"Since Miss Wenwen wants to talk to Mr. Ling, then the wind spirit will be handed over to me." Zhen Cheng continued the previously interrupted topic above to help her cooperate.

"Then let's go over there and talk." Wenwen took the opportunity to hold Ling Feng's hand.

She did it on purpose, to see how the wind spirits reacted. The wind spirit watched them leave, and did not show jealousy.

Zhen Cheng took the opportunity to suggest to Feng Ling: "Then, let's go to the top floor, the scenery there is exceptionally good." ”

"Hmm." The wind spirit followed him and glanced back at Ling Feng's back. I felt strange, why did Ling Feng behave so calmly when he met Zhen Cheng today? This made me a little uneasy.

When she and Zhen Cheng climbed the three flights of stairs, the boat shook slightly, slowly pushed forward and drove forward, the buildings on both sides of the river receded, and the Waibaidu Iron Bridge faintly appeared in front.

Standing at the bow of the boat, leaning against the railing, the wind stirs the skirt of the wind spirit.

Zhen Cheng didn't look over his head at her. She had not spoken, and seemed a little sad, not as lively and happy as she had been at the last night party.

"You seem to have something on your mind, can you tell me about it?" Zhen Cheng broke the silence.

"Yes, I'm thinking of the people who have passed away." The Wind Spirit replied.

"Who are you missing?" Zhen Cheng asked.

Every time I saw her, she was different, the first time she was cold, the second time she was innocent and lively, and this time, she was melancholy and silent.

This fills her with a deep sense of mystery about herself.

What kind of girl is she?

My father said to himself that they were spot traders of non-ferrous metals, and it would be great if there was a good trading team for the company to participate in futures at the same time. Futures and spot will resolve each other's risks, and if they operate properly, the benefits will increase exponentially. Feng Ling is a rare talent that the company urgently needs, and we must find a way to convince her as soon as possible.

However, I don't want to talk to her about business, but I want to talk to her about my own private affairs.

"A lot of people, a lot of people who have passed away." The Wind Spirit replied.

She listened to Hua Dan's music in the car and gradually fell asleep.

She dreamed of how Liang De died, which made her heart ache.

Seeing Zhen Cheng now, she misses Liang De even more.

Yes, listening to the soul-stirring voice of the wind spirit, Zhen Cheng also began to miss his deceased mother.

A boy whose father is not by his side and whose mother is in the underworld is in a foreign country seems to be strong but fragile inside.

It's not so much that he's been looking for his girlfriend, it's that he's been looking for his mother's shadow. But none of those previous girlfriends can really fill the hole in their hearts.

They enjoy greedily, from money to flesh, but what is left to them after greed is a deeper spiritual loneliness.

And the girl in front of her, as long as she stands by her side, she feels that her heart is full of joy and she is no longer lonely.

"Do you only miss the departed? Don't you miss the living? He asked affectionately, thinking not only of his deceased mother, but also of her. Does she miss herself, too?

"I miss it all, but now I miss the people who have passed away. I am moved every time I think of a 20-year-old who can let the wicked cut off the flesh and let go of the blood on his body, and still be steadfast. Her tone became firm, less sad. Liang De's strength will also make him strong.

Zhen Cheng's mouth rose, the person she said died a little bloody and terrifying, and asked curiously, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Someone who looks like you." She turned around and looked up into his eyes seriously, "He used to be as alive as you and as handsome as you." I now understand why I like you because you look too much like him. Thank you for quenching my thirsty thoughts. ”

The corners of Zhen Cheng's mouth slid into a smile, was she expressing her love to herself? When I seduce a girl, I sometimes say that she looks like someone I miss.