Night, peaceful and sweet.

The water, deep and cold, is far more attractive than the purest gem under the refraction of the underwater lamp.

The woods seem to be monsters hiding unfathomable secrets. The night breeze blows, the water ripples, the leap of life breaks through the silence of death, and the leaves rub against each other, making a clattering sound, as if whispering.

Stroll to the pool, the shimmering blue light and rippling water is so charming.

Unable to hold back any longer, she put her foot in the pool and kicked the splash.

"Hey, Luo Qiong," a voice exploded behind him, and he didn't need to look back to know who it was, "I remember reminding you again and again, don't interfere with the laws of nature, don't create supernatural events, where is your brain growing." ”

With this reproach, Luo Qiong picked up with a snort, stuck out her tongue, posed as a good girl, and was disciplined motionless. Of course, she knew what would happen when a pool of water suddenly flew in the dead of night.

But in that case, will the probability of exposure be too low?

Approaching step by step, the man covered in darkness, Luo Qiong moved his steps uneasily. She didn't want to face those stunning eyes anymore, but fortunately, the other party didn't seem to want to stay for a long time.

Stretched out his hand and held an object to the side of her head, to be honest, Sun Xiaoyou's height is too exquisite. According to unreliable visual inspection, it is a question whether it can reach one meter and a half. It's no wonder that hating the sky is her daily gear.

"Oh, take it. I thought you didn't need this thing, but from today's analysis of the situation, you are also uneasy. ”

Reaching out to take it, I thought it was a big deal, but who knew that the next thing was a mobile phone. A mobile phone that looks almost indistinguishable from the one Sun Xiaoyou is using now, and most importantly, she can touch and use it even in a soul state. I cried out in disbelief, "Oh, what is this?" ”

Stretched out his hand and clicked it, the screen protector of the phone was a fog with no specific form, and after being completely clicked, it turned into a skeleton. Then, a cold and mechanical voice reported the countdown: "There are still 46 days and 6 hours ** minutes left." ”

Because she was frightened, she almost threw the phone in her hand.

The messenger was a little impatient and said, "Be steady, it's quite a drain to make this." It reminds you of the time you have left, and it can also be used as an emergency call, but remember that it has to be a matter of life and death to call for help. ”

After saying that, he disappeared so bluntly, as if he didn't want to stay for an extra minute.

Touching the head that had been touched before, "What, running so fast, it's like people are bacteria or viruses." ”

His heart is full of nostalgia when he is away, but he is afraid and impatient when he is, so it is really a bit like the plot of falling in love staged in a TV series. Why is this happening, what is wrong with me. The heart is beating faster and faster, this is really not like a word, a person who doesn't talk about gender, maybe even the existence of different species, what is she bumping into here.

She already has Huang Jianliang, what kind of fantasy is she still here, it's really not like words.

Brushing his finger back on the phone screen, the mechanical voice once again chimeled the time: "Left, 46 days and 6 hours." ”

What is the purpose of the messenger in giving such a thing to himself, is he urging himself to act quickly? For a moment, she remembered the conversation she had before. You are the last task of my thousand-year career as a messenger, and as long as you are sent away smoothly, then I will be able to say goodbye to my duties and obligations, and go after what is mine.

Of course she knew what it was like to be eager, to want to fly high.

It's not that Luo Qiong is passive to deal with it, it's just that she really doesn't have anyone she can work on. Because the love of blood relatives is not counted, and she is the kind of person who is locked in the door by her mother, has no friends and no social interaction. So, there was really no object for a while.

But in any case, she couldn't let her negativity affect others, so she decided to make a serious effort. The current direction is mainly based on her physical body, and tomorrow, she will go to the hospital to see who has visited her in the past few days.

Then make further plans.

……

Walking to the study, there is a slightly smaller spiral staircase, only about 90 degrees, and down the stairs, at the end of the bookshelf, is the desk in the study. Because Sun Xiaoyou has almost no habit of using the study, the study is now almost completely occupied by Huang Jianliang, and the shelves are neatly arranged in rows, either management books or books related to finance and commerce. All in all, almost all of them are books that women don't like.

On the desk, there were piles of paper documents, and the night breeze blew in from the window, blowing down the documents that had not been processed before, and Luo Qiong strolled through them, reading page by page. To be precise, these scattered pages are not official documents, but only manuscripts by Huang Jianliang, and some of them are just his reading notes, most of which are related to steel and concrete and architecture.

Looking at the chair at the window, and the piles of used scratch paper, and the piles of architectural books with bookmarks on the desk, she could feel the man's dedication and effort. She has been looking forward to and hoping for the effort.

It seems that the other party not only listened to her opinions very carefully, but also invested a lot of effort and energy in the corresponding field.

He believed her, his speculations and conjectures were valued, and what could be better than this.

Because of the doubts of her mother's speculation, even the most subtle and normal theories, as long as they come from Luo Qiong's mouth, Luo's mother will give endless doubts and denials. Because the time of being denied was too long, gradually, even she began to doubt everything about herself, her existence, and whether her will was reasonable. But now, I suddenly met someone who was willing to believe in himself.

God knows how happy Luo Qiong is and how moved.

And just like that, in the moonlight, she hummed softly.

"Don't lose courage

I can't help but be angry

Do not cut the tangle

How can you see it

New new new maybe next ......"

Although she has the idea that she must get up earlier than Huang Jianliang, she wants to take care of Huang Jianliang, whether it is true love or illusion, she has no time to find fault. In the remaining 46 days, she is to live like a real woman, and in the remaining 46 days, she is to experience all that a normal human being should have. Whether it's love or friendship.

She's going to experience them all once.

Although she was determined to get up early to take care of Huang Jianliang, who knows, as soon as she broke free from the headache, Luo Qiong saw that Huang Jianliang had not only gotten up, but also packed up herself, done everything, and was now standing upright at the head of the bed, waiting for her to get up.

Hearing the news that Sun Xiaoyou had woken up, Norel walked in with a glass of water and handed it to her respectfully, while Huang Jianliang opened the curtains with a swipe to let the morning sun shine in.

Because she was so drunk, Luo Qiong now had a headache that was about to explode, and she was also very thirsty.

I picked up the water cup and took a big sip, it was slightly salty and the temperature was just right. She felt better.

Coming back from the window, with one hand on the head of the bed, he left a good morning kiss on her forehead. "I'm sorry to wake you up so early, but the doctor will be coming to examine you in a moment, so bear with me, my darling." His voice was as gentle as ever, as coaxing as ever. Because of the distance between the two, she could clearly see the bloodshot in the man's eyes.

Last night, he was drunk like that, vomited like that, and today he must be even more uncomfortable than himself. But I still have to get up early to serve her. I'm going to go to the company for a while and continue to work hard...... His stomach, no problem.

Spreading out the morning newspaper on the side, Huang Jianliang read the sorted news for her, some of which came from newspapers and magazines, and the other part from the Internet. He's creating an atmosphere that's enough to take her out of her sleep. Although he drank so much wine the day before, Huang Jianliang's voice was still good enough to warm people's hearts, and the morning light came in through the glass window behind him, setting off the subtle fluff on his face one by one, so for a while, the man was like a cat curled up on the sofa. So endearing.

Norel on the side was a little unhappy, you know, what Huang Jianliang is doing now is his own job.

The job bowl was violated, what good face could he have.

Although he wanted to be self-reliant, in Sun Xiaoyou's cloakroom, Luo Qiong fainted again.

Because she really couldn't make a choice, she was forced to helplessly, so she could only wait for Huang Jianliang to dress herself with her hands raised as she did the day before, slightly apologetic, but at the same time she was a little satisfied, she tasted the helplessness and doting in the man's eyes. The so-called women, all their lives pursue is not this innocuous little willfulness.

She just wanted him to spoil herself a little more.

From top to bottom, inside and out, all dressed up. Because he was wearing boots that were easier to walk with than high heels, he bent down to tie her shoes, and Huang Jianliang behaved like a loyal servant, all his movements seemed so skillful, so habitual and natural. God knows what kind of mentality the original owner came out of to call her husband as a human being.

For a moment, she felt a little sorry for him.

Just because he was unfortunate enough to be born in a civilian home, no matter how hard, how serious, how talented, at best he is a subordinate. Even in front of his wife, he is just a subordinate. In his mind, what flashed was Zhang Ai's complaint, Huang Jianliang's stomach perforation, which was drunk when he was fighting for Sun's family, but just like that, there were still people in the group who said he was wrong...... A little secretary who has no foundation, why should people treat you as a human being.

Touching her hand on Huang Jianliang's face, her heart became more and more painful. It's like the grievances on the other party in this matter, all of which have become her own. It was even more uncomfortable for her than carrying those grievances on her back.

Sitting at the breakfast table, Huang Jianliang mysteriously pushed a cardboard box in front of her, opened it, and there were twelve puffs of different shapes, made into chinchillas. And the best part is that these chinchillas are not even as big as pigeon eggs, at most one-sixth the size of a normal puff. In other words, even if she ate it all in one go, it wouldn't have any adverse effects.

One glance, just one glance, he was so concerned, for a while, Luo Qiong really didn't know what to do except tears. There is such a careful and confidant man, God knows what went wrong with Sun Xiaoyou, and he even ran to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

Either way, the man is hers now.

He's hers anymore.

For these twelve chinchilla puffs, Noel, a professional from the country of Hong Pei, naturally gave 100% contempt. To be honest, for a professional butler from an old country, he can make dishes from almost all over the world, and for such a decathlon who can almost be said to be a decathlon in life, such a little caution is inevitably a little too pediatric.

But he still knows this in the eyes of his lover, so he doesn't need to jump out to block the master.