From a distance, the spoon looked like a ball of snow squatting at Leng Xiao's door, and it didn't know why it was locked out of Qiu Mo's door, so it had to come to its neighbor for help. ()

Leng Xiao walked up to it, raised his feet and wanted to kick it aside, because as soon as he saw this rabbit, he would think of its owner, and remember that it held the spoon in his arms and sneered at him: "Leng Xiao, why are you jealous of the rabbit?" ”

"Leng Xiao, do you like the sunset or the rising sun?"

"Leng Xiao, will you leave me? I don't want you to leave me. ”

The sound of silver bells echoed in his ears, and his chest seemed to gather a hot breath, surging to find a place to erupt.

He still misses her so much, it hurts to the bone marrow and goes deep into the soul.

Leaning down to pick up the spoon, he pushed open his door.

The spoon was finally able to go home, and it jumped out of his arms one by one, and then jumped onto the big bed, the only two things it could not live without in this life, one was the bed, and the other was the carrot.

Leng Xiao didn't pay attention to it, but came to the window and closed the curtains, he didn't turn on the light, but sat alone in the dark, a faint silhouette was very vaguely projected on the floor.

During the day, he numbed himself with a mountain of work, so that he had no time to think about her, but at night, loneliness and darkness followed, and that longing broke down.

Especially when I heard Xiao Tian say that she actually threatened Ye Zhen with her life in order to save Xiao Tian, I am afraid that the wound on her chest was caused at that time.

She can not even want her life for Xiaotian, and he can also not even want her life for her, he doesn't know what is unspeakable that can make her so ruthless. If the sky falls, he will stand on it, and he doesn't want to see her hurt a little bit, doesn't she understand?

But why did she use such a cruel way to draw the line between them, to make him despair, to make him die.

He had to admit that her goal had been achieved, and her heart was like ashes.

There was a little fiery red light in the darkness, Leng Xiao lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it for a long time, he stared at the flickering spark, and finally reached out and pressed it out in the ashtray on the side in annoyance.

The spoon on the bed was very quiet, and it lay on the pillow to sleep peacefully, and the scent of the slam flowers came out, and it felt like it was about to fall asleep.

But suddenly, the pillow was taken away, and it jumped up in fright, and then saw Leng Xiao lying on the bed, pillowing the pillow, and gently touching the edge of the pillow with one hand.

He could imagine how attentive she was when she made the pillow, the tea must have been selected by her fine white fingers, the stitches and threads must have been carefully sewn by her skillful hands, since this pillow, his insomnia symptoms have improved significantly, and he has always regarded this pillow as a treasure.

The spoon was lamenting the pillow he had been robbed of, when he suddenly saw Leng Xiao jump off the bed, then strode to the window, pulled the window open, and then threw the pillow in his hand hard.

The white pillow seemed to flicker in the night, but it quickly disappeared into the dark night.

He stood in front of the window, his hand clenched the lattice, and he gasped for breath, as if it was not the pillow that he had just thrown out, but his heart.

He chuckled quietly, but it sounded unusually helpless and desolate.

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Five days later, a luxury hotel in City A.

Murong An's daughter Murong Qianqian's birthday banquet was held here, because Murong Qianqian had just returned from studying in the United States, not only obtained a double doctorate, but also won the title of outstanding Chinese in the United States.

Compared to her glamorous appearance, her talent in racing is even more worthy of praise.

She competed in Formula 1 as the only female driver, and although she did not finish well, she was the only female driver in her country to have competed in Formula 1.

The birthday banquet was very lively, which was also inseparable from Murong An's prominent status, the country's retail king, whose assets were immeasurable, and all the people present were heavyweights, and everyone distributed gilded invitations.

As the protagonist of the birthday banquet, Murong was wearing a golden long dress, shining with gold, with a black satin belt, which not only got rid of the monotonous color, but also tightened the waist, making the waist like a willow even more unbearable.

She wears today's most popular fishskin pattern gold high heels on her feet, looking tall and delicate.

The men and women present were all amazed by her.

And while she greeted the guests with a smile with Murong An, she was a little absent-minded.

"Miss Murong, hello, I am the son of the chairman of Shanda Bank, my name is Wang Tianlin, and I am very happy to meet you." A handsome young man with a fairly good look came over and greeted her by the self-reported door.

Murong smiled politely, touched the wine glass he had sent, and then took a sip.

I am used to seeing this kind of family disciples, all of them are vulgar, relying on my father to have a few dollars, hooking up with beautiful girls everywhere, but in fact, there are not a few drops of ink in my stomach.

Murong Qianqian didn't like this kind of person the most, but she still pretended to be polite on the surface.

At this time, I don't know who shouted: "Leng Shao is here." ”

She heard the name familiar, and suddenly remembered that this Leng Shao was not the man her mother talked about introducing to her every day, his wife died a year ago, and the fifth-level figure of the Diamond King.

She pursed her lips in disdain and watched as the people poured towards the door like a tidal wave.

"Shallow, what are you still doing in a daze? Leng Shao came specifically to celebrate your birthday, so why don't you go and greet him soon. Mrs. Murong anxiously pulled her daughter over there.

"Mommy, I don't want to see any cold, I already have someone I like." Although Murong Qianqian rejected, he didn't want to tear up with Mrs. Murong, so he had to follow her over, but he thought in his heart, what's the big deal, so many people pay attention to him, he must be an upstart, with a round belly, and maybe a big gold tooth.

"Cold and rare, rare and rare." Murong An walked over and laughed.

"Uncle Murong doesn't need to be polite, your daughter has a birthday, and the little nephew should come to congratulate her." He called himself his little nephew, which immediately made Murong An very favored.

Murong An immediately saw Nie Ronghua beside him again, and hurriedly said, "Madam is also here, please sit inside." ”

"Ah, Madame Leng." Mrs. Murong walked over quickly at this time, and said with a smile: "Look, you see, so many people have gathered in this moment, and Mrs. Leng's light is still the same as it was back then." ”

As soon as Nie Ronghua heard the words of praise for himself, he immediately smiled, held Mrs. Murong's hand and said, "Mrs. Murong is also graceful and luxurious, and those young people can't compare to it." ”

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Mrs. Murong pulled out Murong Qianqian behind her and said, "Qianqian, don't hurry up and say hello when you see your aunt coming." ”

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