Wen Qian gritted her teeth and swung the wooden sword in her hand carelessly.
Suddenly, a chuckle came from his ears.
Then a tall figure stood in front of her and kicked the mad dog several meters away. It hit the ground hard and died.
"To deal with a mad dog, you have to fight."
The man's back was to Wen Qian, his voice was low and familiar...
Wen Qian's scalp exploded with a buzz.
If there are similarities between people's backs, then their voices are definitely not exactly the same. The wooden sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter. She walked stiffly in front of the man and waited to see the face engraved on it. When Ying Ting's face was deep in his memory, tears fell down in a flash.
"week……"
Before the word 'Shi Lin' could be uttered, a delicate female voice suddenly came from behind.
"Akun, why are you here? I was almost bitten by a mad dog just now."
Akun?
Wen Qian's eyes were dim with tears. Through a layer of water mist, she saw a beautiful woman holding Zhou Shilin's arm affectionately. She was as delicate and delicate as a flaming rose, clinging to the man's side, and he... did not refuse. .
"week--"
The two words that were not shouted were frozen on the lips.
Because the man's gaze was too intimidating, he narrowed his eyes and gave her a warning look. The look was emotionless, unfamiliar and cold as a blade.
For a moment, Wen Qian's heart felt like a sharp pain.
Tears burst out uncontrollably.
Ming Hong slightly narrowed the ends of her upturned eyes, with a hint of playfulness in her tone: "Why is this lesbian crying so hard?"
"Maybe he was scared by the mad dog."
Zhou Shilin glanced at Wen Qian lightly, curled his lips meaningfully, broke away from Minghong's hand, walked around Wen Qian and walked forward. The moment they passed each other, their hands touched lightly. .
Wen Qian's fingers moved.
When she came to her senses, Zhou Shilin was nowhere to be seen in the night market.
For a moment, she felt that everything that had just happened was just a dream.
Because I missed Zhou Shilin too much, I recognized the wrong person.
"Sister, are you okay?"
Lu Lin'er and Qin Fangfei hurried over and saw Wen Qian's face pale and confused. They thought she was frightened by a mad dog. Qin Fangfei hurriedly reached out to hold her hand. When she shook it, the tentacles turned cold.
"Qianqian, what's up, don't scare us."
Facing the worried looks of the two people, Wen Qian retracted her thoughts and smiled a smile that was uglier than crying.
"I'm fine, maybe I was scared."
After such a scene, the three of them lost interest in shopping any more. On the way back, Wen Qian remained silent. She was still in shock of seeing Zhou Shilin again.
Are there really two identical people in the world?
No, that person just now had a scar at the end of his eyebrow.
Thinking about it, she looked at Qin Fangfei solemnly.
"Fangfei, is Zhou Shilin alive?"
Qin Fangfei exclaimed in surprise: "Why do you ask that? The news from the superiors should be correct, right?"
After all, the ashes have been transported.
Wen Qian frowned slightly. She still felt that the person just now was Zhou Shilin. They had been sleeping together for so long, and that person had Zhou Shilin's breath on him. This kind of breath was too familiar to her.
When I think about it, I feel like I can see the moon through clouds.
"It must be him."
Qin Fangfei: "..."
Lu Lin'er: "..."
***
This way.
Zhou Shilin and Minghong returned to their temporary destination.
"There is a batch of goods that will be delivered to the dock tomorrow. Go over and keep an eye on it. This batch of goods is very important and there can't be any mistakes."
Minghong shook the crystal wine glass carelessly, with a proud smile on her lips. Taking this step, Zhou Shilin would no longer be clean. If the woman who killed her mother knew that her son had become the person she hated most. Drug dealer, the coffin board can't even hold it down.
Zhou Shilin caught Minghong's smile in his eyes.
He nodded calmly, an unpredictable light flashing in his narrow eyes.
"rest assured."
"Of course."
Minghong put down his wine glass and leaned into Zhou Shilin's arms as if he were boneless. His white and tender fingertips traced his cheek inch by inch, moving down along his Adam's apple, and exhaled softly: "It's very late, shouldn't we?" Go to sleep?"
Her intentions were clear.
Zhou Shilin suppressed the disgust that arose in his heart, resisted pushing Minghong away, and allowed her hands to fumble around on his body. He smiled helplessly: "How can I sleep with you like this?"
Minghong cursed silently to no avail.
Bai has a strong body.
It turned out to be a useless embroidered pillow, and she gave up the idea of continuing to tease her. She looked directly at Zhou Shilin's calm lower body and snorted impatiently.
"Then go to sleep by yourself."
There was so much pressure these days, she had to have some fun to relieve herself.
The door closed.
The room instantly became quiet. Zhou Shilin went to the bathroom to take a shower without missing a moment, paying special attention to cleaning the areas Ming Hong had touched. As he washed, his eyes fell on something.
It seemed to have been sleeping there for a long time.
For a moment, Zhou Shilin felt that he might really be useless. He stood there blankly, letting the water wash away his strong and thin body. Inexplicably, a little face that was crying suddenly came into his mind. .
Especially the way she looked at him.
Surprise mixed with sadness...very impactful, both visual and physical...
A few minutes later.
Zhou Shilin noticed the changes in his body, cursed lowly, and raised his hand to cover it without changing his expression.
The next day.
The goods were handed over smoothly.
Minghong was very satisfied with Zhou Shilin's obedience. As for the words Liu Boyan warned her, she had long forgotten them. Zhou Shilin was no longer the special warfare pilot that everyone feared.
Now he is just a blank slate with no memory.
You can paint whatever you want on this white paper.
If you want him to be white, be white; if you want him to be black, be black.
"A batch of hard goods will arrive in a few days. I've already taken care of the relationship. You just need to distribute this batch of goods. You don't need me to explain the rest, right?"
"clear."
In front of Minghong, Zhou Shilin has always been taciturn, but he does things neatly and neatly, without any sloppiness, and is extremely easy to use. Minghong is very satisfied that he has found such a 'right-hand man'.
As for Liu Boyan's defense against Zhou Shilin?
There is nothing to be prepared for. There is no such person as Zhou Shilin in this world.
"I have to go out for something."
After saying this coolly, Ming Hong put on a flaming red lip makeup and went out to hunt for beauty.
Not long after she left.
Zhou Shilin also went out for a trip. As he walked, he unknowingly came to the night market street. This street was deserted during the day, and only at night would various small vendors come out to set up stalls.
He didn't know what to think, so he wandered back and forth on this street for a long time, and then walked back after eating a lot of cold wind.
For several days.
This is true every day.
On the third day, he really saw that woman again.
