Back to an hour ago, Wang Xu carried Yan Li into the room. He put Yan Li on the bed, closed the door, and lit the candle. Anyway, that was all. The next step was to take off her clothes...
Of course, it's not her own, but Yanli's.
According to Wang Xu's logic, when he was serving the Siren Eleanor, he saw everything that should be seen and shouldn't be seen; he touched everything that should be touched and shouldn't be touched. Now, let Yan Li change it
Putting on clothes, wiping yourself, etc., is a common thing, and there is no psychological barrier at all.
But when it came to the end, he was still a little excited. After all, back then, his lower body was a fish tail, but now...
Wang Xu stretched out his hand, and his palms were a little sweaty. In fact, his whole body was sweating...
His hand froze in the air for a full minute, and then he retracted it...
"No... these are a pair of righteous hands..." What he said was really deceiving himself. Back then, these hands deceived many people at the gambling table. It might be more reliable to say that they killed without blood.
Wang Xu stood up, paced back and forth, then sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at him.
Due to the fever, Yan Li's cheeks were slightly flushed, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and she looked quite haggard. However, a beauty is still a beauty. This is called morbid beauty, and her appearance at this time is even more lovable.
Finally, Wang Xu stretched out his "just" hands, but he only took out a pamphlet from Yan Li's jacket pocket...
"This can be considered as taking off one piece of clothing..." he said to himself.
(Let me comment very objectively, this does not count...)
At the moment, Yan Li was wearing a singlet and a pair of jeans. According to Wang Xu's visual inspection, it was estimated that only her underwear was left inside. It took a lot of courage to take off another piece. At least she had to be prepared.
If you have distracting thoughts and meditate on Mahayana Buddhism silently, it is best to blind your dog eyes and practice the basic Sunflower Book for a few more years, otherwise you will easily make mistakes...
Therefore, Wang Xu decided to take a breath and look through other people's privacy first...
This "other person" did not refer to Yan Li, at least Wang Xu didn't think so at first. He had read Yan Li's memories. A whole box of booklets, the same as the notebook he was holding in his hand, was stuffed in Yan Li's house.
A lot of very useful information was collected, such as who had an affair with whom at school, who got pregnant by whom, who snatched the child's lollipop on a certain day of a certain year, month, and so on.
Brother Gao Jian was right when he said, "Although I am called Bai Xiaosheng, my intelligence ability in Xiangyi can only be ranked second."
Wang Xu was curious for a moment and wanted to see what other exciting plots there were in this notebook. According to time, this notebook should have been written after "the other Wang Xu" disappeared, so Wang Xu did not know the contents.
"...Wang Xu's condition still hasn't improved. He acts like a child all day long. Maybe that's all my fault, because I keep using hypnosis to wake up the other one...
... He recovered, but Ling Xue left. I don't know whether I should be happy or sad. Is the person I like gone forever...
...It's been a month. I really want to play the role of a friend, just a friend, but...
... I was fascinated by him, by this Wang Xu... this person I had always despised, this seemingly useless person, another Wang Xu... It turns out that what attracted me all along was not you... but the person in front of me.
This fool, he made my heart sink deeper and deeper, but without knowing it, I gradually lost myself, changed myself, and even wanted to put on a wedding dress for him and spend the rest of my life with him..."
These words are intermittent and very messy, but the word "Wang Xu" that appears many times on every page of the entire notebook is "Wang Xu".
Wang Xu turned back further and saw only increasingly scrawled writing and dried tears on the paper.
He was silent, thinking about the changes in the president over the past few months, and he could indeed see some clues. Such a beautiful woman didn't even bother to style her hair when it was long, and just tied it into a ponytail.
People are also getting thinner day by day, and the notebook that was originally life-threatening has become "Yanli's Single Diary". To sum up, it can be summarized as "It hurts to love, cry in pain, and tired from crying, and the pages in the diary are filled with persistence."
If Wang Xu had not been to London in the 19th century, after seeing this notebook, he would probably have been horrified, and then said like Nohara Shinnosuke: "I'm not that good."
But now, he seems to understand something, something from the depths of his soul. No matter how time, space, and memory change, the human soul and human heart will not change.
Eleanor's words when parting lingered in Wang Xu's mind. Perhaps they were not asking Wang Xu to make a promise at all, but saying: "No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely meet you again and break through all obstacles.
Falling in love with you again."
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When Wang Xu carried Yan Li to the reception room on the first floor, Yu Xin was already sitting there wrapped in a sheet.
Wang Xu's expression was very calm. He put Yanli next to Yu Xin, "Then... now I will return it to you intact."
Yu Xin smiled slyly: "Hey... after all this time... is it really still 'unchanged'?" She added an accent to those four words...
Wang Xu didn't answer her, but turned away with empty eyes.
Master Mao and Qi Bing were drinking tea in the restaurant next door. Wang Xu walked quickly to sit next to them and said in a very sincere tone: "Old Qi, your wife is acting like a hooligan..."
Qi Bing said expressionlessly: "We are not married yet..."
"Isn't this true..." This sentence is very familiar, as if Xiao Gu has told Mr. Cat before.
Qi Bing added: "Even if she gets married in the future, if she wants to act like a gangster... she will act like a gangster..."
"Oh shit! You are a man too?!"
"Hey!" Mr. Cat suddenly interrupted: "There are no men who are afraid of their wives in this world, only men who respect their wives!"
Wang Xu glanced back with an unusually vulgar look: "Respect... do you think... I didn't see any of those nurse uniforms, police uniforms, maid uniforms, and cat-eared hairpins you hid at home..."
Master Mao's hand had already strangled Wang Xu's neck before he finished speaking: "Do you want to die dirty... or live dirty..."
"Hey... why is death dirty..." Wang Xu's face turned blue and he didn't forget to complain.
Qi Bing answered Wang Xu's question at this time: "You have a girlfriend like Shang Lingxue, and you dare to do such a thing to her woman. It is indeed more manly."
Wang Xu said: "What did I do?!"
Mr. Cat said: "Who knows, I only saw you carrying an unconscious woman up, and after more than half an hour you carried her downstairs. Her clothes were gone, and only a bed sheet was left..."
