Song Zhiyu lay on the table and suddenly woke up from his sleep.
He raised his head with a frown. The moderate light in the study dispelled the blood in his dream.
When I opened my phone, there were no new messages.
In the last message an hour ago, he asked about the situation in country M.
It was getting brighter outside the window, and a ray of sunlight passed through the clouds and fell on the computer screen.
The paused scene is a news recording of the terrorist attack.
In country M, heavy snow has been accumulating for several days. On rare sunny days, supermarkets were crowded with people.
When it happened, there was chaos and no useful information could be found.
Song Zhiyu rubbed his eyebrows and recalled the dream just now.
In the dream, a little boy covered in blood staggered over and hugged his calf and called him daddy. His voice was very soft, but the redness all over his body was particularly scary.
Especially when he raised his head, his face was blurred without facial features, and he asked pitifully, "Why don't you want me?", it made his heart suffocate.
Song Zhiyu threw away his phone and stood up to open the window.
The cold wind slipped in through the cracks in the window, which made his mind clearer.
He was wondering where the source of this dream was. Was the aborted child blaming him?
Before he could figure it out, the phone on the table dinged, and there was a message.
He walked over to take a look, sneered, and then dialed the phone.
Ji Wuyin paused when he saw the name displayed on the car screen, lightly applied the brakes and stopped in front of the red light.
"Zhizhi, are you kidding me?" Song Zhiyu's casual voice sounded in the car as soon as the call was connected.
Ji Wuyin's hand on the steering wheel tightened unconsciously. Now that Zhouzhou was safe, she could no longer let Song Zhiyu investigate further.
"No," she said. "The note is still valid."
Bai got a condition, she thought Song Zhiyu would be happy.
Song Zhiyu did smile, but it was like a knife hidden in his smile, sharp and cold.
"Who cares about that?"
Oh, it turns out it’s not rare.
Ji Wuyin said quietly: "Then tear it up."
Her answer was a "beep".
The call was hung up without hesitation.
Ji Wuyin took a look at the call duration - 20 seconds.
She let go of the steering wheel, put it into gear, and drove out at the green light.
The morning light not far away reflected on the front of the car, it was the long-lost morning sun.
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Ji Wuyin had just returned from shopping at the mother and baby store when she received the call from Shen Jiashu.
Looking at the various toys that had not been sorted out on the ground, she sighed, turned around, picked up her keys and rushed to the antique jewelry exhibition that Shen Jiashu mentioned.
In a private manor on the outskirts of Beijing, Shen Jia Shu rushed over and hugged Ji Wuyin as soon as she saw her.
"Baby, why did you come here? You miss me so much."
Ji Wuyin let her hug him as usual, and said sarcastically, "Oh, really? I thought you had forgotten about me long ago when you were having fun abroad."
"Haha." Shen Jiashu touched her nose and said with a guilty conscience: "It's all my fault for my previous boyfriend. He has really good physical strength. I..."
There is no need to explain the following words, Ji Wuyin also understands.
Shen Jia Shu has always loved pursuing excitement. She has played extreme sports all over the place, which has led to her frequent boyfriends.
The family thought this was not possible and wanted to lock her up, but she disappeared abroad without a trace.
"Oh, it's all my fault. Look, I came to see you right away when I returned home." Shen Jiashu waved her hand proudly and took Ji Wuyin to sit in the box on the second floor. "What are you looking at today?" , sister pays the bill!
One-way floor-to-ceiling windows provide a clear view of the booth downstairs.
Bright light shines on the exhibits, and the paintings in the scroll are vivid and lifelike.
The jewelry in the showcase is dazzling and sparkling.
Ji Wuyin chatted with Shen Jiashu, not looking at anything, until a pendant with a clear color appeared.
The host said that this is a jade that has been blessed and is used to ensure peace and happiness.
People in the circle believe in some gods and Buddhas, but if it is used for display or auction, it will look cheap.
So the starting price of pendants is not high.
Seeing that she was interested, Shen Jiashu raised the price.
Unexpectedly, someone paid double the price for such an inconspicuous pendant.
Shen Jiashu competed with the man. The two took turns lifting it, and they lifted a pendant worth more than 800,000 yuan by two zeros.
"That's enough." Ji Wuyin stopped Shen Jiashu, who wanted to raise the price again, "Stop arguing, are you rushing to give money to the organizer?"
Shen Jiashu held her breath and did not lift it again.
Ji Wuyin was right, this pendant was not worth the price.
Disturbed by the episode, Shen Jiashu dragged Ji Wuyin to complain for a long time.
"Who is this extremely rich idiot? If I let my sister know, I must..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.
Ji Wuyin was stunned for a moment when he saw the man walking in behind the organizer.
Her arms were hugged, and Shen Jiashu's uncontrollable exclamation came to her ears: "Fuck, he's so handsome!"
Ji Wuyin came back to his senses, glanced at her, and reminded her in a low voice: "This is Song Zhiyu!"
Shen Jiayi said "oh" meaningfully, and her voice turned into a smaller and lighter breath: "Dad?"
