Yuzi watched Ji Lang get out of the car, and the car turned around and walked into the fast lane after walking out of the pedestrian street. Then he sighed and held his sister's shoulder and persuaded, "Xiyuan, if you still want to stay by his side and want to see him with him often, all the jealousy and grievances will be swallowed into your stomach..."

"Can't you say, or can't you say? I just want to say a word, can't you?" Xiyuan asked, biting her lip, "It's been ten years. You let me know him, fall in love with him, and let me be with him for you. I listened to my sister, I did it, and I have never fought for anything..."

"The child in my belly is his, he is the child's father, he should be responsible to me and the child. I just want him to spend more time with me, can't I? Sister, you always ask me to endure it, but you are back..." Xiyuan pushed away the hand that Yuzi held on his shoulder, looked at Ji Lang's direction of leaving, and hated, "The look he looked at you is different from us. Only today did I realize that he only has you in his heart, and he only loves you!"

Yuzi couldn't help but be surprised when she looked at Xiyuan who was jealous. After a few days, the gentle and lovely little sister Xier seemed to be a little different. Xiyuan's performance was not just as simple as jealousy, but she had changed. There seemed to be something hidden in her eyes that Yuzi looked very familiar and afraid to avoid.

"Xiyuan...What's wrong with you? Tell your sister wherever you feel uncomfortable, I'll accompany you to the hospital..." Yuzi's eyes fell on Xiyuan's face. According to the genetic probability of genetics, daughters will be more like fathers, so although the Qin sisters all take their mother's surname, they also have Lin Sen's obvious genetic characteristics.

In addition to his personality, he has his appearance. Lin Sen's appearance is recognized as very handsome, so Qin Xiyu and Qin Xiyuan are also beautiful women who are fascinating. Perhaps this is the only "legacy" left by Lin Sen that is not scolded by the world.

Xiyuan seemed to be more like her father than her sister Yuzi. At that moment, she seemed to see Lin Sen's shadow in Xiyuan again.

"Sister? If you are my sister, why do you still care about my feelings? The person he loves the most is you, and the wife he married is Xiangye. What is it that I am stuck among you?" Xiyuan sneered, "I am just your substitute! I should be..."

Before Yuzi could finish her words, Xian pointed up and radiated a strong fragrance. Xiyuan's eyes blinked helplessly for a few times, and seemed to be puzzled. When he slowly fell into Yuzi's arms, he said a heavy sentence, "Sister... help me..."

"Sister will help you. It's okay. Go back to the room and sleep for a while..." Yuzi helped Qin Xiyuan upstairs. In a trance, there seemed to be a wisp of vague black mist hovering above her head.

Yuzi looked sideways with the light, and suddenly pulled out his hair and slashed straight at the black mist.

There was no warning when she took action, but the force of the attack was extremely fast. The black mist trembled silently above Xiyuan's head, and there was a bright red blood dizzy seeping out.

"Leave here and go where you should go!" Yu Zi warned with a cold face, "Otherwise, Master Ji San's 'soul-killing lock' may make you doom!"

The black fog hovered in the air for several times as if he wanted to express something. Yuzi raised his hand and slashed over and warned sternly, "I will not be your tool to harm others again. If you hurt us again, the Third Master will never let you go..."

If he is just a mortal, he is not afraid of it. What he fears is the "soul-killing lock" in Zhu Feng's hand.

If something really happens, even if Ji Lang has no choice but to do anything to him, Zhu Feng, who is both good and likes to be arrogant, will definitely not give up. Since he has been seen through, he should find another way out as soon as possible.

The black mist turned around and quickly dissipated from the window. Fortunately, it buried more than this one.

When Yuzi saw the black fog dissipated, he relaxed and leaned against the wall in exhaustion. The palm of her hand holding the jade hairpin was covered in cold sweat.

"The boat is draped across the lake and the waves are slanted, the hairpin is slanted, the cicadas are not in a flat state, the fragrance is messy. The curtain hook is rolled up on the shadow of pear blossoms, and the clouds are over, and the water is like smoke..."

The drizzle is like silk, and the gentle wind blows the willow branches on the shore and penetrates into the pleasure boat from the window. The clouds are light and the moon is bright, and the red sleeves are fragrant in the night like water.

Someone is playing the piano in front of the window, and the sad and lingering sound comes out, singing a love song of love and nostalgia.

As the willow eyebrows were frowning, a few drops of tears slowly fell down. The low and soft guqin strings sounded very elegant, but the desolate singing of the singer who sang along the song made people feel sad and sad.

She is not recalling the sweet years when she was in love with her lover, but recalling the happy times of the past and comforting the loneliness and loneliness today.

What else can an abandoned lonely sad woman do to make herself live a reason besides comforting herself with the joy in her past memory?

"Where the clouds are gone, water is like smoke! Where the clouds are gone...water... like smoke..." Shui Ruyan murmured to himself, "Do you really want to be so heartless? Do you...because you have to let go of our love and joy for the rest of our lives without any nostalgia?"

"I gave her all your love, but... is that what she wants? You can't give what she wants, but you refuse to give what I want. Was I wrong? I want too much, shouldn't I force it?"

"How can I keep you? How can I... How can I see you again? Can I... only dissipate from you like the watery clouds?"

Shui Ruyan kept asking but no one answered. The person who could soothe her sorrow and untie her heart had left her and had no time to meet again. Perhaps the pain that hurts her heart would never have an answer.

Kang Ran woke up in shock the moment when Shui Ruyan raised his knife and stabbed him, shouting in dismay, "No! Ruyan, listen to me... I regret it, I already regret it..."

He already knew that he regretted it. He wanted her to give him a chance to explain and correct it. He couldn't bear to see her loneliness and helplessness. The reason why he could cut off all the love in the world a thousand years ago left her because she didn't let him see this. He didn't understand her heart and the pain and pain she endured.

He understood this day a thousand years later, and he understood it thoroughly. Fortunately, he still had time to give him a chance to make up for this mistake in the cycle of fate, so he cannot let himself miss it again in this life.

Kang Ran took a windbreaker and put it on his body and went downstairs. The night wind was very cold. He stood in the wind and started a cold war unconsciously. The plot in the dream just now appeared alternately in his memory. He was dazed and vain, real and real, like a dream but not a dream.

A dream lasts a thousand years, a dream lasts a thousand years. It turns out that he is one of the people with dreams.

Kang Yuan leaned on the sofa and was sleeping in a daze. He was pushed by the disciple on duty and hurried out and asked, "Sir, you are going out. It's so late, it's cold outside..."

"Oh... Come with me to pick up your wife, you go drive!" Kang Ran gave a casual command and looked up at the night sky.

There is no moon on the 16th moonlit night, and the sky is very gloomy. A few lonely stars flash among the dark clouds, lonely and cold.

In such a dark night with cold wind and cold quilts, if there is no dream or if the dream has woken up, it seems that it is destined to be alone and unable to sleep.

"Come on...madam?" Kang Yuan was a little confused when he heard this. Their husband had never been married. The legendary Mrs. Kang should have been Leng Chenmeng, but after Chenmeng followed Lan Tian, ​​the position of Mrs. Kang was suspended in the air.

There was more than one woman around her, and she never said who she wanted to make the palace queen. Kang Yuan didn't dare to guess and asked, "Sir, where are you...going?"

"Where is picking up the wife!" Kang Ran remembered that he had not told her what he wanted. After thinking about it, he asked again, "What should I do if I pursue a girl... what should I do if I propose? I should give flowers, or just give a ring?"

The women around him come and go when they are reminded and don't need to chase after them.

"Proposal? Sir, who are you proposing to? Is it... who?" Kang Yuan was even more confused when he heard it.

Their husband slept until midnight and suddenly came out in his pajamas and wanted to propose, and he did not say who was very lucky to have been named Mrs. Kang. Now he asked him to give advice and ask him what to do. Kang Yuan had no other thoughts except being confused.

"Like smoke, water is like smoke!" Kang Ran scolded impatiently, "Driving there, don't let someone follow you, as it will disturb their mother and daughter..."

Kang Yuan half-guessed and half-thought at this time, he probably knew who his wife was, because now only Kang Xiaodie gave birth to a daughter for Kang Ran.

"Are we going to the hospital to pick up Miss Xiaodie?" Kang Yuan asked again for fear of making a mistake.

"Xiaodie?" Kang Ran was stunned for a moment before remembering that he had just dreamed, and his thinking was still immersed in the dream just now, "Well... she is also like smoke, my water is like smoke..."
Chapter completed!