C349 Despondency

Under the distant horizon, he saw Chi Shaojun and the rarely seen Ou Ney. At that time, Ann Qianxi saw Ou Ney was even more intimate than Chi Shaojun. This handsome little singer whom she admired a lot, waved at her from the door and smiled.

Like the beautiful yet unreachable scenery in the distance, of course, this kind of beautiful scenery didn't last long before Ou Ney and his partner revealed an unprecedented forlorn and sorrowful expression, like a lake whose sea level had been blown away by the wind.

Ann Qianxi was still quite a distance away from Ou Ney and Chi Shaojun. She almost ran over and bravely gave Chi Shaojun a warm and unexpected hug.

It was just like a lover after reuniting after a long time. Even Chi Shaojun didn't expect that the usually reserved Ann Qianxi would hug him so warmly in front of so many people.

"Qianxi, someone is watching us." Chi Shaojun whispered in Ann Qianxi's ear, but Ann Qianxi hugged him even more tightly and said coquettishly, "I don't."

Chi Shaojun blushed a little and patted Ann Qianxi on the head. After a while, he gently lowered her arm around his neck and said, "Qianxi, I have something to tell you."

With such a small movement, Ann Qianxi already had a premonition that something had already happened. A shadow rose in her heart that was still warm a moment ago.

Now let's push it to a month from now.

A month later, the morning after Ann Qianxi got drunk and fought with her best friend over her tantrum, she woke up from distant memories that weren't really that far away.

The hangover time was comfortable, but after waking up, it was too uncomfortable. It was as if there was only a small wooden stake attached to their neck. One could hear the cracking sound of their spine just by moving a little bit.

In the past, Ann Qianxi was tired of reading a novel. She was suspicious of criminal investigation, so this person would usually choose the area near the seventh vertebra to dismember when the head was dismembered. This place was the best place to cut because the tissue here was fragile and it was easy to avoid other hard bones.

However, there were many corpses that needed to be dissected many times in order to find this relatively easy place. Their blades would often cut into hard bones and leave a lot of cut wounds, so even if they found a weak point, they would still have to try many times.

Now, Ann Qianxi didn't want to think about anything else. If Ye Yuni had been a corpse hand, she would have been a snake and a scorpion, a cold-faced killer who could kill the seventh vertebra with a single slash.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! The moment Ann Qianxi's stiff neck told Ye Yuni this horrible thought, a woman's scream sounded once again in this spacious and gorgeous villa.

Putting on her expensive mask, Ye Yuni plopped down on the bed and immediately started screaming, "Ann Qianxi, ah ah ah ah, you pervert, why do you have such terrifying thoughts. Quickly find a man, you, look at how out of control your hormones are. You actually want a woman to bring you the perfect food box."

Ann Qianxi immediately retorted, "Why can't it be a woman? I have trusted you before. If you kill me, I will definitely save a lot of pain."

Ye Yuni pulled down her crooked head from his shoulder and said, "Come on, with Sister's condition, not only will you have to live with the exploitation of my ruling class for over a decade, but you'll also have to enjoy it. To be in prison at such a young age, how many handsome men's hearts would be broken by that?"

Ann Qianxi suddenly laughed, "You monster, you can't even forget your death. Handsome, isn't it enough to have Deng Yujin?"

"How can I do that?" Ye Yuni raised her chin and folded her long, straight, white legs into a perfect position. She pressed her index fingers against her face mask, purposely thickening her voice. "I want to enjoy myself to the fullest. All the beautiful men in the world —"

"Wu Zetian."

"Hahaha," Ye Yuni laughed until her flowery branches trembled, "Loving beauty is very normal. If your family's Chi Shaojun looked like a gatekeeper, you might not even like him, even if his family had been pestering him for tens of thousands of times."

Thinking about it, he said, "Seems like you understand me quite well."

Ye Yuni had pushed Ann Qianxi up thirty-five times before she finally began to wash and take a bath. She dragged her heavy head that could not be dealt with immediately as this frail ghost floated from one place to another.

Jia Wanrou, this huge cumulonimbus cloud, also drifted along with them, drifting from one place to another. Ye Yuni had always said that there were two little zombies in this room.

This drowsy state continued all the way until ten in the morning.

It was snowing in the Dragon City.

Winter officially arrived in the city, and every day for the next few months, morning and afternoon, there was a steady blue sky.

The heavy leaden clouds, piled up by the wind, raced across the sky. The top of the city's most marked Dragon City, the Bolia Church, was like a pair of razor-sharp scissors, cutting the flaky clouds into strips.

The entire sky above the city was filled with such croaking voices. Love, hatred, hatred, kinship, and blood ties were all frantically showing their changes day after day.

Right now, Jia Wanrou, Ann Qianxi, Ye Yuni and the rest were all wearing thick cotton clothing. Ye Yuni was wearing an expensive down jacket as she supported Ann Qianxi through the hard, icy ground.

As for whether or not there was the sound of the zither wailing, the tears were all gone, and it was unknown whether or not he could return it to the prairie.

The church bells in the distance tolled here.

On sunny days, many pious people would come to this church to sing elegant hymns and praise the people of this world for their happiness and well-being.

Chi Shaojun's funeral was also held here.

In December, the autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves in Dragon City. The scenery outside was desolate and desolate. However, this sadness was similar to the sentiments between scholars. It wouldn't be long before there would be new sounds of breaking stones.

The heart of the city was struck again and again. Following that, another skyscraper rose from the ground. Four Seasons Eastward, this new skyscraper was called the "Four Seasons" Center. It was as if the names of the wealthy consortiums in the world were all related.

In any case, in this society, who would be afraid of money? In this world, there was no money that could not solve things. If there were no solutions, then it could only prove that one's money was not enough.