The incense powder lane, the zero number, has finally arrived.

It's really quiet, there are no cars on the road outside, no one goes, the surrounding grocery stores are closed, the inner layer and the outer layer are quiet, the silence is surprising, surrounded by her, calming the body and mind, and also making Wang Peilong's heart swell with a sense of sacred mission, she seems to have finally realized what kind of mood the red whisk girl is in when she runs at night.

Affected by the environment, her originally impetuous heart is also quiet at the moment, Heng Zhi Feng Nian is now hers, he is there, and now he is waiting for himself, not staying in the small mansion, waiting for him.

And the old woman who combed her mother's hair at the beginning was really old.

old, but clear-minded, the old man doesn't ask or say, just take out the duty of a subordinate to take care of him, Chen Fengnian is sick, she treats him like a patient; Chen Fengnian lost his temper and smashed things, she treated him like a child, the child was always naughty and angry, at her age, she couldn't afford to deal with this kind of child anymore.

The person who is used to being a young master was originally a child before he was down.

Wang Peilong followed the old woman upstairs, the stairs were narrow and steep, every step was afraid of stepping on a piece of wood, she didn't think about sending Feng Nian to a better place to recuperate, but after thinking about it again, she herself was not afraid of Wan Xianshan, but she was afraid that Feng Nian would fall into his hands again, she was worried all day long, and both sides were sad.

Fortunately, Feng Nian is very good and well-behaved;

She came to him, and he slept there with his eyes closed, and there was no trouble.

He thought about it, but unfortunately his strength and mind were limited, and he couldn't make trouble.

Wang Peilong had imagined many scenes of goodbye to Feng Nian, and also made an in-depth analysis of Feng Nian's current downfall, but she didn't expect Feng Nian to become what she is now.

People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts.

There is a chandelier in the room, which is a small light bulb hanging there, and when it is lit, it glows with an old and old yellow, and there is no trace of warm light.

There was also a bed in the room, but the one sleeping on the bed really thought it was a dead person if I didn't look closely.

Is it clean? Not clean.

Is it ugly? Not ugly.

But seeing Feng Nian like this, she didn't know how to write the word guilt for thousands of eight hundred years, and she was still guilty.

Originally, she was afraid that Feng Nian would hate her and want to turn over old accounts with her, but now she knows that he can't turn over the flowers even if he wants to, Feng Nian's bone appearance is still there, but the person has lost a lot of weight, almost so thin that he is out of phase, his face is still clean, maybe the snot and tears that flowed out of his hair before because of his addiction were wiped away by his aunt with a towel, and at this moment he was lying on a shelf bed made of wooden planks, his eyelids were not steady, and he seemed to have just fallen into a short sleep.

She didn't shed tears, but turned her head to wring a hot towel, and took care of Feng Nian, she helped him wipe his body well, changed him into new pajamas, and also took the opportunity to change him into a new quilt cover, although the musty smell of the quilt was still disgusting, it was the smell of covering the dead.

In fact, her hands and feet are meticulous, and it has been a long time to finish this set of water grinding work, but she thought about it again and again, but she was still ruthless, and she didn't take off the clothes on her body, preferring to squeeze in the same small bed with Feng Nian through the dirty and damp broken quilt, she wanted to be with him.

She decided to stay tonight so that he could have a good rest, at least no one else was there, and there was someone by his side, who could gently hold him in his dreams and let him have a good dream.

Now only she, Wang Peilong, is not disgusted, and is willing to take such a broken household as a treasure like him.

The balm she used on her body has not changed, it is still a winter brand, this fragrance is incompatible with the decay and medicinal gas that fills the house, but she doesn't care very much, the old man she entrusted is obviously very conscientious, and he uses her words as a holy decree, even if Feng Nian is tortured by illness, he will not be blasted out as waste in this small house that is half demolished.

But they were a man and a woman, one hugged the other, Feng Nian's breath sprayed on her collarbone, as if there was nothing, so that Wang Peilong became more and more panicked the more she slept, and she felt that it was better not to stay, she always felt that Feng Nian had air in and out of breath, and when she wiped him, she saw that his back waist and stomach were full of several large pieces of blood stasis and black blue that could not be eliminated, which were all traces of punching and kicking before they could come out.

Needless to say, it must be Wan Xianshan's handiwork.

Wan Xianshan, this brute.

She hugged Feng Nian tightly in the dark, obviously she didn't cry when she saw Feng Nian when the impact was so big, but now that she thinks of the past, as well as new and old hatreds, she finally remembered to cry.

It's really unlucky, going around and around, why can't she leave the one surnamed Wan?

She is really full of bitterness, her liking has never been a joke, she said that if she likes Feng Nian, she must like it, so many years, her surging love has finally found a live target, and she can launch it to her heart's content, but there are always people who don't believe this kind of like, saying that you don't deserve to fucking like it, and then I'm afraid that she won't give up, and she will do everything possible to challenge her bottom line.

Angry, she's really angry.

So who is to blame? It's not to blame Wan Xianshan, if he hadn't pressed him step by step, she wouldn't have turned around and looked at Feng Nian after leaving him, Feng Nian's timing of meeting her was too coincidental, maybe he was not him at that time, he became someone else, so now the person she loves and lies here to recuperate, must also become someone else.

It's okay to say that it's wrong, it's okay to say that she Wang Peilong is unscrupulous, anyway, the show has already started, her life is wrong, she can only go all the way wrong, the wrong is also wrong in the end, and the wrong is also right.

A tear streaked out of the corner of her eye, and her sigh was like a shooting star, and it passed in the blink of an eye.

Lying down from twelve o'clock to three o'clock in the morning, there was a movement around him;

Wang Peilong passively woke up from her dream and felt breathless.

At some point, there was an extra pair of hands around her neck, and those hands pinched her tightly, using the only strength they had left, just trying to strangle her.

Her phoenix eyes were red, and the narrow water wave phoenix eyes had become angry eyes that pierced the pupils, obviously losing her mind and going crazy.

He reminded her of the Jade Tower that day.

Anger, despair, but unfortunately there is a weak heart and nothing can be done.

"Die, die..... All of them are going to die......"

The bloodshot eyes couldn't see the reflected figure clearly, the nose was snorting hot air, God knows how much strength Chen Fengnian used, he could only go crazy when there were people around him, otherwise he would go crazy with himself.

There was no tenderness in his eyes, her gentleness was an illusion, he knew that she was only wearing human skin, and the human skin was wrapped in the evil spirits in the dungeon, he knew that he was not going to be, the ridicule from hell was eroding him day by day, and the fists and feet were waiting for him, under their control, the daily beatings were as common as eating, and they should be taken for granted.

Chen Fengnian couldn't resist, but he wrote down all the people who beat him;

It doesn't matter, he has nothing, he will be tortured to death, but death cannot be in vain, he wants to strangle them, he wants them to die with him.

Wang Peilong was on her back, struggling intentionally or unintentionally, she ate a lot and slept a lot, and her strength was very strong when she broke out, in fact, she should be able to push Feng Nian away, but she didn't push it, she just wanted to let Feng Nian calm down, so that she could continue to comfort him and comfort him until he stopped going crazy.

She just didn't expect that Feng Nian's temperament would be passed down by her, and it would be so eternal.

But her Feng Nian was weak after all, at the moment when he was on the verge of suffocation, he smashed on her like a deflated body, his bones were really hard, and his body must be bruised, Wang Peilong had no time to soothe his injured neck, but stretched out his hands and took him into his arms.

Coaxing a child, she hugged Feng Nian, pinched him more aggrieved than her, lying on her body and whimpering, that kind of suppressed crying made her want to cry.

This poor young master, he almost strangled himself to death just now, but she saved her neck, and when she came back to her senses, she didn't even plan to hate him, she just felt that it was so difficult to like someone, she indirectly harmed his family, and finally came to see him, and she had to be pinched, she was really difficult.

Wang Peilong felt guilty, but she still didn't forget her original plan.

She was still thinking about robbing him of his heart.

Doesn't a person who has nothing have only one heart left?

She thought that she was really bad and couldn't be saved, Wan Xianshan harmed her, and she also wanted to hurt him, but her skills were too shallow, and she harmed others, and there was an infinite cycle between them, and the annual rings rolled like wheels, I really don't know how many people I have to kill in my life.

It seems that to put it simply, I can only blame myself for being unlucky, she is such a symbolic figure, whether it is in the market, or in the metropolis full of talents, it is very far-sighted and courageous, she finally likes a person, and wants to use her own way to spoil him and love him, but she loves and loves, and before she really loves to be famous, she loves a piece of chicken feathers, and the chicken and dog that she loves are not the same.

Senior brother is right, she uses the method of burning copper and iron to refine real gold, and she and Feng Nian are very bitter.

But what kind of real gold she refines is dignified, what she refines is obviously his sincerity.

The good show has already started, whether to act or not, whether the performance is good or not, it is not up to them to decide, she knows this very well.

It's fast, it's fast.

She hugged Feng Nian, put the kiss on her forehead, felt his breath gradually flattened, as if she was the same as before, and said softly in a whispered tone: "I'm too anxious to come today, I'll give you a seal first, and I will often come over to accompany you in the future, you will slowly and slowly, it won't hurt anymore, and you won't be afraid, okay?" ”

The smell of lilacs blown by the night breeze was also a trace of comfort in the suffering, Chen Fengnian was already exhausted, and leaned his head on her arms, only breathing, no response.

As she said, as soon as she came, he had a good night's sleep for the first time, the warmth of the woman blew him like a spring breeze, and he even hugged him back in his dream, for fear that the wind would disappear in the blink of an eye, he couldn't stand the cold, he couldn't stand the pain, so he hugged it tightly, and he subconsciously knew that he couldn't lose this last support.

Wang Peilong lit the lamp and boiled oil, opened his eyes, and sat with him in his arms all night.

The next day, she pulled out her hands and waist from Feng Nian's arms, it was a bright morning outside, everything was silent, and it was also the last tranquility before the opening of the vegetable market and the downtown at the door, she had to go out to take advantage of this tranquility.

Feng Nian spared no effort last night, her neck was pinched out of the traces, Wang Peilong had to wrap a small square scarf, after packing up her clothes, she leaned down and stared at Feng Nian's appearance, and saw that he had faded away from the horror when he was crazy, and he was still quietly likable when he was asleep, so he felt that he was not in vain this time, her heart and liver baby are still treasures, once born and twice ripe, this time she did not look away in the matter of picking a man for herself.

The old woman sent her all the way out of the alley, she stuffed a handful of money into her hand, and the old man shirked it, just praised her for being born well, the bigger and more beautiful, the bigger and more like her mother.

Wang Peilong admits the first half of the sentence, but denies the second half of the sentence, she always feels that her uncompetitive mother is too uncompetitive, not as good as her daughter, her beauty is just beautiful, no aura, and no vitality.

She didn't sleep all night, but her mind was still enough, so she went to Xinya to have a simple morning tea, and when she ate, some fans recognized her, took out a pencil and white paper to ask her to sign, Wang Peilong signed one by one like the queen went out on the street, and then methodically packed two cages of xiaolongbao and called a rickshaw on the street.

Amid the shouting of the coachman, she left the place.

By the time Hong Shuangxi came to pick her up as usual, she had already stood at the door and beckoned him to come and get Xiaolong.