Condensing the soul is a complicated process, but it is easy for Xihe at this time.
She enveloped Shen Yanshu with her spiritual power. After a while, Shen Yanshu felt the spiritual platform sway, and he was stunned for a moment, and there were many more things in his mind.
"Pearl!"
The deep courtyard, the ancient streets, the noisy and luxurious Shanghai Beach... more importantly, there is a woman's voice and smile.
Two different memories washed through his mind. Shen Yanshu clutched his head tightly, with a look of pain on his face, and subconsciously squeezed the small hand in his hand.
Xihe frowned at the pain from being squeezed, but didn't say a word.
After a while,
Shen Yanshu opened his eyes with a cold expression. Those confused and innocent eyes were clearer than ever before.
He gasped and subconsciously looked at Xihe: "You..."
Memories of the past assaulted his mind, and his empty and pale heart was finally filled. Shen Yanshu finally remembered that his name was Shen Yanshu, and he was the eldest son of the Shen family in Tongcheng, the Republic of China. He had been frail and sick since he was a child, and the doctor judged that he would not survive more than two years. Fifteen.
He accepted his fate, but he did not accept his fate.
He was so smart that he took over Shen's business at the age of twelve, expanded the small grain farm, and established a chamber of commerce. He was known as "Shen Dashao" and "Shen Fox".
He was a sick man and did not live long. His power, wealth and beauty were like clouds in his eyes.
Even if it was his marriage to the Li family, he didn't take it seriously. He was not driven by interests. He calmly watched those people show all kinds of ugly things for money, until she came to break off the engagement...
Shen Yanshu stared at Xihe closely, his eyes trembling.
It was obviously a completely different appearance, but he could see the familiar intrusion and wantonness in those crooked eyes.
He knew early on that no matter how gentle and gentle she was hidden, the arrogance in her bones and the unscrupulous possessiveness in her eyes could not be faked. He raised his hand and touched the face gently: "It's you, right?"
He smiled, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
Xihe raised his hand to cover the back of his hand, his eyebrows curved: "I told you, I will come to you."
Shen Yanshu smiled.
His eyebrows were curved, and his eyes seemed to be dotted with stars, which were astonishingly bright.
"Pearl, Pearl..."
He held her tightly in his arms and couldn't wait to pursue her lips. He vaguely called her name over and over again. He had been waiting for too long. Only by completely embracing this person in his arms could he be sure of the reality of all this. sex.
Xihe raised his head and wrapped his arms around his neck.
The mountain wind is raging, the bright moon is high,
When Li Yun came, he saw them leaning on each other and smiling at each other. Their clothes were folded together. Both of them had snow-white faces, like spirits that suddenly appeared in the mountains, and they were incomparably matched like a couple.
Li Yun suddenly became mute and stared blankly at the man's face.
Xihe noticed it and turned to look at her: "Li Yun?"
Shen Yanshu squeezed Xihe's waist and looked over. Seeing the woman staring at him in awe, he couldn't help but frown and said coldly: "Hello, I am Qingqing's boyfriend."
The sound, as crisp as the impact of jade, finally brought Li Yun back to his senses.
She lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered: "I, we saw you haven't come back for a long time, so we came to take a look."
I couldn't help but look at that person again,
Wearing a white robe, he is so handsome that he doesn't look like a real person. He is incredibly consistent with the person in Qingqing's painting. It's just that the person in the painting is too ethereal, but this person has a smile at the corner of his mouth, gentle and reserved, elegant and charming.
Qingqing, you are so lucky.
She couldn't help biting her lower lip.
