Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

Pang Yi originally thought that Qin Qi would say something, but he didn't expect Qin Qi to stand up suddenly, "No, it's time, I'm going to bed, you can play by yourself." After two clicks, the shadow disappeared. I don't know where the so-called sleeping place is?

Pang Yi was left alone in the house. He pushed open the door and looked outside. It was snow-covered and desolate.The 11-year-old Song Feile also looked at this scene from this angle.

How does he feel when he lost his loved one?

Unable to bear it, Pang Yi stood up and went out. There was a cobblestone road outside the house, and there was snow before, and there were traces of sweeping.Pang Yi walked down the stone road...

Song Feile witnessed the death of her own brother when she was a teenager, full of guilt and sadness, and came here alone with the coldness of her mother.

His family is rich and can hire the best doctor, but he chose not to go to school for two years.

A kid from a rich family lived on the mountain as if isolated from the world.

He was also called a little mute by his master, which cannot be equated with the poisonous tongue that Pang Yi knew.

What was he thinking at that time?

In the early morning, when Heshan snow buried the road, would he sweep the snow on this road?

In summer, when the trees are green here, will he climb a tree and show the smile that an 11-year-old boy should have?

Pang Yi suddenly understood something, he is not a delicate person, but the state of mind at this moment fits incomparably.

Song Feile must feel that he has an unshirkable responsibility for Liu Xingzhi's serious injury to half of an eye, just as he has been relentlessly looking for the trace of his second brother.

Originally, Shangshan wanted to give himself one last thought, and the identity barrier could not be overcome, so it was the last indulgence.But this mess is getting more and more messy.

Pang Yi felt the joy and sorrow of Song Feile in his youth in every place in Heshan, and only felt that Song Feile seemed to be everywhere. Everywhere in Heshan, there was an indifferent young man, three-dimensionally surrounding him.

This is really terrible, Pang Yi looked up at the sky, and deeply felt that life is simply a play, whether it is wonderful or not depends on the acting skills.

Fake uncle, real uncle, what kind of appearance should he continue with?

*****

Song Feile entered a high-intensity work period in the next few days after getting off the plane. The climate temperature in several areas of Bolivia varies greatly, and the temperature suddenly drops at night. They have all stayed near the small town of Uyuni in the southwest of Bolivia recently. In addition to tin mines, there are also ongoing investigations into salt mines.

It was rare to be free at night, and the daughter of the local guide enthusiastically took him to visit the most famous salt marsh nearby, which is said to be the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Song Feile walked casually, but felt that his mood had calmed down a lot in the past two days.Since it was the rainy season some time ago, it was sunny today, and the large flat part of the salt marsh has accumulated rainwater and will not flow freely.When Song Feile stepped on the faint water layer, the mirror-like world made him admire the uncanny craftsmanship and magic of nature from the bottom of his heart.

The sky is full of stars all over the top of the head, and there are endless stars under his feet, echoing up and down, he seems to be walking in the Milky Way, there is no land, no road, no trees, only night and stars, in the universe, deep And wonderful.

"Mr. Song, what are you thinking?" The girl followed his big shining eyes and stared at Song Feile without blinking.She really likes such a good-looking Chinese youth.

What are you thinking?Song Feile strolled in the endless salt lake, which was beautiful but also like an endless abyss.

"I'm thinking of my love."

"Love?" The girl repeated disappointedly. It turned out that Mr. Song already had someone in her heart. She felt a little disappointed, but she was not a person who gave up so easily, so the girl couldn't help but asked again:

"What kind of person is she?"

what kind of person?Song Feile lowered his head.

Just when the girl thought he would not answer, she heard Song Feile say in a slightly nostalgic tone:

"He is like a raging fire. Those who are not burned by him are bound to be burned by him, and those who are burned by him will be greedy for the unique purity."

"He never shows weakness, and treats the one he loves with almost cruel innocence. He is also like a wild horse, acting recklessly and not knowing how to restrain himself. People often want to strangle him to death. He..."

The slow and gentle voice stopped abruptly, Song Feile didn't continue talking, he bent down to scoop up a handful of water from the ground, there were stars in it, but when he scooped it up, everything disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, as if he was alone, Song Feile stood in the beautiful scenery surrounded by the Milky Way, and slowly closed his eyes.

One of my favorite things, never one.

Is this what you want?

It turned out to be the case.

It is never difficult to understand a person, what is difficult is to put your heart into it.

******

Life on the mountain is very simple, Song Feile's master is always haunted, no matter what Pang Yi eats, or how Pang Yi lives, remembering, he came up with a few words about Song Feile's dark history, but never remembering, Pang Yi couldn't see it for a day to others.

Uncle Pang, who has no nightlife, feels very lonely. These sad days are enough. Uncle Pang vows that tomorrow he will return to his feasting and feasting.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the cell phone that had been quiet for several days rang with a "ding". Pang Yizheng was bored, so he took it out to look, and someone sent an MMS. This number looks familiar, isn't it Song Feile's old number?

Pang Yi used to save this number as Feile Baoer, and later changed his mobile phone and was doing number restoration. Only this mobile phone number was deleted by himself.

After clicking on it, there was a picture, the picture was shockingly beautiful, Pang Yi didn't know where Song Feile took it, the sky was full of stars, the sky and the earth were the same color, the whole person seemed to be in the universe.A paragraph of fine print is attached below the picture: I really want to take you to see, this is heaven.

This sentence is a must-kill for picking up girls. Pang Yi looked at that sentence again, and after another look, he felt that he should hold on.

He is not young anymore, so calm down.

So Pang Yi thought about his choice of words, and finally he didn't hold his gun and stick, and calmly replied, "It's okay." His posture was very stable.

As soon as the text message was sent, before Pang Yi put down his phone, the text message came back, "Did you sleep? Where are you? Did you miss me?"

Song Feile really knows the key to asking questions, three questions in succession, movement, position, and mental activity... Uncle Pang laughed and thought about the most appropriate answer.

In the end, Uncle Pang replied softly, "Didn't sleep, in Heshan, you can't think of it."

Then whether he misses you or not, Uncle Pang decides to ignore it for the time being.

The text message passed, Song Feile didn't answer, and said directly, "I think you're going crazy, do you miss me? Don't say you are my uncle, I don't admit it, you understand the reason."

Pang Yi pressed his finger and replied, "Don't talk about this, it's boring..."

This time Song Feile did not return so quickly.After a while, the text message came again.However, Song Feile's text message came back again, full of disappointment and pleading, "Will you reply me and miss me? Just pretend you are lying to me."

Pang Yixin was trembling, he could tolerate Song Feile fighting with him, quarreling, venting their dissatisfaction and mistakes in love in any way, even if Song Feile knew his pain as before and insisted on stabbing him, he You can also squirt back at him mercilessly, but he can't stand others' weakness and pleading.

He was not afraid of beating him up when he was embarrassed by the seniors when he was a child, just hit him back, but when that person turned around and said sorry to his classmates, sorry, I didn't mean it, please forgive me, okay, I will never do this again, you give me I take a chance.Pang Yi was stunned and couldn't help but continue beating others.

So when he saw this text message, Pang Yi felt very complicated.

At this moment, looking at Song Feile, who had a slightly curved mouth and a sly smile on his face, the girl asked, "Mr. Song, you seem to be in a good mood?"

Song Feile stood between the sky and the earth, looked at the information on his phone, and made a decision in his heart. After he had thought it through, he turned to the girl and said, "Did I just tell you that my lover is hard-spoken and soft-hearted?" He gently stroked the name on the phone, and smiled again, "He is most afraid of other people's low profile, so...he can't stand the strategy of mourning soldiers."

It worked.

Uncle Pang’s sentence “I miss you so much, I miss you so much” was almost ready to come out, but he forced it to be masochistically changed into a general thought, then changed it into a little thought, and then changed it into a word, thought, and finally hesitated for a long time before sending it out.

In his opinion, it's a big deal to send it out.

What is his identity?He is now Song Feile's real relative and elder, once this text message is sent, it is really a moth to the flame, no matter what, he insists on killing the two of them.

But he has a cloud-piercing arrow in his heart, and he is clamoring for thousands of troops to meet him.

What is the purpose of reviving one's life?

He had regrets in his previous life, so he put Shu Ningning in his grave in this life.

In his previous life, when he saw Song Feile, he became mentally disabled, so in this life, he wanted to brush the tiger's beard to death.

This leads to a lot of things behind it.

His life has been moving forward, and he never looks at the way of time. In fact, he has very few regrets, because he never lives for the past.Uncle Pang pinched the thought word he typed at the end, and it was rare for him to think about life while feasting and feasting.

Alas... alas! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Pang Yi widened his eyes! ! !What does that sent mean? ? ? ! ! !

Send, send, send out! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

He hasn't thought about it yet, okay? ! ! ! !

Hand slipping is a disease! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Uncle Pang immediately turned off the phone, threw away the phone, and started beating the bed! !Then he began to comfort himself sentence by sentence, the conversation that traveled across half of the world, no matter whether Song Feile saw it or not, how he guessed after seeing it, I'm sorry, that's all his business, let Song Feile, a little bastard, toss and turn in South Africa Bar.

The most important thing is that he is loyal to his heart, he just thinks about it, and he doesn't want to if he doesn't want to.

He simply didn't care what Song Feile was thinking...

As long as Uncle Pang accepted the fact, he would be a different person at that moment, and he even felt a little relaxed.After flicking the quilt comfortably, I adjusted my posture and fell asleep comfortably.

A good night's sleep, no dreams until dawn, after another boring day, Pang Yi soon ushered in the night, Song Feile didn't reply to his text message, which made Pang Yi quite uncomfortable, he hummed, While playing the quilt, he decided to start down the mountain early tomorrow morning and start his new life again.

To be successful, go crazy.

His project has been patented, and he wants to go back to the company and go crazy again in order to succeed.

There was almost no nightlife on the mountain, so Pang Yi had to sleep.I haven't had a dream for a while, but today's dream is very clear, this time the dream is different, there is an extra man, the man is holding He Yunzhi's hand, talking about something, then He Yunzhi nodded, the man was very excited, and kissed the back of her hand .Pang Yi sighed in the dream, this is true love.

Dazedly feeling that his body was cold, the quilt was lifted, and a broad shoulder hugged him in his arms, his lips were slightly cold, but the kiss was fierce.Lifting his head with one hand, the half-dream and half-sinking Pang Yi had to bear the passion that made his tongue numb!

Ghost! ! ! ! ! ! ?Uncle Pang suddenly opened his eyes in shock from his dream! !

Song Feile's face was only one centimeter away from him!Pressing his shoulder, the tea-colored pupils can clearly see the longitudinal lines inside, and there is a gentle smile in his eyes, the whole person walks from the night, but he is not drowned by the black, but bewitched The youthful vigor is very beautiful.

Young is good, Uncle Pang was sourly jealous.

The other person pressed his forehead against his forehead, and his breath was only a short distance away, and it was about to engulf him.

"Sleepless, 12 hours of jet lag, more than ten hours of flight, three flights, and thousands of miles just for you to think of a word! Pang Yi, how about a reward for my madness?"