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872 Who Is Controlling the Pen of Death

Xin Yi looked at him calmly and asked him in a low voice, "Tell me this, and then what?"

Qian Ziang raised his voice and smiled, "I just hope you can look me in the eyes, nothing else. If you live alone, why not live with me and keep each other company, okay?"

"I don't need company, I can live well alone." Xin Yi walked past Qian Ziang and stopped talking.



Xinyi went to the temple and recited Buddhist scriptures for a few days, and then returned to the city after about a week.

Xin Yi bought a lot of Buddhist scriptures and was not in the mood to go out to find anything to do, so she stayed in a small house all day long copying Buddhist scriptures and cultivating herself.

Her father actually called her several times and asked her to go home. Xinyi was a little confused and forgiven her for not being able to treat the Jian family as her home.

When I go to my father's house, I enter another environment where I can get along with others.

She was afraid.

Even the man who once vowed to be the only man in the world who would not harm her was plotting against her and deceiving her at every turn. She really could not open her heart to accept anyone anymore.

If you don't care, your heart won't hurt, and you don't want to participate in anyone's life. Just living an ordinary life is enough.

Xin Yi holds the brush and writes small seal characters, and the handwriting becomes more and more neat and beautiful. This is the effect that can only be achieved when the mind calms down.

Father Jian came to Xin Yi today. Xin Yi frowned subconsciously when she heard the knock on the door, no doubt disturbed.

Putting the brush lightly on the inkstone, he stood up and went out to open the door.

"Dad, is something wrong?"

Xin Yi stood at the door, showing no intention of letting her lover in.

Jian Yaomin stood by the door and raised his eyes to look inside. The address of her place was told to him by his boss Jian Chengyou. Seeing that there were not even basic decorations inside, he immediately said:

"Let's go home and live for a while. It's time to decorate this house. You should be kind to yourself."

"Let's talk about the decoration later. I don't want to do it now. Dad, do you have anything else to do?" Xin Yi asked directly, obviously unwilling to be disturbed.

Jian Yaomin sighed and whispered:

"There have been several calls from the capital, asking you to go to the capital again. Your eldest aunt made the call herself, saying that the man is not in a good situation."

"If there's nothing else, dad, please come back." Xin Yi whispered.

Jian Yaomin stood at the door, blocking the door from closing, and sighed again.

"Dad knows that I am not qualified to take care of your affairs, but... forget it, you have grown up, and I believe you can handle your own affairs. Since dad is not welcome, I will leave first." Jian Yaomin said in a deep voice.

When I came out, I felt bad looking at my thin daughter.

No matter how emotionless he is, this child still has the same blood as him and is not an insignificant person.

"Okay." Xin Yi didn't hold him back and waited for him to leave.

When Jian Yaomin turned around, he stopped again, turned around and said:

"Mr. Lu's funeral is this weekend. If you don't want to go, forget it. I just want to tell you that I will leave first."

"Wait!" Something exploded in Xin Yi's mind.

"Whose funeral?" Xin Yi walked out and stood in front of Jian Yaomin, her eyes widened.

Jian Yaomin sighed: "Lu Zeng, Mr. Lu who was with me, said he left two months ago..."

Xin Yi froze in place. After she woke up, she heard that the second person had died.

But thinking about Qian Ziang, he smiled again and said, "He is not the one who lied. Dad, please go back first."

Xin Yi turned around and entered the room. She didn't want to think too much about using such lies to deceive her, and then torture her in every possible way, right?

Xin Yi sat down impatiently, holding the pen, but could no longer calm down.

Lu Zeng is not Qian Ziang. She cannot ignore such news. Although she knows that it is 80% false news, she still cannot calm down.

I was so anxious and anxious that I walked around the room like a madman.

Xin Yi suffered from insomnia at night. She kept her eyes open and watched the night till dawn. When she woke up in the morning, she felt dizzy and stood leaning against the wall for the whole morning.

It was around noon when someone heard a knock on the door. Xin Yi looked at the door and walked over numbly for a long time to open the door.

Standing outside the door were Guancheng and Suohe. Xinyi looked calmly at the two giant Buddhas blocking the door.

"What's up?"

Guancheng had a sullen face and said in a hoarse voice:

"Lu Zeng's funeral is tomorrow. I hope you can go see him off. We guarantee your safety. As long as you attend, we will escort you to the airport after the funeral and we will not let you meet the Tang family."

Xin Yi looked at Wan Cheng with cold eyes, "Sorry, I don't know you, and I don't understand what you are talking about."

Wancheng and Suohe immediately looked at each other with strange expressions, probably guessing whether her words were true or false.

It only took a moment to confirm that she was pretending. She was going to lose her memory. Why didn't her father tell her?

Suo He whispered, "Boss Lu rarely worried about you when he was alive. Everyone knew Lu Zeng's feelings for you even if they didn't say it. Because there was an insurmountable person between them, everyone chose to ignore it. But he

Isn't the kindness to you enough for you to send him on his last journey?"

"You are all a bunch of liars. Who cares if you trick me into going to the capital again this time?" Xin Yi asked in a low voice.

There was no anger at all, she was very calm. She knew she should be angry and drive people away at this moment, but she felt empty in her heart, with nothing.

Guancheng clenched his fists and shouted urgently:

"Do you think we made this up to deceive you into going to the capital?"

"Miss Xin Yi, Lu Zengzhen..."

When Suo He spoke, his voice changed and became a little hoarse. At the same time, Guan Cheng raised his hand and patted Suo He on the shoulder.

"Forget it, you are a heartless woman, your conscience has been eaten by dogs long ago, let's go."

Guan Cheng turned around and left. When Suo He turned his back on Xin Yi, he whispered:

"Master Tang forgot a lot of things after he woke up, at least he didn't remember getting married..."

Suo He took a breath and said, "It was a decision between me and Guan Cheng to come here to find you. No one else knows about it. It doesn't matter if you don't go. If you go and are discovered by the Tang family, your life may be in danger."

…”

"Excuse me, Miss Xin Yi." Suo He didn't say much and strode away.

It was indeed Wancheng and Suohe's decision. Before Lu Zeng was born, his whole heart was devoted to her, and he acted like a bull for her and allowed her to do whatever she wanted and scold her, but he was always happy with it.

It is impossible to say how pure a man's feelings towards a woman are. Even Lu Zeng himself refuses to admit that he has other feelings for Xin Yi.

Lu Zeng was the first to wake up, but he only had a flashback. He woke up all night, hugged his son, asked about Mr. Tang and Xin Yi, and then went to sleep peacefully.

But once I fell asleep, I never woke up again.

When he was discovered, his body was already stiff.

[Author's digression]: "Mingmen" reader group number: 376446566

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