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Because of chatting with him for a while, Wen Ying didn't leave Jiang's residence until after six o'clock that day. Jiang Shanglu also seemed to stay downstairs and sit alone for a while after dinner as usual, but he didn't know what was going on. My sister just thinks Mr. Jiang looks in a good mood today.

Although she couldn't figure out what was so good about it, but when she helped Jiang Shanglu make a pot of tea and brought it up, she was just about to go down and continue cleaning the kitchen when she saw Jiang Shanglu stop pouring tea with his head down.

And for a while, this man with an unpredictable personality stared blankly at the tea reflecting his face for a while, then raised his eyes and asked Sister Liu in a strange tone after a long time.

"Do I usually look a little older?"

"En? No, why do you ask that suddenly? Isn't your age just right..."

It was a little strange for Sister Liu to hear him say that, but seeing Jiang Shanglu in front of her was really quite rare looking slightly troubled by something, she just smiled softly and said in a tone of talking to a child,

"Mr. Jiang has a very good appearance. Now he is not old but mature. But in fact, you can vaguely see that when you were studying, you must be the type that little girls would like..."

"...You have also learned to say such things to coax me."

"Hey, that's really not true. I'm telling the truth. Mr. Jiang, if you change into young people's clothes now instead of wearing those gray and black suits, others will definitely see it. I don't know your age, but at first glance, I think you are a young boy..."

Hearing what Sister Liu said, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, and she didn't really take it seriously. Jiang Shanglu slowly put down the teacup in his hand. After seeing that the time was almost up, he was about to stand up and go upstairs to rest. But at this moment, he But suddenly, the landline beside him rang suddenly.

"Hey, who is it?"

He casually picked up the landline at hand and asked. Any calls made at this time seemed a bit strange to Jiang Shanglu. After all, anyone who is familiar with his work and rest habits would not have the courage to do so unless it was a very special situation. During this time, he deliberately disturbed his rest.

And hearing the man's cold and greasy voice, the young woman on the other end of the phone trembled in panic. After trying to suppress the nervousness in her chest for a while, Jiang Shuhua's secretary, Miss Chen, said With red eyes, he lowered his voice and said,

"Mr. Jiang, I'm Xiao Chen, have you rested? I want to report something to you immediately..."

"Well, what's the matter, tell me."

"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang disappeared. Before going out this afternoon, he told me that he would go out to meet a partner, but no one has come back until now. I just couldn't help calling to ask the partner. Over there, it turned out that Mr. Jiang didn't go to their company at all in the afternoon...and just when I was going to notify you and contact the police, but...I suddenly received an anonymous text message..."

"...What content, read it word by word for me."

Ever since she heard the news that Jiang Shuhua had disappeared, her face had darkened in terror. Sister Liu didn't know what was going on and dared not say anything, but when she saw that Jiang Shanglu was really angry, she immediately retreated quietly.

But barely suppressing his anger, he put his fingers on the armrest of the sofa and knocked nervously a few times. Jiang Shanglu, who had gathered a gloomy fire in his eyes, heard Miss Chen's sobbing voice in his ears in the next second. .

"...Let Jiang Shanglu...that scumbag...now...come to the suburbs now, in the abandoned succulent base called Huakang near Guanhai...you can only let him come here alone, and tell him, As long as you dare to call the police privately or if there is one more person, I will kill his nephew immediately, I... I'm not joking... Also, prepare enough money for me..."

——"If you dare not listen to me, I will cut off his hands and feet first, and then send this kid and his grandpa... Dad... down for a reunion, listen...do you hear..."

……

Outside the No. [-] abandoned shed, the scene of succulent pulp and water flowing all over the ground is quite shocking. Human legs, arms and even heads are scattered on the surrounding dirty ground, and with the air in the air. The water evaporates and quickly dries up and disappears into the soil.

Wang Zhimo, who was pale-faced, obviously hadn't recovered from the fright just now, and asked in a trembling voice while covering his eyes and poking around behind Wen Ying,

"Wen Ying, those ghosts...are the ghosts gone?"

"Gone."

Replied him briefly, Wen Ying leaned down and tried to touch those disgusting and deformed fleshy bodies with the palm of his hand, and at the same time, a cluster of vermilion phoenix flowers blooming from the palm of his hand was also opening The stamens were pecked behind the beak into the surface cell wall of the thing.

After a creepy sound of water, a large piece of snow-white insect eggs with a densely packed hollow surface was dug out from the abdomen of a fleshy corpse. Wen Ying slowly picked it up and carefully picked it up. After checking it, he frowned and thought for a while, then looked at his dirty hands and opened his mouth lightly.

Wen Ying: "Wang Zhimo."

Wang Zhimo: "En? What's wrong?"

Wen Ying: "Next."

Wang Zhimo: "……………………"

Along with Wen Ying's slow movements, the large piece of sticky insect eggs was also casually thrown into Wang Zhimo's arms in front of him.

Seeing this, Wang Zhimo first looked down in confusion, and when he saw the dark green blood dripping on his shoes along the crevices of his fingers, he opened his mouth wide in bewilderment, and then immediately opened his mouth with a broken expression. shouted.

"Fuck!!! Wen Ying! Why did you throw this damn thing at me all of a sudden!! It's so disgusting!! What kind of smell is this!! Vomit!!! I'm going to throw up!!! I really want to Vomited!!!!"

"Didn't you say just now that I just call other people's names casually, and they will be willing to promise me whatever I ask them to do?"

With a steady voice, Wen Ying raised her head slowly while speaking, and looked at Wang Zhimo with the kind of eyes that usually look like dead fish eyes, but now they are quite attractive.

And Wang Zhimo, who was so excited to see his flowering state for the first time there just now, accidentally said something wrong, was crying without tears and embraced the big slippery insect egg for a long time. With a face like a little daughter-in-law, she leaned in front of Wen Ying and begged in a low voice.

Wang Zhimo: "Brother Ying, I was wrong, I was really wrong...Isn't it the first time I've seen you like this in the world, didn't I control my emotions well for a while...you in the whole world Are you the most handsome and the most manly... You also give me a chance to reform myself..."

Wen Ying: "You take it first, I'll think about it."

Wang Zhimo: "What?? No way! Wenying! You, you...how could you treat me like this! We two! We are good brothers who have gone through life and death! Oh! I know! You are in full bloom! It’s all grown up, you’ve never treated me like this before! Woohoo! It’s better to be my young girl who hasn’t grown buds yet! Simple and kind! Much cuter than your fierce look now Already!"

Wen Ying: "........."

Silently raised his head and cast aside the noisy chatter beside him, Wang Zhimo, a spineless fellow, was dumbfounded by Wen Ying's face, which was as beautiful as a painting.

And for a while, he took off his coat with a bitter face as if resigned to his fate, and wrapped up and hugged the insect eggs that Wen Ying clearly wanted to take away, and then asked helplessly.

Wang Zhimo: "We've got that thing now... what else do we need to do? Why don't we just take it back for testing..."

Wen Ying: "This is only a part of the residual insect eggs. If possible, I still have to find a real live body to prove my point to the headquarters."

Wang Zhimo: "Um, living body? But who knows where the living body is so big... And speaking of it, Wen Ying, do you think it's a bit strange, obviously someone has entered before us, why haven't we yet?" Did you hear the movement? Where did the people who went in first go? Didn't they see these succulents crawling around..."

Hearing what Wang Zhimo said, Wen Ying also raised his head and looked around thoughtfully. Indeed, as he said, if someone really entered the greenhouse before them, logically speaking, they should encounter these particularly conspicuous people. Of succulent monsters.

But when his eyes fell on the other side of the shed where the plastic film was torn open and there was no head or limb, Wen Ying walked slowly over to look inside and then turned to Wang Zhimo. said,

"The people who came in directly chose this empty shed to go in. They should be people who are familiar with this base before... just in case, we will follow up and have a look. After all, midge-infected bodies are aggressive against animals and plants. , not very safe."

"Hey, that's fine, so let's go in like this... Let's go in and have a look together. If you catch the source of infection you want early, you can go back to sleep early..."

Having said that, and agreeing with his point of view, Wang Zhimo wanted to walk with Wen Ying into this huge empty shed here, and then through this passage to enter a place deeper and connected to the entire succulent base inside.

But before they took a few steps inside, they unexpectedly encountered an unexpected situation that neither of them had expected, and just now they were going to deal with the fleshy monsters outside, and now they were forced to face some fierce, genuine monsters. Wang Zhimo, the human bandit, froze all of a sudden.

"Stop!!! Who are you!! What are you trying to do here in the middle of the night!!! Ah!!!"

They jumped up together and surrounded Wen Ying and Wang Zhimo, who broke into the kidnapping scene by mistake. These gangsters looked like those who are often gangsters in the society, with powerful flashlights and controlled knives in their hands. It seems that the number of roads is very wrong.

Behind them was a young man who was tightly tied up and thrown on the ground. He looked like a big white radish that had been forcibly pulled out of the ground, a young man paralyzed on the ground. Because of the dark light problem, Wen Ying and Wang Zhimo had a moment I can't quite see the exact appearance of this person.

Seeing this, Wang Zhimo touched his nose in embarrassment, then lowered his voice and muttered to Wen Mumu, who was standing expressionless beside him.

Wang Zhimo: "Hey, what should I do now? Why don't you do something brave by the way..."

Wen Ying: "See you."

Wang Zhimo: "I really convinced you, you said you can't say a few more words with me at once..."

Complaining in his mouth, he pretended to be useless and raised his head. Wang Zhimo, a boring guy, said that he adjusted his facial expression deliberately, and then looked at these few people with his hands together in bitterness. Holding up a knife, he begged his kidnapper,

"Big brother! Big brother! I beg you... My buddies and I really didn't see anything just now... We just came in and found a place to go to the bathroom... Please, please let us go... We still Young, we really don't want to die..."

"Bah, who are you trying to fool! You can go to the toilet and come so far away from us! Why don't you go to outer space to go to the toilet! Tell me! Did you plan to go out and call the police just now! And this one on the side ... Oh, I'm going! Brothers, come and see this kid's face! It's really strange that there are still big men who look like this..."

Wang Zhimo: “………………………………”

Wen Ying: “……………………………………”

Originally, I just wanted to tease these kidnappers who were obviously not enough in IQ, but at this moment, Wang Zhimo's heart really fell into a trough in an instant, and for a while, he was a little afraid to look at the one next to him who seemed to be pretty after blooming. The face of the vengeful Major Wen.

Seeing the phoenix tree branches poised to come out of the soil behind the kidnappers, Wang Zhimo, with a sympathetic face, just wanted to remind Wen Ying to be careful when he strikes later, don't be serious. beat people to death.

The mobile phone in one of the kidnappers' pockets suddenly rang, and after his eyes lit up and he quickly picked up the phone, the flamboyant kidnapper smiled and smiled under the watchful eyes of Wen Ying and Wang Zhimo. Shout out a somewhat special title,

"Hey, Second Master Jiang, you are finally here. Our ransom...have you brought all of it?"

……

Carrying a box of cash temporarily exchanged by Ms. Chen and sent to Jiang's house, Jiang Shanglu, who really obeyed the kidnapper's words and chose to come alone, is standing alone in this huge and deserted base, his face in the night looks a little gloomy. Somewhat vague.

The shadow behind him was dragged very long by the moonlight, and as the tall, thin and pale man walked in lazily, the white moonlight coated his profound and cruel face little by little, and finally it was frozen. His face is the easiest to impress, and the most afraid of the eyes that dare not look directly.

The kidnapper who took the lead today happened to see this scene as soon as he came out. He didn't know what was going on and felt a little creepy in his heart. He unconsciously remembered the requirements of Director Lin who had a feud with Jiang Shanglu before, and immediately forced himself to calm down With a sneer, he rushed to Jiang Shanglu who was not far away and said,

"Mr. Jiang is inside now. As long as Second Master Jiang gives us the money we should give, and promises us one condition, we will release him immediately."

"I didn't say anything else when I came here. Is this condition discussed by you guys on the spur of the moment?"

He laughed in a weird voice. Jiang Shanglu, who was dressed in black casual clothes, looked as elegant and calm as he was discussing business at the negotiating table at the moment. He didn't see anything frightening or nervous. On the contrary, he The kidnapper frowned impatiently after being exposed by him like this, and said loudly,

"Now Jiang Shuhua is fucking in our hands! We have the final say on what we want to ask! If you don't agree, we will immediately give his hands and feet to—"

"Young man, don't get excited."

Slowly interrupting the yelling in the mouth of the kidnappers, the way a big man like Jiang Shanglu squinted and looked at people was too psychologically stressful.

Seeing this, the kidnapper gasped and didn't dare to speak, but his already uncertain heart became more and more flustered, and it took a long time before he spoke again. Jiang Shanglu first slowly lifted the box in his hand and smiled amiably. smiled and said,

"I brought all the money today, but you have to let me meet my nephew first."

There was nothing unreasonable about this request. The frowning kidnapper thought about it, went in and called out all his accomplices, and tied them like a long string of small dried peppers hanging under the eaves. The miserable and unlucky three were roughly dragged out together.

"What does that mean? When did I have three nephews?"

With a strange smile, Jiang Shanglu made fun of it. As he said this, Jiang Shanglu first set his eyes on Jiang Shuhua to make sure he was safe, and then casually turned to glance at the faces of the other two strange young people.

And Wen Ying, who was standing at the other end and looking directly at him, was nervous for no reason, but it was a pity that everything he expected did not happen.

Because Jiang Shanglu, who stayed with him almost every day a while ago, neither recognized him in this state, nor stared at his face like ordinary people. He is dead, and the treatment is exactly the same as that of the unkempt Comrade Wang Zhimo next to him.

Wen Ying: "……………………"

For a while, I couldn't tell what was going on in my heart. I was used to Jiang Shanglu's different attitude towards me before, and I was talking to myself all day long. Now Jiang Shanglu's reaction, which is so normal, made Wen Ying a little uncomfortable. up.

The kidnapper, who was made speechless by Jiang Shanglu's sarcasm, twitched his lips, and directly ignored Wang Zhimo and Wen Ying, two burdensome people who allegedly broke into the place by mistake because they were going to the toilet. Jiang Shuhua, whose expression was so weak that he couldn't even speak, opened his mouth and said,

"The other two have nothing to do with you, you just need to put Jiang—"

Wang Zhimo: "What! Why has nothing to do with us! We are also poor hostages! That rich little uncle over there! Please give us a chance to continue living! As long as my friends and I are saved Yes! The two of us can be your nephew too!!"

Wen Ying: "……………………"

Jiang Shanglu: "........."

Wang Zhimo, the guy who was born to make trouble, suddenly made the tense atmosphere at the scene awkward. Because he heard his name by accident and was sure that Jiang Shuhua was kidnapped, Wen Ying chose to stay for a while. He didn't say anything, just took a look at Jiang Shanglu standing there alone, obviously dressed in thin clothes because he came out in a hurry, and it took a long time before he frowned less obviously.

"Second Uncle...Second Uncle..."

The trembling voice in Jiang Shuhua's throat finally broke the short silence. Jiang Shanglu glanced at him calmly when he heard the words, only nodded to indicate that he heard it, and then slowly lifted the box in his hand to open his mouth road,

"Okay, I saw him, you can take the money too, let's talk about your requirements."

"Second Master Jiang is indeed a good uncle who cares about his nephew... Well, then I will tell you without wasting too much time, I want Jiang Shuhua and you to go safely, as long as you kneel down and give Let's kowtow a few times, and we'll let him go right away haha..."

The kidnapper laughed wildly as soon as he said this, and Wen Ying, who was standing by the side, suddenly changed his expression when he heard him make this strongly malicious request. Jiang Shanglu, who was silent, didn't come to his senses until Jiang Shuhua couldn't help but angrily began to curse at the kidnappers who had clearly been ordered to harm him.

"...Wen Ying, should we go up and help out a little..."

Wang Zhimo's words made Wen Ying turn his head to look at him. He didn't know that Jiang Shanglu was the witness who was currently investigating the identity of the Earth Plant Household Registration Office, so he thought that Wen Ying just stood still and simply wanted to stay and help Jiang Shuhua .

But just when Wen Ying nodded with a complicated expression and was about to break free from the control of the rope to help the Jiang family's uncle and nephew out of trouble, a rather strong and strange flower fragrance faintly permeated the air at this moment.

Wang Zhimo and Wen Ying, whose expressions changed drastically in an instant, raised their heads to look in the direction of Jiang Shanglu at the same time, only to see that black and red stamens began to grow wildly at the feet of the man who had been standing there with a strange and gloomy expression all the time. Poppy flower with zigzag petals.

And the gloomy man who is manipulating these gorgeous and ferocious flowers to keep approaching these kidnappers brought his red tongue out from the edge of his pale lips and licked it, then tilted his head and slowly moved like a real devil. laughed.

"My patience has run out... Now let me show you how you will die in the future, okay?"

"Ghost...Ghost!!! Help!! Ghost!!!"

With a face full of horror, he let go of Jiang Shuhua who was under his control, because witnessing this creepy and weird scene, the kidnappers whose legs were half limp had already turned pale with fright.

But even though they had already pushed Jiang Shuhua away with the same shocked expression, those poppies that grew wildly like a coquettish and colorful poisonous snake in the flowers quickly entangled from their calves, and imprisoned him tightly in the Into the soil under one's feet.

At the same time, the scent of flowers emanating from Jiang Shanglu's body, which can arouse people's strong mental hallucinations, also plunged everyone on the scene into a terrible and terrifying situation except Wang Zhimo and Wen Ying, who were holding their breath desperately at the beginning. And realistic spiritual purgatory.

"Don't cut my stomach...ah... my stomach!! NO!"

"My intestines are coming out...ah...I can see my intestines...it hurts..."

"My brain... don't take my brain away... woo... I was wrong... I won't dare again..."

Wang Zhimo and Wen Ying, who pretended to be mentally paralyzed, sat motionless with their eyes closed and watched the scene from beginning to end, while the kidnappers on the ground were already killed by poppies. The neurotoxin was driving me crazy, and I could only scratch my hair and yell in pain on the ground.

Jiang Shanglu, who had recovered the poppy plant signs in a certain sense, and his whole body exuded a bloody smell, stepped forward blankly to confirm everyone's situation, but he first walked to the place where he had already fainted. Jiang Shuhua from the past frowned and sighed, then bent down to help his terribly weak nephew, then lowered his head and cast a glance at Wang Zhimo and Wen Ying beside him.

Even a dead person would have to gasp in fear from that gloomy gaze. Wang Zhimo, whose fingers were trembling slightly, felt that he was not far from being scared to pee his pants, so he could only force himself to hypnotize himself calmly. I really fainted, I really fainted so repeatedly.

And after a long time, Jiang Shanglu, who finally dispelled his doubts and planned to let them go, took Jiang Shuhua, who hadn't even scratched his skin, and left straight away. He and Wen Ying, who opened his eyes at the same time beside him, were covered in bloody Taste looked at each other with different expressions.

"Wen Ying, if you read correctly, the person just now... is... a human with opium poppy implants, right?"

Hearing Wang Zhimo's question, his mood was complicated and difficult to describe. The truth of the investigation for so long came to the surface. More appropriate.

And stood up from the ground and looked down at the kidnappers on the ground who were not physically damaged but were obviously on the verge of being frightened crazy. Wen Ying, who finally understood why Zhang Xiaoguang lost his memory at the time, replied in a dull voice. .

"kindness.

"My god, this is amazing. I have never seen an opium poppy in its adult form. Isn't it said that it is difficult to grow up, and it is almost impossible to survive the flowering period... So this little uncle What's the background, but it's a bit scary to see the way just now..."

When Wen Ying, who was inexplicably silent, walked out of the base with their first sample collection, Wang Zhimo was still chanting excitedly.

But after the sudden accident just now, both Wen Ying and he knew in their hearts that the human police would come here soon, so they couldn't stay here for too long, so they could only decide to look for it next time. Come at a suitable time.

Two and a half hours later, they cleared the scene of everything that would arouse the suspicion of the investigation agencies of the human world and left the scene.

And when he found their car parked in another place nearby and hurriedly opened the door to get in, Wang Zhimo, who could be regarded as freed from that ghostly place just now, first put the egg that he had been holding in his arms to the back seat of the car. Throwing and stretching again, when she raised her head again, she saw that the expression of Wen Ying beside her was a bit complicated.

"Hey, what's wrong with you from the very beginning, you don't even talk to me..."

Strangely, he lowered his head and wiped his hands. It was the first time that Wang Zhimo had known him for so long, and it was the first time he had seen him with such an obvious look on his mind. Wen Yan first replied that it was okay, and it took a long time for Wen Ying to be puzzled. The general slowly frowned, and then asked him seriously in an ignorant but extremely serious voice,

"If you find that the way a person behaves in front of you is different from his attitude towards everyone, what do you think is the reason?"

"Huh? What do you mean by that?"

"That is, he is the same to everyone... But only you have seen him differently. After you know it, you will think that he was deliberately lying to you or..."

"Oh... I understand what you mean! Stop talking! I understand!"

Hearing that the wooden ox head was wrong, it took a long time to describe what he wanted to ask. Although it was a bit out of date at the moment, Wang Zhimo, who somehow wanted to laugh, still tried his best to look like a life mentor and patted it. He smiled over his shoulder again.

Wang Zhimo: "Tell me honestly, Mumu, have you been dating recently?"

Wen Ying: "...Why do you ask that?"

Wang Zhimo: "Look, your question just now is obviously that someone has already done this to you. No wonder you were absent-minded just now... I will tell you directly, if there is really someone like this now For you, it must be because this person cares about you very much in his heart, because you see, he treats everyone the same, except that he suppresses his character in front of you, he must be afraid that you don't like him, so he just Try to show your best appearance, afraid of letting you know, and worried that you don't understand his heart... well, think about it carefully, if he really wants to lie to you, why should he only treat you alone Is that so!"

Wen Ying: "……………………"

This answer is completely different from what Wen Ying thought at the beginning. He had been thinking about Jiang Shanglu's purpose of deliberately showing weakness in front of him during this time, but the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became.

After all, if it wasn't for the later facts that Jiang Shanglu really came here tonight because of Jiang Shuhua, Wen Ying would even start to wonder if he was the participant behind the midge incident.

But if he really had a purpose, why did he use this method to target him alone?Obviously, he has the strength not inferior to him, but deliberately put his posture so low, from the way he speaks to the way he looks at him, he doesn't even care about asking him or... to please him, what is the depth of his doing this? What is the purpose of the layers...

Major Wen, who is not at all emotionally enlightened, just thought about it all the way in silence. He didn't figure out the ins and outs of this matter until he got back to the car, but when he finally couldn't help but put this very serious question After seriously sharing it with his friends, this guy who has always been very unreliable threw him such a nonsense answer.

"impossible."

Frowning and resolutely vetoing this answer, Wen Ying felt that it was absurd to use the weird word like to describe the relationship between him and Jiang Shanglu, so that his expression was a little sullen, but Wang Zhimo, a boring guy, was very excited when he heard it. He just took out the phone from his pocket and handed it to Wen Ying in front of him, smiling,

"You think what I said is wrong, right? Then let's make a phone call now. You and the person you're talking about casually talk a few words, and I'll see if that person really means anything to you. You how do you feel?"

This idea sounds unreliable, but Wen Ying, who had already begun to doubt his life, hesitated because of Wang Zhimo's words. He rejected Wang Zhimo's mobile phone for a while and took out his own phone from his pocket. It was determined by the time that Jiang Shanglu should have returned home with the unconscious Jiang Shuhua, and he probably made the call slowly after he was ready to rest.

Jiang Zhai's phone calls are always very slow to pick up, and Wen Ying is also a little thoughtful during this process, and Wang Zhimo's eyes are a little curious when he listens to his public voice, and it takes about ten seconds. Finally, the voice of a man who was a bit tired but surprisingly energetic sounded softly from the other end.

"Why did you call me at this hour?"

As soon as she heard this familiar voice, Wen Ying immediately thought of the terrifyingly unfamiliar man who used poppy poison to torture people in the Huakang Base two hours ago.

But right now, this surprisingly easy-going attitude is the way Jiang Shanglu looks when he faces him every day, so for a while, Wen Ying only felt that there was a very unreal feeling lingering in his heart for a long time, and he even began to wonder if he had admitted the wrong person No, the one just now was not Jiang Shanglu himself at all.

"...What were you doing at home just now?"

He frowned and asked such a question abruptly. Most people might find Wen Ying's questioning tone a bit offensive, but the older man on the phone didn't think so, because he was only silent for a moment, and then Accompanied by the slight sound of flipping the pages of the book, he said softly,

"Me? I've been reading a book just now, a book I like very much recently."

Ever since Wang Zhimo heard that he was on the phone with a man, his expression had become unbelievable. Now that he heard that the two were chatting in a good atmosphere, he even stared at the ghost. Seeing that Wen Ying in front of him didn't know what to say, but Wen Ying, who was completely immersed in figuring out her own doubts, didn't have time to notice his expression, she just frowned and asked along Jiang Shanglu's words,

"What book?"

Hearing that the young man who had been guiding me for a long time actually asked so bluntly, on the other end of the phone, the man who was sitting on the sofa resting on the sofa because he sent Jiang Shuhua to the hospital did not even have time to change his clothes. He smiled cunningly as if he had succeeded in something.

His voice is a little lazy, just as dangerous and charming as the red poppy flower in his real form, but the things engraved in his heart that can almost be recited make his mind extremely clear at the moment, while his ears don't know what's going on. Wen Ying, who was a little numb, heard Jiang Shanglu whisper to him in a low voice the next second,

"Then let me read you a paragraph."

"kindness."

In fact, I am not very curious about the content of the book itself, but Wen Ying, who somehow couldn't refuse him for some reason, still agreed. Sitting next to him, Wang Zhimo didn't even dare to show his atmosphere. I always felt that the atmosphere of the two people talking was a little sweet And hazy, it is impossible for outsiders to penetrate with a finger.

And in a second, he listened to the man on the other end of the phone slowly reading a poem to Wen Ying on the other side in an unbelievably gentle tone.

——A very beautiful love poem.

"I give you my whole soul, with all its quirks, pettiness, flickering, eighteen hundred kinds of bad things. It's a nuisance. It's only good. It loves you."

"Do you want to know what my love for you is? I like you from the bottom of my heart, and feel that your every move is very kind. I'm not happy that you like others more than me. If you like others, I can't help but cry, But I still like you."

"My courage and your courage add up. Is it enough to deal with this world? Going to make our voice to the world alone, I dare not alone, but as long as I have you, I dare."

"You are such a lovely person, you really deserve the best, I wish I were that."

"If you are willing, I will love you forever. If you are not willing... I will love you forever."

"No matter how mediocre I am, I always find love for you beautiful."

……

"I love you like my life... This is the name of this book, Wen Ying, do you like it?"