said to her, "Sister Scarlet, it's time for dinner." ”

Song Fei was stunned by this title. You must know that generally in places where there is only Zhong Shidu, Ji Shen will not deliberately call her "Sister Scarlet", this title is just casually set in order to cover up Ji Shen's identity, and it is not used by insiders at all.

"Sister Scarlet?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Ji Shen shouted again.

Song Fei came back to his senses: "Oh, I can't eat it." ”

On the other side, he said: "It's a Chinese food specially ordered for you, let's eat as much as you want." With that, he went downstairs, and his steps were hurried, as if he was afraid of being stopped.

Odd.

Since they all emphasized "deliberately", Song Fei estimated that if he didn't go down, he was afraid that someone would come to the door directly. So, she settled down, emptied her mind, and walked down the staircase railing.

The wooden steps creaked beneath my feet, and when I entered the dining room, I saw a bowl of hot soup being pushed in front of the only empty seat.

"Uh, Sister Scarlet, you sit here. "It's still Ji Shen to speak.

Song Fei swept the hand pushing the bowl of soup and walked over.

On the other side, Zhong Shidui lowered his head and began to eat, he was a little fast, but his eating appearance was still pleasing to the eye.

But Song Fei didn't want to appreciate it, so he scooped a spoonful of soup and put it in his mouth, his taste buds touched the tip of his tongue, and he unexpectedly woke up his sluggish stomach.

It's a taste she likes, and it's handled very delicately in the ingredients.

Song Fei couldn't help but take a few more sips, and when the bowl bottomed out, a small bowl of rice was pushed over in front of him, and a plate of sandwiched dishes was brought by the way, all of which were light tastes.

These are still the handiwork of Zhong Shidu.

Song Fei finally looked over again, but when she finished eating, she saw Zhong Shidui stand up, pat Ji Shen on the shoulder, and went to the living room.

Ji Shen had no choice but to bite the bullet: "Sister Scarlet, try the dishes and see if they fit the taste." ”

She stared at him silently, until her cheeks flushed when she was seen on the other side, then she lowered her head leisurely and casually took a chopstick and put it in her mouth.

Not surprisingly, it is also delicious.

In Amsterdam in spring, it gets dark as early as winter, but Song Fei is still a little sleepy with jet lag, and she has to wash up before she can go to bed at normal bedtime.

But washing up is a hassle.

She has a separate bedroom, but the bathroom is outside, and when she finally decided to wash up and just stepped into the corridor, Ji Shen rushed out from the other side at the same time: "Sister Fei, the bathroom here is a little older, you may not be able to use it, I'll help you put things in first." ”

But although he was still talking, his hand had already taken Song Fei's clothes away and quickly walked to the bathroom.

Song Fei had no choice but to walk over, and saw Ji Shen with his back to her, and said while busy: "Sister Fei, I'll wait for you outside later, if you think something is wrong, call me." ”

"Call you without clothes?" Song Fei didn't know which of his tendons was wrong, so he asked directly.

Ji Shen suddenly felt like he had been choked, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Ji Shen, I don't need you here. ”

"But—"

"No, but. Song Fei interrupted him, his eyes glancing at a closed door nearby, and his tone became colder and colder, "If someone really wants me to do something, it's best to come out and say it myself." You may not know my habits, but I've never liked to hear from people. ”