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This night, Shen Wanqing did not confront her like before, and Lu Zhixia always felt that something was missing.

Her heart was cut like a knife, and she had no time to think more. If she couldn't solve it mentally, she vented it through her body.

Lu Zhixia tossed about for a day, two days, and three days in different ways.

The sun rises and sets, the moon rises and the moon sets, and the stars appear and disappear. They just toss about at home for three days.

They are like decadent Yin Junzi, addicted to Biaoji.

No one said much, no one asked questions, smoked, drank water, ate in between intervals... and then returned to the original state.

In the past three days, the curtains at home have not been opened, Jiang Menglai has called, and someone knocked at the door. I don't know if it is Qin Zheng or Jiang Menglai.

Cen Qingyi didn't pay any attention to it, and buried her head in tinkering.

Shen Wanqing's breathing would be messy, but she would not make a sound, she seemed to be holding back.

Lu Zhixia didn't force it either, she had an abnormal fever this time, the feeling was not strong in the early stage, and she couldn't stop it in the later stage.

The advantage of the top AO is that they are extremely matched in certain aspects. Lu Zhixia performed exceptionally this time. By the third day, she had no strength at all, so all the strange thoughts disappeared.

Before going to bed, Lu Zhixia smiled wryly, man, it seems that when he has energy, he will think wildly, it's best if she is like this, it will be fine when she is tired.

Lu Zhixia had no time to take care of Shen Wanqing, so she fell asleep. She was like a defeated wolf, with scars all over her body, curled up, and tears in the corners of her eyes.

Shen Wanqing was lying next to her, but she didn't get any better. She left her with a lot of external injuries, while Lu Zhixia left her with internal injuries.

She lay on her side beside Lu Zhixia, and raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. The sleeping person seemed very sad, and the tears could not be wiped away.

Shen Wanqing lay down for a long time, then she sat up slowly, with her back bent and her head bowed, smoking a cigarette.

The people around her sometimes babbled, her voice was hoarse and she couldn't tell the number. She smoked one cigarette after another, and many pictures flashed in her mind like a lantern.

The death of her mother, the misfortune of childhood, the indifference of her stepmother, the heavy pressure of her family... She has been standing alone until she met Lu Zhixia. She thought that she would never meet someone who matched her in this life.

However, she happened to meet it.

What if we meet? She glanced at the people around her, she was only 20 years old.

In such a good situation, the 20-year-old Lu Zhixia, who is in full swing, fell in love with her.

It was unexpected for them to meet each other, and it was also unexpected for them to be together.

The strength of the Shen family and Yan Fanghua's opposition were like two walls. Shen Wanqing took a deep breath of the cigarette and rubbed the tears that were still in the corners of her eyes.

People, don't think about relying on anyone, it will make you weak.

Similarly, when you are not so strong that you are invincible, you are not qualified to say something.

Those words, those thoughts, grow wildly in the dark night.

In the end, either she cut off the branches and vines with her own hands and died of pain, or the branches and leaves finally passed through the darkness and were bathed in sunlight.

The dangerous scale was shaking, and Shen Wanqing's heart was also shaking.

She smoked the last cigarette in the box, stood up, opened the window for ventilation, and the sunlight came in through the thin cracks.

Shen Wanqing squinted her eyes and looked back at the person beside the bed. She was in a deep sleep, and the sunlight slanted on the quilt.

She gradually opened the curtains, the sun caressed the sleeping soul, while Shen Wanqing stood behind the curtains, where there was darkness that belonged to her alone.

If there were only one of them destined to live in the sun, she hoped that that person would be Lu Zhixia.

Before Shen Wanqing left, she lowered her head and put a slight turmoil on Lu Zhixia's face.

Every time is very light, extremely gentle, people who sleep soundly, have no bad temper, and .52GGd. are not unhappy.

Now she was sleeping peacefully, with a well-proportioned Hu Xi, Shen Wanqing pulled the quilt to cover her.

After going out, one of the bodyguards in the car was standing beside the car, and the other two were dozing off in the car.

They stayed here for a few days, and finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, bowed their heads and called out: "Mr. Shen."

Shen Wanqing got into the car, leaned against the back of the chair, closed her eyes, and went home silently all the way.

She wore dates, changed into pajamas, and finally stood between the cabinet and the bed, looked left and right, and walked slowly towards the bed.

After lying down for an unknown amount of time, Shen Wanqing tossed and turned, finally got up and walked to the closet.

Open it, step in, close the door, lie down on her side, under the darkness, she gradually fell into sleep, sleeping in the darkness.

When Lu Zhixia woke up, it was already in the afternoon, she was woken up by urinating.

She came back from the bathroom, looked at the empty bed, and walked to the closet after a while.

Knowing that she was not inside, but holding a sliver of hope, pulling away at that moment was just a confirmation of the disappointment in his heart.

Lu Zhixia couldn't sleep anymore, and when Xizao was in pain, her whole body was in pain. She was so hysterical before, but now she is in so much pain that she wants to live.

No one said to break up, after all, they were not together, but Lu Zhixia knew in his heart that they broke up this time.

After taking a shower and crying, Lu Zhixia put on her clothes and went downstairs to eat Mala Tang.

The boss was still enthusiastic, and she was still smiling happily. She ate the noodles and despised herself in her heart: Lu Zhixia, you have become hypocritical.

In the past, she would not hide her emotions, but now that the boss asked her about her beautiful girlfriend, she also learned how to greet her, and said specious things.

I don't know whether it is to convince the boss, or to appease my broken heart.

After the meal, Lu Zhixia went to the grandmother's shop to eat popsicles as usual.

The old grandma saw that she was so obedient, wrapped in long clothes and trousers, her neck was covered by the collar of her shirt, and praised her: "Finally I know how to wear more."

Lu Zhixia rested her cheeks and looked at the withered and yellow weeds by the roadside. She didn't want to admit it, but Mala Tang was no longer delicious, and popsicles were no longer sweet. She felt as if someone had knocked over the bottle of Coptis chinensis, and the bitter medicine was scattered everywhere. Yes, her heart is suffering.

After returning home, Lu Zhixia finally had the courage to turn on the phone.

The phone turns on, a row of missed calls and unread messages.

Many people called her, but Shen Wanqing didn't.

Mother berated her for not replying to messages, Qin Zheng asked her how she was doing, Jiang Menglai said that she had time to chat.

Yang Zhiqiao's voice call came, she clicked on it, and the other side said helplessly: "You finally answered, are you still going on the company trip?"

She scratched her head, remembering this, took a deep breath and said, "Go."

Lu Zhixia packed her bags and posted a Moments. It was her sitting on the suitcase with her long legs spread apart in a bold and unrestrained posture.

Accompanying text: Eighteen years later, I am still a peerless fierce A.

Ye Lanxi teased her: It will take 18 years to travel, and the company has been ruined by you.

With so much information on top, she couldn't help swiping the screen, and Shen Wanqing's avatar popped out.

Her heart was both uncomfortable and satisfied, like a kind of self-torture, forming a vicious circle.

In the end, she long-pressed the dialog box and directly pressed "Delete this chat". Her fingertips hung in the air for a long time, but she was reluctant to press OK.

Annoyed, she selected "Unpin", and then "Don't show the chat", the moment she put the phone in her pocket, she met Yang Zhiqiao's scrutinizing eyes.

No one spoke, Yang Zhiqiao threw over a bottle of water, she thanked her, unscrewed it and took a sip.

I don't know which star's proxy shooter I was, thinking she was a low-key big star, so I took a few pictures in succession.

When drinking water, the slightly raised neck reveals beautiful lines.

The trending search was dominated by her, and she didn't know until she got off the plane.

Luckily for my mother, fortunately, you are the only one on the hot search this time.

Lu Zhixia flipped through the photos, they all praised her for her good looks, and hoped that she would drink water live.

She smiled helplessly, people really change, she was so happy when someone praised her before.

What now? What she saw, heard, and felt, when she touched it at the end, it tasted bitter.

Shen Wanqing didn't give her anything, but took away the sweetness and sunshine in her life.

Lu Zhixia couldn't blame anyone, it was her own choice.

Yang Zhiqiao also boarded the plane, only to realize that Lu Zhixia was not going to the same place as her.

Lu Zhixia wants to go to other places first, and then go to Yunguichuan to find her.

Lu Zhixia was on the plane, wearing a blindfold to sleep, calling herself a bitch.

The matter of Biao sending was obviously a need of both parties, but Shen Wanqing said it as if it was her own desire.

Annoyed that he didn't take the initiative, he went to Tongxiang to look for wild silk, and even planned desperately: to make a new Czech wolfhound for Shen Wanqing.

Alas, along the way, Lu Zhixia fell asleep on the surface, but inside, two villains were fighting, and there was no winner in the end.

After getting off the plane, Yang Zhiqiao told her to be careful not to be kidnapped.

Lu Zhixia was not in the mood to bicker, and asked in bewilderment: You and Yang Ge are fighting for business results for a month, and you still have the mind to travel. Didn't you go to Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan to develop your business?

Yang Zhiqiao: You all know this? You shut up, you know too much, be careful to be silenced by me.

Lu Zhixia: [rolling eyes]

Bickering with Yang Zhiqiao, he calmed down for a while.

Lu Zhixia is bold and careful, with a sweet mouth and diligent legs. After checking in, she quickly got acquainted with the front desk by virtue of her beauty, and grasped the location of possible wild silk in Tongxiang City.

She didn't delay, and went to the village at night, asking door to door.

For this reason, she also told a touching story, of course based on Shen Wanqing's story, plus her later exaggeration, which moved the local villagers to tears.

The amount of wild silk is small and the price is expensive, and the later processing into the material and fabric Shen Wanqing wants is also expensive.

Lu Zhixia thought about how expensive it could be, and finally got a quotation, saying that it would cost tens of thousands per catty.

According to Lu Zhixia's needs, the boss estimated to her that at least a few dozen catties of wild silk would be needed, and on this basis, it would be processed and the best part extracted to be made into fabric.

Afterwards, if some silk is put into the body of the Czech wolfhound, the boss means that the stuffing will not be visible, so don’t take such a good one.

"No," Lu Zhixia said earnestly, "It must be the same from the inside to the outside."

"Then I recommend you to make a smaller one, not such a big one." The boss is kind and kind, but what Lu Zhixia wanted was to make a wolf dog pillow, so that Shen Wanqing could hug her to sleep in the future and feel more at ease.

The boss couldn't persuade him, and he refused to lower the price. In the end, Lu Zhixia heartbrokenly transferred one million from his account to him as an advance payment.

If it is not enough, make up for it, and if it is too much, I will refund it to her.

The boss also said: "I just heard your story from the old man at home. I am very moved. I will give you some, otherwise I will sell it to others uniformly every year."

The next afternoon, Lu Zhixia got the wild silk, and with the help of the boss, she paid tens of thousands of dollars for an expedited handling fee, which was given priority to her.

While Lu Zhixia was waiting for the fabric, he found someone on the street to help fold the stars.

Fortunately, she was extroverted, so she had the nerve to speak up, and when she got the silk fabric, there were just enough little stars.

The silk used for stuffing and the finished silk fabric were sent directly back to Haijing. Originally, she wanted to write about her home, but she could only write the address of the company for fear of being discovered by her mother.

Little Xingxing, she put it in her bag, and just heard that there is a Longevity Fuling Mountain in the southwest region, with very good feng shui, she planned to take Little Xingxing to burn incense, and ask Shen Wanqing for a peace talisman by the way.

On the way to Feiyun, Guichuan, Lu Zhixia continued to scold herself as a bitch, but she was still willing to do this for Shen Wanqing.

Yang Zhiqiao wanted to pick up Lu Zhixia, but she didn't let her. She got on the bus and rushed to Wanshou Fuling Mountain.

"It's been raining recently, don't run around." Yang Zhiqiao told her like an old mother: "I know the place you mentioned, but it's just like that. Which province in Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan has no temples, you have to run to a corner. ?”

Lu Zhixia's idea is on point, no one will listen to what she says.

She hugged Little Xingxing, got off the bus, took a local car, and found a homestay.

That night, the weather was gloomy, and she nestled in the small room of the hotel, bitten by mosquitoes and unable to sleep.

After finally waiting for dawn, it ushered in a rainy day. The weather forecast shows that there will be rain in the next week.

Lu Zhixia couldn't wait impatiently, so she borrowed an umbrella and walked to Fuling Temple on Wanshou Fuling Mountain by herself.

Like her, many people came to worship Buddha devoutly, even in the rain.

Yang Zhiqiao called her, and when she heard the sound of rain, she was angry and anxious, and said fiercely: "You are so stubborn! Why are you running to the temple on a rainy day? There are mountain roads over there, it is very dangerous, you hurry back, Don't go up!"

"Why is your throat so thick? Do you have a cold?"

"Yeah, I'm about to die of illness, so hurry up and take care of me."

"Then just wait, I'll be back tonight."

"Why are you disobedient! It's raining heavily and it's hard to walk."

Indeed, some people stopped halfway because of the heavy rain, hesitating whether to go back.

Lu Zhixia was carrying a bag, and Little Xingxing put it in a rainproof and drop-resistant pocket, hanging it on his ex-brother.

"Hang up, I'm going to climb the mountain." Lu Zhixia hung up, Yang Zhiqiao was annoyed, and called Shen Wanqing directly: "Mr. Rain, what if you get stuck on the way?"

In the past few days, Shen Wanqing answered the phone for the first time, knowing that Yang Zhiqiao and Lu Zhixia were in a group.

Her indifference doesn't mean she really didn't think about it. She frowned and said, "What is she doing there? Aren't you traveling together?"

"How can we be together?" Yang Zhiqiao felt distressed but couldn't help it, saying that Lu Zhixia first ran to other provinces and cities alone, and didn't meet her when she came here, and insisted on going up the mountain to worship Buddha despite the heavy rain, "What's the matter with her? Ask the Buddha, but don't take your life."

The two people here are on the phone, Lu Zhixia is standing halfway up the mountain to rest, there are people climbing up behind him, and there are faint figures in front of him.

In order to pray for the Buddha and pray, many people have worked tirelessly.

Lu Zhixia pressed the star wish bottle in front of her brother, she took a deep breath, turned on her phone, couldn't help but click into the search box of WeChat, she found the hidden Shen Wanqing.

She felt a little cold on her tip, and when she typed a line, she felt that it was inappropriate, and the people behind called her: "Hurry up!"

Lu Zhixia hurriedly put away her mobile phone and continued to climb up.

Finally at noon, she overtook everyone and was the first to arrive at Fuling Temple.

She didn't have time to clean up her lost self, she simply arranged her clothes and burned the first stick of incense.

Pray for Shen Wanqing, for her mother, for her friends... except for herself.

Everyone else went to the temple novice to change their clothes first. After she prayed, she checked the time, and it was 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

The rain stopped, she looked at her phone, the battery was low, there was no place to charge her on the mountain, and Yang Zhiqiao was still suffering from a bad cold down the mountain.

Lu Zhixia looked through the weather forecast, and there was another thunderstorm at 4 o'clock. She rolled up her trouser legs, rolled up her sleeves, and started to go down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, I met people climbing up one after another.

The road was slippery, she was careful and careful, but still fell a few times.

Lu Zhixia got up, rubbed the sore spot, and continued walking.

Near the foot of the mountain, a thunderstorm came suddenly, and the hail hit her so much that she had to find a place to hide.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew over, and she felt the ground shaking, and her body shook accordingly, almost hitting a rock.

Yang Zhiqiao made countless phone calls. She checked the weak battery and got connected.

Knowing that she was hiding under the mountain, Yang Zhiqiao immediately yelled at her: "Stay away from the mountain!"

The hailstones hurt too much, Lu Zhixia looked at the egg-sized hailstones on the ground, and shouted: "If I go out now, I will be crushed to death now."

"Who told you to go up and down the mountain at this time!"

"Didn't you say you were dying of a cold?"

Yang Zhiqiao was about to cry angrily, and replied fiercely: "Then why did you go up so early, you'll be fine if you don't go up!"

"I just want to go up and pray for my little star, you don't care!" Lu Zhixia was also very annoyed, the weather forecast was not accurate at all.

When the two were arguing, Lu Zhixia heard a crash, she looked up and saw a huge mudslide falling down.

She ran forward desperately, mud and rocks, and the speed was amazing.

Lu Zhixia jumped, but was still pressed by the mud and rocks, and a rock hit her head when it rolled down.

Lu Zhixia was so dizzy, the phone rang again.

Fuck, it rang again, over and over again.

Lu Zhixia was lying on her side and was pinned down, her breathing was a bit labored, would she just die here?

My head was heavy, the rain was hitting my face, the sky seemed to be shaking, and the ground was shaking.

The phone kept ringing, she raised her outer hand with difficulty, saw that it was Shen Wanqing's phone, she swiped the screen vigorously with the tip of her nose.

I don't know how many times I tried, but finally it was connected, the battery was running low, she gasped and said, "Shen Wanqing, say you love me."

She no longer wants to ask, and she doesn't want to ask, she just wants to hear her say that she loves her.

It seemed that there was a sentence coming from a distant place, which she didn't want to hear. She said, "Tell me where you are?"

"You don't love me." She choked up, spread her hands, and struggled no longer.

She didn't love her, and she suddenly felt that her life was meaningless.

More mud and rocks rolled down, completely burying her.