When Jimo Qinglian heard the knock on the door, she muttered in her heart: "Who?" It can't be Niu Dasha who forgot to bring the key when he went out, right? "Shouldn't she consider putting a tag on the door so that people remember to ring the doorbell instead of knocking on the door?

Through the iron fence, Ji Mo Qinglian looked at the young man outside the door, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, he looked good, about one meter seven or eight tall, not tall, not short, not fat or thin, fair skin, straight nose, a pair of red phoenix eyes to hook the soul - a good look.

Jimo Qinglian instinctively touched her smooth little chin, thinking of the commonly used term of her friend Zhao Meili - demon! It's just that the man who was called a demon by Zhao Meili before, in her eyes, can't meet the standard of demons, and the current one is definitely enough to be demonic, huh...... It's even up to the standard of being buried alive.

Why bury alive? Because men are too good-looking, they often harm people, as idealistic and ambitious beauties, the best way to see the glamorous and bewitching is to kill them all.

This is Zhao Meimei's turn-at this time, Ji Mo Qinglian feels that it seems to make some sense.

"Excuse me-" Xu Zimu was about to speak through the iron railing door, but just by looking at it, he recognized it, the girl in front of him was the girl he met by chance three years ago, she should be called Jimo Qinglian? However, I heard that she was embezzled by her stepmother and swept away.

Ethics, she should be very pessimistic, but I don't know why, the moment Xu Zimu saw her, she found that this girl was the same as three years ago, her whole body seemed to be full of ethereal aura, and her big eyes were innocent and curious......

Like a fairy flying among the flowers, inadvertently, fatally attracting.

"The doorbell is over here!" Jimo Qinglian pointed to the side and said-Strange and strange, this handsome demonic guy, why does it look a little familiar?

Touching her smooth little chin, Mo Qinglian began to think wildly, such a handsome demonic guy, if she could take it out and walk around, it would definitely make her group of roommates drool.

Although she herself doesn't have much interest in beautiful men, her roommates are all young girls under the age of twenty...... This is a must-have topic.

"Uh......" Xu Zimu swallowed the question in a daze, and then walked to the side of the wall, looking for the doorbell she said.

Sure enough, on a green brick at the door, he saw the word "doorbell", but what about the doorbell? Instinctively, he pressed his finger on the brick, and then, with a "pop", the brick bounced outward, and a small box appeared inside, containing an authentic doorbell.

What a cheat!

Isn't it just a doorbell? Do you need to be so tricky? Xu Zimu cursed dissatisfiedly in his heart, and then, according to her words, he pressed the doorbell.

Turning around, he happened to see the smile in Jimo Qinglian's clear eyes that couldn't be concealed.

"Is it Miss Jimo Qinglian?" Xu Zimu sighed, this girl is really childlike.

He didn't know that this doorbell, even Mo Qinglian also made Niu Dasha's fool pit once, so now that she has the opportunity, she naturally wants to pit others for a while.

"Oh......" This time, it was Jimo Qinglian's turn to be a little surprised, although this handsome guy with eye-catching eyes looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but she could guarantee that she definitely didn't know this.

"I am, do we know each other?" Jimo Qinglian asked in surprise.

"We met once three years ago!" Xu Zimu sighed, thinking about it, she had forgotten herself, "Does Miss Jimo remember?" Three years ago, we met by the West Lake, and Ling Zun also saved my father......"

Jimo Qinglian thought about it, thought about it again, and then remembered that three years ago, her father took her to the West Lake to play, and as a result, she met a father and son, the old father was a little older, well-dressed, like a rich man, and it was estimated that he didn't exercise much on weekdays, so he fainted.

Then his father gave him an injection and saved him, but he didn't seem to appreciate it very much and went straight to the hospital. The attending doctor who rushed to the rescue looked at his father's eyes, obviously discriminatory.

This matter was quickly forgotten by Jimo Qinglian, his father is a good person, he will never do it when he sees death and does not save it, he will do it, and he does not ask for anything in return, so, what others think, he has always been indifferent, that is, Mo Qinglian has been influenced by him since childhood, and she doesn't care about these little things, until her father passed away, she had to sigh - why don't good people live long?

"My surname is Xu, Xu Zimu!" Xu Zimu stood outside the iron gate, looking at Jimo Qinglian through the railing, and the other party didn't seem to have any intention of opening the door to let him in and talk.

And Jimo Qinglian really doesn't want to open the door, in the huge rejuvenation workshop, she is a lonely and weak woman, God knows if this person is a good person or a bad person?

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Xu?" Jimo Qinglian's eyes widened, she looked at him innocently, and asked curiously.

"Her eyes are beautiful!" I don't know why, at this time, Xu Zimu has such an almost absurd feeling in her heart, her eyes are so bright, like stars, shining brightly, probably the reflection of the sunset? He had never seen anyone whose eyes could be as pure as this.

"My father is sick, and the symptoms are exactly the same as those of three years ago, so I got up and begged Miss Jimo to ......" Xu Zimu didn't know how to say it.

"Huh?" Jimo Qinglian was stunned for a while, and then frowned and said, "Evil enters the body...... "My father once said that if it is not cured, it will definitely recur after three years, and she was reminded by Xu Zimu, and she naturally remembered the situation back then.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xu Zimu heard her say this, like a drowning person, grabbing a life-saving straw, regardless of the image, holding on to the iron railing and nodding again and again, "Exactly, does Miss know how to heal?" ”

"I don't know!" Jimo Qinglian spread her hands and smiled bitterly, "You can find here, think about the situation at my house, you also know, my father died in a car accident a year ago." ”

When Xu Zimu heard her say the three words "I don't know", he only felt dizzy for a while, and almost fell to the ground, that is, Mo Qinglian here, but his last bit of hope, could it be that his father could only lie on the hospital bed and wait for death? At this moment, he began to regret deeply, why should he believe in those unreliable famous doctors? Why didn't he let his father go to Yunjin Pavilion three years ago to completely cure the hidden dangers?

Although it is said that birth, old age, sickness and death are the destiny of heaven and are inevitable, he originally had a chance...... Blame him! Blame him!