At the door of Room 1208 of Jincheng Hotel, Xu Wei walked in front, Ah Cheng followed behind, and Uncle Wu guarded the door and did not dare to enter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Wei took off his coat and hung it on the sofa, but he didn't see Uncle Wu walk in, leaned into the door that was not closed, and said, "Where are you standing?" Come in! The voice was neutral, as if nothing had happened.

Uncle Wu glanced at Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng glanced at him, and then Uncle Wu walked in with a bow.

"Close the door." Xu Wei turned around and said in a much colder tone, "Come here." ”

What does it mean to come over? Uncle Wu glanced at Xu Wei, and then glanced at Ah Cheng, only to see Ah Cheng's head flick at Xu Wei and motioned for Uncle Wu to follow.

Ah Cheng walked in front, and Uncle Wu followed Ah Cheng closely and moved towards Xu Wei by the window.

Xu Wei seemed to have a special kind of humor, his eyes looking at the sky through the glass. What's in the spring sky? More clouds, more sorrow, nothing, even a little starlight. Fortunately, the hotel does not cut corners at all, and every wisp of spring breeze is blocked out by the glass windows. If you listen closely, you can occasionally hear the sound of the wind hitting the glass, and the sound is very moving, so the person who listens to it is in a terrible mood.

Uncle Wu stepped forward and stood behind Xu Wei. Xu Wei bit the root of his teeth, turned around, and kicked his foot into Uncle Wu's abdomen. Suddenly, Uncle Wu retreated a few steps, staggered to his feet, and spat out a smear of blood.

"." Xu Wei didn't see Uncle Wu lying down, scolded, and rushed forward, ready to kick again.

Ah Cheng understands very well that if Xu Wei kicks again, Uncle Wu's half life will be gone. Ah Cheng's movements were fast, and he kicked Uncle Wu out of the distance before Xu Wei could kick out, shouting in his mouth: "Damn, how did you protect Miss?" ”

Although Uncle Wu retreated much farther than the previous kick, he was not strenuous and did not vomit blood. This time, Uncle Wu lowered his head very knowingly after standing firm, until Xu Wei couldn't see his face.

Xu Wei retracted his body and glared at Ah Cheng with his eyes. Ah Cheng lowered his head and shouted softly, viagra.

With a viagra sound, Xu Wei's anger seemed to have disappeared a lot, turned his head out of the window again, looked at the night, and threw a sentence to the two behind him: "If Aiyi can't wake up, you will only die." ”

Ah Cheng behind him glanced back at Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu raised his head and looked at Ah Cheng, no one dared to speak.

"Give you three days, and if you can't find out who did it in three days, you won't have to see me." Xu Wei changed his tone, much weaker, and seemed to be retracting the dead sentence just now, "Go out!" ”

"Yes, Viagra." Uncle Wu and Ah Cheng replied in unison, apparently, they couldn't wait to leave the room full of explosives. As soon as he finished speaking, the two looked at each other and retreated out the door.

Maybe this is a quiet place, and Xu Wei is only allowed to stay here alone.

On the roof of the hospital's inpatient department, Sun Wu was lying on the floor, his hands crossed under his head, looking at the darkness with a special taste, occasionally showing a smile, smiling at Xingchen in the dark.

Lan Yu was wearing a light blue tight denim on her lower body, a light pink sweater over a long-sleeved T-shirt on her upper body, and a gray cloak on the outside, which didn't look very compatible. But in this dark night, everything doesn't matter, and besides, she doesn't wear it for others to see. She can wear it however she likes, this is what she thinks is freedom.

Lan Yu tilted her head and looked at the sky, it seemed that everything was so quiet, she was listening to the quiet sounds. But listening to it, she couldn't help but talk to Quiet: "You say, how could Senior Brother Feng Jing hurt Xu Aiyi, doesn't he move in space?" After a long time, Jing Jing didn't answer her, she turned her head to look at Sun Wu who was lying on the ground, and shouted, "Senior Brother Wu, what are you looking at?" ”

Sun Wu was shocked by Lan Yu's words, shook a little, turned his face away, and took his eyes off Lan Yu's back: "What do you say?" ”

"I said, doesn't Senior Brother Feng Jing know how to move in space, how could he make Xu Aiyi injured, and he himself was not lightly injured." Lan Yu's pupils tilted towards the sky, and she sighed, repeating her words.

Sun Wu looked at the dark sky and said, "Maybe it's too late, or I haven't reacted yet, or the sword vitality I stabbed hasn't recovered yet." Sun Wu replied to Lan Yu's question with a possible sentence, and he actually didn't understand how long and how much energy it took to prepare for the spatial movement technique used by Feng Jing.

"Who will assassinate Senior Brother Feng Jing? Could it be that Qiankun has found this place against the current? Lan Yu often plays the role of an assassin, and the word "assassination" comes out of her mouth very easily.

Sun Wu turned his head away, looked at Lan Yu with a suspicious face, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "You ask me, who do I ask?" Who told you to stab the murderer with a single stab? ”

"Hey, get used to it......"

"It won't be a counter-current, such a lewd behavior can only be done by ordinary people."

"Lewd?" Lan Yu was like a child who didn't go to school and didn't understand what these two words meant, so she repeated it once.

"Hey...... It should be Xu Aiyi's enemy of her father Xu Wei, and she had to pay it back from the beginning. Sun Wu did not explain the word obscene, and instead got involved in the philosophy of mixed world.

Lan Yu turned her head, raised her head again, and looked at the sky. The sky was dark and quiet, as in her heart, for she saw only the nature of the night.

Sun Wu also stopped talking, followed Lan Yu's body, looked into the night, and enjoyed this peace.

The bodyguards outside the door changed shifts, but they were equally dutiful, standing up straight, staring at everyone who walked by, and in their opinion everyone could be an assassin, a killer, even if they were assassins themselves.

Feng Jing was still standing by the bedside, still wearing the same blood-stained school uniform. His hand grasped Xu Aiyi's pale hand, and his eyes looked straight at the person lying on the bed, as if praying to heaven that she would wake up the next moment so that he could call her name.

The window was not closed tightly, revealing a crack, and the spring breeze blew in along this crack, which was a little cold. Feng Jing turned his head and looked out the window, looking at the night. After looking at it for a while, he turned his head and looked at Xu Aiyi's half pale face again.

Feng Jing hesitated, stood up, walked towards the window, and stretched out his hand, but the wisps of spring breeze blocked the window. He stared out the window at the night, which was quiet and dark.

This is the second day since Feng Jing regained his memory, he didn't go to the room full of medicine, but he didn't have a headache. He was very strange that there was a day when he didn't go to that room, and he had a headache all night, and finally he couldn't get an electric shock and an injection.

Is he cured? What disease did he have?

Feng Jing began to recall a girl who took his hand and walked through the woods with a smile in a mountain forest called Dongcheng High School. Yes, her name is Rong'er, and she calls herself like that.

Rong'er, who is Rong'er? Feng Jing tried to recall some more bits and pieces about this girl, but the picture jumped to Dongcheng Middle School. He saw another girl, a girl like water, in a teacher's office, she was snuggling up to him, her eyes were red, and she had just cried.

Why is she crying? The curtains in the office were blown by the wind outside the window, fluttering, and then blowing into the gap between the two of them. Feng Jing came back to his senses, and when he thought about it again, he couldn't remember more.

Maybe he didn't want to remember anymore, he shook his head and looked back at Xu Aiyi, who was lying quietly on the hospital bed.

The present is beautiful, maybe that's it, or how can I lose my memory? It's about forgetting bad memories.

Feng Jing walked back to the hospital bed from the window while thinking, sat down, took Xu Aiyi's white little hand, grabbed it in the palm of her hand, and looked at her delicate half of her face again.

Perhaps there is no better moment in the world than at this moment, quietly looking at a person, worrying about a person, thinking about a person......

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