Yang Chenhao had already stood at the door waiting for Sister Li. As soon as she came in, she looked up: "Ouch! Scared the hell out of me! What are you doing here! After saying that, he patted his chest.

"You did a good thing last night." Yang Chenhao said.

"Look at your spirits right now! Sure enough, after being carefully cared for by the beauty for a night, the illness will be cured immediately! You have to thank me! Sister Li smiled wickedly.

"Ali. Can you please stop meddling in the affairs between me and Shufei. Yang Chenhao's tone showed a sense of helplessness.

Sister Li was a little angry when she heard this, and said with grievances: "You think I want to take care of your!" I'm just looking anxious! You are so sluggish and passive, and the good girls will be chased away by others! Shu Fei is such a good girl, I think you are also interesting to her, why not be positive! I have to go through the trouble of an old woman of my age to make a match, you think I'm easy! You haven't let go of that woman yet, have you? After so many years, how long will you still feel guilty! Sister Li said as she spoke, so angry that her eyes turned red.

"Mom! Say no more!! I'm not in a hurry for you...... I have my own thoughts, if it's mine, someone else can't take it away, and it's useless if it's not my overlord. ”

"Okay! It's up to you to do it yourself! Don't say you'll regret it! Sister Li went up to the second floor angrily, and the door slammed.

Yang Chenhao stood in place and let out a long sigh.

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At eight o'clock in the morning, in the inner room on the second floor of a European-style three-story villa in the suburbs, Ye Shuang, who heard the alarm on her mobile phone, opened her sleepy eyes and swiped her hand across the screen to stop ringing. She hadn't slept well for many days, and since the last time she learned about the corpse, her insomnia had become worse and worse, to the point where she had to take sleeping pills to fall asleep.

Yesterday, she was also drunk and unconscious, she didn't answer Wu Qiwen's call, and she didn't call back, she knew very well why Wu Qiwen called. After waking up in the afternoon, he cleaned up the broken glass slag in a daze, and scratched his hand, after the scratch, Ye Shuang did not deal with it, but slept directly, and now he raised his hand to see, the blood had formed a scab.

She didn't want to get in touch with the chaotic world outside, so she stayed in the house for many days and quit her job. The quilt on the bed was crumpled, the room was littered with confetti, the chairs were littered with clothes that hadn't been put in the washing machine, and there were red wine stains in the cracks of the floor. The neatness and cleanliness of the past no longer exists, and it is back to the life of the days when He Moxi had just disappeared.

She picked up her phone, and it showed an unread text message. Ye Shuang unlocked it, and the content on the text message made her stunned in place-

I'm in control.

You can't see the other person's mobile number. Ye Shuang didn't understand what was going on, what did this text message mean? Who's in control? Why did this person message her? There are countless questions in my mind.

But she didn't feel at ease anymore, probably someone sent the wrong message.

Then she opened Weibo and looked at the effect after posting that Weibo yesterday. As soon as you log in, the message bar is simply bursting, displaying 10,896 messages. There are also new media reports, mentioning eye-catching news about "Haber's stock market plummeted today", "Haber's chief designer is suspected of being replaced", "Li Xu's tear stain series will be investigated by the police" and so on. Ye Shuang is very satisfied with the effect of this Weibo retaliation, she must let Li Xu completely collapse, how can she let the traitor succeed? She chuckled at the corners of her mouth and stood up, she wanted to go out for a walk today, so she decided to pick up the grayed paintbrush and drawing board and go outside to sketch.

Ye Shuang likes oil painting very much, and she majored in art in college. At that time, she was as beautiful as a spring flower, her eyebrows were like the autumn moon, and she was rated as a flower, because she often carried a sketchpad everywhere to sketch, and was nicknamed "the beauty of the drawing board". Ye Shuang not only has a delicate face, but also has excellent grades, so there are countless suitors, but the beauty has long been hanging on the tree of He Moxi, and other men have not been able to enter her eyes at all.

She dug through the whitecloth-covered sketchpad in the utility room, blew off the dust, patted it with her hand, found the paintbrush and paint in the box, and went out.

Carrying the drawing board on his back, time seems to go back to the time when he was in college, when there was youth and dreams, but now, when the cups touch together, it is the sound of broken dreams.

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"Frost girl, your blue face is here again!" Roommate Niu Niu smiled evilly at Ye Shuang, who was thrushing in front of the mirror, and she had cosmetics such as lipstick, liquid foundation, and blush on the table.

"How do you know!" Ye Shuang smirked shyly.

"Who else but that one can make you dress up so hard! Women are those who please themselves! Niuniu witnessed Ye Shuang's sacrifice for the boy named He Moxi. I still remember that it was a rainy night, He Moxi went out to work without an umbrella and had no cash on him, Ye Shuang looked at the weather forecast and said that it would rain that day, a girl with two umbrellas ran more than ten kilometers on the bus to pick him up, fortunately it really rained that day, otherwise it would have been a trip in vain. Another time He Moxi was sick and hospitalized for a week, she ran at both ends of the school hospital every day, and after class, she would go back to the dormitory to cook porridge in a rice cooker and bring it over...... There are too many, too many niunius to count. Niuniu has never really met He Moxi, but she vaguely knows that He Moxi is good-looking and tall. Usually, they don't chase Ye Shuang to ask about He Moxi, and vaguely feel that Ye Shuang is like a chicken mother who protects her chickens, and she doesn't want any outsiders to touch her baby.

At the bottom of the big banyan tree downstairs in the girls' dormitory, He Moxi was leaning against the tree with a crossbody bag on his back, wearing headphones, and his trouser pocket. Several girls passing by couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

Ye Shuang has been pestering him for many days and said that he was going to go to the movies, originally he didn't want to agree, because he was about to graduate to prepare for graduation design and graduation internship, and he was so busy that people were dizzy, and the professor kept holding him and asking him to produce works as soon as possible, the professor was very optimistic about his design, and wanted to leave him to go to his own studio after graduation to cultivate and develop. However, he thought that since Ye Shuang wanted to see it so much, it would be better to take time to accompany her.

Ye Shuang came to the corridor of the dormitory after dressing up, looked downstairs from above, and couldn't help but smile sweetly when she saw the figure under the tree. She ran downstairs briskly, deliberately quietly walked behind He Moxi, poked He Moxi's left shoulder with her hand, and then quickly flashed to his right, but she didn't expect He Moxi to be tricked, and turned her head to the right to look at Ye Shuang, who had clear eyes.

The corner of He Moxi's right mouth was raised, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Shuang's forehead, "You!" Can you stop being so naïve. This little trick has been played so many times and you still don't get tired of it? ”