The duck-blue sky, reflecting the distant seascape, Yan Xu sat in the hotel room, and there was a mess in front of him.

Xia Menglan's actions made him a joke in the circle, and it was the biggest joke.

Yesterday, he was still in and out of pairs with Xia Menglan, and today, she put on a green hat for him, he is not a fool, but every time on Xia Menglan's body, he always feels that he is a fucking idiot.

The moment Xia Menglan opened the door and walked into the room, she was startled.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Xu turned his head abruptly, and his eyes full of anger looked directly at Xia Menglan.

She was a little cowardly, lowered her head slightly, and didn't dare to look at Yan Xu's eyes.

Xia Menglan put the bag in the entrance of the door and walked into the room.

"I ask you, what are you doing back?!" Yan Xu's voice raised a few syllables, almost roaring and roaring.

He had never yelled at himself like this, Xia Menglan was also taken aback, shivered coldly, and looked at Yan Xu with a shrunken gaze: "Listen to me, I am ......"

"Smack!"

Before Xia Menglan's words were finished, Yan Xu slapped her in the face very hard.

She was not weighted, and she stumbled to the ground, her forehead hitting the corner of the bed, oozing red blood.

She wasn't surprised, annoyed, or angry, she just silently got up from the ground, and then, pulling out a few tissues from the tissue box on the table, covered her head.

Yan Xu's anger did not subside, but seeing that a lily was stained with blood, he still felt distressed.

But on the bright side, he is still quiet and indifferent.

Xia Menglan didn't even look at Yan Xu, and walked towards the door quickly.

Yan Xu suddenly got up and suddenly grabbed Xia Menglan's arm.

He shook hard, blinked Xia Menglan's arms, and pushed him hard against the wall.

Xia Menglan felt as if her internal organs had been shattered, and the pain made fine beads of sweat ooze from the tip of her nose, she snorted, and before she could react, Yan Xu's lips blocked her lips.

He seemed to be crazy, without the slightest face, and tore off Xia Menglan's last line of defense.

Yan Xu slammed her on the bed hard, as crazy as she wanted.

Xia Menglan felt that her body was about to be torn apart by him, and she lay on the bed weakly, panting heavily.

She had never been so humiliated as she was today, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Yan Xu walked out of the bathroom, his face still cold as ice.

He casually threw the bath towel on Xia Menglan's face like a dead corpse, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said coldly: "Go take a bath." ”

Xia Menglan listened to him very much, silently climbed off the bed, and staggered into the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, the words were already dressed again, she walked up to him, looked into his eyes with pleading eyes, she took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly: "Can you listen to me now?" ”

Yan Xu glanced at her, his eyes were cold, without the slightest pity.

He didn't say a word, just cold, hanging Xia Menglan.

She was still standing naked in front of him.

Xia Menglan was embarrassed and indignant, and subconsciously reached out to grab the bathrobe, but suddenly heard Yan Xu say coldly: "That's it." ”

She shuddered, and covered her body with her arms up and down.

Yan Xu seemed to be very dissatisfied with her actions, and frowned deeply: "Take your hand away." ”

Xia Menglan has suffered less humiliation in her life than she has suffered in today's life, she let go of her arms, stood in front of Yan Xu like this, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice: "The reason why I did this is not because of Shen Lang, but because of you." ”

"For me?" Yan Xu squinted his eyes slightly, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and looked at the naked Xia Menglan from head to toe.

He didn't fully believe Xia Menglan's words, snorted lightly, and said coldly: "Then you explain and explain, how did you do it for me?" ”

Xia Menglan endured the nausea in her heart, walked in front of Yan Xu, and her weak and boneless hand gently rested on his shoulder: "I'm already your person now, what else do you have to worry about, as for today's video, I am here to push Song Zhi to the cusp, and now she is the person on the tip of Shen Lang's heart, if you want to deal with Shen Lang, it's best to start with her." ”

Yan Xu turned his head to look at Xia Menglan and sneered, "What can you do?" ”

Xia Menglan bowed slightly, leaned over and whispered something in his ear.

Yan Xu's eyes changed suddenly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, pulling out a condensation arc.

……

At dusk, Shen Yuan drove Song only to the Shen family's old house.

There is such a big thing, she can't go back to Qingxin Yaju and the hospital, as for Shen Lang, she is worried that Song will only find something, so she can only stay in the company.

Yao Qiandai invited the best doctor to treat Song Zhizhi.

She didn't expect that Xia Menglan would do such a thing.

I can't help but be a little disappointed in her.

When Song only woke up, she saw that Yao Qiandai was still taking care of her in the room, and she was a little embarrassed: "Auntie, it's not early, you better rest early." ”

Yao Qiandai refused: "Shen Lang handed you over to me, if he didn't take care of you, he would blame me." ”

She put a bowl of prepared bird's nest and fed it to Song Ji herself.

Seeing that Song only finished eating, Yao Qiandai covered the quilt for her, and then turned around and walked out of the room.

The decoration style of the room is simple, but the furnishings in the room can tell how good the owner of the room is.

This room belongs to Shen Lang, Yao Qiandai did not arrange Song only in the guest room, but in Shen Lang's room, which shows that she did not treat Song only as an outsider.

Her heart warmed suddenly, and she staggered out of bed.

The room was lit with a warm light, and by the light, Song could only see the furnishings on the desk.

It was an old photo, Shen Lang in the photo was still a seven or eight-year-old child, at that time, he had a bright and sunny smile on his face, and now he is always cold and refuses to judge people thousands of miles away.

The other two people in the photo, one is Yao Qiandai, and the other is a man, judging from his intimacy with Shen Lang and Yao Qiandai, it should be Shen Lang's father-Shen Zaishan.

Song has only heard that Shen Lang's father disappeared five years ago and his whereabouts are still unknown.

Presumably, I don't know how many sleepless nights Shen Lang has, he will sit at this table and look at this photo.

She stared at the photo for a long time, and suddenly frowned slightly.

She suddenly found that she seemed to have seen Shen Lang's father somewhere, but Song Zhi couldn't remember it.

When and where?!

Song only pondered for a long time, only thinking about what should have happened in the past few years.

She is very vague about this memory, but what she can be sure of is that the man in the memory picture is indeed Shen Zaishan.

Song only wanted to tell Shen Lang about this, but his phone couldn't be dialed.

She remembered that Shen Lang had taken a cold shower over and over again, and then hugged herself to physically cool down, and her heart was slightly sour.

A moment later, when Song only wanted to go back to bed, he suddenly stepped on something.

When I looked down, it turned out to be a book.

She picked up the book and tried to put it back in its rightful place.

Because of her height, Song could only reach the bookshelf, so she could only stand on a chair and put the "Wuthering Heights" back into the bookshelf.

"Ding......

Suddenly, Song only seemed to have touched something, and then the light yellow light, she looked down and saw that it was a kitten ornament.

The cat ornament is made of sterling silver and glows in the light.

The kitten is very similar to her cuteness, and the shape is very cute.

Song only couldn't put it down, touched the little meow's head, and suddenly, the little meow was split in half, and a piece of paper fell out of the middle.

The paper is yellow-brown, which is the kind of ancient yellow paper, on which is written Shen Lang's birthday.

This handwriting......

Song only frowned, she looked very familiar, as if she was ......

A figure suddenly appeared in her mind, an old man, always wearing a black gown, with a white beard, his old face was always kind and kind, he always hugged Song Zhi, hummed Tong Yao at night when she couldn't sleep, and coaxed her to sleep.

"Grandpa's words?"

Song can only be very sure that this note with Shen Lang's birthday written on it was written by her grandfather himself.

She remembers very clearly that when her grandfather wrote the three points of water with the word "Shen", he would only light two points.

He once told Song Zhizhi that he was taboo about water in his life, so as long as he wrote this word, he would deliberately avoid it.

It's just that Song only couldn't think of it, why is there a grandfather's word here?

In order to make sure that he was not mistaken, Song only sent a WeChat message to his father.

Soon, Song's father sent the words written by the old man to Song Zhizhi's mobile phone.

After comparison, Song was only more sure that this piece of paper was undoubtedly written by his grandfather.

She has a lot of question marks, and she wants to figure out and figure out what other connections there are between Shen Lang's father and the note written by her grandfather.

Song only lay on the bed and gradually closed his eyes.

The next day, when she woke up, she immediately dialed Shen Lang's phone, but the other party still didn't connect.

Song only looked at the quartz clock on the wall, at 7 o'clock, she changed her clothes, and as soon as she walked out of the door, she saw Yao Qiandai also walking out of the bedroom.

Yao Qiandai rubbed her eyes, and there was still a look of sorrow on her face: "Only, why did you get up so early?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Song only shook his head, took out the note, and handed it to Yao Qiandai: "Auntie, do you remember who wrote this note with Shen Lang's birthday?" ”

Yao Qiandai took the note and looked at it, her brows furrowed, she rarely showed such a nervous look, and asked urgently, "Where did you find this paper?!" ”