Xu Jiamu moved his hand on the steering wheel, and his white fingers tapped rhythmically: "Look at the house." ”

Sang Ji turned his head to look at him suspiciously, and muttered a muffled oh.

Xu Jiamu glanced at her quickly, and explained: "I bought a house near the company, the environment is not bad, and the decoration has just been completed today." ”

Sang Ji thought about it, as if he had talked to him at the Xingyue Hotel before, and was a little surprised: "So fast? ”

He bowed his head and tapped the fingertips of the steering wheel and suddenly stopped, "Didn't you call to buy a house nearby?" ”

Kuwaki: "......"

Also.

Xu Jiamu drove all the way to the new house in the community and stopped at the courtyard.

Kuangki pushed the car door open and looked at the new home that was not too big.

A small western-style building with a small front yard that is not large, and a large corner of the front yard connected to the house is planted with many beautiful and precious flowers.

Simple European and American style, a total of two layers, the top is a good-looking dark blue tile.

Sang Ji nodded repeatedly, "Yes, how did you buy it?" ”

As soon as she was in the car, she noticed that the area was full of people, and every door was lit up in bright yellow.

Xu Jiamu hooked her lips, "Pretty smart." ”

He took out a bunch of keys from the pocket of his suit and said slowly: "This family originally lived with a woman, who intended to sell the house but did not actually take action. ”

Xu Jiamu twisted the doorknob as she spoke, opened the door and walked in first, feeling the lamp on the wall.

"I didn't let go of my mouth for several days, and she didn't agree to sell it until the day before yesterday."

"Well," Sang Ji flipped through the wedding dress design books on the shelves in the entrance, "I was still in a hurry, and I didn't bring any of these things." ”

Xu Jiamu turned her head to look at her words, she was holding a thick book in her hand and turning the pages quickly.

He frowned and asked, "Does that matter?" ”

"How?" Sang Ji squinted his eyes and smiled ambiguously, and straightened the book cover in his hand to show him, "Do you want to find an excuse to see this woman again?" ”

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【Don't look】

"Jiang Yan," a soft shout, the man followed the sound and saw that it was Su Ke'er, who had just finished class. She was holding a book and standing under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the teaching building, her white face was full of joy, and her eyes were crooked and she smiled beautifully.

But the man under the banyan tree spoke again, "How can you bear to force me to be sent to prison and sentence me to my crime!" "As soon as the style of painting changed, she became her in prison.

Suddenly, she threw herself to the rusty iron cage and stretched out her hand to him, her eyes sad and hateful, and full of pleading: "Save my child."

The voice was weak and weak, listening to her desperate plea, Jiang Yan suddenly felt cold in his back, and he woke up from his dream with shortness of breath.

Jiang Yan opened his eyes, looked at the smallpox for a long time before he stood up and sat on the head of the bed. Habitually looking at the clock hanging on the wall, half past five, slept for more than five hours.

Suddenly, the man curled his lips and laughed, sleeping for a long time.

He pulled out his left hand, stretched his fingers numb from the tablet, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the desk and poured water.

Since six years ago, after learning that Su Keer was pregnant and died tragically in prison, the quality of sleep has become very poor, as long as she falls asleep even if it is only a few minutes of sleep, she will dream of her and her unborn child, and dream that they come to him in various postures, begging him to help, and begging him to let go.

But the more this is the case, the more he wants to entangle with Su Keer, but he is afraid that he is really guilty of mistake back then.

It has been like this for six years, at first I didn't dare to sleep, but gradually I got used to not sleeping, more precisely, I was afraid of the haggard and crippled Su Keer, and I didn't dare to face her in my dreams, which led to habitual insomnia, sometimes only sleeping for an hour or two, and sometimes not falling asleep for several days.

Like last night, he hadn't slept for several days in a row, and when he was approving documents sent from abroad, he fell asleep while looking at it.