Zhou Sa's IQ has always been online, it can be said that even if Xiang Weiliang's IQ is not online occasionally, Zhou Sa's IQ will be online, but no matter how smart she is, she would never have thought that the weak woman with a beautiful appearance in front of her would contain the soul of her friend. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Thank you for thinking about Wei Liang, but you don't have to be sad, she is free and easy by nature, and she has no worries in this world, and there is a place where she has been thinking about it for more than half a year, I think she can rest in peace even if she is buried there. ”

Although Zhou Sa is a nerd, she can still see the sincerity and falsehood, she probably felt a strong sadness from Wei Liang, even if the words she said were blunt and comforting, Wei Liang was even more sad for a while, Zhou Sa should be cold but always energetic, not like now to hold back tears and comfort others.

"You're right, after all, that's Xiang ...... Miss Ryara's favorite business. ”

Zhou Sa took out a pen and paper in the reception room and wrote his phone number on it: "This is my phone number, if you encounter academic problems in the future, just come and ask me, you are welcome, chatting with you is also very inspiring to myself." ”

Wei Liang looked at this phone number that he had remembered for a long time, it had not changed for decades, and he forced himself to hold back tears and walked out of the Cultural Relics Restoration Bureau!

Like a child who can't find her way home, Wei Liang stands on this familiar road but doesn't know where to go, her real body has died out of this world, so what's the use of her previous efforts?

She endured the same personality as Cha Weiliang and her family, endured the difficulties she suffered at work, and remained generous and polite, and couldn't get rid of people even if she had the same boyfriend......

She has always had a plan and a goal in doing things, and she endured and tolerated in order to achieve her goal, but now that the goal is gone, what can she do if she has a plan?

"Sister, sister, don't cry! I won't make you angry in the future, okay?"

"I won't eat indiscriminately in the future, don't you cry, okay?"

"Sister......

Wei Liang squatted down and hugged his head a little out of control, and said, "Cha Wei Liang, I'll give you back your body, can you come back quickly?"

"This is your body, can you take her back?"

This body contains a 32-year-old adult soul and an 8-year-old child soul, and now the 32-year-old soul is out of control, how can this unstable 8-year-old soul withstand it, Xiao Weiliang said as if trembling: "Sister, don't be like this, I'm afraid!"

"Cha Weiliang, do you know? I'm so tired, I want to take a break, I'm Xiang Weiliang! I've never wanted to do anything Cha Weiliang, now that my body is dead, can I let my thoughts disappear too, Cha Weiliang, you say, can you let me go?"

On the avenue shaded by the trees, there was a woman in blue squatting under the tree crying uncontrollably, and the pedestrians looked sideways, but no one went over to ask why, everyone has their own life, and no one will give too much curiosity and attention to an irrelevant person.

Ying Zhan was originally one of these people, and he has always been dismissive of people who try to solve problems with tears, whether men or women.

But the ghost sent him a glance when the car passed by the woman in blue, but it was this glance that made him breathe messily.

It's her!

The culprit who told him that he hadn't shown the slightest interest in other women for months!

The brakes made an ugly grinding sound on the ground, but Ying Zhan sat quietly in the car and looked at the crying woman.

He thought a little self-deprecatingly, in terms of beauty, this woman can only be regarded as above average among the women he has dealt with; in terms of personality, she is introverted and silent, and she doesn't even have any common language with himself; in terms of family background, the Cha family is not a big family...... Such a woman, what is she worthy of her own nostalgia?

In this place that she was most familiar with, where she spent most of her time every day, she broke down and cried, she didn't know that there was a man watching her look at her.

She has always been strong, except for the death of her mother in a car accident at the age of 20, she hid in a no-man's land and cried, and then she never cried again for so many years, but now she can't control herself.

When her mother passed away, she sorted out her feelings, and at that time it was hopeful, because her mother also hoped that she would live a good life, but now she has no goal, no direction, and even no body of her own, and she doesn't know what the meaning of her existence is.

The body suddenly took off, but it was slightly cool but didn't pay attention to it at all, still immersed in its own world.

Ying Zhan hugged the woman who was crying and didn't even look at him, frowned, and said, "Zha Weiliang, what happened?"

There was no answer.

"What are you crying about?"

Still not answered.

"Can you stop crying?"

Someone had already looked at them, and Yingzhan simply carried the person directly to the passenger seat.

Obviously, Ying Zhan is not good at comforting people, he got in the car and wiped Weiliang's tears with a tissue, but just after wiping the tears flowed out again, Ying Zhan even felt that if it was someone else who was holding Cha Weiliang in the car now, she would definitely not be able to find out! This idea made him very unhappy.

Some irritable said, "What's the use of crying if you don't want to solve something?"

Still unanswered.

Ying Zhan crawled his hair a little irritably: "Cha Weiliang, how can you stop crying?"

But the woman who was crying steadily seemed to have heard nothing, so she was forced to lean over and break her shoulders, and said solemnly: "Zha Weiliang, look at me!"

However, how could Zha Weiliang, who was quiet in his own world, hear his words, tears rolled on his clothes like beads with broken threads, and Ying Zhan stretched out his left hand to hook Weiliang's chin.

Originally, he wanted to talk to Wei Liang, but when he saw those crying watery eyes, all the big truths he had prepared became useless.

Those eyes were clear and transparent, full of tears at this time, full of despair and confusion, as if nothing could touch her, but Ying Zhan felt that his heart suddenly hurt, as if he had been pierced by something sharp, and it hurt clearly.

All the prepared words lost their color at this moment, and Ying Zhan subconsciously covered the eyes that made his heart rhythm unbalanced, pulled the person into his arms, and couldn't help but hold the pale lips.