The two souls wear the same person + side story

Of course, I can no longer call her a woman with small feet, which is not a good name. This time, she is going to take Xu Wanqing to the hospital in Beijing to see if she can let go of her feet, and by the way, see if the body that has not died for 500 years has died. Mutated into something else.

But right now, she is questioning Xu Wanqing's vision and character, and intends to teach her that in modern times, it is impossible to plot against such an old child.

If Xu Wanqing really collapsed the gentle, educated and reasonable feudal woman who spoke strangely but had a clear mind in front of her, she might consider selling Xu Wanqing at a high price on the black market and then check what's in her mind Is the paste too much.

"Why is Shangmei so curious about this? Who told Shangmei? Let me analyze it for you."

Xu Wanqing pinched a lock of her curly hair and combed it in front of her. Without resting her hands, she smoothed her collar and fastened the second button.

frivolous!Shang Yi fell back and sank into the soft sofa.

I always feel that Xu Wanqing in front of me is like a master in love, always teasing her.

Keep women's way or not!

She refused to accept this, and replied with a cold face: "Just answer me."

"If no one tells Shangmei, then Shangmei herself has something to say to others. Who is so lucky to get your love? In my opinion, who is Shangmei affectionate and righteous to, and what kind of friendship do you want to promote? Tell yourself I understand that expressing friendship in poetry is somewhat tactful, and in this comprehension, many meanings that should have been lost..."

"Ah, that's enough, that's enough." Shang Yi was afraid of her.

Where do so many words come from.

"It seems that there is." Xu Wanqing didn't seem to intend to let her go, picked up the teacup and slowly sipped the tea, and took a sip of the tea herself, as if waiting for Shang Yi to give her an explanation.

"Oh no, why are you acting like a grandma who is in charge, and you're going to interrogate me as soon as you sit here, so I'll just ask you a few words about why you talk so much."

"Really asking for advice?" Xu Wanqing gave her a sharp look, then gently put down the cup and took the book, "No one really likes it?"

"It's true, no one, no one. You speak well."

Xu Wanqing picked up the teacup to drink tea again, with a hint of reserved smile, three points of pride and seven points of complacency.

Shang Yi's head hurts: "Say it quickly, don't laugh."

"I've said it, you don't listen well, so I won't say it." Putting down the teacup, Xu Wanqing turned around and went behind the sofa. When Shang Yi was about to get up and beat her, she turned to the other side of the cubicle early and turned the tap to wash her hands. .

When Shang Yi chased after her, Xu Wanqing raised her hand and splashed water all over her face.

Who are these people!

Shang Yi was so angry that his eyes turned black, but he couldn't do anything with Xu Wanqing, so he had to put aside the dispute and tentatively set it as a gentleman's friendship.

It's her own dirty, she deserves it.She hypnotized herself and helped the ugly boy stand for a while before she recovered.

When he entered again, Xu Wanqing had already read a book.

Shang Yi deliberately made her feel uncomfortable, grabbed the book with his hands and threw it in the corner.

The opposite party smiled softly, and looked at her as if teasing: "Sister Shang is childish."

After that, he went to pick up the book by himself and came back, Shang Yi was left alone, unable to cough out this bad breath, unable to swallow it, he was so stuffed up that he just wanted to curse.

Why is she so fussy like an ancient man?

Not only do they usually care about the enemy, but they also underestimate the enemy, thinking that the ancients are as pedantic as coffins.

How could this man be so angry with her after living for more than 500 years?

Standing with arms crossed for a while, with chest rising and falling, Shang Yi finally calmed down.

The ugly boy knocked on the door and said outside, "Sister, Xu Wanqing is here."

"Bullshit—won't Xu Wanqing just—" Shang Yi just wanted to say, and suddenly realized that there was a young Xu Wanqing in Zhang Xu's body, 16 years old.

"Sister Shang and so on." Xu Wanqing put down the book and got up, and parted Shang Yi's collar. Shang Yi took a step back uncomfortably, but the opposite party was extremely solemn, "Seeing me again this time is just that I can never be with you again." I met, whether I see Zhang Xu again, or the 16-year-old me, it will be the last time, sister Shang..."

"It's not that I won't return to Pingdu."

"You are indeed not coming back." Xu Wanqing's hand on her shoulder fell gently.

"..."

This is really sad.

"If you don't get mad at me, maybe I will have a good face." Shang Yi subdued, she has a broad mind, accepts all rivers and rivers, writes off all the previous things, and prepares to see this one last time.

Xu Wanqing was sitting in the tea room with Zhang Xu's body on her back. There were many small red chairs in the tea room. The door was ajar, revealing a corner of her school uniform that had been washed white. Her hair was neatly combed. She sat upright with her legs together and pressed her hands on the knees.There is a small schoolbag on the little red chair next to it, half open, with a few books in it.

Standing at the door, Shang Yi felt a little divided, adjusted his mentality and walked in: "Why do you want to see me all of a sudden?"

"I have something important to discuss." Xu Wanqing looked like a child who had made a mistake, her eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, "Sister Shang, please sit down."

Shang Yi turned around and closed the door tightly, and sat opposite, Xu Wanqing took out a copy of "Jin Ping Mei" and handed it over: "I thought this book was very good, I wrote a stack of manuscripts silently at home, accidentally let my husband see it, and my husband sent it to The bookstore has already printed a lot... I don't know who Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng is, if Shangmei knows where the descendants are, I would like to visit..."

Shang Yi stroked the chair and thought for a long time, she didn't know when that Jin Ping Mei was handed down in the world, but now it's spread through Xu Wanqing's hands, then, it's probably a parallel world, different from the one she's in, like Zhu Biao didn't death, Zhu Di did not become emperor, or other erroneous mistakes made things extraordinarily different.