Days gradually went smoothly and settled down.

Ling Zhen also picked up her career in the world, after all, she will have to struggle here for a lifetime.

It was also at this time that she discovered that in addition to preparing the details of the wedding, Wei Xi also started to set up the personal dance studio mentioned earlier. There was not much splash at the beginning, but after Ling Zhen returned to public view, many performance invitations flew over.

After changing her status, Wei Xi is still her immediate boss. Ling Zhen occasionally owes her to her, calling him “Mr. Wei” along with other employees of Qingxi, and the man will correct her slowly.

“What should it be called now?”

Ling Zhen’s eyes rolled round and round.

The baby knows.

But the baby does not say.

Single Fei is Ling Zhen’s own wishes, and the studio is also Wei Xi’s wish to her, and she certainly will not refuse. In fact, the timing is just right—Ling Zhen’s recognition in the circle and her own strength have reached that line, and at this time those uncertain factors have been resolved, and her mentality is stable and safe.

However, she was gearing up to fly to a higher place, and the sky of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe was not so clear.

Only half a year ago they lost the pure gold pillar in the regiment that had stood for many years, and it didn’t take long for another pillar to evaporate. When they disappeared and reappeared, they had become a free bird.

Although the head of the group had long expected this day, the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe darkened half of the sky. Of course, she was very, very painful.

But the team needs to be built. Ling Zhen came to the team on the last day, and the team leader organized a grand farewell party. The head of the group finally revealed her middle-aged Bai Fumei’s identity, and he stunned a hotel restaurant.

As soon as the food was served and the wine was poured, the little girls got higher and higher, and finally the whole room blushed and started crying.

Gu Xiaomeng: “Ouuuu, true sister, even if you are gone, I will still be your fan! Forever!”

Ling Zhen drank more reservedly. At the moment, she was just dizzy. She pressed Xiao Meng’s head with a “crack”: “I’m not dead yet!”

Just after pressing down here, Song Ling leaned in tears in two lines: “Sister Zhenzhen will always be in my heart!”

The dizzy little girls all around echoed: “Forever in my heart!”

Ling Zhen: “…”

Fine.

She was really lucky when she came to the world and met so many lovely people.

It was very late that night, they booked the show, and sang and danced in the restaurant unscrupulously. At the end of the meal, the entire restaurant seemed to have been swept by a tornado.

Gu Xiaomeng and Song Ling helped each other and asked Ling Zhen: “Sister Zhenzhen, come with us?”

Ling Zhen blushed, sitting on a chair covering her mouth, waving her hand: “No, I’ll wait for Wei Xi to pick me up.”

Two singles barking: “…”

Dog food will always be in my heart, woo woo woo.

After sending away the members, Ling Zhen blew the wind for a while at the door of the hotel, trying to sober up. But within two minutes of blowing, her little nose was blown red. Ling Zhen shivered and shook off the scarf, twirling it around her head.

She drank and was dizzy and awkward, and the big thick scarf went around her eyes. The little girl stretched out her hand strenuously and pulled the scarf down, revealing a pair of shiny black apricot eyes.

Then he saw the man standing in front of him.

The beautiful round eyes bend immediately, and the lower half of her face is still wrapped in a scarf, and her voice is vague: “Ah, President Wei!”

Wei Xi lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand to untie her scarf, and then re-wound it, revealing a whole delicate face.

“Drinking?” The man’s fingertips rubbed her red lips.

Ling Zhen nodded slowly and triumphantly said: “They can’t bear me, they are crying miserably!”

Wei Xi nodded without sympathy, and rolled the little girl into her arms: “It’s so pitiful.”

Ling Zhen was held by him and brought back to the car, his fingertips still froze with cold.

Spring is coming soon, but city A does not mean that spring is blooming. Ling Zhen blushed, leaned her head on the car seat, and rubbed her fingers.

Wei Xi turned on the heater, turned her side, and held her soft little hand: “Still cold?”

Ling Zhen nodded.

Wei Xi said: “Then run away.”

The man’s voice was low, and Ling Zhen felt that he was even more drunk: “Where are you going.”

Wei Xi kissed her fingertips that were beginning to warm up, and said softly, “Go to a warm place.”

Ling Zhen shook his dizzy little head and figured it out. He was talking about their wedding.

Escape from the cold of spring and go to a beautiful island with blue sea and blue sky far away from here.

Wei Xi is very serious, and the wedding posture is very strong, and she wants the little fairy to marry in the world.

Ling Zhen had a guilty conscience after shaking her hand at the shopkeeper. She opened a pair of watery eyes, scratched his palm, and asked in a low voice, “Do I need to do anything?”

Wei Xi squeezed her fingertips and chuckled softly: “It’s fine for anyone to come.”

–

Finalizing the details, sending out invitations, as well as souvenirs, guest machine wine… The small things are checked and completed one by one, which makes people feel at ease.

Of course, there is Ling Zhen’s favorite link-choosing a wedding dress.

The layered white wedding dresses are too romantic, and the fairy can’t resist its charm.

Wei Xi took her directly to a high-precision store, which can be tailor-made, or try the ready-made clothes in the store, and then modify it according to the newcomer’s size.

The news of “cherish” the couple to do the wedding has been spread. When the owner of Gaoding heard that the two were going to order their wedding clothes, apart from a sense of brand pride, he also felt that this was simply heaven. Decrease fortune.

——Live sign! Bring the cargo plane! The performance in the second half of the year has come down! !

Ling Zhen arrived at the shop and plunged into a wedding dress like a pile of cotton, happily picking it out. The elder sister in the shop praised her rainbow fart all the way, so that Ling Zhen walked around, and it took a long time to pick one of the details that satisfies her.

She held the wedding dress carefully, and when she turned around, she realized that Wei Xi had picked it up and put it on, but he put the white suit on her forearm, leaving only a pure white shirt and trousers on her body.

Wei Xi rarely wears white, but he can actually control it. The man has black hair, cold white skin, cold and beautiful eyebrows, standing there indifferently, making people unable to look away.

The young ladies in the shop are all blushing.

Ling Zhen came back from the door of the fitting room and hooked up his suit, “Why don’t you wear it?”

Wei Xi lowered her eyes: “Passed through.”

Ling Zhen gave a regretful “Oh”, his small eyes swept over the top button of his clothes, and he thought with a hum: I’ll take it away sooner or later!

Then she hugged her clothes and tried the wedding dress she had chosen, with a small bubble of expectation in her heart.

Ten minutes later, the sister in the store blushed and went to invite Wei Xi.

“Mr. Wei, you can come in and see.”

Wei Xi nodded and pushed open the door. There was only one person standing in the room.

The man turned his hand back and closed the door.

Ling Zhen slowly turned around, looking forward and shy, and smiled at him: “Does it look good?”

The wedding dress is very complicated and is a princess dress of the palace series. The upper body is slender and self-cultivating, with a soft undulation between the neckline of the tulle, and the waist seems to be a narrow line, which can be broken with a little effort, but it also has the natural flexibility of a dancer.

The lower body is a fluffy and full skirt with complicated embroidery. The center of each embroidered flower is supported by a bright diamond like a star. And the girl in this skirt seems to be held by countless stars, beautiful enough to breathe.

Wei Xi did not speak.

The skirt is beautiful.

However, it is far less than people.

Ling Zhen didn’t wait to answer, and was unhappy: “Does it look good?”

Wei Xi walked up to her and lowered her eyes: “What do you think.”

This is obviously a failing answer. Ling Zhen curled his lips and murdered him: “I want you to say it.”

Wei Xi curled her lips and said to her in the empty room: “It looks good.”

Ling Zhen hummed.

The man leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice, “I see… I want to help you take it off.”

Ling Zhen blushed.

While blushing, I thought, how do you snatch my lines duck!

–

The day steadily approached the wedding date.

But Ling Zhen gradually began to realize that something seemed to be missing.

Wei Xi looked very stable and didn’t panic at all, so Ling Zhen always thought it was because of her being too nervous.

But seeing that it was almost the departure date, Ling Zhen still failed to resolve the inexplicable worry. So she finally turned on the phone and searched the Internet.

“What to pay attention to during the wedding.”

The slick Xingyan browsed the page for a while, and looked up in panic——

She got it!

She has no token of love! No wedding ring!

Such an important thing was completely forgotten by her!

But the Internet said that the man has always prepared the ring, and he has to kneel on one knee or something. Wei Xi’s things are not big and small, and everything is very sure. Ling Zhen thinks that he shouldn’t forget to buy a ring.

So that night, after Wei Xi returned home, the little girl shook her back and forth three times in front of him, shaking her delicate little hand.

The man did not respond.

Ling Zhen was not discouraged.

After eating, Wei Xi went to wash the dishes. Ling Zhen stood by the kitchen door, staring at him secretly for a while, then rushed to hold his waist, stretched out his hand, and took the plate in his hand.

Wei Xi lowered her eyes.

A pair of white and tender little paws dangling in the bottom of the eyes, very presence.

Ling Zhen struggled to pad her feet, washed the dishes, and put them on the shelf. Then he shook his little hand filled with drops of water, and crazily hinted: “Look, my fingers are so thin.”

Very thin! Very empty!

Need a small ring!

She doesn’t want big diamonds or gold inlaid with jade, just a small ring!

Wei Xi squeezed her hand, raised it up and kissed her, objectively commenting: “It’s pretty thin.”

Ling Zhen wilted.

Oh, she really didn’t have a diamond ring when she got married, she was so pitiful.

The little girl walked away dejectedly. Wei Xi continued to wash the dishes, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Now I think of it and care about him.

It’s horribly slow.

…

At night, before going to bed.

Wei Xi leaned on the bed, playing with a small box with her head down.

Ling Zhen took a shower, dried her hair, and walked out in her nightdress, still wilting.

Wei Xi put the box down and looked at her: “Come here.”

Ling Zhen reluctantly walked over.

Wei Xi knowingly asked: “Unhappy? Someone bullied you?”

The villain in Ling Zhen’s heart jumped up and complained: You! It’s you!

Huohuanhuan will not give people the big bad guys!

She was full of resentment, Wei Xi had a panoramic view, and laughed lightly.

——He is still laughing! !

Ling Zhen was furious, and made up his mind not to call that title that Wei Xi liked very much.

She crawled onto the bed with a sullen face, and when she dropped a slipper, she was pulled back by the man with a smile.

He didn’t know where to find a small velvet box, opened it, and there was a bright diamond ring lying in it.

Ling Zhen was stunned.

The platinum setting and the drop-shaped diamonds reflect a brilliant halo in the light.

This is…

Wei Xi said: “It has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Ling Zhen recognized it.

This is the wedding anniversary of the first year. After she took out the divorce agreement, Wei Xi forced her to accept the ring.

She was so flustered at the time, she only glanced quickly, and was dazzled by the light.

Since then, there have been countless ups and downs in the middle, but this diamond has been well hidden by him, and the light remains the same.

Just like the heart of this man, it has never changed.

——Well, it was bad then, but now… it’s still bad.

It is her that has changed.

She has become super super-loving him.

Ling Zhen curled up her fingers, then raised her chin, letting a little bit of wetness fall back.

Then, Ling Zhen stretched out a small hand towards Wei Xi and let him put it on with a proud look.

The man curled his lips: “Do I need to kneel on one knee, Your Majesty?”

“No.” Ling Zhen said.

The cold platinum ring was pushed on her ring finger and locked firmly.

Ling Zhen bends his fingers to adapt to the feeling of being trapped.

The shining diamond made a lot of emotions in her heart, and finally all turned into a hot courage.

So she stood up, pushed Wei Xi down on the bed, and then rode on him.

Wei Xi held her leg: “Huh?”

The little queen does not have a ring to encircle him, but she also has to divide her territory.

So she lowered her head and said aggressively: “I’m going to eat you.”

Whoops!

There was an autumn rain in City A, and then the weather became very cold.

When the deep winter arrives, Qingxi’s most important film project of the season has finally been completed.

But there is no relaxed atmosphere in the company.

No one has seen Mr. Wei for a long time. That man occasionally comes to the company to deal with recent affairs, and then disappears again. Most of Qing Xi’s affairs were handed over by Zhao Yan, and only he could see Wei Xi regularly.

The last time Mr. Wei appeared, it happened to snow in City A.

Manager Liu happened to run into him when he came out of the office, and was so startled that he couldn’t speak for a while.

Mr. Wei has lost a lot of weight.

In the deep winter world, a man wears a thin black coat, and the clear snow melts on the woolen cloth.

He was already a very cold person. At this time, his whole person was thinner and his eye sockets were deeper, making his dark eyes so dark that he could not see the bottom. The black short hair grew longer, and he pressed his eyebrows slightly messy, revealing a cold white face with no expression.

On the surface, it seems that he has just become more silent than before.

But it’s clear… Everywhere is different.

Wei Xilai is an important decision for the company to handle the next quarter. He did not talk nonsense during his work, was very efficient, and did not even take off his coat at the end.

Only Zhao Yan and him are in the office. Zhao Yan put away the file, hesitated again and again, and still asked: “Mr. Wei, sister-in-law…”

Only a handful of people knew about Ling Zhen’s evaporation, and Zhao Yan was one of them.

This matter can’t be explained, so it can’t be solved. Zhao Yan learned the news only a few days later, and he had no idea how Wei Xi spent the first few days.

No, even now, he doesn’t know how Wei Xi lives.

He looked normal, like a hard shell. Only at the moment when Ling Zhen was mentioned, a seam was gently broken.

But that was only a moment, Wei Xi paused for a second, and then hid all his emotions.

He said: “I am leaving City A for a while recently.”

Zhao Yan swallowed the trace of sadness and asked, “Where to go?”

Wei Xi didn’t say much, got up and walked out: “I will check information and email regularly, so don’t worry.”

Zhao Yan: “Hey—”

The man’s thin back disappeared into the elevator, and at a certain moment, there was even a sense of depression.

The one he loved has disappeared for four months.

Zhao Yan almost didn’t cry when he thought of this.

Wei Xi drove home.

Get off the car, go up the stairs, to the floor of the house, there is no one in the corridor.

He just stopped.

The window at the end of the corridor was opened, and the cold wind of winter passed through the hall. It was extremely cold and took away all the body temperature of the person.

Wei Xi was motionless and didn’t want to go home.

For a moment, he thought, let him freeze to death here.

In another world, maybe they can still meet.

The man stood for a long time, until he was cold and numb before finally moving. He walked over slowly, opened the door, and closed it.

The empty house scared him.

He found an address in Ling Zhen’s mailbox, and he will leave for a look there tomorrow. Don’t hold any hope, just let yourself have something to do.

Things related to her.

Wei Xi didn’t turn on the light. He walked slowly in the dark room. Suddenly, a winter thunder flashed across the night sky outside the window.

In the room, the man’s whole body suddenly tightened.

In the darkness, a line was drawn from his jaw line, his hands squeezed into fists, and a ray of light flashed in his black eyes.

He thought he had learned not to hope, but the moment he slowly turned around, he still wanted that person to appear there.

But, it didn’t.

The boundless darkness seems to be able to swallow people without his light.

It took a long time for Wei Xi to lower her eyes and slowly sat down on the chair, covering his heart.

–

The moment Ling Zhen held the book, there was a feeling of grasping the straw.

The memories under the confinement began to surge, rushing towards the confinement, but still could not be exported.

Ling Zhen knew that she had found the right one—but she still needed a key!

She quickly sat upright and turned from the first page of the novel. The two names that appeared the most in the first few pages were Shen Yanchu and Jian Wenyi.

The story is nothing new. It describes how Shen Yanchu worked hard to become a heart-wrenching male protagonist in the show business, and how Jian Wenyi knew each other and fell in love with him.

Ling Zhen didn’t have the patience to watch their love story, turning pages quickly, becoming more and more anxious in his heart, until–

She saw her name!

Ling Zhen’s heart moved, something was ready to come out, but there was still a layer of yarn.

She saw how crazily obsessed with the male protagonist her name was, how she spared no effort to show goodwill to the male protagonist, and did a lot of weird things, but the ban was not shaken at all.

Ling Zhen became more and more anxious.

The vague memory was in desperate need to find an exit, and she almost turned the pages of the book. She knew what she was looking for, a very important thing that evokes all her memories—

Ling Zhen hurriedly turned a few pages down, and then suddenly stopped and turned back abruptly.

Then, in the corner of this page, she saw those two words——

“Wei Xi”.

Ling Zhen was startled. The heart curled up, and the pain was real and intense.

Almost instantly, the indestructible ban fell off.

She found her key.

… She found her Wei Xi.

The memory overflowed violently from under the prohibition, like a torrent, with all the hot and vivid details, packed her whole soul——

That man once took a needle and helped her sew her clothes stitch by stitch.

She also crossed the city and appeared beside her on the night when she was wronged and sad.

He once accompanied her on the red carpet, once accompanied her on shows, and once gave her all kinds of novel lives.

He also blackened out of control, and once bowed his head to admit his mistakes. I once kissed her and hugged her, and I surrendered to her.

At first he said, “Bad people love you.”

Later he said, “We will even be together in death.”

That is her Wei Xi.

She almost lost him in the corner of her memory. Fortunately, she asked her master to come back. The life of Yunyu Mountain is pure white, and there is only a little color in the world. By his side, it is colorful.

Ling Zhen gradually couldn’t see the handwriting on the pages of the book clearly, and when he raised his hand, he realized that he was in tears.

The pain in the heart is clearer, and it seems to be more painful than being crushed by the divine consciousness. She remembered that she hadn’t even finished talking before she left, and that Wei Xi was kept by her just like that. Is he okay now? Will he eat well? Can he sleep peacefully?

Ling Zhen curled up, tears rolling down drop by drop.

She turned to the back of the book with teary eyes and found Wei Xi’s final ending:

“Later, no one saw that violent and gloomy man again. He seemed to have never existed before.”

Ling Zhen tore off that page.

Later… that violent and gloomy man will have a woman next to them, and they will always be in each other’s lives, together supporting the lives of mortals.

A warm yellow light slowly rose from the pages of the book, slowly covering her body.

Ling Zhen remembered that it was the same scene when she wore a book for the first time——

However, at this moment, the master’s voice suddenly came from her ears.

“Have you thought about it?”

Her every move here was within the realm of Lingxu’s divine consciousness, and the ban was broken in an instant, which really surprised him.

If she returns to mortal dust, she is truly as mortal. Those decades of Taoism were nothing but a snap for real people, and it was not a pity. What’s more, she is a natural spirit body of Yunyu Mountain. After the birth, old age, sickness and death of Xiaoqianjie, the soul will still return.

However, as far as the gods are concerned, the seven emotions and six desires are intolerable. She is willing to live with mortals, but it makes people hate them.

The real person Lingxu pinched the light in the book, and suddenly asked, “Is Hong Chen really that good?”

Ling Zhen could hear that Master Zu let her go.

After forcibly recalling the soul, banning her mortal memory, even coercion and coercion did not work, finally let her go.

Although Zhenren Lingxu was harsh, he actually loved her when she was raised up.

Ling Zhen thought, after being well-behaved for so many years, then she will be willful this time.

From now on, her worries were completely let go. Don’t be afraid to leave suddenly, and don’t worry about strange roads. Wei Xi’s life is entrusted to her, and she finally has a life that can be given to him.

“The disciple is not filial,” Ling Zhen said softly, “come to serve the master in the next life.”

Real Man Lingxu snorted coldly.

The little fairy was gradually shrouded in the warmer light, her outline blurred, but the corners of her lips rose a little.

“Master, Hong Chen is not so good.”

The mortal world is indeed barren, and it is also full of dirty human nature, with all kinds of inexplicable malice, which makes her sad.

Hong Chen is not so good.

…But he has.

Ling Zhen thought to himself: He is better than Hong Chen.

…

Ling Zhen was submerged in that light, and his consciousness floated up and down.

Obviously in terms of time, she left not long ago, but she seemed to spend a lifetime thinking of him.

Miss him so much.

Want to land at home immediately and get into his arms.

Tell him I’m sorry, waited a long time, your little fairy will never leave again.

I still wanted to sit on his lap and tell him about the sea of ​​clouds in Yunyu Mountain and the slips in the Shizu Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

…

The light gradually dissipated, and when Ling Zhen opened his eyes again, he was full of hope.

She slowly adjusted to the light, then looked around.

——It’s really at home!

Ling Zhen’s nose was sore, he almost cried out with his lips.

But she didn’t care about crying at this time, and ran into the room with her shoes on.

She missed Wei Xi so much.

Ling Zhen didn’t know what time it was, she ran to the door of the room and slammed the door open——

nobody.

The pink bed has not changed, and the sheets are flat, as if no one has ever slept.

Ling Zhen was stunned, then ran to his room, and then looked at the study and bathroom, but there was nothing.

She realized that it was cold at home and the windows were wide open. The wind that came in seemed to freeze people. It was no longer the season when she was away.

And their home, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time.

Ling Zhen returned to the living room, holding her thinly-clothed arm, and then raised her hand and rubbed her eyes.

Where is Wei Xi?

Ling Zhen had a long, long sleep.

When you open your eyes, you see a plain white color.

The curb of the bed curtain is very delicate, with a little tassel hanging down and fluttering gently.

Ling Zhen stared at him for a long time with his eyes open, then rolled over and rubbed against the bed.

…Oh, she is in the fairy palace.

Maybe the bedding was too thick last night, she was a little sweaty all over, and she couldn’t sleep well.

Ling Zhen closed his eyes, trying to remember the deep dream of last night. But no matter how hard she thought about it, there were only some vague memories left, and she couldn’t remember it anymore.

There are still some disturbed and terrified dark colors in the subconscious, which is not a beautiful dream.

A soft footstep sounded outside the palace, and then the childish voice of the little fairy boy: “Fairy, Master Lingxu is calling you over.”

Ling Zhen was very afraid of Master, when he heard his name, he didn’t dare to sleep in bed anymore.

Reluctantly, she got up from the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, looked over the threshold, and looked at the Yunyu Mountain Cliff outside the palace. Beyond the cliff is a vast expanse of white, only ancient clouds and wind.

so white.

so quiet.

Well…boring.

Ling Zhen suddenly felt that this day was terribly boring.

But it was the same in the past. I wake up every day, meditate, practice, and occasionally go to the hills where no one is there to dance and sing with the breeze. Then go to sleep, wake up again, and start again and again.

Time is endless and it becomes meaningless.

Since the birth of her divine consciousness, such a dull day has been going on for a long time, Ling Zhen has become accustomed to it.

But I don’t know why, after waking up from this awakening, she suddenly felt that this kind of life was so boring to make people collapse.

She seems to have experienced better days than this.

Where did you experience it?

In a dream…

Ling Zhen sat there blankly for a while, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important.

She slowly put on her dress and looked down at her sleeves. They were wide and wide, and a little troublesome. She tossed the sleeves gently, put on the moiré brocade shoes, and walked out of her little fairy palace.

Going westward under the wind, to the fairy palace of the real person Lingxu.

Halfway through, she ran into the fairy beast raised by her master. In the past, Ling really liked it very much, always grabbing its snow-white soft hair and rolling around on its soft and hot body.

But now, Ling Zhen somehow lost interest in it.

There is a place in my heart that is empty, as if something is missing…very important, very important thing.

Passing through the clouds, Ling Zhen fell to the ground in mid-air, and ran into Senior Brother and Senior Sister outside the Immortal Palace of Real Person Lingxu. Obviously people get along day and night, inexplicably, there is also a feeling of not seeing for a long time.

The senior sister came over and touched her head: “Meeting Master, be good.”

Ling Zhen nodded. She has always been very good.

The senior brother also looked at her: “After playing for so long, should I take care of it?”

Ling Zhen nodded as usual.

But she was very strange in her heart. Although she was not diligent, she didn’t finish her school work one day. She still did everything that should be done. Why did the brother say she seemed to be abandoned for a long time?

Ling Zhen’s doubts grew deeper and deeper.

She felt like they were all tasting something, but she couldn’t remember it anyway.

This feeling is terrible.

After entering the master’s palace, everything is as usual. The real man Lingxu sits high on the lotus platform, with a long-distance gaze, preaching and admonishing the disciples. The brothers and sisters around were also focused as usual, meditating hard, and practicing with great concentration.

But Ling Zhen didn’t know what was wrong, and couldn’t calm down anyway.

She tried to find out the forgotten part of her mind several times, but the sense of consciousness that could be explored was bounced back every time, as if she had been sealed with a restriction that she couldn’t undo.

Time and time again, she felt an inexplicable anxiety in her heart.

I don’t know why, but I was very anxious, as if someone was waiting for her subconsciously.

The net of real person Lingxu’s divine consciousness is so wide that he has no boundaries. His unpredictable gaze swept over and fell on the top of the little fairy: “Ling Zhen–“

Ling Zhen was clever, and subconsciously sat up straight.

Master is very strict, Ling Zhen has been punished since he was a child, and instinctively fears him.

But even if he seemed to be focused on the surface, Ling Zhen still panicked. Her forehead was sweating inexplicably, and her heart was beating very fast, and she was anxious and even nauseous.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the palace: “Uncle, Master Yuanxu’s law bell, I have brought you.”

Everyone followed the voice and looked outside the door, and saw a handsome white man with a long body holding a golden magic bell.

“The first disciple of Yuan Xu’s seat?…”

“The name is Zichu? I saw it today, and I really have an extraordinary temperament…”

The senior brothers and sisters around were all lowly complimenting, but Ling Zhen stared at the man in a daze, stiff.

It was a strange face.

This person is strange, and his voice is strange.

But from the moment Ling Zhen saw him, he finally felt like something shattered into a crack in his heart, and a strong sorrow suddenly surged from that crack.

Not because the stranger in front of him was sad, but because he evoked a certain sealed memory. The brain still couldn’t break the prohibition, but strong reluctance and reluctance came out like a tide.

Ling Zhen stood up abruptly.

“Junior sister, what are you doing!”

The fairy king holding the Fa-bell looked at her naturally, his expression was not surprised, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning in the silence.

Ling Zhen stepped out more and more, heading towards that person.

Suddenly the real person Lingxu said, “Stop–!”

This sound was as thick as a bell, and the mighty coercion of the ancients struck her, Ling Zhen instantly felt that his shoulders seemed to be heavy!

She was just a weak little fairy, and she shook her body immediately and almost fell to her knees.

Everyone around was swept aside, all shocked.

“Junior sister, stop making trouble!”

Although Fairy Ling Zhen is eccentric, but soft-tempered, he is always the most obedient and well-behaved.

But Ling Zhen stabilized his figure, but did not stop, but walked out slowly and firmly, step by step. She passed the fairy king holding the golden bell, walked under the seat of the real person of Lingxu, meticulously bowed down.

Surrounded by green smoke on the lotus platform, the real person Lingxu looked unpredictable. He is a god above the nine heavens, and his mind is unpredictable. The hall of the high hall was silent, and everyone did not dare to make a sound.

Ling Zhen knelt down, even his fingers trembling.

Master can crush her to death with a single finger, Ling Zhen has lived to this day and has never disobeyed him once.

But this time, it was different.

Ling Zhen lowered his head, shuddering, and said clearly, “Master, please return it to me.”

Her nose was sour and she had an inexplicable urge to cry, saying that seemed to have taken her life’s courage.

…Is it okay to return the banned part of the memory to her?

There was an uproar in the hall.

They didn’t expect that the most beautiful and well-behaved little fairy on weekdays would dare to defy the master!

“What a courage!”

As soon as the voice fell, the coercion of the real person Lingxu came under heavy pressure again. This time it was more menacing than last time, and it was like ten thousand mountains descending from nine days, with purple lightning and thunder, all falling on that thin shoulder!

Ling Zhen’s throat instantly sweetened, and then a smell of rust spread in his mouth.

“Do you know wrong?”

Ling Zhen could hardly breathe, his eyes were blurred, and the weight of a thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousands of weight was almost crushed to pieces—

But while she was dimly aware, a very detailed picture suddenly flashed.

Someone is holding her.

With a chuckle, kiss her ear.

Fairy Ling Zhen squeezed his fist, suddenly found courage in his heart, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and spoke word by word.

“Disciple, don’t know what’s wrong.”

Behind her, Wen Zichu, who was holding Faling in his hand, stared blankly and his heart tightened.

If he guessed right, Lingxu Zhenren should follow his trajectory to find Ling Zhen in the world in the book, and force her to be recalled.

Wen Zichu knew that Ling Zhen didn’t want to return, but he didn’t expect that she would be able to withstand this in order to go back.

Is that spiritually impoverished and mortal world as good as that…

After Ling Zhen said this sentence, Ling Xu’s expression changed a few times, and finally he gave a cold snort and waved his hand: “Impossible fool!”

Qianjun’s pressure suddenly withdrew, and Ling Zhen fell on the ground, coughing violently.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in their hearts that she should stop confronting her master!

The little fairy knelt alone in the hall, coughing as if he was crying blood.

After a long time, she raised her hand and wiped the corners of her lips, her voice trembling but firm: “Master, can you unblock the disciple?”

“…!!!”

Lingxu’s eyes fell.

The green smoke on the lotus platform disappeared, and the expression of the old man with white eyebrows was a little complicated.

After a while, he waved his sleeves: “Then it depends on your good fortune——”

With a breeze rolling in his sleeve, Fairy Ling Zhen disappeared.

At this time, Wen Zichu came up holding Faling and handed it over.

Ling Xu coldly snorted: “My disciple has such a great face, even Yuan Xu’s first disciple lied for her.”

Wen Zichu knew that this meant that he lied about not meeting Ling Zhen, so he bowed slightly to apologize.

After the real person Lingxu received the bell, Wen Zichu suddenly said, “But…the uncle finally agreed to her, didn’t he?”

If Real Person Lingxu really gets angry, how can Ling Zhen walk out of this temple well?

Lingxu still snorted coldly: “This seat has not been unblocked, just gave her a chance.”

“If she can think of it, she will naturally have a cause and condition. If she can’t remember it, she can stay here to practice.”

…

Master’s sleeve directly swept Ling Zhen back to his fairy palace.

She stumbled to a stop in front of the palace gate, held on to the door rail, coughed, and then lifted her foot into the palace.

The last words of Master told her that it depends on her good fortune. But she was at a loss and couldn’t understand the meaning.

The pain that the consciousness was almost crushed remained in his body, and Ling Zhen was filled with panic in his heart, looking around in the fairy palace in a panic.

But she didn’t even know what she was looking for.

Ling Zhen traveled to every corner of the entire fairy palace, even surpassing every stone on the top of Yunyu Mountain, but in the end he found nothing.

Sure enough, good luck has never been illusory.

She dragged her body, the hope in her heart dimmed little by little, and finally bowed her head, walked slowly back to her bedroom, and sat down at the table.

The tip of the nose is so sore.

She has a calm temper and has never asked for anything.

How could she take away her most important things casually like this.

Ling Zhen rubbed his eyes, but they became more and more red.

There were still a few mortal novels she used to pass the time on the table in front of her, and now she couldn’t bring up any interest.

When a book was opened, Ling Zhen closed it with red eyes and threw it aside.

But at the moment of closing, her gaze suddenly stopped and fell on the title of the book.

-“Road to the Fanfare”.

As if something was cracking in his mind, she suddenly “clicked”.

Probably no one does not like to listen to love.

Especially, when a man who is abstinent and indifferent, he understates and speaks solemnly love words, it is really…it makes people feel as drunk as drunk.

The carriage was shaking slightly, and Ling Zhen was pressed by Wei Xi in her arms, with her chin resting on his shoulder, her heart sweet and hot.

Six months ago, Ling Zhen would still be afraid of this man’s crazy paranoia, but now, it seems that they have finally escaped from the content of that book. He is not a black villain, and she is not a stupid female partner.

They are just mortals who love each other, and she is willing to be held in his palm.

After the Ferris wheel turned slowly, Ling Zhen took Wei Xi’s hand and jumped down. Then he raised his face, blinked at him, and said nothing.

Wei Xi squeezed her hand: “Want to sit still?”

Ling Zhen bends his eyes.

Wei Xi chuckled and took her hand: “Then sit down again.”

They sat for the last round, and when they got down, the Ferris wheel was about to close.

Ling Zhen and Wei Xi walked slowly towards the house.

The road has been traversed countless times, and she recognizes every street lamp and every tree. After living in this city for a long time, even the air makes people feel close. Looking back now, the fairy palace on Yunyu Mountain has faded away in my memory, and I can’t remember it.

About this is the sense of belonging, right? Ling Zhen thought that the person next to him, and everything he knew, would give her a sense of belonging.

Teacher Wen has lived here for so long, but still has no nostalgia for this world. Probably… I haven’t met a person like this. The master has always taught her that the seven emotions and six desires are all vulgar things, and the immortal only has Tao and no emotion.

It can be seen that after knowing the joy of Hongchen, how can I still want to taste the suffering of the immortal door.

Ling Zhen finally saw himself clearly.

She is nothing more than a vulgar thing falling into the trap of red dust.

Fortunately, someone followed her under the trap.

And she, the one who likes to set the trap.

–

…

Time went back to the rainy night a few days ago.

In the barren hills on the southwestern border, the night rain is like beans, washing the loose soil on the hillside, and it is already crumbling. And down the slope, there was a person standing eloquently!

The man was motionless, but his body glowed with a faint glow.

After a long time, the soil slope finally couldn’t withstand the power of the current, and began to rumbling down the slope. The mud flow engulfed the gravel and gravel, roared towards the thin figure, swallowed him in in a blink of an eye!

But the next moment, amidst the torrential countercurrent, a strong blue light suddenly pierced and flew towards a certain direction——

The light seemed to have smashed an invisible boundary, even passed through a gap in time and space, twisted for a moment at the end of the black sky, and then disappeared.

But that ray of light did not really disappear. It flew from night to day, and the flow of time was changing with it. Several days have passed since it left the earth on earth.

The rays of light passed through the layers of clouds, galloping non-stop, and went straight through the deep blue glaze Nantian Gate.

Then, only a faint “live” word was heard, the cyan light stopped, landed, and turned into a figure.

Wen Zichu stabilized his figure and let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally home.

It was his master Yuanxu who just made the sound. At this moment, the white-haired old man was sitting in mid-air, looking at the people on the ground with a faint expression.

It took a moment for Wen Zi to recover, then he knelt down and said, “The disciple is dull, and finally returned.”

Real Yuan Xu coldly snorted: “My first disciple of Yuan Xu has been trapped in the Little Thousand World for such a long time. It’s absurd!”

Wen Zichu’s body has been replaced with the white robe he used to wear, and his temple hair has become the same as before. He gave a wry smile, recalling his experience of wearing a book, it was really hard to say.

True person Yuan Xu said again: “Could it be that I was so fascinated by the mundane red dust that I didn’t want to come back, right?”

Wen Zichu was startled and denied: “Master has misunderstood, there is nothing in the world…”

He wanted to say, there is nothing worthy of nostalgia in the mortal world.

But is there really no?

Wen Zichu Qingjun’s face was blank for a moment, and inexplicably thought of a woman’s warm, bright smile in his mind. In his mortal life for so many years, it seems that only she has left a clear color. Because that person is like the most prosperous flower in the world in April, always with vigorous vitality.

But… that flower branch has been broken by his own hands.

Wen Zichu lowered his head slightly: “The disciple knows his mistake.”

Zhenren Yuan Xu also taught a few words “The Taoist heart must be pure”, “Don’t disturb your practice because of mortal experience,” Wen Zichu said one by one.

At this time, not far behind him, another voice sounded.

“Yuanxu disciple, who else did you meet in that little thousand world?”

Wen Zichu followed the voice and saw that it was an old man with white eyebrows. The man was holding a whisk in his hand, immortal wind and Dao bones, with unfathomable Taoist cultivation, and he was the real person, Lingxu, a good friend of the Master.

After a pause in his heart, he suddenly remembered that this Lingxu real person… is the Lingzhen Master.

Lingxu brushed the dust, and looked over meaningfully: “There is also a stupid in this seat missing. Could it be that he went to the same place with you?”

A little sweat came out of Wen Zichu’s palm.

He left four words to Ling Zhen, just to tell her to decide to stay, not wanting her choice to affect her. Because he knew that Ling Zhen was different from him, and she had an inseparable bondage in that world.

Wen Zichu calmed down and replied loudly, “I don’t think it’s so coincidental. The younger generation has never met.”

“Oh -” Ling Xu twisted his beard. The real man’s eyes swept over Wen Zichu’s body inch by inch with coercion, as if he could see everything clearly. After a long time, he smiled faintly.

“My disciple has been very clever since I was a child, but I… I miss her a bit.”

–

After a few days of stability, Ling Zhen’s mood gradually recovered.

The Oriental Song and Dance Troupe finally recovered from the grief of losing Wen Zichu, only to remember that they had not had time to celebrate Ling Zhen’s victory in this competition.

So after a week of rest, the head of the group organized another dinner to cherish the memory of Teacher Wen and congratulate Ling Zhen on his impressive and dazzling results, so as to boost the morale of the whole group.

Ling Zhen is less than 24 years old this year, younger than Wen Zichu when he won the championship. The title of this national champion is buckled on her head. So far, no one among the dancers of the same age in the country can stand on her head.

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The time for solo flight that Mr. Wen mentioned at the beginning has come.

Ling Zhen told Gu Xiaomeng and Song Ling of her future plans. Both of them were very reluctant, but they also supported her decision. After all, staying in the regiment really didn’t help Ling Zhen anymore.

“Sister Zhenzhen, you can fly with confidence, and we will hug your thigh after you get mixed up!”

Ling Zhen smiled: “Okay, just give you a hug.”

The personal dance studio still needs to be considered for a long time, but when she goes to the dance company less, she spends more time at home.

If she doesn’t sleep in bed in the morning, she can get up to make breakfast, eat with Wei Xi, and then he goes to work.

Ling Zhen watched Wei Xi standing on the tie of Xuan Li that day, moved his mind, walked over, and took the black tie from his hand.

Wei Xi’s waist was leaning against the shoe cabinet, her expression loose, her hand was placed on her waist, and the tie was freely handed over to her to play with.

Ling Zhen felt itchy every time he watched Wei Xi wearing a tie. His fingers were cold and white with well-knotted joints. The dark or dark blue tie was inexplicably seductive.

She also secretly learned the method of tying a tie on the Internet, but when it comes to actual practice, she still stumbles.

“Is it that way, wear it here?”

Wei Xi lowered his eyes and was not in a hurry. He put his arms around her and slowly taught her: “Well, take that end out.”

After finally getting the tie crooked and twisted, Ling Zhen realized that Wei Xi hadn’t tied her eyes to look good, so he arranged it carefully and finally looked like it.

She raised her head, curled her lips and smiled: “It’s okay.”

Wei Xi hugged her and leaned against her, sniffing the faint fragrance behind her ears: “Why are you so caring today?”

“I think it’s all written in other books,” Ling Zhen hugged his neck, “The domineering president must wear a tie when he goes to work.”

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows: “What book?”

Ling Zhen is serious: “Fleeing from Love: I’m the Little Wife of the Overlord”.

Wei Xi was silent for a moment, then raised her chin and rubbed her fingers: “Little wife?”

Ling Zhen blushed, but still put his arms around his neck, leaned up and kissed him twice.

“Well, you can go to work.”

The man laughed lightly.

“Which Spanish restaurant to eat in the evening?” Wei Xi pushed open the door, turned around and asked her, “The one you said you wanted to go to.”

Ling Zhen’s eyes lit up: “Okay!!!”

Wei Xi raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her chin.

She was standing in the hallway, carrying a light, a soft cotton home clothes, and her scattered hair looked good. She would stay at home all day, waiting for him to get off work, and then they would go to a favorite restaurant together.

It is the daily and ordinary life of ordinary couples.

But don’t know why, Wei Xi glanced at her inexplicably.

Ling Zhen opened his eyes: “Huh?”

“It’s nothing,” Wei Xi returned to her senses, touching the top of her hair, “I’ll be back early in the evening.”

Ling Zhen smiled: “Okay.”

She was really fine all day, cleaned the room and watered the newly bought flowers at home. Because I was thinking about the big meal in the evening, I also ate very casually at noon.

After watching a few dance videos in the afternoon, the evening passed slowly, and Wei Xi should be back soon.

She got up from the sofa and just wanted to look at the watch on the wall when suddenly, the doorbell at home rang.

Ling Zhen’s heart jumped for no reason.

She walked to the door of the room and heard the voice of the courier outside the door: “Hello, here is your courier, did you sign for it?”

Ling Zhen didn’t buy anything online, and Wei Xi didn’t have this habit. She replied vigilantly, “Okay, just leave it at the door.”

The courier brother put the things down and left. Ling Zhen looked through the cat’s eyes for a long time and made sure that there was nothing weird. Then he opened the door a bit and took the courier in.

It’s a small paper box, but it’s heavy, I don’t know what’s in it.

Ling Zhen turned upside down and looked at it, but couldn’t guess what it was. But her gaze swept across the mailing address at random, and she was taken aback for a moment–

It was the province where Wen Zichu died!

Ling Zhen’s heart was empty, and then his heartbeat suddenly quickened.

She found a knife from the drawer and slashed the tape away from the box. There was a little foam stuffed in it, with…a stone in the middle.

It seemed to be some kind of jade, Ling Zhen took it out and found a line cracked on the surface of the stone.

Teacher Wen left this to her? What does Teacher Wen want to convey to her?

Ling Zhen could feel that there was a familiar aura hidden in this stone.

That’s not Wen Zichu’s breath.

Like…like…

Starting from holding this stone, Ling Zhen’s heart beat faster and faster, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, as if something locked her, calling her. The panic emotions continue to expand and expand–

“Crack!”

She heard the sound of something cracking, very close.

Ling Zhen searched around in a panic, not the jade in his hand, nor the furniture at home. The voice was very close, so close… it was like something shattered on her.

Suddenly, she lowered her head and looked at the chain on her neck.

——The cold bead hanging on the collarbone has broken a thin line on the surface.

Ling Zhen’s hands trembled a little, and he pulled the chain off and looked carefully.

The broken traces on the spirit orb are exactly the same as those on the jade in his hand…

Ling Zhen vaguely realized something, this time he was really panicked. With trembling hands, she picked up the phone and called Wei Xi.

There was a quick answer: “Are you hungry? I’ll be there soon.”

Ling Zhen heard his voice, endured it for two seconds, but still let out a whimper with one mouth, “Wei Xi…”

The other side was silent for a second, then the voice changed: “What’s the matter?”

“You come back soon, Wei Xi,” Ling Zhen held the Lingzhu tightly, “I’m so scared…”

In a 20-minute drive, Wei Xi was home in 10 minutes.

As soon as he entered the door, Ling Zhen rushed over and plunged into his arms, shaking with horror.

Wei Xi’s face was very heavy, and he walked into the house holding her: “What’s the matter, huh? Don’t be afraid, I am here.”

The person in his arms was hot, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were burnt as if he was having a fever, and the fever had begun to talk nonsense.

“Wei Xi-I tell you, I tell you,” Ling Zhen grasped his clothes, groggy, “I am not here…”

“I, woo, I don’t want to leave you…”

Wei Xi reached out and touched her forehead, which was terribly hot.

His face became darker, he put her on the sofa, then got up, and wanted to go to the room to get her coat: “Hey, let’s go to the hospital.”

The moment he released her, Ling Zhen helplessly stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but only his fingertips touched the hem of his clothes.

“Wei Xi, if–“

At this moment, the night sky at the end of September suddenly flashed a thunder without warning! It was like a warning from a god in the distant heavens.

The thunder overwhelmed the girl’s words, and after the reverberation, the room fell silent.

…Death silence.

Wei Xi seemed to realize something suddenly and turned around abruptly.

But the house was empty.

She is gone.

…Wen Zichu is dead?

Ling Zhen’s first reaction is that it won’t.

For the gods, death is an impossible thing, and she denied it subconsciously.

But in the next second, she reacted again, Wen Zichu is now a mortal body, it is indeed possible to die.

…But, but, how could it be?

Everyone is judging the authenticity of this explosive news, only Ling Zhen is thinking about another thing repeatedly.

Is it possible…After so many years of searching for Teacher Wen, he finally found a way back, and then… left?

Wen Zichu didn’t leave much information. The last time he contacted Ling Zhen, he still asked her if she wanted to go somewhere. After Ling Zhen declined, he never heard from him.

The latest news was the email that was just received, but shortly afterwards, the death news rushed out, and Ling Zhen was caught off guard.

Ah-more! A few days ago, he told Sister Xiqian that he was dead soon. Could it be that he had already made plans?

There was a mess in Ling Zhen’s heart.

Other people’s feelings about this news may be the regret of being a passerby, or the sorrow of being a fan. The other players in the waiting room couldn’t help but cast their sights on Ling Zhen and Song Ling, who were in the same team as Wen Zichu. Now they should be the most impacted.

In the corner, Ling Zhen was dressed in dance clothes, still looking like he couldn’t return to his senses. She lowered her head slightly, and a few strands of broken hair leaked out, looking helpless and pitiful.

But even Song Ling thought she was shocked by this sudden tragedy. No one knew that Ling Zhen had to worry about much more and farther than they could imagine.

On the other side of the field, Song Zhi just finished the performance and gracefully finished her action.

After she left the court, she heard the assistant talk about it, and she was shocked: “What, you mean my male god Wen Zichu?!”

The assistant nodded: “This is the report so far.”

Song Zhi digested the news as he walked backstage: “How come, this is too sudden…”

While she was sad, she couldn’t help but rejoice in her heart. Fortunately, the news came after she finished the match. Otherwise, the idols who have been fans for many years will encounter unexpected events, and their mentality will definitely be affected.

Suddenly, Song Zhi remembered something, and turned to ask the assistant: “Is Ling Zhen not playing yet?”

“Yes, she is number six.”

Song Zhi suddenly showed a little smile-Ling Zhen and Wen Zichu are so familiar, she must be greatly affected. Looking at her like that, it is estimated that she came to win the championship, but it is hard to say now…

She waved away the assistant and pushed open the door of the waiting room. As expected, Ling Zhen and her group friend were sitting in the corner, demoralized. Song Zhi looked away, turned around and found a place, Shi Shiran sat down.

Song Ling wiped her face, forcibly calmed down, and whispered: “Sister Zhenzhen, don’t think about it, you will be on the court soon!”

After studying with Ling Zhen for so long, she became a lot more indifferent. For the first time, Ling Zhen seemed more flustered than her, Song Ling calmed down instead.

“Anyway, I don’t believe it. There is no real hammer, so I assume they made a mistake,” Song Ling held Lingzhen’s hand, her eyes glowing red, “Sister Zhenzhen, think about it after the race, hold on! Win a championship. Show it to Teacher Wen!”

Ling Zhen bit the tip of his tongue, regaining consciousness with a slight pain.

At this time, the people in the waiting room looked different.

Song Zhi’s gaze swept over intentionally or unintentionally, and the few players who were also competing for the championship were quietly paying attention to Lingzhen’s reaction.

Now is not the time to be upset.

Ling Zhen nodded and shook Song Ling’s hand back: “Okay.”

In any case, the game is here, and she can’t fall short.

The playing numbers went down one by one, and the number five in front of Ling Zhen was the girl from the Northwest Division. She seems to be in very good condition, with a calm and confident look, which invisibly puts some pressure on other players on the field.

Ling Zhen took a deep breath. She especially wanted to call Wei Xi at this time, but she resisted it.

After about ten minutes, finally arrived at Lingzhen.

Song Ling accompanied her on the stage. After they left, Song Zhi also quietly followed.

She could clearly feel that Ling Zhen had some unconsciousness. The news of Wen Zichu had an even greater impact on her than Song Zhi had imagined!

Although she knew that it would be difficult to win the championship, but if Ling Zhen couldn’t get it, she would feel much more comfortable. After all, Song Zhi failed to come to City A to develop, thanks to Lingzhen and his husband. Later, as soon as the “Food Companion” was broadcast, she was forced to see these two show affection every day, which blocked her heart infarction.

So she is very, very unwilling to see Ling Zhen.

Song Zhi stayed in a corner where he could see the game, hoping to wait for the first time to see Ling Zhen roll over. In addition to her, there are also some players who have finished the competition, watching from the corner.

No. 6 Ling Zhen played. First, I greeted the judges and teachers routinely and introduced the performances I prepared.

Then, she closed her eyes and waited for the accompaniment to play.

Ling Zhen was trying to adjust his breathing. The heartbeat is still fast, clamoring in the chest. The mind is not as pure as usual dancing, there are still noisy sounds.

The first note of the accompaniment has sounded, and the dance movements have been practiced by her to conditioned reflexes, and she made the corresponding movements when she heard the notes.

However, it is still a little bit worse.

Those present are all masters, and sometimes there is a slight difference between the form and spirit, but the masters can tell at a glance.

Song Zhi couldn’t help laughing.

Ling Zhen also realized that she hadn’t been able to enter the state in the first bar, her heart shuddered and she simply closed her eyes.

I don’t want to see it.

Back many years ago, on the top of the deserted Yunyu Mountain, dancing against the sea of ​​clouds.

There is no audience, and time is forgotten. Like a bird, it instinctively stretches its feathers between heaven and earth.

Ling Zhen’s accompaniment is very tight, and after a few soothing measures, he quickly moved to the first one.

The judges stared at her closely-this is a very risky behavior, cutting difficult moves so early, it will only get harder and harder behind. Unless her first move is beautiful enough to bring the back up, otherwise the whole performance will collapse.

Song Zhi also stared closely at the people in the center of the field. She felt that Ling Zhen was too confident of herself. Even if she wanted to show off her skills in the competition, this kind of choreography was too difficult!

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But the dancer did not feel it.

When everything is unpredictable, give everything to instinct.

As a result, the musical notes turned into layers of clouds of Yunyu Mountain, floating gently beside her. The state of mind polished in the boundless time finally came into play at this moment, and Ling Zhen suddenly opened his eyes after turning around in a group.

The fundus of the eyes is already bright and clear–

Then, she shook her whole body, like a full bow, and made an ultimate purple gold crown, staying in the air for an extremely long time!

Everyone’s eyes were pinned to the light figure flying into the sky, and in a few seconds, no one dared to breathe.

Then, the subtle slow motion ended, and the fairy fell back to the ground.

Gently, steady, without a trace of shaking.

The judges glanced at each other, and they all saw the admiration in the other’s eyes.

On the other side, after a brief daze, Song Zhi showed a trace of resentment in her eyes.

Where is she affected? !

You just pretended that you didn’t keep your soul in the house, right? ? Fuck, scheming bitch! !

She was so angry that she wanted to shake her hand away, but then Ling Zhen’s dance moves became more and more exciting. Indeed, as the judges had expected, after this action, the following actions became harder and harder, and she did better and better!

Song Zhi’s expression changed a few times, but after all, he was not willing to leave the scene. The nose was not the nose and the eyes were there and watched the full performance.

When it was over, Ling Zhen retracted his hand and bowed.

The judges were all applauding, and the players around Song Zhi sighed with shame.

This degree of difficulty, plus this degree of completion… Let’s accompany them on the run.

——The results of the competition were announced half an hour after the performance of all the players.

The third and second place were taken by dancers from the South and Northwest, and the name of the champion is almost universally recognized.

When the two words “Ling Zhen” were read, applause broke out in the entire conference hall.

Ling Zhen took a long sigh of relief, stood up and bowed to the crowd, then stood up to accept the award.

In the process of receiving the award, her expression was polite and indifferent, but she did not show much joy.

Ling Zhen especially wanted to see Wei Xi.

After finally finishing the ceremony, Ling Zhen hurriedly changed his clothes and walked outside the venue.

The other players were not as anxious as her, dropping out in twos and threes, and some were still exchanging experiences with each other.

As soon as Ling Zhen left the gate, he saw the familiar car parked on the side of the road. The man leaned on the car door, saw her, and looked up.

There was a gasp behind him.

“Hey, is that Lingzhen’s husband?”

“Fuck, it’s the same as on TV! No, it’s more handsome than on TV…”

Of course Song Zhi had seen it too. This man was as handsome as ever, and her heart suddenly became sour.

Ling Zhen had a feeling in his heart from the moment he saw Wei Xi. She was still holding the bouquet she had just received the award, and suddenly ran towards Wei Xi and threw it into his arms.

Wei Xi was startled slightly, and subconsciously opened her arms to catch her, and put her arms around the person in her arms.

There was another gasp behind him.

Other players: What kind of winner is this in life! You have money and men, and you won the championship!

Song Zhi:…Fuck, what a show! ! ! !

She was so angry that she turned her head and left, and she didn’t want to come to City A again in this life!

It was the first time Ling Zhen was so enthusiastic in public. Wei Xi lowered her eyes and rubbed her ears: “What’s the matter?”

The little girl hugged him and said dullly: “I won the championship.”

Wei Xi returned her hand, opened the car door, and praised her in a low voice: “It’s great.”

Ling Zhen got into the car, Wei Xi closed the door for her, walked around the front of the car, and sat in the driver’s seat.

The car drove out for a while and met a red light.

Wei Xi stopped, stretched out her hand and hooked her cheek: “I won the championship, not happy?”

Ling Zhen took off her shoes and sat on the passenger seat with her legs in her arms, all in a small group. After the game was over, the mind that was forced down was still entrenched in her heart, and in front of him, she could indulge any emotions she had.

“Wei Xi,” she called him softly, “Ms. Wen seems to be… gone.”

Her voice trembled slightly, with many unknown fears.

Wei Xi’s heart moved, and she hooked her face to let her see herself.

Ling Zhen leaned her head on the back of the chair, her apricot eyes wet and a little incoherent: “In the mountains, mudslides, he… Mr. Wen is not such a reckless person.”

Wei Xi sighed.

The red light passed, and the car behind honked its horn. Wei Xi drove the car out, then found a place to stop.

Ling Zhen still sat facing him, with his chin resting on his knees, her bushy eyelashes drooping, looking very frustrated.

She has a lot of anxiety.

What is going on with Wen Zichu? Was it really something unexpected, or…

If he really returned there, how would her life change?

These uneases cannot be specifically stated, but the emotions are straightforward.

Wei Xi stretched out her hand, placed her palm on the warm back of her neck, and said, “Ling Zhen, I don’t care about his life or death.”

Ling Zhen raised his confused eyes.

“But I care about your feelings,” Wei Xi looked at her with dark eyes. “If you want to know, we will find out. Don’t panic.”

Ling Zhen nodded after taking a long time: “Okay…”

Wei Xi leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Ling Zhen closed his eyes obediently.

After the kiss, Wei Xi stepped back a little: “Do you still want to eat mango ice.”

Ling Zhen grabbed his collar, chased after him and kissed him.

Her lips pressed firmly, warm to the touch, and she smelled the clean and clear cedar scent of Wei Xi’s body.

The heart seems to have finally fallen back a little.

She nodded: “I want it.”

–

In fact, they didn’t need to check, the relevant reports and details of Wen Zichu were quickly reported by the media.

After sampling and analysis, the shoe found at the place where the mudslide occurred was indeed Wen Zichu’s own. This has basically determined the fact of his death.

But his body was not found. According to the local police, he might have been swept away by a large mudslide and taken to a nearby river. It was difficult to salvage the body.

On the day when the National Dance Competition ended, #凌真胜利# and #温子初遇难# were both on the hot search.

Seven years apart, two champions, one rising up, and one passing away young, had to be embarrassed.

The dance lost a national treasure master, and both inside and outside the circle paid special attention.

After Zheng Qianqian saw the news, she was stunned for ten minutes. Then she carefully read all the reports that could be found on the Internet, and finally lost her strength and fell into a chair.

“Actually…I’m not lying to me…”

After a long time, she slowly covered her face.

Within two days, new discoveries were made in the death of Wen Zichu.

Ling Zhen has been paying close attention to it, and as soon as the news came out, she saw it immediately.

[@Xx News: New discovery of Wen Zichu’s death! The police entered the hotel room where Wen Zichu was staying and found a critical illness notice in it! ……】

Things turned around again, and online speculation began to turn to Wen Zichu who committed suicide. After all, since this incident was exposed, there have always been questions on the Internet, why would a good dancer appear in such a remote mountainous area in the middle of the night?

But with this critical illness notice, everything seems to be explainable. Young and talented, but terminally ill. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life in chemotherapy, so I chose this way to end my life.

Wen Zichu’s body was again cast over a layer of regrettable tragedy.

The Oriental Song and Dance Troupe stopped work for a week because of this, and Ling Zhen watched various news at home every day.

“Wen Zichu committed suicide due to illness” gradually became the conclusion of the whole network, and then the popularity gradually weakened.

There was too much information on the Internet, and everything seemed to be true. Ling Zhen was so dizzy that he couldn’t believe anything in the end. The results of Wei Xituo’s investigation in the place where the incident occurred were roughly the same.

Ling Zhen was more willing to believe that he really found a way and went back to the fairy world. And her life didn’t seem to have changed because of Wen Zichu’s departure.

The only change is that she is a bit clingy than before.

The seeds of restlessness were not so easy to pluck out. Ling Zhen stayed at home every day, wilting a little bit more than before, but also sticking Wei Xi more than before.

Two days later, Wei Xi came home from get off work and saw her holding a tablet on the sofa. The man came over, squatted down, and took away what was in her hand.

Ling Zhen didn’t grab it either, just rubbed forward along with his movements and hugged him.

Wei Xi touched the top of her hair and said, “Go and change clothes.”

Ling Zhen raised his face and asked, “What are you doing?”

“Dating,” Wei Xi said, “to make you happy.”

Ling Zhen’s mood has been a little depressed recently.

It’s not noisy, it’s just too awkward.

When the two went out, Wei Xi held Ling Zhen’s hands next to his arm.

In the autumn, the air became colder, and Ling Zhen realized that he hadn’t been out for too long. Take a breath of the outside air, as if the depression that has been accumulating in my heart has dispersed a little.

Ling Zhen shook Wei Xi’s arm and walked bouncely as before.

The two ate dinner and watched a movie like ordinary couples.

In the back row of the cinema, the seats were connected, and the middle armrest was lifted up. Ling Zhen leaned against Wei Xi’s arms, and the man lowered his head to kiss her.

The sound of the theater is very good, and the sound is rumbling as if it is surrounded from all sides.

There seemed to be overlapping figures around, but Ling Zhen still felt very ashamed.

Blushing, she held Wei Xi’s shoulders, and then gasped for a while and whispered, “Why are you making me happy?”

Wei Xi pecked the tip of her nose, “Are you happy?”

Ling Zhen shrank his neck, then leaned forward, rubbing against his neck, and the corners of his lips curled up.

In fact, I am a lot happier.

After the movie ended, Ling Zhen felt guilty and dared to go out after putting on his mask. The man beside him looked calm, without any shame.

The top floor of the mall is a Ferris wheel, which has become a mecca for couples to check in. Ling Zhen relaxed, holding Wei Xi’s hand, and queuing to sit.

It was their turn, a yellow carriage. Ling Zhen grabbed Wei Xi: “Don’t do this! Let’s wait for a transparent one.”

After another four or five turns, Ling Zhen excitedly pulled Wei Xi into the transparent carriage.

The two sat facing each other, Ling Zhen prone to watch the night view of the city on the glass, blushing with excitement.

The Ferris wheel turned very slowly. After watching it for a while, Ling Zhen lost interest. Turning his body back, the man opposite is looking.

Ling Zhen squeezed her fingers embarrassedly: “Wei Xi, I’m already happy.”

She has been fainting recently, Wei Xi didn’t say much, but she would hug her at night and pat her back gently.

Wei Xi stretched out her hand, took Ling Zhen’s arm, and brought it to her side.

“Ah, it will shake!–“

Ling Zhen was a little frightened, and stood up cautiously, then danglingly sat on Wei Xi’s side and took his hand.

The Ferris wheel slowly turned and rose, and the carriage was quiet, and the lights in the distance became one piece of light, which filled the night with people.

Wei Xi put her arms around her and asked softly, “Afraid?”

Ling Zhen knew that he was asking about something recent, so she nodded, “Yeah.”

Indeed… scared.

Wei Xi’s voice was low and steady: “Illness, accidents, life and death are common occurrences.”

Ling Zhen raised his eyes.

“Death will always come. It’s good to leave no regrets while you are alive,” Wei Xi said, “Don’t be afraid.”

Ling Zhen slapped his eyelashes.

I realized that Wei Xi was enlightening her.

He thought she was frightened by the sudden death, afraid.

Ling Zhen suddenly smiled, and his heart suddenly became soft and empty.

Wei Xi looked down and saw the little girl’s bright smiling eyes, reflecting the distant lights.

Her voice was very soft: “Wei Xi, I’m not afraid of death.”

Ling Zhen leaned in his ear, as if revealing an incredible secret.

“I am not afraid of death,” she said quietly, with a warm breath, “I am afraid to leave you.”

Wei Xi was startled.

The Ferris wheel turned to the apex, and they were at the top of the silent city. In a daze, there is a wonderful illusion that only them are left in this world.

After a long time, the man put the little girl in his arms and stroked her head.

“Then stay with me forever,” he said softly, “and even be together in death.”

When Wei Xi walked in, Ling Xuan had just rushed towards Ling Zhen who was ignorant.

Like a vicious slow motion.

Both the heart and breathing stopped suddenly, and at that moment, a violent panic enveloped him like a balloon.

The cold-hearted man does not believe in gods and Buddhas…but within a thousandth of a second, he actually prayed to God in his heart.

… Fortunately, fortunately.

Wei Xi hugged the person tightly into her arms, and the warm and soft touch was real. With a slight tremor, her breath swept across his neck, bringing the heart back to life.

There was noisy surroundings, but he didn’t move, so he hugged him tightly for a long time.

Ling Zhen was relieved in his arms. After the anger and fear were tossing, she went down again. She hugged Wei Xi and felt so sad.

Wei Xi is a very stable and powerful man.

But she scared him.

Afraid of her injury, fear of her having an accident, fear of him too late to take care of her.

Wei Xi said many times that she was not allowed to leave, but this was the first time that she clearly and deeply realized that this person could not lose her.

This terrible, darkening villain… This man who loves her and loves her, he needs her.

What about her?

After the life spirit ball on the collarbone was hot, it finally cooled down completely, and the real Su Chen opened the door to the fairy.

Ling Zhen hid in Wei Xi’s arms and rubbed his head. After being panicked and sorrowful, his thinking suddenly became clear.

When she came here, she wanted to go back. But now, the fetters can’t be let go. She had seen how important she was in Wei Xi’s heart, how she would shake her hand and leave him alone in this world in pain.

Ling is really a soul who gathers spirits. He was born under the seat of the master, and grew into a simple and carefree little girl. The senior brother and sister told her that they were born like this, even if they were born again, they would still gather spirits and return to their place.

Then… after having tasted the joy of mortal dust, why can’t she live like a mortal in the past few decades.

The fairy world is clear and bright, full of spiritual energy, and is a good place for practice.

But… There is Wei Xi in the world.

If you are with him in this short time, it will be colorful.

Because that’s the person she likes.

Ling Zhen held Wei Xi and rubbed his head against his neck.

“Wei Xi, don’t be afraid,” she said, “I’m here, I’m not leaving.”

Wei Xi hugged her tightly, and when she raised her head again, the breath of her body was already suppressed.

“It’s okay?” He lowered his eyes.

Ling Zhen raised his face and nodded quickly: “I’m fine!”

Wei Xi looked at her whole body carefully, then averted her gaze and swept her gaze downwards, her black eyes were so cold that there was no warmth.

Ling Zhen followed and saw the medical staff lift the unconscious Ling Xuan away. Her appearance looked very bad, with blood on her head, face, and body. When she lifted her up, her limbs were limp, and she seemed to have been thrown away. broken.

Ling Zhen subconsciously leaned in Wei Xi’s arms, feeling afraid for a while.

If it was a little later, she would be the one who fell like that.

Ling Xuan was like this suddenly, she just had a vague guess, but after all, she didn’t know what this sister was thinking in her heart. She just suddenly remembered that in the original book, Ling Xuan indirectly pissed her off by informing Wei’s mother, and was finally retaliated by Wei Xi, which was also a disability.

And she could have escaped this ending, but in the end she took the blame, harmed others and herself, and paid the price she should have paid.

On that day, because many people witnessed Ling Xuan’s suspicion of intentionally hurting others, the police came to the hospital to investigate. Ling Zhen cooperated to make a transcript. Because he didn’t want to disturb Wei’s mother, he went home directly.

Later, I heard that Ling Xuan’s leg fell very badly, and it was very likely that she would spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair, and she no longer had the ability to harm others. But there was a baby less than one month old in her belly, which was unstable before, and she fell completely lost after this fall.

After Ling Zhen heard about this, she probably understood her psychology. This elder sister with good eyes and low hands probably blocked the child for the rest of her life, but regrettably she was disappointed again. After her mentality collapsed, she blamed her unsuccessful sister on the sister she thought she was proud of, so she tried to harm her by killing her.

…It’s so sad. I’ve been jealous of others and blame others all my life. I never look back at myself and reflect on myself. This is Ling Xuan.

After hearing the news, Ling’s father and mother first went to the hospital to make a fuss, then forced to ask the child’s father, and then went to the already messy Yuanda to make a fuss, causing Wang Yuan’s life to be everywhere. jump.

Under Wei Xi’s operation, Ling Xuan’s attempted murder will be severely punished. After several weeks of review, Yuanda was completely cold.

But these have nothing to do with Ling Zhen.

September has arrived, and the National Dance Competition is just around the corner.

When the spirit orbs are exhausted, there will be no backlash for her, but since then, she has lost an extra warmth. Ling Zhen thought, Teacher Wen came so early, wouldn’t he have spent seven or eight years as usual without aura?

But… Recently, Mr. Wen has been seeing the dragon without seeing the end, and his career in dancing has almost been put on hold. There are speculations about him in the industry. Some say that he has been dancing for many years because of his injuries, and some say that his realm is deeper. The singing and dancing troupe was also unaware of it, and it was full of various discussions.

Perhaps only Ling Zhen knew what his true purpose was, but she couldn’t tell.

The day is back on track, and Ling Zhen’s choreography is basically completed.

She set the difficulty factor very high with the goal of making the personal battle of the competition a hit. Even she herself needs to be extremely focused and careful when jumping to avoid making mistakes.

The head of the group had seen some of her difficult moves, and was shocked, but he couldn’t help but feel a little worried. But she knows the truth better than anyone else-high risk can have high returns. If this thin wire is stepped on, Ling Zhen might really win this year’s championship.

In this way, even if Ling Zhen wants to leave the group and fly solo, the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe has won two national championships. From any level, the group leader feels that he has made a lot of money.

Ling Zhen walked steadily one step at a time, and never lost his basic skills every day. On this day, in the dance troupe, she suddenly met an unexpected person.

——”Sister Qianqian?”

Ling Zhen hadn’t recognized the figure outside the rehearsal room. He looked at it carefully before confirming, and quickly walked out: “Why are you here!”

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Zheng Qianqian glanced around in the rehearsal room, then took another look in the rehearsal room next door, as if looking for someone.

Ling Zhen followed and looked around, a little at a loss.

Zheng Qianqian did not look at the person she was looking for, sighed and cursed: “I’m really not here!”

Ling Zhen was even more at a loss: “Sister Qianqian, didn’t you come to me?”

“I’m looking for you,” Zheng Xiqian said, “Are you busy now? I’m asking you to complain about your teacher Wen.”

Ling Zhen’s eyes widened, “Huh?”

When did Sister Xiqian get involved with Teacher Wen? ?

After half an hour, the two of them were sitting in the cafe opposite to the dance troupe. Zheng Qianqian looked at Ling Zhen with a grieving expression: “I just want to ask, you guys who are immortal, don’t care about boys and girls, right? Is it so hard to chase?”

Ling Zhen drank the strawberry milkshake and blinked.

Although she wanted to deny it, she thought about Wei Xi, as if…

Wei Xi has always been quite difficult.

Ling Zhen smiled secretly, then rubbed the tip of his nose: “What’s the matter? Why do you say that?”

Zheng Qianqian looked at her stupidly for a while, and then suddenly broke out: “Isn’t the old lady chasing someone? If you want to refuse, you refuse! What does Wen Zichu mean, ah? What does he mean-he actually sent this kind of text message to the old lady, this Do you look down on me!!!”

Ling Zhen was stunned.

She was first stunned by the news that Zheng Qianq was chasing Wen Zichu, and it took a long time before she picked up her mobile phone and took a look.

The above are all messages sent by Zheng Qianqian in the past. Teacher Wen has replied, but the reply is obviously much simpler.

In the last dialogue, Zheng Qianqian asked him whether he was busy lately. After a long time, Teacher Wen replied one.

[My fate is short, I’m really sorry, Miss Cheng, don’t waste time on me. ]

Ling Zhen was taken aback.

Zheng Qianqian is still frantic: “I’ve been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, this is the first time I have encountered this kind of reason for rejection!! That handsome guy who seems to be very serious and aloof, dare to say anything when he tells a lie?? He Why don’t you say that you have a terminal illness? You will die soon, don’t you look down on me!”

Ling Zhen was silent.

Teacher Wen is indeed not the kind of person who can lie casually. If he says he will die soon, then…

An inexplicable anxiety surged in Ling Zhen’s heart. She suppressed the thoughts and tried to appease Zheng Qianqian.

Fortunately, sister Qianqian is also happy to see Lie, and wants to engage in a fairy man. She has suffered more emotional injuries than others have talked about, and she has a very strong self-regulation ability.

“Does my old lady want a man, the next one is even better!!”

“Come on! Fuck this cup of milk, forget that boy!!”

Ling Zhen followed with a smile, but pretended to have something in his heart.

…

The southwest border.

Silent dense forest mountain tops.

A man in a mountaineering suit stood on the top of the mountain, looking towards the distant sky.

He has a handsome face, slightly furrowed eyebrows, and closes his eyes to feel the spirit current surging around him.

The leaves were whirling and rustling, and the mountain wind reverberated in the valley, like a response from outside the sky.

He seemed to be holding a piece of jade in his hand, emitting a radiant light. As he was holding his breath, the light grew stronger and stronger, and in the end-a “crack” sound.

With the sound like an egg breaking, a crack suddenly appeared on the smooth surface of the jade.

Wen Zichu opened his eyes, looked at the crack, and smiled faintly.

“It’s been so many years, it’s not easy…”

He packed his backpack and started to follow the direction of the rift and walk deeper into the mountain.

Putting the jade back into his pocket, his finger touched something hard and he took it out to see that it was a phone that had been turned off.

Wen Zi thought about it for the first time, and finally turned on the phone.

He regards this human experience as a calamity. These years of living like a mortal, although not helpful to cultivation, it is a kind of mental training. Wen Zichu had no initial anger and unwillingness for a long time. Of course, his long-cherished wish of returning to the throne was about to be fulfilled, and he did not get the ecstasy that he wished.

Thinking back to the past few years, honors, flowers, applause… the impression of mortals seems to have been blurred, and there is nothing worth remembering.

…No, there are still some.

The phone was turned on, and it was difficult to connect to the misty signal in the mountain. Then, a few new text messages rushed out——

[I’m not wasting time on you! Do not worry! ! ]

[But my mother is not a ticket! I really liked you at the time, but forget it if you are not interested! ]

[However, if you are really sick, remember to get treatment! Don’t delay at a young age! ! ]

Wen Zichu did not reply.

The emotion that mortals “like” is too unfamiliar to him, and too incomprehensible. But its enthusiasm and impulse, Wen Zichu can finally feel it.

This is probably the reason… Ling Zhen didn’t want to leave.

–

Finally, the day came the day before the National Dance Competition.

Ling Zhen heard from Song Ling that there were a lot of people who signed up this time. From the southern side, Song Zhi, an “old friend”, would also come to participate. Although she is not to be afraid, the top talents in dance academies from all over the country have been sent in. After the audition, all the people left are ruthless. This year is expected to be a tough battle.

Ling Zhen was a little nervous when she said that.

After all, it is a big game to pave the way for the future. Although it is not good to win or lose, after all, success or failure is also very important.

Moreover, after all, it was Wei Xi who wanted her to set up her own dance studio. She didn’t want to lose the chain on her own strength.

Ling Zhen was dangling around at home to relieve anxiety, thinking about actions and competition rules. But Wei Xi has been sitting calmly on the bedside, looking down at his mobile phone.

Ling Zhen swayed twice in front of the pink and tender bed, but he didn’t respond.

The little girl is a little bit upset.

When I walked to the table, I opened the box of the storage rack, exerted a little effort, and made a “swipe and pull” sound.

Wei Xi raised her eyes.

Ling Zhen turned his back to him, without turning his head, his fingers rummaged in the box.

The man’s voice sounded behind: “What are you looking for?”

Ling Zhen secretly snorted, and reluctantly replied: “Look for the lipstick for tomorrow.”

Wei Xi put down the phone and walked over, “What color number? I’ll find it for you.”

Ling Zhen turned around and looked at him: “You only care about it now.”

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Wei Xi lowered her eyes, saw a little bit of irritation on her little face, and curled her lips: “Unhappy?”

Ling Zhen felt that she was a little hypocritical, but she was really anxious and nervous. She said, “I will play tomorrow! Don’t you worry about it?”

Wei Xi stretched out her hand to wrap her waist, took a step back, sat down by the bed, and hugged her to her lap.

“Don’t worry,” Wei Xi bowed her head and kissed her lips, “because you are the best.”

Ling Zhen groaned twice, but the corners of her rosy lips curled up a little, and the bright apricot eyes showed a little smile.

She seemed to have been coaxed in a word.

“There are many people who are better than me,” Ling Zhen leaned in his arms, scratching his collar with fingers, pretending to say nonchalantly: “Oh, who else, that Song Zhi-she also came to participate in the competition. It.”

Wei Xi paused: “Song Zhi?”

At first glance, the name was strange, and he had no impression.

Ling Zhen blinked, a little happy and a little skeptical, and mumbled: “It’s so unsympathetic, I have forgotten my name after having dinner with others…”

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows and reacted.

He hugged the person to his body and smiled softly: “I remember, do I need to remember it more.”

“Don’t think about it!” Ling Zhen said quickly.

She stretched out her hand, hooked his neck, and stared at him: “You can still be more unfeeling!”

Wei Xi smiled, hooked her thin white neck, and lowered her head: “Well, I just miss you.”

Ling Zhen groaned and kissed him for a while.

The anxiety and tension had long been forgotten, she sat on his lap with her legs bent, rubbing his neck with her little head greasy.

Wei Xi hugged her like a cat, with her fingers running down her spine a little bit, as if she was shun Mao, Ling Zhen squinted.

He asked: “Are you busier than finishing the race?”

Ling Zhen leaned on him: “Not busy.”

Wei Xi said, “Do you want to go out and play.”

Ling Zhen’s eyes lit up: “Where are you going!”

Her exploration of the world is still limited to the places where she went out to film and dance troupe tours. There are so many beautiful sceneries in the world, of course she wants to see it.

Especially, I want to visit with Wei Xi.

Wei Xi curled her lips: “You can go anywhere you want.”

He hasn’t taken a vacation for many years, and it happens to be available now. The vacation used to be meaningless to him, but now, it is different.

Ling Zhen was immediately very excited, and touched his knees: “Then I’ll do my homework when I’m okay!”

“Well,” Wei Xi lowered her eyes, pressed to her ear, and whispered, “Also…By the way, I will make up the wedding.”

The topic turned a bit quickly, Ling Zhen’s eyes flickered twice.

They were originally married by contract, but of course there was no wedding. But she knows that here, the wedding is a witness to a couple, and it is a very, very important ceremony.

Wei Xi looked at her with dark eyes: “Okay.”

Ling Zhen licked his lips and asked him, “What are the benefits of having a wedding?”

Wei Xi said: “The advantage is that you can just go on your honeymoon.”

Ling Zhen opened a pair of curious and innocent apricot eyes, and then asked, “What do you want to do on your honeymoon?”

Wei Xi looked at her with a smile.

After a while, he leaned over and whispered something in her ear, and then the little girl’s face slowly climbed into a red glow.

Wha, what a newlywed Yaner, what **!

——What are they all!

–

The competition was held as scheduled, and the first day was the group stage.

Competitors in the same group are assigned to the same theme and perform impromptu performances within a limited time. The judges will comprehensively score based on the difficulty and completeness of the action.

The first day of the game was not difficult. Ling Zhen was assigned the theme of “Nebula”. Hearing from Song Zhi, her group of judges are the most strict, but Ling Zhen is not nervous anymore when he arrives on the court, and the whole person performs very well.

After the performance was completed, the judges exchanged their eyes, and their expressions also had a tacit meaning.

——Well, championship reserve player.

On the first day of the group match, Ling Zhen met a lot of capable players, but did not meet familiar faces such as Song Zhi.

When she finished walking outside, she heard someone talking.

“Hey, I thought I could see Wen Zichu, my male god…”

“It’s a pity. He came last year. I don’t know what’s going on this year…”

Ling Zhen paused slightly, without saying anything.

In the evening, the results of the group stage were announced. The organizing committee of the competition eliminated more than half of the people, and in the end only 30 players were left. Only two of the four contestants of the Oriental Song and Dance Ensemble were left. Ling Zhen and Song Ling both successfully entered the finals.

Waiting until the next day to go to the venue, it was obviously much colder than the first day.

Ling Zhen saw Song Zhi. She can make it to the finals, and she must have worked hard since this time. After meeting Ling Zhen’s gaze, she obviously also had the desire to win and lose.

Ling Zhen doesn’t despise any opponent, but she doesn’t care much about someone. She is still reviewing her dance moves in her heart.

The final is divided into two rounds, all of which are drawn by lottery, and each person’s personal display is carried out. Only 10 people can be left in the first round. In the second round, the champion, runner-up and runner-up will be determined by score.

In the first round in the morning, the performers also tried their best to show their skills.

By this time, the champions had basically been revealed: two dancers from the south, a girl from the northwest division, plus Ling Zhen. They did not communicate with each other, but after the end of the round, the names of all four of them were among the ten.

Song Ling regretted stopping there. She was already satisfied, but when she saw that Song Zhi had actually made the top ten, she was a bit unwilling to do so.

“Sister Zhenzhen, hold on, and you must crush her to death!”

Ling Zhen smiled, “Okay.”

In fact, she shouldn’t be needed to suppress Song Zhi, her opponent is someone else.

Ling Zhen’s mentality has always been very stable.

She originally thought that the competition would go through this smoothly, but after noon, she didn’t know why, she suddenly felt a sense of horror.

I can’t explain it clearly, and I can’t explain it. Ling Zhen rubbed his chest, sat in the waiting room, bowed his head and sent a text message to Wei Xi.

“I seem to be nervous again.”

Wei Xi was in the company, but the news came back quickly: “Don’t be nervous.”

“After the match, I will pick you up to eat mango ice.”

Ling Zhen curled her lips and smiled.

The number she drew is in the middle, good or bad, and will be on the court in a while.

The panic in my heart could not be suppressed, and the mango ice did not work. Ling Zhen took a few deep breaths and wanted to turn off the phone, but suddenly heard a “dingdong”.

Her heart jumped, and then began to speed up inexplicably.

Ling Zhen looked down. It was a new email from Wen Zichu.

It was an email sent regularly, delivered to Lingzhen’s mailbox on the hour, but she didn’t know when he sent it. Ling Zhen clicked on it and saw that there was an attachment location map and a short sentence.

-“The choice is yours.”

Ling Zhen stared at these four words blankly for a while.

However, in this minute, an explosive news is sweeping the Internet.

Someone in the waiting room first gave a “fuck”, stood up and turned over the chair. Immediately afterwards, the room was filled with unbelievable voices one after another.

“real or fake?!”

“Fuck, isn’t it!!”

“I do not believe!!–“

Ling Zhen was dumbfounded, and turned to look at Song Ling who was with her next to her: “What’s wrong…?”

Song Ling slowly raised her head, her eyes were red with tears glowing.

“Sister Zhenzhen, this…”

Ling Zhen took the phone from her hand and checked the content on the page.

[@Xx新闻: Important news! Large-scale mudslides occurred in xx mountains in x county x province in southwest my country due to a heavy rain overnight! my country’s famous dance artist Wen Zichu died unfortunately! It has been basically confirmed by the shoes left at the scene……]

Song Ling collapsed, “Mr. Wen, is dead?!”

Ling Zhen’s pupils contracted and her face was blank.

Ling Xuan hid in the toilet, looking at the slender white stick in her hand, two red bars were clearly reflected on it.

Her expression changed from dazed to ecstasy little by little.

–bingo! She was actually hit!

Since climbing to Wang Yuan, she has disconnected from the previous man. In the past two months, she has only had relations with Wang Yuan, and the child must be his!

Ling Xuan put on her clothes, raised her head, and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror.

Because of the chaotic days of the past year, her face has actually lost its previous state. The long-term staying up night clubbing has aggravated her eye-tail lines and nasolabial lines, which must be covered by makeup. She was originally older than Ling Zhen, and her best years are left in the past few years.

Fortunately, she met Wang Yuan! And now, she has a new backing!

Ling Xuan smiled triumphantly in the mirror. As long as she catches the man Wang Yuan and acts as a good helper when he is in full bloom, she can live the life she wants!

She tidyed up her silk nightdress, revealing a looming career line, draped curly hair, and walked out of the bathroom.

This is Wang Yuan’s residence in City A. Ling Xuan has lived here recently. Wang Yuan has come here recently except for going home. Ling Xuan was not in a hurry to tell Wang Yuan that she was pregnant, she wanted to make this man inseparable from her step by step, and then choose a suitable time to tell him!

At this time, Wang Yuan was lying on the big bed with his upper body naked, calling his friend: “I will be at the Chunyue Tower tomorrow. I will treat you. If you don’t come, you will lose face!”

“What’s the happy event! It’s been a long time, everyone gather together–“

“Mr. Wei? Which Mr. Wei?-Oh, you say Wei Xi, it’s called, anyway, I’m not bad for a treat. Well, then you go call it!…”

Ling Xuan lay gently beside him, rubbing Wang Yuan’s arm. After the man hung up the phone, she said softly, “Brother Yuan, when your project is completed, do you want to go out and relax?”

“Relieve?” Wang Yuan put his arms around her and thought for a while, “It’s okay.”

He is so young and all his good time is wasted on work. It is time to reward himself!

Ling Xuan leaned on him and said happily: “Then, shall we go to Europe?”

She consciously used the word “we”, but Wang Yuan didn’t respond, and turned over and pressed it up, and the two quickly rolled together.

For the two of them, one felt that he was young and promising, and the other felt that he had seized the happiness of the second half of his life. After indulging in pleasure, it was a night dream.

Early the next morning, they were awakened by a sharp ringing–

Wang Yuan rolled over and pushed the person next to him impatiently: “Answer the phone.”

Ling Xuan had to open her eyes and crossed Wang Yuan to pick up the phone he had placed on the bedside: “Hello?”

The opposite side was quiet, and then asked: “Is it Mr. Wang Yuan from Yuanda Investment?”

When Ling Xuan heard that it was Wang Yuan’s business partner, she immediately softened her voice, expressing a knowledgeable temperament: “Yes, who are you? What can I do with Mr. Wang?”

The opposite is calm: “We are from the tax bureau, please call Mr. Wang Yuan.”

Ling Xuan was stunned. She realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly pushed Wang Yuan: “Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, answer the phone!”

Wang Yuan scolded “trash” very irritably, and then took it up impatiently: “Hey, who?”

But after a minute, the impatience on his face disappeared cleanly, and sweat began to drip from his forehead.

“…Please cooperate with our investigation, thank you!”

When he hung up, Wang Yuan was already sweating profusely.

Ling Xuan leaned over: “Brother Yuan…”

Wang Yuan pushed her away, and Ling Xuan was unprepared and was almost pushed out of bed by him.

“what!–“

Wang Yuan yelled: “Fuck Wei Xi! I’m a yin guy!”

–

Although the bankruptcy date is uncertain, Ling Zhen is very serious about taking care of Mr. Wei.

Because of this, she has become more careful about spending money these days. I haven’t paid much attention to it before. Although she is not interested in luxury goods and the like, after living with Wei Xi, the quality of life seems to have always been quite high, and the food is also very expensive. Ling Zhen secretly calculated their average monthly living expenses, which was higher than expected.

It’s not easy to keep the CEO.

The little fairy takes it as her own responsibility to support the family, with a heavy sense of responsibility on her shoulders, waiting for the day when bankruptcy arrives.

But she waited for several days, and the wind was calm and there was not even a splash of water.

In the middle, she went to Qingxi twice, and the whole company was still alive and there was no sign of panic.

Ling Zhen was very strange.

Wei Xi clearly said it was serious.

She is not looking forward to the bankruptcy of Qingxi, but just to make sure that if nothing happens, then the little skirt she was fond of can be bought by QAQ.

After thinking about it, Ling Zhen sent a text message to his nominal sister for the first time.

[Then what, is Qing Xi still bankrupt? ]

Ling Zhen was really asking questions sincerely. Because after all this was what Ling Xuan told her, she should know a little bit more information than she did.

But on the other side, when Ling Xuan received this text message, she felt that her face was slapped severely.

——Is she laughing at me? ?

Ling Xuan never expected that Wang Yuan was not as good as he bragged, let alone bankrupt Qing Xi, but Wei Xi had brought out economic and administrative responsibilities, and he might even bear criminal responsibility!

But she has come this far, and there is a seed in her belly, it is too bad to give up Wang Yuan! After all, he is also a rich second-generation, even if the company is engaged in pornography, the family is still rich. On the contrary, being by Wang Yuan’s side at this kind of moment can better show that she is unique in her love and righteousness.

Ling Xuan made up her mind, then lowered her head and saw Ling Zhen’s text message again, her heart suddenly choked.

Why doesn’t Ling Zhen need to think about this? Why is her husband so good, she can easily get everything she wants?

Ling Xuan’s face was jealous for a second, and then she deleted the text message fiercely.

…

Ling Zhen didn’t receive a reply all day, so she had to ask the Lord Master as a last resort.

Although Wei Xi hasn’t gone bankrupt, she is still doing housework. After dinner, he took the bowl to the kitchen to wash, and Ling Zhen stood by the wall and stared at him.

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The man’s shirt sleeves were rolled up, he put the bowl on the shelf, and looked up: “What?”

Ling Zhen asked slowly, “When will I support you?”

Wei Xi paused, then the corner of her lips twitched, her black eyes were stained with a smile: “Remember?”

Ling Zhen probably knew by looking at his expression that things must be settled by him.

Although there is a little sense of accomplishment and lost the opportunity to enslave him, of course it is best if the company is fine.

She exhaled and blinked her eyes: “Then I can buy a skirt.”

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows.

Ling Zhen touched his head embarrassedly: “It’s a bit expensive, I didn’t dare buy it before.”

Wei Xi looked at her and sighed softly: “Come here.”

Ling Zhen passed over obediently.

The man’s finger was cold, and he nodded on her forehead: “I keep you, and you can buy as much as you want.”

Ling Zhen raised his hand and rubbed the water mark on his forehead: “Oh.”

Then… Then she can buy two!

–

Yuanda’s tax review has appeared on the social page of the newspaper in City A. The banquet at the Chunyue Tower, which Wei Xi rejected, was ultimately unsuccessful.

Wang Yuan encountered the biggest Waterloo in his career, and this Waterloo was still caused by Wei Xi!

He couldn’t settle the balance himself, so he had to bow his head to help find a relationship with his family. He didn’t even dare to see his friends for a week. The frustration and aggrieved were extremely frustrated, and no one was pleasing to his eyes. But when he returned to his residence, a woman leaned forward to bother him.

Seeing him coming back, Ling Xuan leaned in and asked Nuan, “Brother Yuan, how is the situation?”

When Wang Yuan saw her face, he thought of Ling Zhen naturally, and then thought of Wei Xi naturally, and suddenly he didn’t beat him up: “Not so much!”

Ling Xuan smirked: “I will pour you a glass of water? To calm down.”

Wang Yuan didn’t want to calm down at all, he just wanted this face to disappear from his eyes. He waved his hand irritably: “This house will be taken away by my dad then, so you should pack up and move out!”

Ling Xuan was stunned. She didn’t expect Wang Yuan to turn his face when he said that he turned his face! I originally thought of using pregnancy as a trump card, but now I have to play it in advance: “Brother Yuan, I am pregnant with your child.”

Who knows that Wang Yuan didn’t respond at all: “Who the hell knows who it is, maybe it was your former godfather!”

Ling Xuan’s whole body is like falling into an ice cave: “I have only you in the past few months!”

Wang Yuan sneered: “If you come from that kind of place, don’t play this set!”

Ling Xuan was a little panicked, and rushed to hug him: “You believe me, the child is really yours! I want to give birth to him for you!”

Wang Yuan was so annoyed that he pushed her away: “Who the hell wants your seed! I tell you the truth, when I took you away, I just saw you look a bit like that female celebrity! It’s just for fun, it’s serious. There are hundreds of thousands of things to take from Lao Tzu, take it and get out!”

Ling Xuan was pushed to the ground, her mentality really collapsed.

Wang Yuan is a scumbag, she recognizes it, but she never dreamed that she thought she was finally waiting for her early days, but it was just because she looked like Lingzhen? !

But obviously Ling Zhen is her younger sister, if she looks like Ling Zhen looks like her too! Why? ! People who were inferior to her in everything when she was a child are now better than her in everything! Even the dad planted in her belly likes Lingzhen’s face!

Ling Xuan sat slumped on the ground, her lower abdomen aching, her expression seemed crazy and smiled.

…

Ling Zhen didn’t know what happened to Ling Xuan.

The days are still going on. It just happened to be the day when she usually visited Wei’s mother, so she went to the hospital.

Ling Zhen entered the gate of the hospital. Wei Xi called. He was about to come from the company, saying that he had reached the door, and asked her if she wanted to eat egg waffles outside.

Ling Zhen walked slowly towards the top of the stairs and pondered: “Forget it, mom can’t eat sweets. Let’s buy them when we go out.”

Wei Xi smiled over there, “Wait for me, come right away.”

Ling Zhen stopped obediently, “Okay, I’ll be waiting for you here on the stairs.”

When Ling Xuan took the medicine bill and walked to the lobby on the first floor, what she saw was such a scene.

When she fell, her lower body was bleeding, and her mood was frustrated, so the doctor recommended to stay in bed for observation. She was now wearing a hospital gown and her face was withered.

And her younger sister, wearing a cute and playful little peach-heart skirt, is a well-known big brand’s new season, with a little girly charm in her girly sense. Her skin condition is also very good, fair and supple, and her face is covered with collagen, looking like a young girl who has just grown up.

The most dazzling thing is that the smile on her face carries a kind of unconscious happiness.

It seems that there is no trouble, no need to worry, someone can always love her and protect her.

Ling Xuan stared at her back, thinking about why.

Past events came to mind one by one, from the time when Ling Zhen was beaten in the face at the dance party, to Wei Xi’s contempt and insult to her, she was all counted on Ling Zhen. Even the life in her stomach was not recognized, she blamed Ling Zhen.

Ling Xuan’s eyes were red, staring at Ling Zhen’s back, step by step close.

Why does she have everything? Why is she so happy? ?

Blame her for losing her audition qualification for “Fairy Questions”! Decreased to be the third blame for the married man! Blame her for being pregnant with this child who shouldn’t show up! Blame her for everything!

Let her sister die!

Ling Xuan lost her mind, rushed towards Ling Zhen, and stretched out her hand——

Ling Zhen originally leaned on the railing at the top of the stairs, looking at the mobile phone and waiting for Wei Xi. There were a dozen steps down in front of him.

She didn’t hear the footsteps behind her at first, reminding her that it was the Lingzhu that suddenly heated up between the collarbone.

At that moment, she could feel that the Lingzhu had finally been consumed to the end, reminding her of something at the last moment.

So Ling Zhen almost instinctively tilted her body, and just at this moment, she pushed her hands heavily, and she could rub her back–it was pushed away!

Ling Zhen’s body was still swayed in the air, and quickly grabbed the handrail.

Between the lightning and the fire, the person who pushed her lost his focus, and the whole person flew toward the steps, and rolled directly down the stairs!

The whole hospital lobby was in an uproar–

Ling Zhen was so scared that he couldn’t make a sound. Looking at the person lying motionless under the stairs, his toes moved: “It seems, yes…”

She was stiff all over, and just about to move forward a little, there was a sudden force behind her.

Then, she was dragged into the man’s arms.

Someone screamed downstairs to save people.

Ling Zhen smelled a familiar smell, knew that it was Wei Xi, and finally settled down. Then, suddenly from the messy voice, I heard a rapid gasp in my ear.

After a cry, there was no way to structure it.

His heartbeat was also fast, pounding his chest hard.

Ling Zhen had never seen Wei Xi like this before, and her heart was sour and soft for a while.

“…Ling Zhen,” Wei Xi said with a dumb voice, “Ling Zhen.”

“Yeah.” She answered sadly.

Then raised his hand, hugged him, and patted him on the back: “Wei Xi, are you scared?”

His emotions were too late to converge, and panic and fear did not need to be translated, and they were passed straight to her eyes.

It took a long time for Wei Xi to speak.

“Ok.”

Scared to death.