"......" Gu Mingan half-held back: "Anyway, I am also your nominal husband!" I'm so drunk, won't you take care of me?! ”

"You're too, it's just a name, I have the right to choose whether to take the drum or not."

"You ......" Gu Mingan pointed at Su Jianhuan for a while before he put down his hand, "Count you ruthless!" ”

finished, Gu Mingan strode away.

Su Jianhuan picked up the pruning knife and pruned the flowers.

Gu Mingan stumbled upstairs, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he kicked the corner of the bed with his bare feet, and bent over to cover his toes in pain.

Damn, even things are against him!

Su Jianhuan, you dead woman! I don't have the consciousness to be a wife at all!!

Gu Ming'an was angry!

……

Ji Ran found a piano upstairs, she went to the piano room, she thought she couldn't play, but when she sat down and stroked the piano keys with her hands, the familiarity was like instinct.

Instinctively drove her to play.

After Ji Ran finished playing a song, she felt incredible, she could actually play the piano? And it's still a good play.

While there was still fell, Chi Ran played a few more songs, completely immersed in the music world of Zheng

[Dye, you play so well. 】

"Knock-" Chi Ran suddenly opened his eyes, and pressed the keys with his ten fingers at the same time, and the piano made a screeching sound.

Chi Ran was stunned, and a vague scene flashed through his mind.

[In the next life, can you empty your heart and pretend to be alone. 】

Chi Ran's pupils shrank, she interspersed her fingers between her hair, closed her eyes tightly, and her facial features were painful.

"Who are you...... Who the hell are you......"

Ikezome murmured softly.

Why is she so painful when she hears this voice, her heart, so sad.

A thin layer of fine sweat oozed from Ikezen's forehead, and she grabbed her collar and gasped.

Fu Sicheng squeezed fresh juice for Chi Ran, he walked to the door of the piano room and saw Chi Ran's painful appearance, he immediately rushed in and put the juice on the piano, "Chi Ran!" ”

Chi Ran grabbed Fu Sicheng's arm, "Fu Sicheng, my heart is so uncomfortable......"

"What's wrong? Tell me, where are you uncomfortable? Fu Sicheng looked nervous.

Zi~Zi~Zi~

Ikezome's mind was like a slideshow, suddenly frozen in a frame.

It was still a familiar white suit, but there was a muzzle on it, a huge hole, and blood......

Chi Ran hugged Fu Sicheng in fear, buried in his chest and cried, her heart hurting densely: "I don't know, there are always a lot of inexplicable pictures in my mind, very bloody, terrifying, bloody ......"

Fu Sicheng gently patted Chi Ran's back and hugged her tightly: "None of those things have happened, it's fake." ”

"But it's true......"

"You've always been there for me, and if it happened, of course I'd know." Fu Sicheng's eyes were a little dark, he hugged Chi Ran and comforted her softly: "You're just too anxious, you take the fantasy pictures as the scenes that happened, those are not real, you know?" ”

Chi Ran raised his tear-stained face and looked at Fu Sicheng in confusion, with a somewhat nasal voice: "Is this really the case?" ”

"Of course, how could I lie to you." Fu Sicheng doesn't look like a joke at all, he is very serious.

He wiped away her tears with his fingertips and said, "If you cry again, you will become a flower cat." ”

Chi Ran looked at Fu Sicheng and sniffed, "I only trust you now, you can't deceive me." ”

Fu Sicheng's eyes flashed with a strange look, but he covered it up well and nodded, "Hmm." ”