Xiaoxiang tossed and turned on the bed for a long time and didn't fall asleep, and finally got up from the bed, walked to the window, and opened the curtain halfway to let the moonlight shine in. Xiaoxiang sat on the wide windowsill and stared blankly at the moon. Xiaoxiang couldn't help but remember that when she was very young, it was too hot at night in summer, so she slept under the osmanthus tree in the yard. Mom sat on the side and fanned her mosquitoes, and above her head was such a golden moon, hanging in the sky, very beautiful.

A mother's influence on her child is great, maybe it is because she sees her mother so forbearant and has no good result, so Xiaoxiang's character is completely opposite to her mother, she does not bow her head and is not cowardly. One of the most common things my mother said was, 'Bear with it and it's over.'" She really endured it all her life, and she suffered all her life. Even when she was in charge of the aftermath, she was wronged.

When her mother passed away, Xiaoxiang took a week off to go back to the funeral. She thought that her mother had been wronged all her life, and this last part of the road would always be beautiful. At that time, it was Yexin who accompanied Xiaoxiang back, and the rule in their countryside was that people with conditions should wear the clothes of spring, summer, autumn and winter for the deceased, and Yexin helped Xiaoxiang put on the new clothes they bought from Fengcheng to her mother. In the end, Xiaoxiang combed her mother's hair, and the bun was pinned with a Chanel camellia hairpin.

What is infuriating is that the mother was buried the first day, and the next day the old witch married the woman she had been in love with for a long time and married her son. Xiao Xiang was so angry that her eyes turned black, and the woolen coat she put on for her mother was tightly pressed against Widow Li's stout body, and the camellia hairpin was also pressed against her shiny head.

Where would Xiaoxiang be willing to suffer this loss, if it weren't for the night heart to stop her, she would want to set fire to those houses! After my mother fell ill, she lived in a small house with miscellaneous items. Xiaoxiang went in and packed up a few things that her mother usually used combs, handkerchiefs and other things to take back, and Xiaoxiang found a diary book she wrote when she was a child under her mother's pillow. The book is full of her old clumsy fonts, and there is a passbook in it. A total of 60,000 yuan was deposited in the passbook, which was almost all the money that Xiaoxiang sent back every month.

Xiaoxiang felt that she was really stupid, why didn't she think that her mother was reluctant to take the money to go to the doctor and buy medicine? Xiaoxiang suddenly felt that his efforts over the years had been in vain, but he couldn't say a word of reproach when he looked at his mother's familiar pen style on the passbook - Xiangxiang for me.

Xiaoxiang suddenly remembered the scene when she took her mother to Fengcheng to see a doctor, when her mother was admitted to the hospital, Jing Xin knew about it, and told the kitchen to cook bird's nest porridge every day and let Xiaoxiang take it to the hospital. My mother was so weak that she could only lie in a hospital bed. Xiaoxiang fed her porridge, and she always said with a smile: "Mom has never lived in vain in her life, living in such a good room, sleeping in such a soft bed, and eating such a delicious meal." Who said that there is no hope for giving birth to a daughter, and I will enjoy the blessings of my daughter......"

Xiaoxiang wiped away her tears, put the passbook and her mother's things in her bag, and went to the kitchen. Yexin was afraid that Xiaoxiang would mess around, so he hurriedly followed. People all went to see Widow Zhang, and there was no one in the kitchen. Xiaoxiang glanced at the kitchen knife on the board, then picked up the two bottles of pesticides behind the door, unscrewed the lids, and threw them into the cauldron where the meat was boiling. Xiaoxiang wiped his hands with a paper towel and walked out of the kitchen. She really wanted to go in only half a bottle and eat the inhuman mother and son, but she didn't do it after all.

Those old things, I used to die of pain when I thought about them. It still hurts, but it's bearable. Xiaoxiang thought about it, she couldn't say a word about Jiang Ying. No matter how bad things happened, it was a problem between Jiang Ying and Zhuang Peng, and she would not interfere.

"What is right and what is wrong? Who can say clearly......" Xiaoxiang returned to the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhuang Peng - I miss you. If Zhuang Peng was here, he wouldn't feel so cold, he was always warm.

It was only a few seconds after the message was sent out that Zhuang Peng's phone called. Xiaoxiang didn't really want to take it, because she didn't know what to say. Xiaoxiang arms himself every day, but he is still a person who is not good at expressing his heart. If she is sending a message, she can write a few hundred words, but she can't even say two sentences on the phone with Zhuang Peng, so she is out of words. Xiaoxiang watched the screen of the phone go black and breathed a sigh of relief. But just a minute later, Zhuang Peng called again.

It is estimated that if she doesn't answer, Zhuang Peng will not give up: "Hey......"

"Still not sleeping so late?" Zhuang Peng's voice came through the radio waves, and it was particularly magnetic in the silent night.

"I'm going to sleep......"

"I can't sleep?" Zhuang Peng smiled on the other end of the phone.

"It didn't ...... You just treat me as a nerve......" Xiaoxiang felt that he was a real nerve, and he didn't want to call at all, what were he doing in the middle of the night?

"Don't have anything to tell me?" Zhuang Peng seems to have something to say.

"No......," Xiaoxiang replied softly.

"If you don't have it, go to sleep, how can you shoot advertisements for people tomorrow with panda eyes?" Zhuang Peng thought that Xiaoxiang wanted to tell him that what he had just encountered in the garden didn't seem to be, "Is it a habit of staying in a hotel?" ”

"Hmm."

"I'll probably go over tomorrow afternoon and take you out to dinner in the evening."

"Oh, good night."

"Good night."

Xiaoxiang hung up the phone, deliberately avoiding the situation on her side. She knows very well that Zhuang Peng does not belong to her completely, she only has a small part, she can't interfere in the part where Zhuang Peng is imprisoned by marriage, it's not that she doesn't want to, she doesn't have qualifications, this is actually the problem that Xiaoxiang doesn't dare to face.

Xiaoxiang stared in a daze in the dark room, why did he have to think about these questions that will always be regrets and never be solved when he is alone? I'm such a masochist......

Early the next morning, Shen Ke came to wake up Xiaoxiang, Xiaoxiang didn't sleep for a few hours in total, and she really had dark circles under her eyes, so she covered up a layer of concealer to look better.

After breakfast, he started work, and Xiaoxiang admired these directors or screenwriters, a commercial film, like a micro-movie. It took almost a whole day to take a few shots.

As soon as the director announced the end of work, a woman in a suit and skirt came over: "Miss Lin, I'm Ji Dong's secretary Wang Yun, and Ji Dong's car is over there." ”

"Hello." Xiaoxiang nodded, "I don't know what Dong Ji is looking for me?" ”

"This ...... I don't know ...... either" Wang Yun's attitude was quite polite, but Xiaoxiang did not ignore the disdain she hid in her eyes.

Xiaoxiang stepped on 14cm high heels and walked towards Ji Yilin's car, and Shen Ke and Wendy followed her with Xiaoxiang's bag and water glass.

Ji Yilin was still saving face, and when he saw Xiaoxiang coming this way, he hurriedly got out of the car: "Miss Xiaoxiang." ”

"Hello Ji Dong." Xiaoxiang smiled politely.

"There's a banquet tonight, I don't know if Miss Xiaoxiang can accompany me." Ji Yilin knew that Xiaoxiang was beautiful, but he was still shocked by her current appearance.

Because he was filming an advertisement just now, Xiaoxiang was wearing the latest season of QD's evening dress. The smooth and draped silk fabric outlines Xiaoxiang's delicate figure like a second skin, and the long skirt looks like a flowing water wave when walking, elegant and beautiful. The sleeves are a layer of beaded tulle, which looms over the snow-white skin for a more mysterious look. In order to highlight the dress, Xiaoxiang did not wear any jewelry, and the only gem on his body was the black crystal tassel on the pair of red high heels, which shone in the light.

"I'm really sorry, I already have an appointment...... Xiaoxiang knew that she shouldn't refuse this kind of invitation at all. But even if Zhuang Peng didn't say that she wanted to eat together, she wouldn't go.

Obviously, Ji Yilin was very surprised by Xiaoxiang's reply, and after careful calculation, this was the third time Xiaoxiang rejected him, and he had not met Xiaoxiang a few times in total. Ji Yilin's face became a little ugly, but Wendy didn't dare to persuade Xiaoxiang, because she estimated that persuasion was useless, except for things at work, Xiaoxiang would not listen to her at all. The key is that Xiaoxiang does have the capital to disobey persuasion.

"Does Miss Xiaoxiang have any prejudices against me?" Ji Yilin thought that he let Xiaoxiang go once, and Xiaoxiang rejected him once and it was even, and it would be a bit of a joke to refuse today.

"Where is Ji Dong, I really have an appointment." Xiaoxiang thought silently in his heart - Ji Yilin, you can stop a little, Hong Kong is your nest, and you were beaten by Zhuang Peng. Fengcheng is Zhuang Peng's territory, and if you become a demon, you will probably have to be cleaned up again, heheda.

"Miss Lin, Mr. Jing is waiting for you in the car." An Qing got out of the car and walked over respectfully.

"Oh." Xiaoxiang nodded, and then smiled at Ji Yilin, "Look, I can still lie to you, I really have an appointment...... Ji Dong, goodbye. ”

Ji Yilin looked at the Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in front of his Mercedes S600, which was still a Führer class limited to 25 units worldwide. It is said that smelling fragrance knows women, and looking at cars knows men. The frustration in Ji Yilin's heart was like a surging river.

Xiaoxiang stepped on high heels and ran almost all the way over, Ah Cheng hurriedly helped her open the car door, and Xiaoxiang rushed directly into the car.

"Mr. Jing, you will always be the best for me." Xiaoxiang was like a piece of kraft candy attached to Jing Xin's body, "Every time you come to save me, you are simply the big hero wearing golden armor and riding colorful auspicious clouds." ”

"Can you loosen up a little, no, Mr. Jing can't get angry." Jing Xin stroked his chest.

Xiaoxiang really let go of his hand a little, but he still leaned on Jing Xin's shoulder: "Xin Xin...... They all bullied me...... Woohoo......"

To be honest, Jing Xin really hadn't seen Xiaoxiang cry much, her mother died, and when she came to ask for leave, she didn't shed a single tear, Jing Xin was so frightened: "Who bullied you...... What to say......"

Zhuang Peng...... and Zhuang Peng's grandmother...... And ......" Xiaoxiang was like a wronged child, hugging Jing Xin and crying, "Anyway...... Everyone bullied me...... Woohoo......"