There were a few light white marks on the carpet under the bookshelves, and as the bookshelves shook, several books fell down one after another, slowly stacking into a hill.

The book in Wen Zhi's hand was no longer stable, but Shang Hexing insisted that she hold it steadily, and reminded her again and again: "Remember the story told in this book." ”

He said that he wanted to take the test, and he wanted to take the test.

Wen Zhi was going crazy, ashamed and afraid, he clutched the book in his hand to the ground, and his wet apricot eyes glared at him slightly: "...... I, I, I can't read the words in the book. ”

He bit her earlobe: "The words on the book are shaking? ”

"Shang, Crane, Xing!" Wen Weaving was ashamed and smashed him with a book.

He easily took the book, then slipped it back into her hand: "Hold it safe, keep reading." ”

The font on the book is far inferior to the ink screen, and you can naturally see it clearly when you calm down, and you can see ten lines at a glance. But in this situation, it was shaky, Wen Zhi couldn't see a word clearly, and he was 'coerced' by Shang Hexing.

Time gets long.

Until the daylight from the lattice window turned to moonlight, and a long silver-white line stretched out from the carpet and extended to the bookshelf.

As the clouds obscured the moon, the moonlight that poured in reversed direction and extended to the white wall behind the desk.

If you look closely, there are two shadows reflected on the white wall.

The slender waist leaned back, and the thick curls swayed into an afterimage.

……

Following.

It was close to ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Weaving had not yet left the bedroom door, and the nanny Aunt Lin came up a few times to see that the door was closed and did not disturb.

Until Chen Jinhuai signaled to Aunt Lin: "Knock on the door, if necessary, go in and have a look, this is the key." ”

Aunt Lin was transferred only the day before yesterday, and she didn't know the situation here, so she was a little hesitant: "This ......" is not good.

Chen Jinhuai: "Mr. Shang explained." ”

When Aunt Lin heard that it was Mr. Shang's explanation, she didn't hesitate any longer, took the key from Chen Jinhuai's hand, turned around and went upstairs to knock on Wen Zhi's door.

"Miss Wen? Are you up? ”

Wen Weaving's voice came from the house: "It's up, I'm chasing dramas, don't worry about me, I'll come down for lunch." ”

There was a sound of a TV show playing in the room, louder than before the knock on the door.

Aunt Lin replied, then turned around and went downstairs.

Chen Jinhuai was pacing and waiting at the staircase, heard the sound of going downstairs, looked up and saw Aunt Lin alone, Chen Jinhuai guessed: "Miss Wen refuses to go downstairs?" ”

Aunt Lin smiled: "Miss Wen said that she was chasing dramas and came down after lunch." ”

Chen Jinhuai: "Chasing dramas? ”

Aunt Lin nodded, and then walked towards the kitchen, what she said in her mouth, Chen Jinhuai heard it clearly, roughly - "Miss Wen must be watching that "Feng Yin", my daughter also loves to watch it, and she is chasing updates every day." ”

Chen Jinhuai raised his hand and touched his chin, and said to himself: "Miss Wen is really chasing dramas in the room? ”

Whether it's true or not, since Miss Wen has spoken, it shouldn't be fine.

Chen Jinhuai immediately picked up his mobile phone and made a call to Mr. Shang.

After a few sounds, Chen Jinhuai immediately relayed what Aunt Lin had said just now to Mr. Shang, and then said, "Miss Wen did reply, but she just didn't go downstairs." ”

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.

"Tell Aunt Lin to go up every half an hour to ask, and besides," Shang Hexing's tone paused slightly: "I'll come back at noon to eat." ”

"Okay, Mr. Shang."

Meanwhile.

On a white wall in Wen Ori's room, a costume drama is projected. She started showing it from the first episode, and she put it all in three episodes, and she still didn't watch a single episode, because her mind was not on the TV series at all.

Turning up the volume was just a façade, she didn't want to go out, and she didn't want anyone to come in and disturb her.

Now as soon as she closes her eyes, her mind is full of the dream from last night.

It's ridiculous.

It seems that as long as Shang Hexing appears in her dream, the two will definitely be messing around in her dream, and each time it is more and more excessive.

In reality, in Hong Kong City, in fact, the two of them only had one time, and he took care of her body and kept taking care of her body and mind.

But Shang Hexing in the dream is a completely different person, he is crazy, and it seems that he has accumulated thousands of family fortunes and wants to be cleaned up overnight.

When I woke up from my dream, Wen Weaving slowed down for a long time.

Then began to be depressed for a long time, but in Xiaolou, she lived in Shang Hexing's house, and she still thought about him in her dreams at night......

Damn.

She really had no shame to face him.

So I didn't go out of my room all morning, locked myself in my room and 'closed my door', and warned myself not to have this kind of dream again.

But—

Wen Zhi suddenly raised his wrist, staring at the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist suspiciously, and then frowned again because he couldn't understand: "I obviously didn't wear Buddha beads before going to bed last night......"

Why did the beads appear on her wrist when she woke up?

Could it be that she was mistaken?

Wen Ori had asked herself this question several times, but the more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and in the end she couldn't figure it out for sure.

But a little!

Wen Zhi found that as long as he wore this string of Buddhist beads and fell asleep, he would definitely dream of Shang Hexing at night!

If you don't wear it, you won't dream about it.

In the past few days in Hong Kong City, and in the past few days since she came back, she has never dreamed of Shang Hexing. But since Gu Rang packed her luggage and sent it over, she dreamed of him the first night she got the beads......

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she seemed to have overlooked something very important.

She immediately went to fetch another string of Buddhist beads and put the two strings together to compare them carefully.

Grimace lines are scarce, especially the two strings in Wen Zhi's hand, which are extremely rare, and the lines must not be copied. She recognized the string she was wearing, and the other string of grimace lines was fine after careful inspection, in short, it was exactly the same as when she gave it to Chong Wanying.

"What went wrong?" The more Wen Ori thought about it, the more confused she became.

It's impossible, Shang Hexing also has a string of Buddha beads that is exactly the same as hers, right?

But it can be done, but it is absolutely impossible to fall asleep.

Her pair of Buddha beads is the most special, and it is not just a string of similar ones that can be dreamed, it must be worn by two people separately.

Eh, what the hell is going on......

The whole morning passed, Wen Zhi thought about this problem in the room, until Aunt Lin knocked on the door again: "Miss Wen, it's time for lunch." ”

Wen Zhi put away the two strings of Buddhist beads: "It's here." ”

I didn't eat breakfast, she was also hungry, and she didn't grind much, so she cleaned up and went straight downstairs.

The smell of the dishes was already wafting, and Wen Ori smelled even more hungry, and she walked quickly towards the table, but before she could approach the table, she suddenly stopped.

I saw Shang Hexing sitting at the dining table.

Did he just come back?

Or didn't you go out today?

When she hesitated, Shang Hexing looked over and looked faint: "I didn't eat breakfast, and I wasn't in a hurry for lunch, because I wasn't hungry?" ”

"Of course not." Coming back to her senses, Onori shook her head.

Then he walked over with trepidation, and sat down across from him.

Aunt Lin came out with a dish, saw Wen Zhi sitting down, and said to her with a smile: "Miss Wen, today's dishes are all made according to your taste." ”

(End of chapter)