Qingwu woke up in reality in the morning, she felt that her whole body was weak, her back hurt, and she was exhausted.

Last night's dream made her feel very shy and unspeakable, but more importantly, it was as real as the exhaustion of this body.

What made Qingwu even more puzzled was that in addition to the soreness and exhaustion of her body now, the car accident injuries she suffered all over her body yesterday seemed to be serious, but they didn't hurt or bleed, Qingwu couldn't figure out what was going on, so she washed up and went to work.

The director looked at this injured Qingwu, frightened again and again, like a living bodhisattva for her all day long, the director is so easy-going and funny.

Under the strong inquiry of the director, Qingwu had no choice but to briefly explain the original situation.

After hearing this, the director was so angry that he scolded, and it took a long time to calm down his anger.

At six o'clock in the evening, Qingwu was about to get off work, when he suddenly received a phone call, saying that Hongli was dead, and when he was letting out the wind, he found a wire and strangled himself on the guardrail.

Qingwu was so frightened that she sat down on the swivel chair, her tears couldn't be contained in an instant, and she blamed herself very much in her heart.

She never wanted to kill Hongli, she just felt hopeless and afraid of Hongli's selfishness, greed, shamelessness, arrogance and arrogance.

She just wants to teach Hongli a lesson, and hopes that Hongli will reform in it and be a new person after he comes out.

She never expected that this would force Hongli to death, so Hongli chose this way to end his life.

Qingwu sat in the swivel chair in the office and was sad for a long time, and finally he dialed the number that went first, confirming that Hongli's body would be cremated tomorrow morning.

She decides to see Hongli off tomorrow for the last time to put an end to this unfair friendship.

Thinking like this, she immediately called the director and asked for leave tomorrow morning, and the director directly gave her a day to rest at home and recuperate.

In the evening, Qingwu came home and lay on the bed to recall the bits and pieces of the past few years when she and Hongli had known each other.

They went to the mall together to cheekily try on luxury goods but didn't buy them, were rolled by the tellers, were men's clothes together, bought men's clothes and wore swaggering through the market, and stared at those good-looking little brothers and sisters on the street together to discuss how to ask for people's contact information.

She recalled that over the years, the two of them rushed to the cafeteria and lined up with students to grab food, went to take various certificates and certificates together, and lay on a quilt all night to talk about some sensitive and taboo topics, and complained to each other together.

She didn't understand how they became like this, why they couldn't be good friends for life like she and Wenwen.

There is no calculation, no exploitation, no jealousy and resentment, only love and friendship for each other.

She didn't understand why Hongli was so ruthless and left so resolutely, Qingwu covered herself in the quilt and cried.

Bo Bo lay on the pillow, stretched out his paws into the quilt, gently squeezed Qingwu's head, he wanted to comfort her, wanted to give him a shoulder, wanted to give her a hug.

He looked down at his cat's paws, and after thinking about it, he simply got into the bed, and the soft hair tickled Qingwu's face, so she took Bo Bo into her arms, and unconsciously she entered the illusion.

Qingwu woke up on the morning of her newlywed in the illusion, and she lay neck to neck with Cangyuan.

Qingwu gently turned her head away and wiped away the tears on her face, from God's point of view, she understood that she was dreaming at the moment, and she also knew that these tears were regretting the disappearance of Hongli in real life.

In the end, she thought about it and decided to go to Jiang's house to pay tribute to Miss Jiang.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

Qing Wu tiptoed to get up, but her hair was too long, and some of them were pillowed under her head.

Qingwu cautiously wanted to pull out his hair, but he was afraid of waking up the sleeping A-Yuan, so he didn't pull it.

Qingwu simply turned his head and stared at the beautiful man beside him, beautiful like an elf, beautiful like a god descending from heaven, Qingwu looked at it.

"Is it good to look good for your husband? Can it be returned to the eyes of the lady? Cangyuan's thin lips pursed lightly, obviously closing his eyes, but he suddenly spoke.

"Good-looking, the best-looking person in the world." Qing Wu couldn't help but reply.

"Huh? You, when did you wake up? Qingwu panicked.

Suddenly reacted, Cangyuan woke up, didn't he already find that she was staring at him very nymphomaniac, and died of embarrassment.

"From the moment the lady stared at her husband with all her attention, she woke up." Cangyuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the beauty in front of him.

"You, you're too much, you actually pretended to be asleep and lied to me!" Qingwu turned his head away, and the moment he died.

"Why did your husband lie to you?" Cangyuan suddenly stepped forward and looked down at Qingwu, the tips of their noses facing the tips of their noses.

"Just now, just now." Qingwu suddenly remembered something, and instantly blushed to her neck.

"Why did the lady blush suddenly? What came to mind? Cangyuan looked at Qing Wuhong's pink face, and suddenly wanted to tease her.

"Hate, get out of the way." Qingwu was shy, she reached out to push the abyss away.

Cangyuan grabbed her hands and wrists, lifted them above Qingwu's head, pressed them on the pillow, and lowered his head and whispered in Qingwu's ear: "For the husband, how is the lady treated?" ”

"No, not how!" Qingwu said shyly.

Cangyuan smiled evilly, lowered his head and kissed it.

Qingwu shrunk his neck, and Cangyuan's lips were just a little water: "You get up, I, I have to get up to bathe and change clothes." ”

"No! Not allowed for husbands. Saying that, Cangyuan clasped Qingwu's jaw with his other hand and kissed it directly.

After lunch, Cangyuan accompanied Qingwu to the Jiang family to pay tribute to Jiang Hongli, and Qingwu couldn't help crying again in front of the coffin.

Cangyuan patted Qingwu's back and calmed Qingwu for a long time before he stopped his emotions.

Cangyuan was very insensitive throughout the whole process, and when he inadvertently looked up behind Qing Wu, he suddenly showed murderous aura, and with a wave of his wide sleeves, Qing Wu woke up from the illusion for the first time in the middle of the night.

Before Qingwu could react, Bo Bo suddenly rushed out, and there was a loud noise in the living room.

Qingwu was so frightened that she lost her soul, but she didn't think much about it, she just thought it was Bo Bo making trouble.

When Bo Bo returned to Qingwu's side again, she fell asleep in a daze.

After getting up in the morning, Qingwu cleaned up, she took a taxi to the crematorium, and she had to go to see Hongli off for the last time.

When they arrived at the crematorium, Hongli's parents also arrived, and they already knew that Hongli was sentenced because of Qingwu.

Hongli's mother couldn't help but run over and slap Qingwu, and five red finger prints were deeply imprinted on Qingwu's face.

Qingwu was not angry, angry, or remorseful or apologized, she only regretted the loss of Hongli's youth in her heart, and after everything was over, Qingwu returned home depressed.

Since then, Hongli's disappearance and Fusang's quiet breakup, Qingwu's heart seems to have been seriously stimulated.

She goes to work every day in a daze, and gets off work in a trance in the evening.

Immersed in the world of the two after marriage with Cangyuan in the fantasy world at night, he didn't hear about the world.

She is madly obsessed with male elves in the fantasy world, and is unwilling to face and accept reality.