Obsession [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Wenxiao felt that after the darkness fell, he seemed to be caught in an endless whirlpool.

Scenes of the past reappeared.

In the dream, a boy in white came limping across the street.

There were a few bloodstains on his cheeks, bruises on his jaw, and a lot of dust stuck to his pure white and elegant clothes, making him look very dirty.

This is... when he was a child?

In the dream, Lin Wenxiao, who was seven or eight years old, touched the wound on his face, and it was so hot and painful.

He gasped "hissing" and complained in his heart: this Fatty Wang Er is really not a thing, he doesn't want to imitate the good ones, but just imitates other shrews!

He sighed and limped like this, and slowly moved to the bridge.

Just about to get on the bridge, Lin Wenxiao looked up at the sky, it was still early, looked down at his dirty clothes, and sighed heavily again.

Looks old-fashioned at a young age.

He stopped and looked around, and found a small gazebo on the other side of the river embankment. He planned to go back a little later, and walked towards it with difficult steps.

After sitting down in the gazebo, he endured the pain and rolled up his trouser legs to take a look. Good guy, let alone the bruises, the knee of his right leg is now swollen very high.

This made Lin Wenxiao feel worried for a while, thinking: It's bad, it seems that it's hard to get away from grandpa this time.

Just as he was secretly scolding those guys for being too ruthless, a whimpering sound came from his ears. The sound was thin and small, but it lingered all the time, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

Lin Wenxiao stood up and looked around. The location of the small gazebo was a bit off, and no one was around here except him, but the voice kept ringing in his ears. He listened carefully, and finally found the person under the pavilion.

A little girl, about his age, was nestled beside the embankment on the steps that led down to the river.

Lin Wenxiao rolled up her trouser legs, leaned on the railing of the gazebo and looked down at her: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

With a sudden question, the little girl raised her head suddenly in shock.

That face was very fair, and the tears in the big eyes should be pity, but the birthmark on the face instantly destroyed this atmosphere.

The birthmark occupied her right cheek, it was dark red overall, and there were some unknown things growing on it, and it looked terrifying.

Lin Wenxiao frowned slightly, the girl hurriedly covered her face and lowered her head, the tears in her eyes fell on the steps, looking anxious.

But she didn't hear the abuse she deserved.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

The words were very gentle, she quietly raised her head, still covering her cheeks with her hands, the other party just looked at her, without the usual look in her eyes, she shook her head at him, then slowly lowered her head, her eyes looked at her The river under the steps was silent.

Lin Wenxiao saw her lower her head, and she was so sensible that she didn't speak anymore.

The moment the girl raised her head, he actually knew the identity of the other party. There was no way that the birthmark was too recognizable. No one knew Chen Qingcheng, the ugly daughter of the Chen family.

When I saw it today, it was really not very good-looking.

But a person's appearance is born, whether it is good or bad, one should not make irresponsible remarks, and it is best to keep silent.

He stared at his somewhat dirty sleeves, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to gently lift it up, no matter how lightly he moved.It was also painful and he grinned.

But because there were people below, it was hard for him to scream, so he could only silently make his face extremely hideous.

After finally rolling up his sleeves, Lin Wenxiao rested for a while, stood up on the railing, limped down the embankment, and finally sat down next to Chen Qingcheng. The steps were close to the river. Get some river water with your hands little by little to wash the dirty places on your body.

Chen Qingcheng looked at his grinning face, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

Lin Wenxiao waved his hand: "It's all minor injuries."

After a while, when he was cleaning the wound calmly on the surface of sadness in his heart, Chen Qingcheng said: "My name is Chen Qingcheng, how about you?"

"Lin, Wen, Xiao."

He stared at the big bruise on his leg, and gritted his teeth while enduring the pain.

Xu Shi's face switched between sad and indifferent too frequently, and this brave expression made her laugh out loud.

Lin Wenxiao didn't care either, and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He leaned against the steps of the embankment to pant slightly. This place happened to be out of the sun, and the breeze was cool.

Chen Qingcheng covered her cheek with her right hand and stared at the water with her head down.

Lin Wenxiao looked at her thinking about what happened just now, and asked, "Why were you crying just now?"

"It's nothing..." Chen Qingcheng lowered his head and muttered.

Lin Wenxiao curled her lips: "It's boring for you to be like this. You don't dare to say it when you are bullied. Do you understand that people are kind when they are bullied?"

Chen Qingcheng explained: "It's not what you think, it's because I'm too stupid to learn everything slowly, which makes my mother angry."

Her eyes were a little frustrated, and after a while she said slowly: "Mother scolded me for being a loser."

"This... the ideas between men and women are really different."

Lin Wenxiao stretched out his hand to scratch her chin, then patted her on the shoulder, and continued: "I really don't know how to comfort you, because your matter is actually not a big deal to me. Well, let me tell you about my Maybe you can see through your experience.”

Chen Qingcheng looked at him curiously.

Lin Wenxiao cleared his throat slightly and said, "Me, I've always been better at studying, but you can more or less guess from the way I am now, that I'm more likely to cause trouble. As for my grandfather, he usually doesn't swear. , he always chased me with such a thick stick and beat me up, and after the beating, he was full of unworthy children and grandchildren who scolded me, it's a pity that the world said he was elegant, and the result, hmph!"

Lin Wenxiao gestured to her the "miserable state" when he was beaten, and with his current cat face, Chen Qingcheng was taken aback for a while, and felt that this handsome boy in front of him was really pitiful from the bottom of his heart.

After the two chatted for a while, seeing that Chen Qingcheng was much more cheerful, Lin Wenxiao looked at the sky: "I can't go on talking, I have to go back quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be punished again when I go home, by the way, you too Come back quickly."

After speaking, he supported the wall of the embankment and stood up slowly. Chen Qingcheng took out a piece of light gauze from his sleeve and planned to put it on for himself, but this time he couldn't put it on for some reason. Lin Wenxiao smiled when he saw it: "Forget it." Yes, I will help you."

*

"The ugly monster is here!"

"The ugly monster is here!"

A group of young masters who were dancing spoons were shouting downstairs. Lin Wenxiao, who was leaning on the railing on the second floor and looking into the distance, frowned. He glanced at the people sitting in the pavilion not far away, and turned back to the house.

A boy in a blue silk shirt in the room asked: "Mr. Lin, do you want to go and see that ugly monster together?"

Another young man in dark green clothes answered: "That ugly monster is really weird, it keeps coming out like that, it's really disgusting."

"That's right! That's right!" The remaining people responded.

Looking at these people, Lin Wenxiao suddenly felt bored, and said coldly: "A gentleman should be careful, there is nothing to be proud of in mocking other people's appearance, your current appearance is so much better than that birthmark. "

As soon as the words fell, the expression of the boy in the blue silk shirt changed: "What do you mean by that!"

It's a pity that Lin Wenxiao was not in the mood to argue with him right now, so he walked out of the room with his sleeves flung.

The teenagers in the house hurriedly stopped the boy in the blue clothes, talking to him not to be angry, and the boy scolded angrily: "What does he mean by being good-looking? He is more noble than others? , Lin Wenxiao has done less to cause trouble, what kind of gentleman are you talking to me now! What is he!"

"Okay, okay, Brother Wu, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"Yes, Brother Wu, don't let this kind of thing ruin your mood."

When Lin Wenxiao arrived downstairs, he glanced at the gazebo. It was empty and there was no one there. He sighed, not in the mood to play outside anymore, so he walked along the shade of the tree and planned to walk back to Lin's mansion.

He didn't know why he suddenly came up with an emotion just now. He spoke so bluntly, and now the group of boys might not know how to scold him behind his back. Lin Wenxiao became more and more irritable.

After walking for half a stick of incense, he met the person head-on, or she seemed to be waiting there.

Lin Wenxiao looked at Chen Qingcheng with a light veil on her face, and sighed: "I really don't understand why you always like to appear in crowded places."

Just talking about these words is actually quite mean, no matter how gentle and helpless his tone is, Chen Qingcheng's eyes moved slightly, and then he closed his eyes and remained silent.

Lin Wenxiao said in a deep voice, "You know they won't respect you, why did you come out and suffer this kind of grievance? Is it possible that you like being watched and laughed at by others so much?"

He was startled when he said the words, what happened to him?How could you say such stupid words?

Seeing Chen Qingcheng's silence, he said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I..."

"Because you are outside." Chen Qingcheng interrupted his apology.

What am I out there?

Lin Wenxiao was originally focused on apologizing, but suddenly when he heard this, he looked at Chen Qingcheng in a daze, and he happened to be looking at her, full of autumn water, as if he was hiding infinite thoughts.

Lin Wenxiao's face turned red instantly, and he subconsciously backed away in shock.

Chen Qingcheng lowered her head: "I, I like..."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Miss Chen, I... I'm sorry!"

Lin Wenxiao interrupted her in a panic, and after she finished speaking, she hurriedly saluted and turned around to leave. Her back was like running away!

"...you."

Chen Qingcheng stood under the shade of the tree with her head down and spit out the unfinished words. The breeze was blowing her veil, her eyes were neither sad nor happy, she didn't even look up at the figure of the boy running away in embarrassment.

However, since this conversation, Chen Qingcheng still appeared as usual, but at a farther distance. Lin Wenxiao avoided it a few times at first, and then slowly relieved.

Although emotional matters can't be forced, he doesn't have to avoid it so much that it hurts people's sincerity.

After looking away, he, as usual, helped Chen Qingcheng fend off some boring troubles from time to time.

*

"Hey, Wen Xiao! Wen Xiao!"

The second young master of the palace had sharp eyes, and immediately caught sight of Lin Wenxiao who had just entered the ink painting workshop, but the latter looked at him with disgust when he heard it: "Such a courteous, Fatty Wang Er must have nothing good."

Fatty Wang Er managed to squeeze past him, and wanted to pull him with his hand, but Lin Wenxiao dodged him.

"Speak up if you have something to say, don't talk about it!"

Fatty Wang Er didn't care, and said mysteriously, "There's something interesting, come here!"

Lin Wenxiao ignored him, and looked forward by himself. The young master of the Zhao family was talking loudly in the middle of the crowd. He watched for a while, and then asked Fatty Wang Er, "What the hell is Zhao Qing doing again?"

Fatty Wang Er looked at it: "He, he brought a big dog here today, saying that he wanted to teach the ugly daughter a lesson, and see that she is always disgusting."

Lin Wenxiao frowned, left Fatty Two behind, and was about to go up to Zhao Qing to ask what happened, but Zhao Qing had already seen him as soon as he got there.

The man waved at him, and Lin Wenxiao smiled lightly: "What's the matter? I heard you brought a big dog with you today?"

Zhao Qing was proud: "Yes, today I have to teach that ugly monster a lesson!"

Lin Wenxiao was puzzled: "How did he provoke you so well?"

Zhao Qing was unreasonable: "I'm so ugly! Is it okay?"

The dog was lying on the side, looking mighty and not small, Lin Wenxiao asked, "What are you going to use it for?"

Zhao Qing chuckled: "When the ugly monster comes, I will let the dog go. Let me tell you, my dog ​​has been specially trained. When I come back, I will definitely tear her skirt to pieces. Lost virginity, I think she still has the face to show up again!"

Lin Wenxiao's face was a little ugly after hearing this, he never thought that this kid would think of such a dirty trick, he couldn't help persuading: "I really don't understand what kind of deep hatred you have, you have to do this, don't say it Besides, if you dare to tear her skirt in broad daylight and ruin her innocence, aren't you afraid that Mrs. Chen will come to your door? She is not easy to mess with."

"I've been looking for it for a long time. Don't say I'm too much. People in Hangzhou, young and old, have ridiculed that ugly monster for many years. Have you ever seen Li Xiangshan come to your door? She doesn't feel sorry for her. What kind of justice is this blindly upholding!" Zhao Qing didn't care, and then he seemed to think of something, and he shouted, "Lin Wenxiao, don't you like this ugly monster!"

Lin Wenxiao frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why am I talking nonsense? How many ladies in our Hangzhou city care about you, but you don't have a high opinion of anyone, what? Is it because you despise those people for being too serious? But the famous Huaran girl is rich. You don’t even care about people who can’t touch you as a guest of honor. If it wasn’t for your unique taste... Lin Wenxiao, wouldn’t you be a rabbit and not a womaniser?”

Zhao Qing sarcastically, after saying these words, the surroundings burst into laughter, and even the playful young master put his hands on his chest and said to Lin Wenxiao: "Then we have to stay away from young master Lin."

For a moment, Lin Wenxiao didn't know whether she was flushed with anger or embarrassment.

Zhao Qing shook his head and looked at him in a condescending manner: "Don't be angry, just kidding, but let's talk about it today, let me tell you Lin Wenxiao, I don't care if you are sympathetic or something else in your heart. You protect that ugly monster, it's my brother giving you face, today, don't be here to spoil the scenery for the master! Get out!"

Faced with such unceremonious words, Lin Wenxiao was also agitated for a moment, and just wanted to blurt out, "I'm still protecting you today."

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly called softly: "Hey, hey, Mr. Zhao, that ugly monster is here!"

When Lin Wenxiao heard this, he hurriedly turned his head away, Zhao Qing gave him a cold look, took the opportunity to push him aside, and was about to jump over, Lin Wenxiao was suddenly pushed and staggered, seeing Zhao Qing's leaving back Just as he was about to step forward to stop him again, his arms were suddenly grabbed.

On the left and right of him was a burly domestic servant holding him down. Lin Wenxiao cursed in his heart: "Little bastard, bully the young master without taking anyone with you when you go out!"

Seeing that Zhao Qing was about to pass by, he hurriedly shouted: "Zhao Qing! Stop!"

The person in front really stopped, turned around and looked at him coldly: "Lin Wenxiao, I would like to advise you one last thing, mind your own business!"

Lin Wenxiao, who was struggling at first, suddenly chuckled when he heard this, and he said like a different person: "I'm fine, I just think your methods are too vulgar and meaningless. "

Zhao Qing raised his chin lightly when he heard this, and signaled the servant to let go of the boy. He stared at Lin Wenxiao: "Oh? How dare you ask Young Master Lin what is his opinion?"

Lin Wenxiao pretended to be profound: "Naturally, he is smarter than you."

"Oh, interesting, since Mr. Lin is so powerful, I invite you to go out in person today. Oh, by the way, do you need this?" Zhao Qing asked with a smile as he raised the dog leash.

Lin Wenxiao looked down at the big dog who was bleeding with distaste: "You can keep this thing for yourself."

After speaking, he stepped forward and walked outside.

When he walked out of the gate, some people couldn't help but ask, "Just let him go like this?"

"That's right, Mr. Zhao, is it possible that we're going to let that ugly monster go for nothing this time?"

Zhao Qing's smiling face slowly turned ferocious: "How is it possible, you just wait and see, this time, young master, I even cleaned up Lin Wenxiao together, what an honest gentleman, I'm sorry!"

"This……"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to respond to the words of the young master of the Zhao family. After the young master of the Zhao family left with a few friends who had a good time with him, they started talking.

"What happened to Zhao Qing today, so angry?"

"You didn't realize that Zhao Qing said he was looking for trouble with the ugly daughter, but why do you feel that he has a deeper prejudice against Lin Wenxiao?"

At this time, a person looked around and whispered: "I heard that Zhao Qing went to the Qian family to propose a marriage two days ago, but was rejected. It is said that the daughter of the Qian family likes..."

"Oh~" Everyone understood and their faces were very ambiguous, "I think everyone should not get involved in this matter. Since those two people are not dealing with it, let them solve it by themselves. Although the Zhao family has just arrived, but the capital's There is a big backer on the side, and everyone in the Lin family knows that we can't afford to provoke them anyway, so let's watch the fire from the other side."

"What brother Li said is very true."

At this end, Chen Qingcheng was sitting under the promenade by the lake, and Lin Wenxiao walked towards her after going out the door.

What clever means, what can he have?

Lin Wenxiao sighed, and pulled a willow stick along the road. When he reached the corridor, he tiptoed to Chen Qingcheng's back, shook the willow stick and said, "Wow!"

Chen Qingcheng turned around to look at him very calmly, the two looked at each other, the surroundings were quiet, Lin Wenxiao felt a little embarrassed, pulled back the wicker shyly, and sighed softly: "Why aren't you afraid? "

The other party shook his head with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and watery, but Lin Wenxiao was not in the mood to joke anymore, he frowned and said: "Go back quickly, Zhao Qing is going to trouble you, this time the situation is more... In short, In the best case, you don't go out for a few days."

After hastily explaining, Lin Wenxiao turned his head to look at the ink painting workshop. Zhao Qing and his party who were standing at the other end had disappeared and only a few people were left to watch the fun. Thinking about it, the young master might find it boring to have fun elsewhere. Take it easy.

He turned around and was about to leave, when Chen Qingcheng said suddenly: "Young Master Lin, I have something I want to give you."

Lin Wenxiao turned around and saw that she was holding a plain white satin purse in her hand. He stood still in a tangled heart, and Chen Qingcheng kept holding it. Seeing her like this, Lin Wenxiao was really embarrassed to say no, and stretched out his hand to hold the purse. Take it from her hand.

The pouch is very simple and elegant, there are no colorful animals that symbolize anything, it is only embroidered with a branch of winter plum, which is cold and beautiful, and the other side of the pouch is a small character, but it is very beautifully embroidered , It's so shocking, it's hard to imagine that a little girl can write this.

Lin Wenxiao was a little surprised: "You did this? It's really special, and your handwriting is also very good."

Chen Qingcheng felt a little embarrassed, lowered her head and said, "Don't feel troublesome, I don't mean anything else, I just hope you like it."

Lin Wenxiao's heart warmed up. Just as he was about to say "I really like it", he felt that the purse in his hand was instantly pulled away. He turned around and saw that Zhao Qing was coming.

Zhao Qing held the purse in his right hand, looked at him with a malicious smile, Lin Wenxiao thought, "Oops!"

He didn't care about his purse, but stood in front of Chen Qingcheng immediately.

Counting the two burly servants from the other party, there were eight people surrounding him, and Chen Qingcheng was behind him, and he couldn't back down. He had never fought in a one-to-eight formation.

However, unlike what Lin Wenxiao expected, Zhao Qing neither released the dogs, nor gave an order to start a gang fight.

He took the purse and looked it back and forth several times, and said with a sneer, "Yo, this purse is quite uniquely embroidered."

Seeing Zhao Qing start to tear it up with his hands, Lin Wenxiao frowned: "Give it back to me!"

"Yes, of course."

Zhao Qing nodded, looked up at Lin Wenxiao, who looked like an old hen guarding chickens, and said with a smile in his heart: "This silly boy is really unlucky, young master, I am worried that I can't fix you, but you gave me something good It's coming."

Weighing the purse in his hand, Zhao Qing said with a smile: "I don't dare to accept this thing, Young Master Lin, you can enjoy it yourself."

But having said that, he didn't have the slightest intention of returning the purse, and he was still tossing it up and down in his hand.

One of the eight people looked like a sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked person, and he stepped forward to persuade the man who looked at the tricky idea: "Young Master Zhao, please stop playing, it is really inappropriate for you to do so."

"Oh? Brother Sun, how do you say that?" Zhao Qing questioned, although he was doubtful, but his performance was too loose, and he didn't even have the proper emotional ups and downs. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that these two people were in harmony.

The monkey-cheeked grandson chuckled: "We dare not touch the token of love that Ms. Chen gave Mr. Lin."

Everyone laughed, Lin Wenxiao looked coldly: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhao Qing didn't care about Lin Wenxiao's reaction, and pretended to be regretful amidst the laughter: "Oh, what Brother Sun said is very true, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, look at how exquisite this purse is, it must be a token of love, And this taste is very elegant, does a sage plum symbolize that young master Lin is the only one in others' hearts? Hahahaha..."

Hearing the ridicule of those people, Lin Wenxiao's complexion gradually turned cold, and he clenched his fists in his sleeves. Just when he thought he was about to start a conflict with Zhao Qing, Zhao Qing suddenly pointed the finger at Chen Qingcheng: "Ugly! You are really not ashamed, you don't even look at your own appearance, and you want to climb up to our Young Master Lin, what a toad wants to eat swan meat!"

"Zhao Qing, shut up!" Lin Wenxiao stopped him.

Then Zhao Qing looked innocent: "What's the matter, Mr. Lin, I'm speaking for you. Aren't you troubled by such an ugly girl? It doesn't matter, you are too embarrassed to refuse, then this villain will be killed today." Let me, Zhao Qing, do it!"

Lin Wenxiao hurriedly waved his hands: "I didn't think so, don't..."

"No?!" Zhao Qing interrupted him.

The one surnamed Sun said maliciously: "Hey, why does it sound like we ruined your good deed? Hahahaha, I didn't expect Mr. Lin's taste to be so unusual. Mr. Zhao, look at us this time. If you accidentally become a villain, you will be condemned by God if you marry a villain."

Zhao Qing smiled: "What are you afraid of? With us today, can this marriage be ruined?"

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and the two strong domestic servants stepped forward to hold Lin Wenxiao down.

Little bastard!Lin Wenxiao cursed angrily in his heart.

Zhao Qing led people around him: "Why don't we make this pair of lovers today?"

"Pray to heaven and earth! Pray to heaven and earth! Pray to heaven and earth!"

Everyone laughed, seven or eight hands seemed to be welded to Lin Wenxiao's body, forcing him to perform conjugal ceremony to Chen Qingcheng, and some people kicked his knees lightly and hard, trying to make him kneel down.

This sudden crazy scene made Lin Wenxiao panicked. He was forced to salute and kneel down. The oppressive feeling of those hands and feet made him resist very much. He struggled hard and shouted angrily, "Let me go!"

Zhao Qing, however, continued to yell, "Kiss me! Kiss me!"

A pair of hands behind pushed him and moved towards Chen Qingcheng, and pressed his body to get closer. Chen Qingcheng, who was forced into a corner, was also quite helpless. As the distance became smaller and smaller, he was almost close at hand. When he became angry, he struggled more and his face was very ugly.

Seeing Lin Wenxiao like this, except for Zhao Qing's servant who was still pressing hard, the rest of the sons were a little scared. Although Zhao Qing stood in front of them, they couldn't offend the Lin family too much. Looking into it, I couldn't bear to walk around. Thinking about those people's efforts a lot less, Lin Wenxiao was able to breathe.

Zhao Qing said: "Why is Young Master Lin so angry? Do you think we are not sincere enough?"

He waved his hand to signal everyone to let go of Lin Wenxiao: "You guys are too serious. How can there be someone who doesn't follow the ceremony? It's no wonder that Young Master Lin is angry. Quickly, put all the good things on your body."

To listen, or not to listen?

After looking at each other, all the sons and brothers were heartbroken, and immediately pulled off the valuable playthings on their bodies and stuffed them towards Lin Wenxiao, and a large group of people surrounded them. Lin Wenxiao was really disgusted by this situation.

Zhao Qing also walked over holding the purse: "Here, your token of love."

As he spoke, he stuffed the purse into Lin Wenxiao's neckline, as if he wanted to stuff it into his clothes. Unfortunately, the clothes Lin Wenxiao was wearing today had a narrow neckline, and the purse kept poking his neck, and there were so many hands on his body that he didn't know what to stuff. This scene of insulting dignity made Lin Wenxiao furious again. He didn't know what he was holding in his hand, so he threw it out and cursed loudly: "Get out!"

An angry curse made the people around him stop their actions in an instant, Zhao Qing was not afraid at all, he looked at the lake and sighed softly: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity that people took so much effort to embroider the purse."

Lin Wenxiao came to his senses at this moment, what he threw just now...was that purse?

He hurriedly looked towards the lake, not knowing where he threw it in a fit of anger just now, he couldn't find it no matter what.

Chen Qingcheng didn't speak all the time, she turned her head and looked at the lake in a daze, the air under the corridor seemed to be quiet, Zhao Qing suddenly burst out laughing, Lin Wenxiao suppressed her anger and said in a deep voice: "What are you laughing at!"

But Zhao Qing walked over, looking like two good brothers, and hooked his shoulders to Lin Wenxiao: "Wen Xiao, Wen Xiao, I have to say that your acting skills are really good, and you almost got us all involved."

The one surnamed Sun was the first to react, and he answered immediately: "Yes, Mr. Lin, don't you all agree to just act? Your performance just now was too serious, and it took us all Are you shocked?"

Lin Wenxiao was angry and anxious, and Monk Erzhang couldn't figure it out for a while.

Zhao Qing said slowly: "If you want me to say that Wen Xiao's method is really clever, it's just that it's no fun to make people embarrassing in public. Hurt people should be the most important thing. Zhao can be regarded as seeing it today, and he is willing to bow down."

Completely forgot about this, Lin Wenxiao's heart suddenly sank, it's over.

He turned around stiffly and looked at Chen Qingcheng at a loss.

The other party's eyes were filled with indescribable sadness, and the big drops of tears quickly wet her veil, Zhao Qing saw the faintly visible birthmark and said with disgust: "You ugly monster is really disgusting, look Did Wen Xiao resist when he didn’t want to get in touch with you just now? Don’t show up again when you’re sensible, get out of here!”

The people around also chimed in: "Ugly! Ugly! Ugly!"

Lin Wenxiao wanted to explain something to her, but at this moment he himself was so restless that he couldn't make a sound even after opening his mouth several times.

When he managed to control his emotions, he said, "I'm not..."

Chen Qingcheng turned and ran away, and soon disappeared at the other end of the corridor.

Looking at Chen Qingcheng who ran away, Zhao Qing sneered, stretched out his hand to hook Lin Wenxiao's neck and said sinisterly: "Look, what's the difference between you and everyone else, it's because you don't like that ugly monster in your heart, pretending to be a gentleman! Really not Do you know why Qian Jia would like such a waste like you?"

Lin Wenxiao was still in a daze, and didn't know if he listened or not.

Soon the people in the corridor were all gone, he only felt a sudden pain in his head, and in a trance, he felt that he had returned to the small gazebo many years ago, leaning on the railing and looking down at the curled up girl.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The girl slowly raised her head, her face was very fair, her big eyes were black and white, the dark red birthmark on her right cheek had been dug out, the flesh and blood were murky with some bones exposed, and her hands were covered with blood between the fingers. There was a trace of meat, she stared at herself coldly, then jumped into the river and never came up again.

……

"what!"

Lin Wenxiao woke up suddenly, sweating profusely, panting heavily.

Jiang Mu in the room also opened his eyes, and the faint candlelight flickered on the table.

"Young Master Lin, are you feeling alright?"

Lin Wenxiao subconsciously looked at him, and only reacted when he met those deep eyes, but he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Aren't my eyes blind?"