At the beginning of the lanterns, the night is hazy, people come and go on the roadside, and the noisy Quancheng Road almost represents the most prosperous landscape of Quancheng. With a slight chatty step, Xiao Qiang slowly walked out of a clothing store.

The reason why she just returned to Quancheng, Xiao Qiang didn't have many clothes to change. It was the first month, and it was in the spring city in the north, when the climate was changeable. Although the sky is bright, it is scorching, but every day when it is dark, the night is as cold as water. In addition, although Xiao Qiang is more serious and cold than girls of the same age for work reasons, in the final analysis, she is only a girl in her early twenties, and she is indispensable to love beauty.

But looking at Xiao Qiang who walked out of the clothing store at this time, there was a hint of absent-mindedness in her expression. Probably because of a slight distraction, Xiao Qiang's figure inadvertently blocked in front of someone else's parking space. Hearing the two fierce 'tick, tick' sounds on the side, Xiao Qiang froze slightly, shook her head self-deprecatingly, and took two steps faster to avoid her figure.

Glancing at the countless light boxes around her, and slightly raising her neck to look at the dim sky, Xiao Qiang was really surprised. At this time, Xiao Qiang realized that after she came out of the small shop where she had eaten before, she had unknowingly wandered around for several hours.

Looking at the people around her, especially those lovers who were holding hands, Xiao Qiang was slightly distracted. After straightening the long straight hair hanging on the side of her shoulder, Xiao Qiang unconsciously hooked the corners of her mouth. At this time, the scene where the 'little man' kissed himself forcibly and left violently unconsciously appeared in front of Xiao Qiang's eyes.

He shook his head vigorously and pursed his lips, and a self-deprecating color flashed from Xiao Qiang's eyes. Although Xiao Qiang always thought that Zhang Yang was purely joking before, for some reason, Xiao Qiang felt that she was subconscious, as if she hoped that Zhang Yang was serious.

Thinking of the imminent thought in her heart, Xiao Qiang was unconsciously startled. Shaking his head vigorously again, he even shook the hair he had just straightened out a little scattered, and looked up at the dim sky again, Xiao Qiang held back the slightly confused mood in his heart, and said to himself: "Isn't it just a kiss, it's not like I haven't kissed someone!" ”

Although she said these words, thinking of Zhang Yang, Xiao Qiang once again unconsciously lost her mind slightly. It's like Xiao Wall talking to himself, and it's not that he hasn't kissed. What's more, Xiao Qiang is in her early twenties after all, how can a girl of this age not have the experience of falling in love. Although Xiao Qiang has never done anything out of the ordinary, Xiao Qiang still has some experience in kissing.

But although Xiao Qiang told herself that she was just a kiss, the suppressed thoughts always unconsciously rushed into Xiao Qiang's mind. Especially when I think of the feeling of her heart beating violently when Zhang Yang kissed herself, Xiao Qiang's cheeks inevitably reddened slightly.

Anyway, he didn't have the heart to go shopping, so Xiao Qiangsuo walked to a bench on the side of the road and watched the people around him come and go. After a while, after noticing a pair of frolicking young lovers walking by, Xiao Qiang eased her mind slightly and stroked her white and tender cheeks: "Do I really have any special hobby of eating tender grass?" ”

"I should be more seductive to him than his little girlfriend, right?" , Thinking of the girl who kissed Zhang Yang on the street when she saw Zhang Yang for the first time before, Xiao Qiang pursed her lips lightly. And looking at the unconscious hook of the corners of Xiao Qiang's mouth at this time, as well as the eager color in Xiao Qiang's eyes, as well as the words in her mouth, you can find that Xiao Qiang doesn't seem to have much fear of Zhang Yang's 'little girlfriend' at all.

Raised her eyebrows violently, and a figure suddenly flashed in Xiao Qiang's mind. Thinking of that person, Xiao Wall's face instantly became unnatural. Biting his lips tightly, Xiao Wall's curved eyebrows wrinkled a little: "It's better not to make trouble for him!" ”

may be the reason for thinking of that person, Xiao Qiang's previous good mood suddenly became irritable. Holding her cheeks with both hands, she rubbed her hair on both sides vigorously, Xiao Qiang shook her head helplessly, revealing a bitter smile.

Sighing and hesitating slightly, Xiao Qiang took out a mobile phone from her pocket and pressed it. When a number appeared on the screen, Xiao Wall was slightly stunned. After hesitating again, Xiao Wall pursed his lips and pressed the dial-through button suddenly. A few pleasant ringtones rang, and a moment later, a soft, but slightly cold voice appeared on the phone: "Hey? ”

"Sister-in-law, come out and talk." , Hearing the voice on the phone, Xiao Qiang's previous boring mood instantly improved a lot. may be the reason why the relationship with the 'sister-in-law' is very good, but in the face of Xiao Qiang, who is a little cold to others, there is a hint of coquettishness in her words: "Go to the old place, I miss you." ”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, and after a moment, a still very cold voice reappeared: "Yes." ”

Glancing at the phone that had been hung up, although she knew the surname of her 'sister-in-law', Xiao Qiang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Standing up, straightening his hair, and straightening the police uniform that was slightly wrinkled, Xiao Qiang collected his thoughts, and walked directly along Quancheng Road and forward.

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Opening the door, Zhang Yang dragged Yan Shan's steps, step by step, step by step to the bed in the room, and slammed it over. Although he ate another bite of food, it may be the reason for the stamina of using the 'Healing Yuan Technique' before, Zhang Yang only felt that he was drowsy now.

Although he wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep directly, he tried to turn sideways, and by the faint light in the room, Zhang Yang raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes.

A bust portrait, the man in the portrait is seven or eight points similar to Zhang Yang, although the painting marks are not pencil depictions, just ballpoint pen scribbles, and even the paper used is a slightly wrinkled napkin, but it is undeniable that the person who painted this portrait has indeed a solid foundation.

Looking at the portrait of himself in front of him, Zhang Yang unconsciously thought of the girl named Jing Yao just now.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he is smart, and there is a kindness in his beauty. Before, Zhang Yang didn't quite understand why he had an inexplicable liking for Jing Yao. After a short time together, although he didn't deliberately explore Jing Yao's life experience, Zhang Yang did understand some unconsciously.

is almost the same experience as Zhang Yang, the same fatherless and motherless, and the same grandfather raised by him. Although Jing Yao's parents died in a car accident and are fundamentally different from Zhang Yang, fundamentally, they do have some similar experiences with Zhang Yang.

Thinking of Jing Yao's life experience, Zhang Yang, who was lying on his side, sighed inexplicably. A pure and kind girl, but in Zhang Yang's opinion, that life is much more painful than herself. Although she was born in a wealthy family, although she has her grandfather's hard work, it is undeniable that in this kind of family, without the care of her parents, the kind of incognito bullying that Jing Yao has to suffer is far from what Zhang Yang could have imagined before.

But even so, it didn't make Jing Yao appear a trace of dirt. Thinking of Jing Yao's pure eyes, Zhang Yang unconsciously sighed again in Jing Yao's kind heart. Thinking of Jing Yao, Zhang Yang inevitably thought of the fleshy fat dog.

And the breed of the fat dog, Zhang Yang also knew it from Jing Yao's mouth. Originally, Zhang Yang thought it was a precious breed, but after listening to what Jing Yao said, Zhang Yang realized why that fat dog was so important to Jing Yao. A pet crossed by a West Highlands and a Bichon is actually not worth much at all, but this pet that is not very valuable is the last gift left by Jing Yao's mother to Jing Yao. And to Zhang Yang's surprise, the fat dog actually lived for fourteen or fifteen years, listening to Jing Yao's meaning, the dog seemed to be as old as Jing Yao.

Thinking of this situation, Zhang Yang inevitably had some guesses about why he needed so many 'healing techniques' before to cure the fat dog.

Because of the reason for such speculation, he was unconsciously startled by the speculation in his heart in an instant. According to Zhang Yang's thoughts, the fat dog should not have any symptoms, although Zhang Yang does not have any research on animals, but Zhang Yang still knows some common sense things.

Small dogs like this can generally live to the age of fourteen or fifteen, and they have basically reached the end of their lives. And after carefully recalling the condition of the fat dog before, Zhang Yang became more and more sure that the fat dog had actually reached the time when it was time to breathe. But even so, he was able to be pulled back by Zhang Yang.

After realizing that the technique he knew might have this ability, at this moment, Zhang Yang felt a little creepy. The moment his mind arose, Zhang Yang remembered the piece of paper. Holding back his tired body, Zhang Yang turned over and almost fell off the bed. But when Zhang Yang lifted the quilt, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

Originally, Zhang Yang wanted to see if he could find any clues on the piece of paper, but at this time, the piece of paper that had been hidden under the quilt had been squeezed and crushed. Not to mention that the handwriting can be seen, even the fragments the size of half a fingernail have never existed, and even because Zhang Yang lifted the quilt, a large piece of gray ash was unconsciously taken up and flyed.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly, looking at the flying ash that was still slowly drifting, Zhang Yang was slightly distracted.

Cure? Help me? Make hay? In an instant, all kinds of thoughts wandered wildly in Zhang Yang's mind. But after a thought flashed in Zhang Yang's heart, Zhang Yang's cheeks were instantly filled with an incomparably frightened expression. It was also at this moment that Zhang Yang realized that the technique he had was not necessarily a good thing for him.

The reason why he has been wandering around with his grandfather since he was a child, Zhang Yang has seen too many people's warmth and coldness. It is also for this reason that Zhang Yang is far more mature than his peers, too much. At this time, Zhang Yang realized that if people knew that they had this ability, he would face never-ending disasters at that time.

Who can resist the temptation of an ability to block the normal course of life? Zhang Yang believes that if this matter is made public, no one and no force can protect himself. Even this powerful motherland, in the face of the eyes of countless forces around the world, will inevitably be powerless to compromise in the end.

The moment his mind arose, Zhang Yang lay down on the bed again, and looked at the roof where the wall skin had fallen off a little in a slightly confused manner.

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