Wen Zhi came to Licheng for the past two nights, although he lived with Shang Hexing, but he was not unrestrained enough to dare to sleep in the same bed with him.

The intimacy of the past was always the same as it was for her.

Although she is now familiar with and dependent on Shang Hexing, she really can't sleep in the same bed as she did with him as she used to.

So the room where the two lived was specially placed with two beds.

It's only half past eight in the evening, it's still early before dark, Wen Zhi has been outside enough during the day, and he doesn't want to go out at this point, Shang Hexing said: "Then don't go out, just sit quietly for a while, I'll chat with you." ”

Wen Ori thought he was saying this casually.

I didn't know that he was serious, so he really sat in the room with her for a long time and chatted for a long time.

But it's not a serious topic.

It's just a lighter and more enjoyable past.

The two chatted like this until half past nine, and someone brought a freshly grilled mutton skewer, sprinkled with cumin, to Wen Zhixiang confused, but she was too full to eat at night and was not very greedy, so she only ate one bunch, and the rest of Shang Hexing didn't want to eat it, so she let people take it.

After the topic came back, Shang Hexing looked at Wen Weaving, who was wiping her mouth, and asked her, "Do you want to go back to Haishi?" ”

Wen Ori put down the tissue: "I want to go back." ”

Shang Hexing was not angry, and respected her decision, and only said, "When I'm done here, I'll go back with you." ”

Wen Zhi suddenly looked at him: "But Nian Xun said that I can only stay for three days, which is the deadline I promised him before I left Haishi." ”

That is, tomorrow night, she has to leave Licheng and return to Haishi.

Shang Hexing was silent for a moment, and then said, "Okay." ”

Wen Zhi asked, "Are you not at ease?" ”

"You go to another man, how do you reassure me?" Shang Hexing's tail note rose, and he looked at her with slightly closed eyes.

Wen Zhi wanted to say that when she went back for treatment, she would be able to remember the past of the two.

But I'm afraid that I won't be able to think about it completely, and I will let him down.

Forget it, let's not talk about it yet, and come to surprise him when the time comes.

At this time, it was nearly ten o'clock, and when the sky darkened, Wen Wei raised his hand and yawned, his face visibly sleepy.

Shang Hexing said, "You go to sleep first." ”

"Okay, you go to bed early, too." Onori got up and walked through the front room.

The curtain is lifted to reveal a larger bedroom at the back.

There were two beds in it, and they were far apart.

Wen Zhi had just been lying down for a while when he heard a phone call from Shang Hexing outside.

A few minutes later, Shang Hexing picked up his coat and put it on, opened the curtain and said to Wen Zhi: "I'll go to grandma's side, you go to bed early, don't turn on the lights and wait for me to come back." ”

Wen Weaving promised: "Got it." ”

Then Shang Hexing left the house.

As soon as he left, the large room became quieter. Wen Zhi was originally sleepy, but now that Shang He is walking, she can't sleep, maybe without him in the house, her heart is still unsteady.

She rolled over and got out of bed to look for her mobile phone, because she didn't know when Shang Hexing would come back, and she could only pass the time by playing with her mobile phone.

But she had forgotten when she had played with her mobile phone during the day, so she couldn't find her mobile phone after looking for a long time.

She walked back and forth in the house, and finally found Shang Hexing's bed.

As soon as he lifted the pillow, Wen Zhi was stunned: "...... How did my string of beads end up here? ”

She immediately looked at her wrist.

However, the Buddha beads on her wrist were not lost, but fortunately they were on her wrist.

But why is there a string of Buddha beads under Shang Hexing's pillow that is exactly the same as the one on her wrist?

To make sure she hadn't looked at the wrong eye, Onori threw away the pillow and picked up the beads.

After some careful identification, Wen Ori's expression became extremely complicated.

Almost identical!

If the beads in her hand were lost, then she would definitely recognize the beads as if she had lost them, but the beads in her hand were still ......

"How can there be a string of beads under his pillow that looks exactly like my hand?" Wen Ori muttered to herself, muttering in confusion, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of something she had overlooked.

It is a peace blessing under the pillow that was originally put together with the Buddha beads.

Just now, her attention was on the string of Buddhist beads, and after picking up the Buddhist beads, she naturally ignored the peace and blessing next to the Buddhist beads.

She picked up Ping'an Fu and gently rubbed the edge of her fingertips: "It's so exquisite." ”

When I looked at the patterns on the outer layer of fabric, it was embroidered by hand, and it was embroidered very carefully.

Ping'an Fu and Buddha beads are placed under Shang Hexing's pillow, and they must be his belongings.

Driven by the same curiosity as the two strings of Buddhist beads, Wen Ori took the Buddhist beads and peace blessings back to his bed.

Now that Shang Hexing hasn't come back yet, Wen Weaving has nowhere to solve his doubts, and he can only wait for him to come back before asking him.

She turned on the bedside lamp and held up the two strings of Buddhist beads to look at the light.

It's a pity that I still can't see why.

But she's a patient person.

If you look at it, you can always see the difference.

Before I knew it, it had stayed up until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and Wen Ori's eyes were red, and he could see that the texture on the two strings of beads was not the same. At this time, the sleepiness came again, her eyelids kept fighting, she couldn't hold on, so she had to sleep first.

She slept so fast that she forgot that the two strings of Buddhist beads were worn on her wrist and not taken off, and her arm was still pressing the corner of peace and happiness.

The night was long.

Wen Ori didn't sleep very deeply, and fell into a dream in a daze.

She opened her eyes, and in front of her stood a very beautiful woman.

The woman was dressed in a crescent white cheongsam, her hair was pulled up high, and her facial features on her small face were very three-dimensional, especially the eyebrows and eyes, the eye sockets were deeper, and the bridge of the nose was high and erect like a mixed-race child.

These eyebrows and eyes made Wen Weaving feel extremely familiar, like ......

"Xiangying."

A shout came from behind Wen Weaving, who turned around and saw a man.

The man was tall and very handsome, and with a smile on his face, he walked straight towards Wen Ori.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? You ——! Wen Zhi stepped back again and again, and kept waving his hand to signal the man to stop quickly.

However, something unexpected happened to Wen Ori!

The man who came towards her actually went straight through her body!

Wen Wei screamed in fright, and when she came back to her senses, the man had already passed through her body and led the beautiful woman away.

Wen Zhi looked at the two figures in a daze: "What's going on?" Who are they? Did I die suddenly? ”

It is said that only the soul of a person after death can be passed through the body by any object.

The man just now passed through her body.

Moreover, they couldn't seem to see her.

"No, ......" is certainly a dream.

Wen Zhi was full of curiosity, and quickly followed, only to find out that she was at someone else's house just now. And the plaque above the head reads Shang Zhai.

It turned out to be ...... Business.

"Here, watch out." Outside the car door under the steps, the man intimately puts his hand on the roof of the car to prevent the woman from touching her head.

The woman holds the man's arm and bends over to get into the car.

Then the man got into the car.

Seeing that the car door was about to close, Wen Weaving's body was faster than his brain, and he quickly rushed over: "Wait......"

The moment the car door closed, Wen Ori also sat into the car smoothly.

"Whew, it's dangerous~" I almost didn't get up.

The back seat was spacious, but the two sat on either side, and Onori's body overlapped the man's body.

She was uncomfortable, but she couldn't really exist, because no matter how she moved or what she made, it seemed to be just a wisp of soul, and no one could see her.

"Xiangying, didn't you and Miss Chong get together two days ago, why is she looking for you again?" The man asked.

Han Xiangying put on lace gloves that matched this cheongsam, and said in a clear and tactful voice: "Wanying is out of love, I'll go to comfort her." ”

"Didn't Miss Chong say she was single?" The man answered.

Han Xiangying suddenly turned her head to look at the man: "Ji Zhou, who did you hear Wanying say is single?" ”

Shang Ji was stunned suddenly: "It's not ......"

Han Xiangying raised her eyebrows, her slightly deeper eyes staring at doubt: "What's not it?" ”

Shang Jizhou's handsome face was a little gaffe: "It's nothing." ”

Han Xiangying lowered her eyes, carefully sorted out the lace on her gloves, and whispered: "Ji Zhou, if you don't see Wanying later, you can say two comforting words for me, this kind of thing like falling out of love is not a trivial matter." ”

"I say?" Shang Jizhou said with a smile: "Xiangying, don't make fun of me, I'm a person who never comforts others, except for my wife." ”

Han Xiangying bent the corners of her lips, and didn't think much about it.

Wen Zhi listened to the pain in his brain, it was a real headache.

She didn't know what was going on.

"Sir, ma'am, here we are."

The driver's voice came from ahead.

As the automatic door opened, Han Xiangying got out of the car first, and then Shang Jizhou followed.

Onori endured a headache and got out of the car together.

When she raised her head and looked at the Hui style building in front of her, when she came back to her senses, Han Xiangying had already taken Shang Jizhou's hand and walked in parallel.

Wen Zhi didn't want to follow anymore, but her body seemed to be disobedient, and immediately chased after her.

A waiter came to greet her, and Han Xiangying asked, "What about Wanying?" ”

The waiter said, "Miss Chong is in the gazebo by the lotus pond." ”

Han Xiangying asked, "Is there anyone else coming?" ”

"The three young ones are also there." The waiter replied.

Shang Jizhou, who was following Han Xiangying, asked, "My third brother is also there?" ”

The waiter nodded.

"Lead the way." Han Xiangying opened his mouth lightly.

The waiter stretched his hand: "Come with me here." ”

Tucked away in the most inconspicuous suburbs of the White Market, the villa is built around the mountains. From the outside to the inside, there are many rich people like the Hui style of blue bricks and white tiles, and the people who come here enjoy the style.

As long as they meet on weekdays, Chong Wanying and Han Xiangying often come here, and today is no different.

Wen Ori followed, keeping an eye on her surroundings until she heard someone suddenly shout—

"Miss Chong, don't think about it."

Hearing this voice, Wen Zhi came back to his senses, and at this time, Han Xiangying had already hurried towards the pavilion.

"Wanying!"

"Wanying!"

Han Xiangying's face was full of worry, for fear that it would be too late to stop Chong Wanying from doing something stupid.

Shang Jizhou walked behind unhurriedly.

Wen Ori also followed, and there was a man in front of him, and Wen Ori passed directly through the man's body.

It's a pity that she couldn't see what Chong Wanying, who was looking for a short time, looked like, because she was now crying in Han Xiangying's arms.

"Xiangying, why did I pay so much, but I still can't get his sincerity?"

"I love him more than anyone else, and there is no woman in this world who loves him more than I do."

"Xiangying, do you think I'm not good enough? Or am I not pretty enough? ”

"I don't understand, I really don't understand......"

Han Xiangying gently patted the back shoulder blade of Chong Wanying: "You are very good, you are also beautiful, it is he who can't see your goodness, so he missed the best you, this is his loss." ”