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Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen

Jing Shen washed his face, and I was still eating, he said: "From now on, it's better not to go out at night, you are not safe as a girl." I said vaguely: "Okay." Depth of Field sat down opposite me, and I realized that his face was a little pale, and suddenly remembered that he paused on the stairs, as if he was enduring some pain or dizziness, and I said: "Are you okay? Don't you Scared me." He shook his head and said, "It's okay, maybe it's heat stroke, today I ran outside with a lawyer for a righteous thing." The food in my mouth sprayed out in a disfigured way, and I said, "Are you going to sue him? He's already ruined."

He said: "I don't want to beat the dog in the water, but I have to. After all, he is the grandson of my grandfather. In the past two years, he has deceived too many people. He must be taught a lesson." I nodded and said, "That's right." I still remember the aunts at the meeting, and those blind believers, and even I was one of them. Many people sold their money, many people went bankrupt, and many people came to the capital from thousands of miles just to seek a superstition. Looking at Jin Liangyi's grandiose asking price at the venue, I can imagine how much money he has earned.

I swallowed the last piece of peach meat in my mouth, and I said happily: "I met an entrepreneur today, and he wants to publish a painting album for me, and make me famous. There will be a show someday, and I will give you a book." Jing Shen smiled silently, and only opened the fifth yellow peach jar and handed it to me, "Eat slowly, don't choke, no one will grab you." I took it unceremoniously, and as for being reserved... Forget it, anyway, his subtext is "Charlotte, you unscrupulous starving ghost reincarnated." The depth of field quietly watched me eat, a face with clear eyebrows and sharp edges and corners, in the dim candlelight, close at hand, but also as far away as a century, he just looked at me so fixedly, his eyes blurred , so unpredictable, there are faint flickers, if it is pain, it is also beautiful as a picture.

For the first time, I hoped that the electricity would continue to stop, so that I could watch him for a while longer in the candlelight. Looking at him for a while, my heart throbbed inexplicably, especially when I saw his gentle and compassionate eyes. I don't know why, I just heard him say: "Lolo, because you are very much like an old friend of mine." "Oh? Sora Aoi of yours?" I immediately asked subconsciously, and only after I asked did I see his tight lips, that pale arc that was approaching a straight line, like the dayline that was unwilling to fade from the evening sky, which made me There was a pain in my heart for no reason, I knew I said the wrong thing, but I was still chewing his food, well, maybe I was a beast.

I was hesitant about how to apologize to him, but he had already said, "She is my lover." I said, "Oh." The so-called lover, there are three possibilities, one is the person who loves, one is the person who has loved, and the other is the person who cannot love, but no matter which one, it has nothing to do with me, I just "like her" that's all, according to the romance novel The bridge, he said so, it is likely that the girl is no longer there. I felt regretful and vaguely unwilling, because I knew that the living could never replace the dead. "It's a pity I can't love her anymore," he said.

I comforted him: "It's a pity that you are beautiful and beautiful. Don't worry, you will be happy in your next life, but your conditions in this life are good enough, and you don't have to worry about not finding a wife." "I've only ever loved her," he said. My heart sank. When he said that, his Sora Aoi really died. According to Xiaoyan's routine, he is the most affectionate and the most unforgettable. The woman he loves can only be used as a substitute by him, the Virgin Mary for life. I don't think I'm a virgin. I said, "If she knows, she will be happy."

"Maybe, maybe it's better not to know." Jing Shen said.I didn't understand what he meant by the last sentence, I only saw the long hair hanging down on his forehead, covering his eyebrows and eyes in the mist. We sat in silence for a long time that day, until the lights came on and I was urged to go back to finish the manuscript by a phone call from my boss. I told Lao Ren about the art collection, and Lao Ren was very happy. He said that the magazine had never been able to do it because of insufficient funds. Now that someone is willing to invest, this is a good thing. It’s like winning five million. He also said: "Lolo, you have to seize the opportunity, when you become popular, we can follow suit."

I heard the laughter of a group of old men on the other end of the phone. They were still working overtime around the card table in the middle of the night. I was very moved when I heard it. Eating, sleeping, drafting, going to the next door for snacks, these days are repeated day by day. A week later, Chen Shujun went back to the south. It is said that there is an urgent matter at home. He just told me to rest assured and catch up with more new drafts for future use. I gave him the plan, and I agreed.
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