C14 Thinking of Her

Wei Shengyang received a call on his way back. Halfway through the call, he turned his head to look at me, which scared me so much that I hugged my arms tightly, wondering if he had received a clue that the body thief was me.

In that case, I definitely can't sit still and wait for death.

Should I jump, or jump?

Now that I'm sitting in the car, the only way I can escape is by jumping off the car …

After finishing the call, Mianyang told Yeh to turn around, then turned back to me and looked at me.

I subconsciously gripped the door handle. Even though I might die if I jump down, if I don't jump, I will really die.

My heart was in my throat, as if my heart had jumped out of my throat as I continued to get excited.

It's over. He opened his mouth, he opened it …

"What are you shaking about, it's like you're a sieve."

When I looked down, I noticed that my body was trembling violently. I couldn't control it at all.

I bit my lips as my slightly dazed gaze fell on the hand that was holding onto the handle of the car. "What are you doing? Are you going to jump off the car? You don't want to live so badly? "

"Yes!" I want to jump off a bus! "

Xia Shengyang moved to my side and said, "Come here."

"I don't! Don't come near me! " When I saw that he was ready to catch me, I gritted my teeth and finally opened the car door. I didn't hesitate to jump out.

However, Xia Lianyang was indeed well-trained. His physical fitness and coordination were both incredible, he was able to catch me in one go.

It's as easy as carrying a kitten or a puppy as holding me and not letting me jump.

I'm about to cry. I'm really convinced. I can't afford to offend him, but I can't dodge him. I can't even avoid him!

"Don't touch me! I didn't take the body! I really didn't take it. If it really doesn't work, then just let me die to show my sincerity. I'm begging you, let me go! " I tried to struggle, but I couldn't.

"If you jump, you will die. Do you not want to live anymore? Then do you want to die? "

"Right, I want to die!"

"Why do you want to die when I let you attend a party? Was this what the legend of autism was like? "I think you're crazy!"

"I just want to die, so what? I'm autistic, so what? I'm not going to attend the evening... "Hmm?" I opened my eyes and realized what he was saying.

What? Aren't you going to take me back to my cell and investigate the body?

What?

"There's a dinner party later. Come with me."

"Can I go?" If I had said earlier that it was just for the party, I would have been scared to death.

"I'm just informing you. I don't intend to discuss it with you."

"Me!" Too much!

But I have human rights, too, don't I? I'm a person too, okay?

However, as I spoke, Yeh had already pulled up to the door of Victoria, and I was lifted out of the car by Mianyang.

I realized that I might look to him like a kitten or a dog, the kind that can walk when picked up.

Yeh went upstairs, and he lit a cigarette, but he did not smoke it, and watched the lights of the city, and began to be melancholy again.

Yeh came back with two bags and handed them to me. Here, try them. "

"For me?"

"There's a dress inside. Who do you think it's for?"

"But …" I picked it up and looked at it. "Let me try."

"There's no need to try," Lil 'Sun said as he pulled me into the car. "My touch is always accurate, so you don't need to try."

F * ck... What do you mean by accurate?

Although I don't know how Tiny Chun Yang was able to do it so accurately, but to be honest, this dress really suits me.

The size was just right, and the taste was also quite good.

When I came out, he stared at me for a moment, looking up and down.

Even though I knew he was looking at me as if I were an artefact, I blushed under his direct, naked gaze.

"Also …" "It's quite suitable …" I coughed lightly.

He nodded. "My sense of touch has always been accurate, of course it's appropriate."

"Me!" Seriously, I suspect he's being a hooligan, but I have no proof.

We drove, and Yeh went back first.

I sat in the passenger seat and let go of the music. I remember that he rarely played music before.

From the stereo came a song I was familiar with, "Waitingin-theeeds" by the Eagle.

This is a very old song. It feels like I'm around the same age as him.

I used to like to read novels, mentioned this song, and then I was addicted to it, unable to extricate myself, has been listening to this song, and forced Yang to listen together.

I told him that it was my favorite song

In fact, I really like it. My cell phone has been ringing like this all along.

"Is it nice?" he asked.

I smiled. "It's very nice. It really is a song that has a feeling of the times. I didn't expect Officer Weisheng to actually like this kind of song."

"This is my favorite song." he said suddenly.

My heart thumped, as if exactly the same as it had in my memory.

My memories churned, blotting out the sky and covering the earth, making me dizzy.

I remember, at that time, Weiyang took me home, then he fell asleep, I played the song over and over again, listening to the song, and woke him up many times from his sleep.

He had a very good temper at the time, and he used to have a very good temper.

He looked at me with wide eyes, and I grinned at him. This is one of my favorite songs, accompanied by your dream, to let you have beautiful dreams. "

"This is one of my most hated songs. Just now, in my dream, you were in danger, and I almost saved you."

His tone was regretful, as if even in a dream it was hard for him not to save me when I was in danger.

Therefore, he had once said that this was the song that he hated the most. At this moment, how did it become his favorite song?

"I remember, this is Sister Nanfeng's favorite song. Do you miss her a lot?"

"Not bad." He answered lightly.

After that, he fell into deep thought. I could tell that he really missed it.

I even knew that every time he lit a cigarette, he didn't smoke it because of nostalgia.

A long time ago, he was still a young boy. I said that a man who smoked had a mature charm, he said that he would smoke too, and then he lit a cigarette. I pinched out his cigarette and said that he was not allowed to smoke, that he would never smoke in his life, that smoking was harmful to his health.

He said that he would secretly learn, he said that he wanted me to see his mature man appearance.

When I said he would order it once, I would put it out once. I just wouldn't let him take a puff.

So I actually knew that every time he lit a cigarette, it was because of nostalgia, not because he wanted to smoke.

"My Sister Nan Feng will also miss you a lot." I comforted her.

"Yes."

I looked at him and said, "Actually, you don't have to blame yourself too much. People have their own lives, so you can't be blamed for Sister Nanfeng's death. You don't have to pursue this further."

He's busy, he has a lot of work, he has more important things to do.

He didn't have to brood over a corpse.

"I just miss her. I want to see her."

I thought it was a party. I didn't think it would be such a big party.

Forget about the people who came, even the reporter with the video camera at the door could almost circle the world holding hands.

Xiaoyang obviously knew what kind of party this was, so he didn't mind. He got out of the car and asked me to go with him.

When he got out of the car, the reporters outside immediately quieted down for a few seconds. Then, they turned their cameras towards him and the entire venue burst into an uproar.

"Oh my god. I've been a journalist for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen such a living young master."

"Yeah, I entered the industry earlier than you. This is the first time I've seen it …"

"That's right, young master Weisheng doesn't like to appear in public, and the number of times he attends such parties can be counted on one hand. Me too, I heard that he might be here today, so I came here early to wait for him. It's really true …"

"Wait, I think I saw someone in his car... "It seems to be a woman …"

"..."

Even though they were far enough away, I could still hear their excited discussions.

Xia Shengyang opened the car door and I got out.

Appearing in front of so many people made me feel like I was being publicly punished.

The point wasn't to appear or to look, but to look. It was as if a zombie had seen a fresh brain and it was too scary.

Lil 'Shengyang grabbed my arm, then he waved to the media and greeted them.

Therefore, the reporters who were so excited that they looked like they had seen an idol were simply insane. Even if the security guards used all their strength, they still could not stop them.

They raced forward, as if ten thousand microphones were in front of us, blocking our way.

"Young Master Weisheng, this is the Apple TV station. Can we ask who this lady beside us is?"

"Young Master Mu Sheng, are you guys dating?"

"Young Master Wei Sheng, how long have you been together for? Now that I brought her here, is it to be public? "

"..."

A whole series of questions flooded my mind. I felt like I was stuck in a tight spot, unable to breathe smoothly.

Slight Chenyang's face was expressionless. He did not explain in the end. In the end, he only said one sentence, "Guess."

Guess?

Guess!

I wish I could grind my teeth. The reporters were confused as well. Then, they started a new round of questioning.

"Young Master Mu Sheng, you didn't deny it. Are you sure?"

"Who is this lady?"

"It seems like the age difference between Young Master Weisheng and this young lady is too big. Even so, do you guys still intend to have a long-term relationship with each other?"

"Is it because of her that Young Master Weisheng suddenly returned to the capital? Does she not plan on leaving for a short period of time?"

"..."

The problem became more and more outrageous, as if it had already determined that I was in a relationship with Mianyang.

However, Wei Shengyang didn't have any intention of refuting. This guy was always so lazy.

I coughed lightly and raised my hand to take one of the microphones, but when I failed to receive it, Lil 'Sun took hold of my raised hand.

"Let's go." He pulled me inside.