Feng Xue, who had been wandering the streets like a walking corpse for an afternoon, returned home, with that indifferent expression on her face again.

As if nothing had happened, Feng Xue sat quietly on the sofa, casually turned on the TV that she rarely turned on, and just stared blankly at the TV program that she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Brother Su, are you okay?" Jiang Lihua, who was helping Coco pick vegetables, heard the sound of the TV and went out to check, and almost instantly heard Feng Xue's chaotic voice, which was completely different from her calm appearance.

The chaotic and disorderly, as if countless people were shouting, arguing, and debating, made Jiang Lihua's head swell a little.

"Ah, Lihua, it's nothing, it's just a little irritable." Feng Xue shook her head lightly, Jiang Lihua could hear the state of other people's hearts, and he knew very well, but he also understood that this empathetic girl would not cause trouble to others casually.

"Is that so?" Jiang Lihua seemed to muttered in a low voice, then stopped talking, and quietly moved the small stool for picking vegetables to Feng Xue's side, except for the sound of picking vegetables carefully, there was no sound at all.

Feng Xue was so quietly in a daze, he thought that Jiang Lihua's sound of picking vegetables would aggravate his irritability, but he actually calmed down like this.

He suddenly felt the confusion in his heart begin to stop, and a warm feeling began to infect his consciousness.

"Should I say that it is worthy of Jiang Lihua?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xue's mouth, is she worthy of being an old superpower? Although Jiang Lihua's ability has no combat effectiveness at all (because it is not accurate enough to read the surface consciousness like seeing and hearing the domineering), just relying on this simple action gave Feng Xue a sense of home.

Maybe the warmth of watching the gentle wife quietly pick vegetables has been carved into the genes of the flower family (to be honest, our girlfriend picked up the vegetables before cooking) ......

If this girl goes to be a psychiatrist, she should be very powerful, right?

Feng Xue had a marginal topic in her mind, but her irritable heart unconsciously settled down.

"Thank you, Lihua." Feng Xue stretched out her hand and put it on Jiang Lihua's soft little head, felt the smooth touch in the palm of her hand, and smiled faintly, "Lihua will be a good wife in the future." ”

"Hey, hey......" Jiang Lihua just smiled a little shyly, just lowered her head and picked up the vegetables, without any intention of looking back, and Feng Xue couldn't see what kind of expression the girl was at this time.

"Okay, Lihua! You're flirting with my brother while I'm not there! Su Qiong's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the tacit understanding in front of her, but the lively Su Qiong did not make Feng Xue feel annoying, but there was a faint spoiling in her heart, maybe this is her sister, right?

Thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly realized that he seemed to have really integrated into this identity, or rather, he had reconstructed this identity named Feng Xue.

Whether it is Jiang Lihua, Ke Ke or Chi Ying, they are all celebrities who have met from scratch, and they have nothing to do with their predecessors, even if they are Su Qiong, their relationship with their predecessors is just strangers with the names of brothers and sisters, and it was not until their arrival that this relationship began to become real.

It was precisely because of this thought that Feng Xue finally understood the reason why she didn't want to see He Xuewei-

It stands to reason that a beauty like He Xuewei, who is not in the slightest condition, will not make Feng Xue so bored even if she is a stranger, but from the first day she met her, Feng Xue had a strong sense of resistance to her.

Feng Xue always thought that this was just the result of the clash of eight characters, but it was not until this moment that he realized that he just hated the bond between the other party and his predecessor.

Yes, although He Xuewei loves Feng Xue, it is not him.

What He Xuewei loves is the indifferent Feng Xue who was created by completely following the killer rules, and he is just a latecomer, although many people have seen the "inner fan" who used the transformation technique to become someone else's boyfriend, and also fantasized that he has such an ability to pop everywhere, but Feng Xue hates this feeling from the bottom of his heart.

It's not that he has any moral cleanliness, if it's just 419 or something, Feng Xue doesn't care, the problem is that He Xuewei really loves Feng Xue.

As a time-traveler who has inherited some of the author's obsessive-compulsive disorder, Feng Xue can't accept this kind of looking at herself and saying "I love you", but in essence, she loves other people's feelings.

If Feng Xue inherited the memories or obsessions of her predecessor, then it would be fine, at least after the two of them were not separated from each other, Feng Xue might accept all the legacies of her predecessor calmly.

But the problem is that he doesn't.

So in essence, he's just a thief, a thief who stole everything from his predecessors.

The predecessor is gone.

Wait a minute!

The predecessor seems to be called Feng Xue?!

Feng Xue's face suddenly became exciting, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart, and he couldn't wait to try it.

"Brother Su, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Lihua's voice suddenly interrupted Feng Xue, and she lowered her head, but saw Jiang Lihua's eyes that were even more worried than when she came back just now.

But think about it, although I was very confused when I came back, I was just irritable, and the mood at this moment was probably so chaotic that Jiang Lihua couldn't understand it, right?

"It's okay, it's okay!" Feng Xue looked at Jiang Lihua with a smile, and suddenly felt that this girl was flashing with an attribute called "Wangfu".

"If you can't figure out the real identity of Dio Mei in the end, maybe it's not bad to marry Lihua." Such a thought suddenly flashed through Feng Xue's mind, and even he himself was startled. But just like this, she took others as spare tires, and Feng Xue suddenly felt that she seemed to be more and more shameless.

And at the moment when Feng Xue had some thoughts, his mind was obviously keenly felt by Jiang Lihua, although she couldn't accurately perceive the surface consciousness of other people, but the vague intuition and her own good psychological foundation almost instantly guessed the half of Feng Xue's thoughts related to herself!

"Yikes!" With a cute scream, Jiang Lihua turned around with a flushed face, as if she was planning to stop facing Feng Xue in a short time.

For the girl's ostrich-like posture, Feng Xue just smiled slightly, and just shook her head in Su Qiong's puzzled eyes and walked to her room.

"Really, when did you have this tacit understanding that you and my brother can understand each other's thoughts at a glance? You can't be trying to sneak away, are you? Su Qiong pouted and pounced on Jiang Lihua, and then there was the sound of girls playing.