readx; Is she too stupid and naïve, or is he hiding too deeply?

A layer of water gradually floated under his eyes, and Ye Zhixia looked at the unconscious man in the back seat with a look at a stranger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Which one is the real him, the cold-blooded and ruthless person who shot just now, or the person who gently cooks breakfast in the kitchen in the morning?

Panic, shock, heartache, confusion, panic, and all kinds of emotions are tangled together.

She suddenly remembered the night she threw down her uncle, and the scene when the masked man used force on herself at the dock......

Why? If both were him, then why did he lie to her?

Ye Zhixia froze there blankly, his vision was empty and scattered, and he didn't know where to land.

At this moment, the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rang. The loud ringing of the bell continued, pulling her back from her painful conjecture.

She slowly came back to her senses and took out her mobile phone from her pocket, which was a call from Song Xiyue. Ye Zhixia then remembered that she was here to play with Xiaoyue all night tonight, who would have thought that she would go out to the bathroom after drinking high and go in the wrong direction and touch the wrong door, and she encountered a group of people on the underworld playing firefights, and found out that the uncle had another identity by mistake.

Everything came so suddenly that she was caught off guard.

However, Ye Zhixia didn't want Xiao Yue to know this, her father had a car accident, and the Song family must have a lot of worries now, so she couldn't worry about herself anymore.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhixia reached out to wipe away the tears in his eyes, adjusted his mood slightly, and connected the phone: "Xiaoyue." ”

"Ye Zhixia, did you fall into the pit or are you constipated, why did you go to the toilet for more than forty minutes? Do you want me to get you out? Over there, there was Song Xiyue's roar, which was mixed with loud music.

"Xiao Yue......" frowned, and Ye Zhixia called her again in a heavy tone. I just opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.

Although Song Xiyue also drank a lot of wine, she was still quite conscious. She heard that Ye Zhixia's voice on the phone was very unusual, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" What happened? You can't forget to bring toilet paper, right? ”

The saddest thing that can happen in the toilet is to suddenly find that you don't have tissue with you after going to the toilet.

"I ......" Ye Zhixia adjusted her emotions, and finally decided to tell her a white little lie, "Something happened in my family suddenly, Xiaoyue, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you tonight." ”

"If you have something at home, go back early, it's okay." Afraid that she would not be upset, Song Xiyue added another sentence very understandingly, "I happened to drink too much, and I was a little upset, and I wanted to say that I would go home and sleep later!" ”

"Okay, I won't go back to the box." Ye Zhixia suddenly thought of the box upstairs for the shootout, so he hurriedly said, "Xiaoyue, you have drunk a lot of wine, why don't you let the family pick you up, or call a waiter to send you downstairs." ”

"An-la! I'm not worse than you drink, okay? Song Xiyue pretended to reply lightly and said to her, "Be careful on the road, I'm hanging!" ”

Without waiting for the girl to answer, she cut off the phone. Throwing her phone on the sofa, she didn't leave the box, but filled the wine glass in front of her, and raised the wine glass towards the empty seat opposite: "Xia Xia, after I leave, you have to take care of yourself, come on for the college entrance examination!" ”