Quan Shao's Secret Favorite: 36 Strategies for Attacking Marriage

Tong Zhaohua nodded half understanding, she was a little used to the capriciousness of the man in front of her.

"Then, thank you then."

"Goodbye."

Looking at the car going away, Tong Zhaohua felt that she was still a little dazed. She put the blue plastic bag in her bag, and then walked in the direction pointed by the man.

Sure enough, there were not many people on this road.

It should be related to the reason that there are no work units nearby.

After a while, Tong Zhaohua caught a taxi, and because of Ning Moyan, she even forgot that he was still worried about Lu Lin just now.

The heating was not turned on in the taxi, and the comfort level was far worse than that of Ning Moyan's car, but it made Tong Zhaohua's mind much clearer.

I don't know when the sky became completely cloudy. It was clearly daytime, but it was like dusk, and the air pressure was so low that people couldn't breathe.

There was no wind, Tong Zhaohua looked up at the calm sky, it looked like another good snowfall.

This is not the city center, but it should be under development. Among the several buildings in Nuoda, the small red buildings sandwiched in the middle are particularly eye-catching.

Tong Chaohua quickly walked over to the address Shen Beichen gave him.

The inside of the corridor was darker than the outside, Tong Zhaohua had no choice but to hold on to the handrail of the stairs with the slightest light coming from the window.

Tong Zhaohua gently covered his nose with his hands.

The musty smell is very strong, which is caused by the years.

When I reached the third floor, I looked carefully at the door plate, and after confirming that it was Shen Beichen who said it on the phone, he tapped with his knuckles, and then took a small step back.

Just waited for a while, but there was no response from the door.

Tong Zhaohua knocked again, and the empty knock echoed in the corridor, which seemed a little deliberate. Just as he was about to call Shen Beichen to ask what was going on, the door was suddenly blown open a small gap by the wind.

"Ok?"

Tong Zhaohua was a little puzzled, did Shen Beichen leave the door for her?She put the phone back into her pants pocket again.

Pushing open the door, the disrepaired door made a terrible "creak--" sound, and Tong Zhaohua couldn't help getting goose bumps behind him.

The room was very dark, and the only light source was blocked by thick curtains.

"Beichen?"

In exchange for only silence.

"Beichen?"

Tong Zhaohua couldn't help feeling flustered, she always felt out of breath in a dark and confined space.

Just when she was about to call Shen Beichen, suddenly the door beside her rang.

Slightly startled, he turned his head and saw Shen Beichen looking at her with a smile on his face:
"Sorry, Zhaohua, I was going to the bathroom just now."

Tong Zhaohua breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of the reason for coming, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Come on, sit down first." Shen Beichen still had that iconic smile that belonged to Shen Beichen, very sweet and heart-warming, she opened the chair and looked at Tong Chaohua.

The chairs are also worn out and don't seem to be able to hold much weight.

The wrapped cloth was a bit worn out, exposing the yellow cotton wadding due to too much time.

Can't help frowning slightly.

Shen Beichen naturally noticed Tong Chaohua's actions, but she still had a smile on her face. After Tong Chaohua sat down, she poured a cup of tea.

Tong Zhaohua was just about to pick it up and take a sip of it politely, but suddenly thought of the bag of white powder.

"Beichen, what did you come to me for?"

Tong Zhaohua pushed away the tea in front of him, took out the bag of strange medicine from his pocket, patted it lightly on the table, and asked softly.

Shen Beichen didn't look at the bag, but looked around and at the clock hanging on the wall.

"How is it here?"

Tong Chaohua was taken aback by Shen Beichen's wrong answer, and then realized that Shen Beichen was talking about this house. Looking at the cobwebs on the ceiling, she really couldn't think of any suitable words.

"It's very shabby, isn't it?" Shen Beichen bit his lips slightly, and then focused his gaze on Tong Zhaohua's face.

"..."

"Zhaohua, there is indeed one thing you care about about me."

She habitually glanced at the clock hanging on the wall again, Tong Zhaohua obviously noticed Shen Beichen's subtle action of checking the time too frequently.

"Are you in a hurry?" She asked a little puzzled.

"Well... anxious, but there are more important things now."

Shen Beichen looked at Tong Chaohua seriously and continued:

"Jing Xin, can I ask you a question?"

"what?"

"About the accident four years ago." Shen Beichen smiled, and then said slowly, "I heard that you were sick before."

Tong Zhaohua was taken aback for a moment, she never expected Shen Beichen to say this, and was a little confused for a moment: "Why did you say this suddenly?"

"It was you who drove the car that day, right?"

Shen Beichen didn't care about Tong Zhaohua's words, and continued: "When you are driving, do you feel dizzy and uncomfortable?"

"How do you know?" Tong Zhaohua looked at Shen Beichen, only to feel her heart beating faster, and an ominous premonition could not help but envelope her heart.

"Why would I know?" Shen Beichen looked at Tong Chaohua and said softly, "Before driving, do you still remember what your last meal tasted like?"

The last meal...salty...extremely salty.

Same as what Shen Beichen did that day...

Tong Zhaohua felt a little out of breath, and gradually his vision became blurred. A terrible fact pierced into Tong Zhaohua's chest like a sharp bayonet.

"..."

Four years... For four years, she has been evading.

Escaping from the car accident four years ago, the sudden dizziness and chest tightness made her lose consciousness for a short time, and because of this second, her parents lost their whole life, and Shen Beichen lost four years...

In the past few years, every time Pei Hanlin made things difficult for her, there was another reason why she forbeared, and that was the secret buried deep in her heart.

Her parents really had an accident because of her problem, she can't resist, she must atone for her sins... Only when she is in pain, the burden on her heart will be slightly relieved.

That's it, the torture that others can only suffer after living several lifetimes.

That kind of pain, helplessness, and grievance, like the branding iron in the prison that marks the annoying person's identity, is deeply seared on Tong Zhaohua's heart, internal organs, and every piece of skin.

Although the pain may slowly fade over time, the scars will remain on it forever.

Looking at Shen Beichen in front of her, she felt that the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth was extremely cruel and heartless.

So far, what did Fang Fei mean by what she said?
She couldn't believe it, and couldn't accept it.

"Did you do it?"

Those five simple words seemed to have exhausted Tong Zhaohua's perseverance and patience all his life.

"Is that the meal you're talking about? I made it. Is it delicious?"

Shen Beichen narrowed his eyes half understanding, and laughed.

Faced with this ambiguous answer, Tong Zhaohua finally couldn't restrain her emotions. She stared at Shen Beichen with red eyes at the corners of her eyes:
"Aren't we friends?"

"Yes." The smile on Shen Beichen's face became very strange under the dim light:

"It's because I'm a friend that I cook for you, isn't it? And..."

"Tong Chaohua, do you really know what a friend is?"

Shen Beichen removed the smile on her face. She looked at the clock on the wall again, then stood up and looked down at Tong Chaohua:
"You just said that you cared about me, yes, Jing Xin, you really didn't lie."

Shen Beichen turned his back to Tong Chaohua, and walked to the TV cabinet beside him.

"You care about Pei Hanlin, you care about the man I love the most in my life." She opened a drawer, and although the smile on her face had completely faded, her tone was still gentle, so gentle that it made people feel scary.

Tong Chaohua's thoughts had completely drifted to what happened four years ago.

Perhaps it was because of too much emotional ups and downs, Tong Zhaohua only felt his heart twitch like a convulsion, countless thoughts flooded into his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little blank for a moment.

Just when Tong Zhaohua felt that she was going to faint in the next second, something hit her face suddenly, which made her slightly awake.

She picked up the photo in her hand, and her hand trembled instinctively.

Seeing Tong Chaohua's completely bewildered expression, Shen Beichen raised the corners of his lips even more cruelly, and she looked at the clock on the wall again.

It's almost time.

"Tong Chaohua! All you think is why I want to kill you? I'll tell you the reason now!" Shen Beichen snatched the wedding photo from Tong Chaohua's hand, held it on Tong Chaohua's expression, and shouted sharply:

"Are you talking about friends with me?! What do you care about talking to me?! Tong Zhaohua, over the years, how many things you have stolen from me, I have been patient with you."

"But why, why did you even snatch Pei Hanlin away from me? Why did I want to kill you? Tong Chaohua, if it were you, what would you do?"

"A person who grew up with you, constantly taking your things, and then marrying the person you love the most? Hmm? Why don't you just—"

There was a crisp sound of "snap".

Tong Chaohua clutched his chest, panting heavily, and looked coldly at Shen Beichen in front of him, his hands were a little numb because of too much force just now, and his heart twitched even more because of the force.

She felt that she was going to pass out from anger in a second.

"You're crazy."

After a long time, Tong Zhaohua spit out these three words slightly, she no longer looked like Shen Beichen, but slowly backed away, her head felt like someone had hit her with a stick, her head was full of energy and blood, and she said a word in a daze not coming out.

Shen Beichen is simply crazy!
　Shen Beichen turned his face slowly, put his hands on his flushed cheeks, tears filled his eyes: "Jing Xin, why are you doing this to me?"