On the night of the murder in the dark moon and high wind, He Weiwei sneaked out of the house, came to the corner of the backyard, and successfully climbed out of the wall with the help of a ladder, I have to sigh, Cheng Zhi is so easy to believe in people, such a big family, there are no more than ten people, either a weak woman or an old man, or a few thin little brothers, for so many years, it is really simple to be stolen, a woman like Shen Dong ran out so easily, and she didn't know how to make up for it, it was really innocent!

He Weiwei sighed as she walked, she deliberately chose a time in the early hours of the morning, and after an hour, Linglong, who got up early, would find that she was gone, it didn't matter, He Weiwei was thinking about the route that she had already inquired about, and she hurried slowly, and it was a big deal to be caught back by the people they found up.

In fact, she didn't know what would happen when she went to the temple this time, maybe she wouldn't get there at all, maybe she would only be cheated out of her money if she went, but before that, she had lost patience with life here.

Without modern high technology, she is just a closed, boring, passive person, Linglong can embroider for a day, she can only be bored to lie on the table and listen to a day's stories.

Unexpectedly, she came to the temple in the west of the city, He Weiwei stood on a small dirt slope sweating profusely, crying with a sad face, the old man said that this broken temple was so magical, she thought it was so magnificent, but she didn't expect it to be a broken temple!

He Weiwei entered the temple, but found that although the temple was broken outside, there was no cave inside.

There was a little monk kneeling in front of the Buddha, looking at his appearance, but he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. When He Weiwei came in, she didn't raise her eyes, and He Weiwei thought to herself: "What a calm monk." Walking in, but it was not right, it turned out that the little monk was dozing off, He Weiwei smiled, did not disturb, passed through the side door, came to the backyard, the backyard was empty, the yard was scattered around the flowers and plants, there was a towering tree in the center of the courtyard, He Weiwei walked to the side of the tree, an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Miss He, you're finally here. ”

A man's voice suddenly sounded behind her, He Weiwei was startled, turned around and looked back, it was a middle-aged monk, this monk was kind and kind, his hands were folded, and he gave a shallow salute to He Weiwei, saying: "Miss He has been tired all the way, it is better to rest first." ”

He Weiwei looked at this monk in surprise, suppressed her heart that suddenly beat very strongly, and said, "I walked by myself and didn't make a car." ”

"What?" the monk was obviously puzzled: "I don't know ...... Gongzi Cheng"

"I didn't come with him. ”

After listening to He Weiwei's words, the monk thought for a while and said, "That's it, since that's the case, the girl might as well leave here as soon as possible." ”

The tone turned out to be very melancholy.

He Weiwei didn't do it, and the monk obviously didn't say anything.

"Where are I going back? Where is my home in this world?"

The monk shook his head: "Miss He, you can't find the answer here in Lao Gao, it's better to stay overnight tonight and leave tomorrow morning." ”

He Weiwei said: "Does Cheng Zhi know that I am not Shen Dong?"

"The girl listened to the old man's advice, out of the temple gate, don't come back, although this world is not as wonderful as the girl's world, but it is also big, there is a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, a good scenery outside the plug, and you can settle down anywhere. ”

You can make a home anywhere.

He Weiwei lay on the bed prepared for her by the little monk, through the window, she saw the moon shining brightly outside, since she came here, the moon in this world did not seem to be missing horns, she remembered what the old monk said, and felt a kind of sadness in her heart.

Who would believe for no reason that the women who suddenly appear are their pillow people, simply because they have the same faces?

It is not so much that he took the initiative to escape, it is better to say that Cheng Zhi let her out.

The woman singing on the teahouse stage was enchanting, and the eyebrows and eyes were infinite between gesture changes, and the beauty who took off her costume sat opposite her with a smile and gave her a painting.

The beauty in the painting has exactly the same face as her, but it is much more beautiful than her, the beauty bows her head and smiles, and her dress is flying, although it is only a painting, it is enough to make people reverie what the real person is like.

The beauty on the opposite side calls herself Tao Tao, and even her name is charming.

Peach Beauty introduced herself: "I was originally a laughing woman, but thanks to Cheng Gongzi, I was introduced by him as a confidant." ”

He Weiwei laughed at the time, what kind of confidant? Probably a lover can't do it but be a friend.

However, then she couldn't laugh anymore.

The peach people's beautiful words are not good: "Why don't you leave? Do you naively think that Cheng Zhi really thinks that you are Shen Dong? This is ridiculous, where are you compared to the woman in this painting? You are just an inferior impostor!"

The owner of the teahouse observed his words and looks, and saw He Weiwei's depressed person sitting in his position, waving his hand, so that Xiao Er, who was about to go over to add tea, should not be disturbed.

He Weiwei sighed at the moon outside.

The fragrance of trees, flowers and plants, accompanied by the breeze blowing in, He Weiwei gradually sank into sleep.

Tao Tao looked at the moon outside the window, and couldn't help laughing, what she didn't tell He Weiwei was how much she envied her as an impostor, the moment Cheng Zhi saved herself from the street fighter, she fell hopelessly in love with him, he had a lot of secrets, but what did it matter? Anyway, except for a disappeared wife, she had never seen a second woman in Cheng Mansion, except for her, she was so smart and beautiful, she was the one who deserved Cheng Zhi.

And He Weiwei just has a face! Tao Tao's face was full of contempt.

He Weiwei had a dream, in the dream she clearly remembered that she was dreaming, she saw herself standing under the big tree in the middle of the temple, her heart was dazed, she didn't know what to do, since she knew that she was dreaming, she should wake up, but in her heart she felt that there was still something to be done.

She stood under the big tree and thought for a while, but she still didn't figure out what she was going to do, so she could only continue to stand, the big tree swaying its branches and leaves in the wind, and the shadows of the trees were swaying, as if dancing.

He Weiwei looked at it for a while, her eyes widened in surprise, where it was like dancing, there was clearly a woman dancing in front of her, dancing in a staggering manner, and there was an indescribable good-looking. He Weiwei didn't know when this dancing woman came here, she looked at this woman in a daze, and always felt that she was graceful and very familiar.

After the woman danced, she stood in front of her without panting, and He Weiwei stared at the face in front of her that was exactly the same as herself, and did not speak.

The woman smiled slightly: "Weiwei." ”

He Weiwei heard her call her name, but she didn't dare to answer, for fear that she was a ghost, and once she did, she would take her life away.

The woman's eyes looked at her affectionately, looking at her, with a little hatred, and finally reached out and pinched it.