There was a girl's voice over there with some hesitation: "But Designer Zhang, the next few meetings are very important, and the time has been determined a long time ago, and it doesn't seem appropriate to change the time temporarily, and it doesn't seem to be your usual style?" ”

"Qianqian, you didn't understand what I meant, I didn't mean to change the time, I mean, with these memories, you directly help me deal with the participation, do you understand?"

"Ah, Designer Zhang, you're not kidding, are you?"

"Nope."

"How can this be done, these meetings are very important."

"You're my secretary, you're qualified to help me deal with these things, if there's really any problem, let them call me again." Zhang Yi looked at the clouds in the sky in the distance and said, Meng You should return to Meng's house at this time, what is she thinking about now?

Meng Shuixin once asked himself if Meng You was just playing, in fact, he also wanted to know the real answer to this question, maybe he could find the answer to this question when he went back this time.

"Okay, I see, any other instructions? Designer Zhang? ”

"Well, Blue Heart, buy it for me." Zhang Yi thought that the sapphire he saw in the exhibition cabinet would look good if he was on Meng You's neck, I don't know if the woman who gave this to Meng You would be very happy?

"Blue Heart, Designer Zhang's private collection, this exhibition is only three days, he shouldn't sell it."

"Qianqian, talk to him, I can pay him no matter what chips I have."

"Okay, I'll try to talk to its owner."

After Zhang Yi hung up the phone, he suddenly picked up his mobile phone to edit the text message: "I once told you that I have a design with you that is limited to this one in the world, and I asked you at that time, do you want it?" This can't be used, can't be returned, but even then, do you still want it? You didn't answer me then, now do you want to give me an answer? ”

The phone was very quiet, and when Zhang Yi thought that the woman was asleep, the phone suddenly rang, and the screen lit up with a text message on it: Okay, then as a VIP, should there be a gift?

Zhang Yi held the phone and didn't reply to the text message, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he packed himself and gave it to the woman on the other end of the phone, would he jump down?

Thinking of Meng You's reaction, Zhang Yi's mood suddenly became very good.

Meng You hung up the phone, his whole body leaned on the sofa, the sky outside was already a little dark, Meng You didn't even change his clothes, he curled up on the sofa, and he was draped in a thin blanket.

The screen of the mobile phone was pressed and pressed again, and it turned on and off, and so on, and he looked out the window as if he was waiting for a reply to the text message, and he didn't seem to have any expectations.

But in this same hall, once upon a time it was not so quiet, and the woman liked to get up early and make the family's breakfast, but he was not good at this, always making a clang.

And I was very tired of this kind of movement at that time, so I often walked down sleepily in my pajamas and then looked at the woman who was busy in the kitchen and said: "The wind is fragrant, what are you doing with a cook at home?" Early in the morning, I didn't let people sleep. ”

"How can a chef be as good as what I make? Isn't it? At that time, Feng Dye Xiang looked at himself with an apron and a shovel in one hand and a waist in the other, and said with a smile, there were still some traces of flour on his face, but his smile was indeed very bright, as if the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone in.

The craftsmanship of Kaze-dyed incense was really not good at all, but the strange thing was that at that time, despite the fact that the whole family knew this, no one said it, and everyone would frown and eat the strange-tasting things he made.

Maybe everyone thought that one day it would get better at cooking, but until he left, it still seemed to have never changed.

It's really strange that at that time, I hated wind and dyed incense so much, but when I ate such unpalatable food, I didn't complain.

At that time......

It's really far away, at that time, the whole family could hear the smile of Feng Dyed Xiang even in the yard, he was a woman who loved to laugh so much, even a trivial thing could make her laugh for a long time, whenever that time Meng You would always say disdainfully: "Idiot, you!" ”

Then when I see my brother doting on it, I always have a little jealousy, but it is undeniable that when there is no longer that kind of smile in this room, it will become so empty and cold.

In my impression, even the last time Feng Dye Xiang was smiling, she smiled and said, "Youyou, take good care of my child, please......"

At that time, Meng You held his head aside and said, "Why do you want me to take care of the child you gave birth to?" ”

Feng Ran Xiang was still smiling, but Meng You didn't think about it, it was the last time he saw that woman's smile, the smile of the woman he once thought he hated, it turned out that it was so big that it occupied his time for so long, so that when he suddenly disappeared, he became as if he had been pulled away.

Meng You suddenly sat up in surprise without knowing what he had thought, and picked up the text message he had never replied to: "Ah Yi, you said, if it wasn't for me, wouldn't my sister-in-law not be found at all, and he and his brother wouldn't have disappeared like this?" ”

This time, the text message replied quickly and did not answer Meng You's question, only a few short words: "Wait for me to come back." ”

And at the same time as this text message, there was another text message, it was Yi Nuan, and it was a photo transmission, Meng Yi opened, and his eyes suddenly enlarged, these photos were all materials on the day of the explosion in the central square, I don't know what technology was used to process or shoot, and there was a weapon with extraordinary abilities on it.

What does Yi Nuan mean by sending these to herself?

The photo is followed by a string of words: "I have processed all the backups of these photos, and what you get now is the only one, what you do with it, it's up to you." ”

Which photo Meng You looked at, no matter which one it was, it was enough to make the Meng family experience a lot of shock.

But why did Yi Nuan send such good evidence to himself? No matter which of his sentences is true or not, just to let himself know, this matter is no longer in line with what Yi Nuan did in that position.

Meng Youkao went to the sofa and rolled up his big golden waves with his fingers, and after thinking for a while, he sent a text message: "Yi Nuan, you don't have to be like this, this qiē is something you got with great difficulty, I know that you pay no less than others, Yi Nuan, I said, it's already over between us, you don't have to gamble with this." ”

"I said, I'll give you whatever you want!"

"Why bother? It's not worth it, if it's discovered, the qiē you've worked so hard for will come to naught, in this case, isn't it pointless for you to give up on me in the first place? If you really still have me in your heart, you should make sure that the original abandonment will not become wasteful. ”

"Youyou, there are some people in this world who are destined not to be forgotten If I have to give up, then, can you give me a lifetime of adaptation?"

Meng You sighed, and before he could reply to the text message, he heard the sound of panicked footsteps running down from the stairs, Meng You turned around and saw Meng Shuixin in pajamas running barefoot to his side, and tripped over the carpet halfway.

"Xinxin, what's wrong with you?"

"Little aunt!" Meng You suddenly threw himself into Meng You's arms, making Meng You stunned.

Meng You just wanted to say something, but he did feel that his clothes were wet and Meng Shuixin was crying?

This little princess has been arrogant and domineering since she was a child, brutal and willful, and she has never had anything to disturb, even if she was so infatuated with Lin Chuyang at the beginning, she has never looked like this.

Such an abnormal Meng Shuixin surprised Meng You, not to mention that I remember that the girl in my arms was not only crying, but also trembling, trembling like a frightened little animal.

Meng You only patted Meng Shuixin's back lightly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, my little aunt is here, no one can bully you, it's okay." ”

After taking this sentence and saying it, Meng Shuixin cried even more fiercely.

Meng You was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak directly.

Meng Shui's heart couldn't stop trembling, although he knew that his current arms were the warm body of his little aunt, and the powerful heartbeat reached his ears, but the dream just now was too terrible.

No, how can that be a dream?

That's the reality, the little aunt fell in front of her with blood, her hands were still the blood of the little aunt, the little aunt who had always been to her own little went down in front of her, and Lin Chuyang, who was obviously her husband, was on the side, like a stranger, looking at this qiē.

Is that a dream?

Or is this qiē a dream?

Is it a dream for the little aunt to die tragically in front of her, or is it a dream that she is still in her little aunt's arms?

What exactly is true? What is fake?

Will it suddenly be that one day, I wake up and find that everything is fake, everyone is dead, and only I am still alive?

Living in a dream that you weave and missing all the opportunities for revenge?

Could it be that this so-called rebirth has always been a wishful thinking fantasy of oneself?

Meng Shui thought that this suddenly became cold, he quickly got up from Meng You's arms, took the fruit knife on the table, and slashed it on his arm, and the blood slipped down bit by bit.

"Xinxin, what are you doing?" Meng You, who was shocked by Meng Shuixin's series of behaviors, suddenly reacted when he saw the deep scratches on the arms of the girl in front of him, and shouted loudly.

"Little aunt, I'm dreaming, right, why don't I hurt, why?" Meng Shuixin looked at his bleeding wound, and his heart was suddenly filled with a huge emptiness.

In the dream, all the people died in front of themselves, in the dream, they were never reborn, that qiē happened so really in front of them, there was never any rebirth, there was never a chance to come again!

"Xinxin, calm down, calm down!" Meng You grabbed Meng Shuixin's arm with one hand, pressed the shortcut key of the landline with the other and said, "Uncle Meng, call the doctor, hurry, my heart hurts!" ”