When it comes to this dewy relationship, Jiang Zhi doesn't have a good face.

And she really doesn't remember anything.

The memories of that night are very confusing.

Jiang Zhi didn't understand why Sheng Xizhou looked like he had a good relationship with her now, she still remembered Sheng Xizhou's expression when she looked at her coldly and said that she was going to find someone to give her a turn.

"Sheng Xizhou, you don't have to talk about it for one night, I think since my memory is not profound, you should be like that. ”

Jiang Zhi didn't mean to hurt a man's self-esteem, she was indeed telling the truth.

Although Sheng Xizhou looks like a dog, but, everyone may have something unspeakable.

It's no wonder that his temperament is so capricious, cold-blooded and perverted.

Sheng Xizhou didn't expect to be misunderstood by her like this, of course she wouldn't have any deep memories, he didn't touch her at all that night.

"It's okay, maybe there's another time. Sheng Xizhou said this lazily.

Jiang Zhi knew that the dog couldn't spit out ivory in his mouth, and she thought that she would never have a next time with him in her life.

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Whoever you sleep with will never sleep in the same bed again.

For such a person who repeatedly refuses to save her and often tries to kill her, no matter how many years of friendship there are when she was a child, it has long been worn out.

Jiang Zhi had already walked to the door, and she was much more defensive now than before.

I didn't want to take the key out of the windowsill in front of him.

But Sheng Xizhou was like that stinky skin plaster, sticking behind him and didn't seem to want to leave.

Jiang Zhi stood on the steps, this height was about the same height as his, she was able to look into his eyes and look at the mansion behind him: "Aren't you going home?"

Sheng Xizhou is tall and long-legged, and he is very conspicuous when he stops here: "Don't worry, I'll send you first." ”

Jiang Zhi crossed his arms: "I don't need you to send it." ”

The two of them seemed to be frozen here.

Sheng Xizhou met her eyes, her thoughts seemed to go a little far, her eyes were very similar to Jiang Suining's.

Jiang Zhi and Jiang Suining only have these eyes that are similar.

A few times, Sheng Xizhou looked at Jiang Zhi's wet eyes, and almost recognized the wrong person.

Jiang Zhi didn't want to continue to stiffen with him, so she simply didn't care, and stood on tiptoe to find the door key from the gap in the windowsill, and she also knew that the picture of her feet looking for the key was probably very ridiculous.

She opened the door and pulled her suitcase into the house.

The door slammed shut.

Sheng Xizhou was thrown in front of him, not only was he not angry, but he smiled.

She's pretty cute.

Sheng Xizhou didn't have the key to the old mansion, and his mother didn't approve of him going back to the old mansion in Nancheng, knowing that he was going back was still a little nervous: "Why did you suddenly remember to go back and live for a few days? ”

Sheng Xizhou perfunctory his mother: "Something." ”

Mrs. Sheng didn't give her son the key, and even though the things that should have been disposed of in that house were also taken care of, she was still not at ease.

Although Mrs. Sheng and Sheng Xizhou are mother and son.

But the two have no mother-son relationship.

Sheng Xizhou's father had several women outside, and the number of illegitimate children and illegitimate daughters was uncountable.

Mrs. Sheng and her husband are just a marriage between wealthy families.

To each his own, she doesn't expect her husband to give her much love.

But the Sheng family must be her son's.

Sheng Xizhou has had mental illness since he was a child, and his father felt bad luck when he saw this son, and he couldn't speak, so he looked very gloomy. When he was seven or eight years old, Sheng Xizhou's father took his son back to the Sheng family.

Mrs. Sheng was so angry that she couldn't change his mind.

Later, her son's illness was finally cured.

Although he still doesn't talk much, he doesn't like to deal with people.

But the doctor said he was smart, at least a normal person.

Mrs. Sheng wanted to bring him home from Nancheng, but he didn't want to.

exhausted all methods, coercion and temptation, or coaxing him in a low voice, it was useless.

In his eyes, there was only the little princess of the Jiang family.

Of course, Mrs. Sheng doesn't like Jiang Zhi, she was raised by her family to be too naïve, very simple, she thinks about eating and eating every day, and eating sugar makes her teeth bad.

From time to time, he also took Sheng Xizhou to climb trees and pick osmanthus flowers.

Do something that only childish ghosts do.

Mrs. Sheng saw the picture of her son tying the little girl's hair and braiding it several times, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

Her son, who doesn't need affection.

Love will be his weakness.

Jiang Zhi had already threatened Mrs. Sheng's plan, and she had no choice but to use the method recommended by the psychiatrist to forcibly withdraw for him.

The average person only needs a month.

Her son was stubborn with her for half a year.

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Sheng Xizhou called the lock-picking company, and without effort, he entered the mansion that had long been covered with ashes.

He felt strange and a little familiar.

I don't like it, and I don't hate it as much as I imagined.

Sheng Xizhou has already found out the hospital where he was treated, and it is not difficult to call up the file.

If the archives are still there.

What is there that is worth hiding from him for so long?

Sheng Xizhou thought that he would know the answer sooner or later.

Now, he just wants to have dinner with Jiang Zhi.

He didn't keep her mobile phone number, but the number was so familiar.

After dialing, Jiang Zhi quickly answered, and hung up without hesitation when he heard Sheng Xizhou's voice.

Jiang Zhi was resting in the bedroom on the second floor, the light outside was too bright, and she couldn't sleep because of the sun.

There was still ice cream in the refrigerator that he had stocked up on when he went home last time, and Jiang Zhi held the ice cream and sat on the recliner by the window to nibble intently.

Sheng Xizhou stood on the balcony opposite, and happened to see her wearing childish and stupid pajamas, eating ice cream very seriously and well-behaved.

Looks really stupid.

It's kind of cute.

Sheng Xizhou's gaze was too strong, and Jiang Zhi found the person opposite after eating most of the ice cream.

Sheng Xizhou beckoned to her very politely, probably back to the home where she was used to living when she was a child, Jiang Zhi seemed to have changed back to the little naughty little girl she used to be, and she rolled her eyes at the man.

Turning back to his room, he closed the floor-to-ceiling curtains without hesitation.

Completely shut him out of sight.

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On the other side, Shen Luyan only learned that she had returned to Nancheng after Jiang Zhi's plane landed.

The assistant mistakenly thought that this matter was not important, and waited until Mr. Shen finished the meeting before telling him.

Shen Luyan's face was cold, and he raised his cold eyes: "You only told me when everyone arrived in Nancheng?"

The assistant didn't even have a chance to explain, so he was sent away by Shen Luyan.

In the past two days, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is in turmoil.

The phone screen on the desk suddenly lit up.

There is no remark on the number.

It's the mobile phone number used by Jiang Suining High School.

Shen Luyan waited for a while, but still picked up: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Suining had already known about that night from the news, and she had deliberately been quiet these days, and she was not in a hurry to continue.

She thought that Shen Luyan should hate Jiang Zhi by now.

Even if you don't hate it that much, there will always be a pimple in your heart.

Jiang Suining lay on the bed and complained to him in a coquettish tone: "Young Master Shen, my back hurts so much recently, you said that I was whipped back then, how could I be so torturous? ”