Xuanyi boss, she won in a wealthy family

Chapter 122 [122] Childhood memories about little Qi Xi

She later found out that her new neighbors were the milk doll family.

The group of old-fashioned subordinates of her parents told her that the milk doll was called Yanxiu, who was half a year older than her, and said that if she was bored, she could go to the milk doll to play with.

She didn't want to play with a future old man.

Although Xiao Qixi is small, her thoughts are as clear as a mirror. She knows that the old-fashioned people in the family want to do research, and she doesn't want her to distract them from their studies.

She just stayed at home and continued to make trouble with them.

One day, the group of old-fashioned people borrowed the milk doll from next door to play with her. Little Qi Xi clearly noticed that the milk doll was startled when he saw her.

It was obvious that the milk doll didn't want to play with her, but they "tied" someone to come. Little Qi Xi suddenly felt bored, and slammed the door and shut herself in the room to read a book, ignoring the people outside the door.

Those old-fashioned people seemed to know that she didn't like the doll, and they never brought the doll into the house again.

The only pastime for that group of old-fashioned people is to read books, do problems and do research, and everyone gathers to discuss problems.

Little Qi Xi has long been used to all this, and she stopped bothering them when she was bored, and hid in the room to read by herself.

There is always a steady stream of books in the study.

She already knew the characters almost well, read a lot of books, and she was able to read some difficult books gradually.

She read and tore one by one.

Time passed slowly, and she occasionally lay on the window sill reading a book, and she could still see the baby, who was sitting in the yard of his house, still staring blankly at this side.

That expression was exactly the same as that of old-fashioned people when they encountered a bottleneck in their research, and Ling Qi became more and more sure that he would be old-fashioned in the future.

For a while, she actually guessed his personality decades later.

Once, Milk Baby suddenly smiled when she saw her lying on the window sill.

Little Qi Xi drew the curtains decisively, she resisted all old fashioned ways.

Her mother is, her father is, and her parents' subordinates are. She doesn't want to have more old-fashioned around her.

When the old men received some notice, they ran out of the house within two or three seconds. Everyone was busy doing research, and they completely forgot about her, and she was thrown in the room alone.

At noon that day, Naiwa came over with a lunch box in her arms.

She didn't want to pay attention to him, and didn't open the door, so he moved a stool and stood on it with the lunch box in his arms, his eyes just a little past the window sill.

He saw the shredded books all over the room and asked her why she tore them up. She answered honestly, but there was no surprise on his face.

Little Qi Xi felt that he was really calm, the baby dolls in his eyes gradually merged with the old-fashioned images at home.

The milk doll seemed to sense the change in her mood, and raised his hand to give her the lunch box.

Little Qi Xi didn't want to talk to him anymore, she drew the curtains to isolate the two of them.

Within a few minutes, the door of her house was knocked again. Outside the door was a beautiful woman with a gentle voice. She bent down and invited her to her house for dinner.

It turned out that the group of old-fashioned people had greeted their neighbors before leaving.

The woman worried about her and took her to her home.

It was the first time for little Qi Xi to step into Yanxiu's home. Her home was decorated very warmly, not as cold as her own home.

The milk doll seemed to be out of the shadows by being kissed by himself, and she always kept a close distance from her, probably because she was afraid that she would hug someone and lick her again.

However, he didn't know that she didn't have those thoughts at all.

But apparently, he didn't realize this, and he was a demon in his heart. He pulled a bunch of books from the bookshelf, and even though there were so many books that he couldn't even move them, he still stubbornly hugged her and smashed them all on the ground. on her.

When I was young, my skin was too tender, and when I was hit by a few books, it was full of red marks.

She doesn't remember the expression on the boy's face at that time, maybe it's because he got his revenge.

Ling Qi remained motionless, looking at his figure in the darkness.

In the past, he had broad shoulders and narrow hips, no matter in the past or now, he always looks according to his own aesthetic point.

But how could such a person who is sure to repay him like him like him.

She was about to be smashed with a book for a few kisses, Ling Qi sighed softly, thinking that it would be better if he didn't remember her time, but before falling asleep, she silently prayed again in her heart: don't let him forget again.

Yan Xiu and Huo Fengyi were alone from the beginning to the end, but there were still some subtle differences in their attitudes towards her.

When he had no previous memories, he regarded himself as someone he had just known for three months. Perhaps he had doubted her identity and her origin long ago in his heart, but even though he had countless doubts about himself, on the surface he also It was never revealed.

And when he had previous memories, he was obviously confident because he knew his own details, and he always approached and cared for him intentionally or unintentionally.

Although she hasn't figured out why he cares about her, maybe it's because he only knows himself in this time and space, or it's because of... some other reasons.

In short, in any case, if his on and off memories are really related to the chronic and acute toxicity of SALK, then he will probably never forget himself again.

On the accompanying bed not far away, Yan Xiu turned his back to Ling Qi, and he quietly opened his eyes.

The eyes were deep and dark, as if thick ink had dripped into the white paper, and it was smudged all at once.

After another half month, Yanxiu accompanied her to walk slowly on crutches.

A few days ago, the police sent someone to take notes, asked a few questions and then left.

The drivers of the four vehicles all died on the spot. Their accounts had not recently been charged a large amount, and their call records were normal.But the backgrounds all have one thing in common. They have distorted personalities, extreme paranoia, and no desire to survive.

All the evidence points to the unorganized and impromptu intention of the four of them, wanting to make Lingqi a hellish ghost.

There was also news from Bai Yuan at the same time, he stood at the end of the bed: "Second Master, I found this on the Panshan Expressway."

Bai Yuan held a jade cufflink in his hand, the cufflink was very valuable, and the word "Huo" was engraved on it.

When Yan Xiu saw the words on the cuff buttons, he understood everything. He carefully chewed the three words "Huo Danyan", with a sinister tone.

Bai Yuan bowed his head and said: "This is the button of the first young master, he is the one who ordered people to hurt the second young lady."

Yan Xiu said: "Since he has done something to Xixi, let's do him."

Bai Yuan clasped his fists together: "Yes!"

He took two steps back and walked out quickly, his vigorous steps brought out a gust of wind.

For a while, only Yan Xiu and Ling Qi were left in the ward.

"Huo Danyan looked for me before."

Yan Xiu tilted his head, his eyes showed doubts: "What time, why didn't you tell me?"

Ling Qi stuck the apple slices in the bowl and said, "Not long ago, I saw him twice. Once at the gate of the hospital, and once at Guan's hometown."

"Who is Guan Lao?"

"...the apprentice recognized by Gambling Stone Street."

"Oh?" Yan Xiu smiled, with a sinister voice, "It seems that Xixi has done a lot of things behind my back."

Ling Qi raised her neck, not looking at him: "You didn't know anything at that time, so you can't lie to you about everything."

"Well, I don't care about you. When you met Huo Danyan, what did he tell you? Want you to betray me and let you help him kill me?"

"No," Ling Qi paused, "He asked me how much money you would give me, and he said to give me more money so that I could abandon you and stay by his side."

Yanxiu threw the orange peel into the trash can, although he expected this, but he was still anxious: "What?!"

(End of this chapter)