"In this light, it is what I see, but not in actual form, but ideology, ideology cannot simulate others, you can see for yourself!" Zheng Lei stretched out his hand and handed the light to Shui Rou.

Shui Rou hesitated suddenly, looked at the light cluster in Zheng Lei's hand and said, "What is this?"

"It's just that my memory is passed on to you through a special method, if you don't dare to look at it, you have a ghost in your heart!" Zheng Lei said slowly.

Shui Rou was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Tell me what you saw, what is it that makes you distrust me?" ”

"See for yourself!"

Shui Rou looked down at the light cluster in Zheng Lei's hand, and continued: "Why didn't you tell me personally? Because you're not sure, right? There are too many people in this world who can imitate others, imitating one me, countless people can see it." ”

"Then can your consciousness be imitated?" Zheng Lei said coldly.

All of a sudden, Shui Rou was speechless.

"You're also a cultivator, aren't you!" Zheng Lei suddenly asked loudly.

Shui Rou was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "No, no, I'm not a cultivator!"

"Okay, prove it to me, put your forehead on this light group!" Zheng Leiping held the light group.

Shui Rou was stunned for a few seconds, closed her eyes in pain, the tears in her eyes flowed out more quickly, and then gently pressed her forehead on the light ball on Zheng Lei's fingertips.

Zheng Lei watched Shui Rou approach the light group little by little, and his heart was also mixed, he hoped that this result could prove that Shui Rou was not a cultivator, and hoped that that consciousness was really imitated by people.

The tightly locked forehead, with infinite grievances, pressed on the light group, and suddenly Zheng Lei felt a backlash coming from the light group, to be exact, from Shui Rou's body.

"Humph!"

Zheng Lei's cold snort and Shui Rou's shock came out at the same time, the role of this light group is to spy on other people's consciousness, while snooping, you can pass on some information to others, and you can also receive some information, consciousness is human instinct, relying on cultivation, it is difficult to block the instinct, and it is the most primitive instinct, just like a person's hand will be violently retracted when it is suddenly injured.

"See? Do you still need to show shock in front of me? Do you regret that you didn't do things rigorously enough? Or can I still keep these memories in that state?" Zheng Lei sneered.

"How is it possible? It's not me, it's really not me......" Shui Rou still didn't admit it, but her tone became weaker and weaker.

"So far, you still dare to say that you are not a cultivator? That kind of backlash is not something that an ordinary person can emit!" Zheng Lei roared.

"Ah Lei, you have to believe me......" Shui Rou said weakly.

"Believe you? Why do you want me to believe you? You dare to say that the person whose consciousness was formed is not you? You dare to say that you are not a cultivator?" Zheng Lei's eyes widened with anger, and the result he didn't want to see finally appeared in front of him.

Shui Rou sat on the ground with blank eyes.

"Ah Lei, it's really not what you think, no......" Shui Rou said blankly, as if she had lost her soul.

"Not what I imagined? What would it be? Do you want to say that you are gifted and have a consciousness body comparable to that of a cultivator? Or is it that your consciousness invaded my body not to get my body?" Zheng Lei was very angry in his heart, shook his hands a few times, and then let go.

If Shui Rou was a man, he would have swung his sword and slashed it, but he Zheng Lei is a person who has never beaten women, since he was a child, his father told him that no matter what happens, don't beat women, that's not what the grandfather does.

It's Daddy's words, Zheng Lei has always kept it in mind, even if Shui Rou betrayed him, he didn't want to reach out and hit her, but Liu Mei was excepted, that woman was not a woman to Zheng Lei, like a snake and scorpion.

"What can I do to trust me?" asked Shui Rou, looking blankly at the ground.

Zheng Lei took a deep breath, turned around and walked to the window, looked at Nanshan City in the night, for a long time, and said softly: "You go, don't let me see you again, you are the daughter of the Shui Group, I can't afford to climb high, I have already said, we are not people on the same road, I hope that from now on, we will go our own way, no one will interfere with anyone, my body belongs to me, not a tool you use to achieve a certain goal, you better not keep worrying, otherwise I will not show mercy!"

Shui Rou silently wiped her tears, stood up with her hands on the ground, walked to Zheng Lei's side gently, slowly hugged Zheng Lei from behind, and leaned her face on his back. Zheng Lei struggled for a while, but he was still soft-hearted, and did not forcibly pull Shui Rou's hand away.

"Ah Lei, I'm sorry, I'm indeed a cultivator......" Shui Rou said this, her words were choked, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't help but didn't say it, and finally said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, goodbye!" After that, he let go of Zheng Lei, wiped away his tears, and silently opened the door and left.

The door of the office, along with Zheng Lei's heart was closed together, he had to admit that when Shui Rou opened the door and left, his heart was painful, he didn't know when he actually had feelings for Shui Rou, and he didn't know if this relationship was the love of men and women, but when it was time to say goodbye, he found that he was deeply heartbroken for her departure.

After a long time, Zheng Lei turned around, sat on the chair slowly, looked up at the ceiling, the entire ceiling, was a photo of him, I don't know when Shui Rou secretly took it, smiling so brightly, so happy, so unscrupulous.

"Am I wrong? Is it really not her?" Zheng Lei muttered to himself, and then a voice in his heart said coldly, "It's definitely her! Otherwise, why doesn't she tell you that she's a cultivator?"

The black and white villains are constantly fighting, using Zheng Lei's brain as a battlefield, making his emotions more and more chaotic with the battle.

After a long time, Zheng Lei roared and slammed his fist on the table, only to shake the things on the table for a while, fortunately he didn't use a trace of spiritual power, otherwise, there would be a flying sawdust in front of him.

The office door was knocked gently, Zheng Lei hurriedly adjusted his mood and said, "Come in." ”

A girl walked in, average-looking, but not ugly, but her eyes were full of shrewdness.

"Mr. Zheng, what's wrong with you?" the girl asked, standing in the doorway.

"Oh, I'm fine, you go and do something, I'll call you if there's something!" Zheng Lei said.

"Hmm" the girl withdrew, closing the door gently.

"Wait!" Zheng Lei shouted the moment the girl closed the door.