This night, Sinan stayed at Hughu's house, and the two of them nested in the quilt and chatted and chatted until they fell asleep, going back in time as if nothing had happened. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This night, Lin Conghai did his best to serve his parents at home, maybe this was the last time...... He forced a smile on his face, so that his father's glass was not empty, and patiently listened to his mother's chatter, talking about his childhood, and worrying about his marriage, everything will be different from tomorrow. Perhaps, as the owner said, girls are thin-skinned, and swallowing their anger may be from you, even if there is a 1 in 10,000 possibility, you have to try. He thought that in his life, if he didn't take the risk this time, maybe it would be like this forever...... The owner of the money also made it clear that he would do as he was told, and he still had some hopes, and maybe he could fulfill his wish, otherwise he would be sent to prison in minutes, and patted him on the shoulder, promising to give him a large sum of money again, so that his parents would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. For him, there is no choice at all, under coercion and temptation, step by step to today, it is his own choice......

This night, Chen Kaize was alone in the high-rise building, holding a wine glass and looking at the fireworks in the sky, the mobile phone rang, Jiang Shan only said simply: "At two o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow, you go to Sinan's house and act at the opportunity." Chen Kaize solemnly responded, hung up the phone, and drank all the wine in the cup, and his mood couldn't be said to be very sunny.

On the first day of junior high school, Sinan was woken up by firecrackers, she looked at the time, and actually slept until almost noon, so she dressed and went to the ground. Hug was still asleep, heard Sinan's movement and muttered, put his head under the pillow and continued to dream about Zhou Gong. Sinan pushed the door out, in the living room, his godfather and godmother were already watching TV, and asked Sinan if he wanted to eat something, Sinan shook his head and said that he would go back to wash up first, so he said goodbye and left.

Back to the small courtyard, Sinan checked the door lock, there was no trace of picking the lock, she opened the courtyard door, not in a hurry to enter, but opened the courtyard door wide, stood outside the door to observe for a while, everything was as usual, the mark she specially put in front of the door has not changed, she opened the courtyard door, took out the key to open the house, the moment she opened the door, the body quickly retreated half a step back at the moment of opening the door, and there were no demons and monsters to pick out, she felt that she was really bowing the cup snake shadow, self-deprecating smile, then turned around and locked the courtyard door, entered the house, locked the door again, and went to take a bath and change clothes。

Early tomorrow morning, the cat will pick her up and go to the set, she didn't sleep well last night, she ate too much, she wiped her hair out, she was still sleepy, she just wanted to make up for sleep, look at the New Year's message sent by Chen Kaize on her mobile phone, there are only a few simple words: "Happy, comfortable." "I can't help but grin, this kid still understands me a little.

Half-asleep and half-awake, she heard the mobile phone ringing, and there seemed to be a knock on the door at the same time, she rubbed her eyes and sat up, hey, it wasn't an auditory hallucination, it was really ringing. The mobile phone showed that it was Lin Conghai calling, and Sinan connected: "Hey?"

"Sinan, open the door, I'm at your door. ”

"What are you doing here? I'm sleeping. ”

"My mom asked me to bring you something to eat. ”

"Then you wait a moment. ”

Sinan got dressed, hesitated for a moment, and thought that in broad daylight, Lin Conghai would not be bold, she wrapped her coat tightly, went out of the house, and looked at the cat's eye at the courtyard gate, Lin Conghai was alone, carrying a pocket, and the pestle was there.