77 days of marriage

An Xi stood in front of the portrait for a while, dazed in a daze.

Was this painted by Duanmu Qingfeng?How could he paint himself so vividly and penetratingly?

She remembered that Nanfeng Che once told her that she and Duanmu Qingfeng had a little ambiguity, but there was no intersection.She still remembered that at that time, Nan Feng Che said with a bit of taste that it was most likely her unrequited love, her secret love for Duanmu Qingfeng.

If Duanmu Qingfeng really had no feelings for her, how could he lightly depict the almost imperceptible melancholy and fatigue in her eyes into the painting?
Could it be that Duanmu Qingfeng didn't feel nothing about her, but because he was Leng Fei's best friend, that's why he kept this feeling in his heart?

An Xiguo reached out and touched her face. Although she seldom looked in the mirror, she knew that her face was pretty enough. She knew that she didn't have the charm of a vixen.

A slight smile came from next to my ear: "Oh! It really looks like it."

An Xiguo turned her head when she heard the sound, and was stunned again.The boy lying on the bench just now was not Duanmu Qingfeng, but a strange boy whom he had never met.

He was wearing a white sweatshirt with a big peaked cap slanted on his head.

If Duanmu Qingfeng is an elegant picture scroll, this young man is like the most brilliant ray of sunshine in the midsummer sky.

The boy's eyes were as clear as crystals immersed in water.

The corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and it seems that there is always a smile, which looks charming and lovely.

Pure pupils and seductive eye shapes are wonderfully blended into a very beautiful style, thin lips, the color is as light as water.

Qiao Yang knew that for An Xilai, this was the first meeting between them.However, Qiao Yang was no stranger to her.

The last time he assassinated An Xi, he worked hard to investigate An Xi's wealth, life, and living habits clearly.

A perfect move that was thought to be foolproof, but because of the obstruction of Leng Fei and Nan Fengche, it came to naught.Five of his partners died because of this incident.

However, Qiao Yang was somewhat curious about An Xiguo.This An Xiguo looked ordinary, but Leng Fei and Nan Fengche, two big bosses, one black and one white, were vying to snatch it.

Perhaps, this is a man's abusive nature at work, and it is best if someone earns it.

Qiao Yang saw her shocked expression in his eyes one by one.He smiled brightly and said, "Why? Seeing that it's me, you seem very disappointed."

An Xi came back to her senses after this, and asked blankly: "Did you draw this painting?"

Qiao Yang shrugged and said, "I don't dare to take credit for this. When I came here, this painting was put here. It must be that someone painted here before I came. Then, for some reason , left the painting here.”

Qiao Yang smiled and said, "If my guess is right, you should know the person who painted this painting, right?"

An Xiguo has always been a little unaccustomed to familiar people like Qiao Yang. Even if it was the first time they met, they were as familiar as old friends who had known each other for many years.

However, An Xiguo couldn't refuse the sunny smile on his face.

In her life, too little sunshine, too little smile.

Regarding sunshine and smiles, God is really too stingy with her.

And Qiao Yang has all the simple happiness that she wants most from the bottom of her heart, but which is hard to achieve.

An Xiguo said: "There is a person who likes to stay in this gazebo. I often pass by here, and I can see him painting here."

Qiao Yang said: "I know that Professor Duanmu Qingfeng of the Department of Psychology likes to draw here very much. I have heard many students talk about it. Professor Duanmu is very popular with the students, and they often hear various things about Professor Duanmu. "

An Xiguo immediately felt relieved: "Since you know, please take this painting home and return it to Professor Duanmu."

Qiao Yang's bushy eyebrows raised slightly rebelliously, under the long and slightly curly eyelashes, there are a pair of clear eyes like morning dew, a straight nose bridge, and pink and tender lips like rose petals. He said seriously like joking: "You are the heroine in this painting, wouldn't it be more appropriate for you to return it to him?"

An Xi Guo's eyes became even more serene: "You misunderstood, I am not familiar with him, but just a nodding acquaintance. I still have something to do, let's go first."

Qiao Yang looked aggrieved and said, "Senior sister, did I offend you by saying something wrong?"

An Xi Guo looked at him nonchalantly: "When did I become your senior sister?"

Qiao Yang said innocently: "I am a freshman in the medical department this year. When I arrived at the school, I heard all the rumors about the senior sister. They all said that the senior sister is a rare medical genius who is appreciated by Professor Mo. And Professor Mo has appointed you by default, as soon as you graduate, you can immediately work in Mo's hospital."

Qiao Yang's face was full of envy, and in a pair of beautiful eyes, the sky was full of little stars twinkling: "Mojia's hospital is the best hospital in T city. How many medical graduates are squeezed out of their heads? Don't go in."

Qiao Yang looked at An Xiguo's expression, and his admiration was beyond words: "Brothers and sisters all say that if you haven't seen you undergo an operation, even though it's not a real operation, then it doesn't count as coming to the medical department of T University. Go to school."

An Xi Guo is not a talkative person, and neither are the people around her.

Suddenly meeting such a chatty person as Qiao Yang, An Xiguo could only listen to him in a daze, and forgot how to deal with it.

At this time, Liang Xiao came over and helped An Xiguo out, saying, "Young Mistress, Du Jiang's car is already waiting at the school gate."

An Xiguo said to Qiao Yang, "I'm leaving."

Qiao Yang waved at An Xiguo, with a big smile on his face: "Senior Sister, see you tomorrow!"

On the way, Liang Xiao lowered his voice and said, "You'd better stay away from this Qiao Yang. The background of this boy is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface."

An Xiguo blurted out: "No way?"

"Have you forgotten? The last time you were assassinated in the library, if Nan Fengche and Chen Jingyuan hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid you really wouldn't be able to stand in front of me now. I took a look from a distance, and the person who assassinated you The figure headed by the Youth Killer Party is almost exactly the same as this Qiao Yang." Liang Xiao said, "The more sunny the place, the darker it is in his shadow."

"How is it possible?" If such a sunny boy had an unknown darkness, An Xiguo didn't know what else he could believe.

Liang Xiao continued in a low voice: "Afterwards, all five members of the Boy Killer Party died suddenly overnight, and only one escaped. I suspect that person was—Qiao Yang. Afterwards, Leng Fei kept me investigating this matter secretly. I found a very interesting situation. Qiao Yang actually appeared in Chen Jingyuan's house. Qiao Yang and Chen Jingyuan were originally a family. They came from a very ancient and mysterious family. I will tell you in detail when I find the exact evidence But you have to remember, there is absolutely nothing wrong with staying away from Chen Jingyuan and Qiao Yang."

When Du Jiang and Che appeared in their line of sight, Liang Xiao closed his mouth.

When Leng Fei came back from get off work, he saw the setting sun was like blood, and the sunset glow engulfed the entire sky, and everything in the world was shrouded in that charming but desolate red.

On the second floor, he and An Xi passed the bedroom with the curtains half-closed, cutting the sunlight into a slender bright strip.

An Xiguo sat by the window, staring at the bright strips on the ground, his eyes were a little dull.Her left hand rested on the window lattice, while her right hand drooped weakly.At this moment, it was very quiet, like a frozen painting from a distance, but the woman in the painting could not help but feel melancholy.

Leng Fei stood alone in the courtyard, just looking up at An Xiguo who didn't notice.

Leng Fei's eyes were as ice-like as a knife, and An Xi Guo was startled by his steadfast gaze.

Upstairs and downstairs, their eyes met.

Leng Fei's slender eyebrows slanting into his temples frowned, Ling Han hung on his lips.

An Xiguo looked at Leng Fei's handsome facial features flickering on and off, Ling Han's beautiful eyes flashed away, and his curly eyelashes curled up arrogantly, she couldn't guess what he was thinking at this moment.

Leng Fei stared at her deeply for a long time before walking into the room.

The two met each other in the bedroom, did not exchange a word, each doing their own things.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Leng Fei didn't go out to socialize. After dinner, he went to the study.After returning to Leng's old house, Leng Tingxuan said: "I didn't think carefully and forgot to prepare a study room for Xi Guo. Just wait for a while, and I'll ask someone to arrange a study room for you."

"No need, I don't have many books." An Xiguo really didn't want it, she didn't know how long she would live in this place, but the shorter the time the better.

Leng Fei said: "Don't bother, let Xixi and I share the same study room from now on."

When An Xiguo heard Leng Fei say these words, her heart suddenly jumped wildly "Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom!"She only felt a heart, as if it was about to pop out of her throat.

Godsend opportunity!

At that time, An Xiguo had only this thought in his mind.

She pretended to be calm, because she was afraid that Leng Fei would see her unconcealable excitement.

Tonight, she kept her two big eyes open, without any sleepiness.

Leng Fei was lying beside her, motionless, snoring softly, he must have fallen into a deep sleep.She called softly: "Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Leng Fei was probably soundly asleep and didn't feel anything at all.

An Xi Guo boldly stretched out her hand and gently pushed him, but he still didn't wake up.

An Xiguo put on her pajamas, tiptoed out of bed, and left the bedroom.

She walked into Leng Fei's study room, and according to Liang Xiao's instructions, she searched for places where Leng Fei might hide the USB drive one by one.