The fake daughter relied on metaphysics to become a god, and the whole Beijing community knelt down

After having dinner with Huo Yanxing, You Jingying returned to school.

Huo Yanxing personally walked her to the door and watched her walk in, still staring at the night-shrouded dormitory.

"Master Yan."

Fang Huai shouted.

Huo Yanxing withdrew his gaze: "He came out yesterday."

Fang Huai couldn't help but tense up: "Are we going to take action again?"

In the darkness, Huo Yanxing was silent.

Fang Huai was even more worried.

After an unknown amount of time, the driver and Fang Huai heard him say indifferently: "He is too ambitious."

Sooner or later it will be backlashed.

Fang Huai knew that person.

The young head of the branch.

That's a scary man.

Although I have only seen it once, it is enough to remember it deeply.

"That person will be interested in You Qingying."

In the dark carriage, Huo Yanxing's emotionless voice came again.

Fang Huai and the driver couldn't help but trembled.

It was as if I had heard a terrifying story, and the hairs on my back stood up.

*

"Gululu..."

In the deep sea, the tiny body is slowly sinking.

The water pressure gradually made it difficult for the owner of the body to breathe, and his heart felt like it was being hit with a heavy hammer again and again, as if it was about to explode.

The sinking body tried to struggle, but could not move.

It felt like someone was tightly holding him with a thick iron chain and pulling him down.

"Wandering, flying shadows!"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came to my ears.

You Zingying opened his eyes suddenly and stared at the ceiling blankly.

"Hey, are you okay?" Yu Rou touched her arm: "Don't you have any classes today?"

You Zingying sat up suddenly, his expression still a little dull.

She tried to remember the dream.

Is that her own memory?

Because that feeling was so real, it really seemed like it had happened.

Why is she in that boundless sea?

Who is she really?

You Jingying held her forehead, frowned hard, and there was confusion in her eyes for a moment.

She wonders, can she find her true self again?

"You Qingying, are you okay?" Song Yu came over with a book in hand, "If you feel uncomfortable, please take a leave."

"It's okay, you go first, I'll be back soon," You Zingying got up, washed up quickly, picked up his books, and ran out of the dormitory. He walked quickly all the way, and almost bumped into the duo who had arrived late in the classroom. .

She stopped in time.

Lu Bozhou was also stunned by You Zingying's sudden momentum, and the two of them were about to collide within an arm's length.

Ruan Jiming supported Lu Bozhou's shoulders and smiled ambiguously: "I almost threw myself into my arms!"

Lu Bozhou slapped his friend's hand away, frowned at You Jingying, then turned and walked into the classroom.

He doesn't like this kind of self-righteous woman who favors men cheaply.

Ruan Jiming knows his best friend best and said to You Qingying: "I'll give you a suggestion. If you want to chase him, you have to play hard to get. He doesn't like girls who are enthusiastic and supportive."

You Qingying: "..."

Something is wrong.

The three of them occupied a seat for You Jingying. As soon as they sat down, Yu Rou came over and said, "What did Ruan Jiming say to you just now?"

"nothing."

"You and Lu Bozhou seem to be quite familiar with each other," Song Yu said suddenly.

You Jingying smiled slightly: "You are overthinking. I cannot reach such a noble young master."

Your noble son?

The three of them looked over there. Ruan Jiming raised his hand and said hello to several people. Lu Bozhou looked straight in the direction of the podium like a noble gentleman sitting quietly in an oil painting.

"You are indeed your noble master," Yu Rou smiled, "There is not much in Yancheng, only the children of aristocratic families are the most numerous."

Lu Bozhou will not be the only noble son.

Song Yu pouted: "The Lu family is indeed very capable."

You Jingying didn't hear a few words before the professor came in.

Song Yu patted her arm at this time: "Sister Yu has returned to Yancheng. I asked you if you have time in the evening. I would like to treat you to a light meal."

You Qingying: "This..."

"She specially booked the Xianning Pavilion in Yunjingju."

Having said that, You Jingying did not refuse: "Then at night."

Song Yu immediately took out his mobile phone and secretly sent a message to Wang Yanyu.

*

After class, Ruan Jiming suddenly walked towards them: "Your name is You Qingying."

Song Yu stood in front and asked, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Ruan?"

Seeing the defensive looks on their faces, Ruan Jiming was stunned and said with a smile: "I don't mean any harm. The beauties don't need to be so defensive."

"Do you have anything to do with Qingying?" Song Yu asked again.

Obviously he doesn't like this.

The status of the Ruan family is indeed not low, but the Song family also has the confidence of the Song family.

Ruan Jiming looked at You Jingying: "I just came here to say hello, after all, we will meet her often in the future!"

Song Yu and others looked at each other and felt that what he said was not good.

After Ruan Jiming finished speaking, he turned around and left with Lu Bozhou, who was waiting in the distance.

Wen Shirui said: "Qingying, have you offended him? Don't look at Ruan Jiming who is smiling. I heard that he is a boxing student. Rumor has it that he likes to solve problems with violence."

The Wen family's status in Yancheng was far inferior to that of the Song family, so she had no chance to mix with the children of the Ruan family and the Lu family. If she hadn't been in the same dormitory with Song Yu, she wouldn't even have been able to get in touch with the Song family.

Rich people have their own circles, and aristocratic families have their own circles.

Compared with the Song family and others, the Wen family is like a nouveau riche!

"Don't listen to those rumors," Song Yu said: "He is indeed learning boxing, but he is not violent."

Such a person would have been expelled from the school long ago, why would he be allowed to hang out here?

Wen Shirui smiled and said, "That's an exaggeration."

You Jingying is not interested in these.

She looked through the morning classes and found that the schedule was full. She couldn't join the three of them in the later classes. After leaving the classroom here, she went straight to another classroom.

Go to the classroom over there, choose a seat and sit down. Turning to one side, you can see two people sitting in the upper corner.

Ruan Jiming was stunned for a moment, then raised a smile and said hello.

Lu Bozhou frowned slightly.

For the next few classes, they were all in the same classroom, close to one area.

You Jingying didn't take it seriously.

But as a good friend of Lu Bozhou, and after hearing the words "admirer" said by You Ziying, he even misunderstood You Ziying as deliberately approaching Lu Bozhou to gain a sense of presence.

He even inquired about it for his friend and found out that You Jingying had just transferred to another school.

Looking at his attire, he knew that he got into Yancheng University based on his grades.

I feel that You Qingying approached Lu Bozhou specifically after asking about his situation.

During class, You Ziying occasionally took out her cell phone to reply to some messages. After the last class, she received a call from the leader of the funeral home on her way to the cafeteria.

"You Qingying, the body you sewed for the Academy of Sciences was lost and found again."

"..."

"A few pieces were sawed off," the leader frowned and said, "I need you to go again."

"How could it be lost?" That's a branch. Ordinary people can sneak in at will?

"You lost it the night you left and found it just a few hours ago," the leader said, "You can come over later when you have time."

You Jingying looked at the class schedule: "I'll go there in the evening..."

"It's best to come over now. The deceased's teacher hopes you can come over now."

That man named Gu Simian?

You Qingying said: "I understand."

She pinched her fingers and looked at the dark clouds covering the sky, feeling a faint evil aura coming towards her.

Alas, she was in trouble again.