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Is this my imagination or something that actually happened?She suddenly felt a headache again, she always had a headache, as if she was sick, but her body didn't feel that way, she had a face that was recovering from a serious illness, but the state didn't look like recovering from a serious illness, she didn't understand, she was thinking a lot It was useless, so I grabbed the diary and looked down.

As if opening the door to a new world, she was a little surprised. There was only one entry in the diary. According to Lu Qiong, it was yesterday. Today is Monday. For two people.

She silently read the words, and felt a kindness similar to blood, as if she could feel that it was written by herself, and then, she clarified, and suddenly realized.

It turns out that she and Lu Qiong are lovers!Then it's wrong for her to be so cowardly...

So as if he had made up his mind, Xu Chenmu puffed his chest out and raised his head, feeling full of confidence in everything he did, then happily squatted down next to the trash with confidence and pride that he didn't know where he came from, ready to dig out the express box and open it up for a look. What exactly is there.

However, she rummaged through the trash can, and the express box was gone.

Thinking back quickly in her mind, when Lu Qiong left, she was distracted, and when she recovered, Lu Qiong had already left. She looked at Lu Qiong on the balcony, and Lu Qiong seemed to be holding something.

Hey, Lu Qiong took it away!So what is it!She really regretted that she couldn't grit her teeth and dismantle it directly, isn't it garbage anyway!Just read it!

She was so worn down by this itchy, bone-eating curiosity, regretting to death, sighed, grabbed a pear and continued to gnaw on it, sitting on the sofa, waiting for the arrival of the two legendary guests visit.

One is bald, dressed plainly in the photo, like the person in the old photo, not used to the expression of taking pictures, dodging the camera with a very restrained smile, about 37 or [-] years old, not considered bald, just the hairline The line is worrying, I don't know her identity, and I don't know what relationship it has with her. Lu Qiong doesn't say anything, and she doesn't have the nerve to ask.

The other had two photos, and she couldn't believe they were the same person, the first one was a guy with greasy hair all over his scalp, his socks were raised up, he was wearing white sneakers that never seemed to be washed, and he was bending over Show melancholy look.The last one is a well-tailored suit worn on the body, the hair has been carefully groomed, the eyebrows are clean, and the eyes are proud and provocative.

These two people were going to see her, but she propped her chin and felt that she was not looking forward to it at all.

Chapter 22 Monday: Past Depression

It seems to be a long-planned game, Xu Chenmu feels more and more that something is hidden, and suddenly feels that it is not good for him to be too serious about conspiracy theories. The inexplicable news sensitivity of journalists is used in this kind of situation. strange place.She should have full trust in Lu Qiong, shouldn't she?Oh yes, she didn't suspect Lu Qiong anything... She fell into a great confusion, patted her head and didn't speak anymore.quietly waiting for her guests to arrive.

The wind outside became more and more violent, and the sound of hula hula penetrated the wall and reached the house. She kept gnawing on the pears, bit by bit the skin off, and then bit into her stomach bit by bit as if she was idle and bored. , and then began to eat the pulp of the pear.

When it was the third pear, Lao Xu came, and Xu Chenmu didn't know why he suddenly remembered that the bald man was called Lao Xu, as if he clicked some mechanism to trigger the plot, she knew, oh, Lao Xu is here , but still can’t remember who Old Xu is, glanced out from the cat’s eyes, the man’s hairline receded very obviously, his face was a little tired but he showed a kind smile, he held something and stood aside to watch I don't know, and then the other side is holding flowers.

People always like to bring a bouquet of flowers when they visit their relatives and friends. When people die, they also go to the tombstone to offer a bouquet of flowers. Hidden sorrow.Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little stupid, why did she define people's hearts only through customs, she organized her words subconsciously, and then slapped the back of her hand hard.

Damn mental retardation.

The man strenuously clamped the flowers in the crook of his right arm, and the thing he was carrying was dangling and about to fall at any time. He seemed to have taken another big bag and clamped it under his armpit again, and then he freed his left hand to knock slowly. He waited awkwardly for the door, but seeing no response, he knocked lightly a few more times.

Xu Chenmu opened the door before the flowers fell, took the flowers with a smile, and stepped aside to pass him, he looked embarrassed: "Flowers, the flowers are not for you."

"..." Xu Chenmu wanted to beat him with flowers.

so awkward.

"Let's talk first." She smiled, and in her heart she gave Lao Xu a [-] point reduction, then turned around and closed the door, who else could it be if it wasn't for her?She's sick! Hey!So to visit is to visit or something!

She suddenly felt something was wrong in her mind, why did she feel so selfish that it was for her?Does she know Lao Xu very well? Can she just make fun of this kind of jokes, say to beat him or something...?

"My wife cooked porridge for you, saying that Lu Qiong has never been able to cook, for fear that you will be wronged."

Um?Lu Qiong can't cook?

Xu Chenmu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly the outline of Lu Qiong standing in the kitchen with her head bowed and tenderness flashed into her mind. It was not the impression of today, but the real scene intercepted from a certain gentle time in the past. She suddenly felt Squeaky, but I don't know why.

The man struggled to put down the things, put the bag on the coffee table, and looked around: "You eat while it's hot, it's really nice here, after all, it's Lu Qiong's place."

She was poked to the point of vanity by the compliment of "it's Lu Qiong's place after all", as if she was being praised. Yes, he pretended not to care, and smiled casually: "Old Xu, did Lu Qiong ask you to come and see me?"

"Yeah, she's been in a bit of trouble recently, but it's not that lately. How is your health? She didn't let us see you a while ago. I told you to do your duty and finish what you have in hand. If you don’t listen to me, go run over there.” Old Xu thought that Lu Qiong had told her, but he didn’t care, he patted his thigh and sighed, “Look, you see that such a big thing happened, the praise from above is praise, I can't watch you, a girl, go to such a dangerous place because of personal relationship!"

Xu Chenmu grinned dryly and smiled: "What trouble did Lu Qiong encounter?"

"You don't know? I thought she told you!" Old Xu was taken aback, and patted his thigh again as if talking about storytelling, "On that day, Xiong Mingyue was shameless, and the fans beat him up and said it was Lu Qiong. No, how can there be such a reason? Those little girls bit Lu Qiong like mad dogs, and I have never seen Xiong Mingyue look better than Lu Qiong!"

"Wait, wait... Let me smooth it out, you make it clear... I don't quite understand..." Xu Chenmu felt that this was a huge message, and when he listened to it, he found that it seemed to be spoken in a foreign language. She waved her hand to break Lao Xu's thigh, which was about to continue to be photographed. She leaned forward and stared at Lao Xu's dignified and honest face. She seemed to recall that Lao Xu was a very good person, so she trusted her. Sure enough, it was Lu Qiong who would call to visit him, and she raised a big smile.

"Oh, that's what happened!" Old Xu slapped his thigh again, Xu Chenmu felt a dull pain in his flesh, and Old Xu gave a serious look like talking about storytelling: "Lu Qiong, a writer, started writing online novels Yes, even though it was about romance, it turned into pure literature for some reason, and became a freelance writer when the contract with the website expired. The original readers all ran after Lu Qiong like a wild wolf. She was quite famous at the time, after all, she could rely on her talent to make a living and have good looks. Wasn't Lu Qiong young at that time——"