Black Lotus villain disguise strategy

"bell--"

"bell--"

The alarm clock rang continuously in the morning, Xue Ran lay on the pillow like a dead fish as if he hadn't heard it.　
Jiang Xun sat up and turned off the alarm, leaning on her ear with concern,

"Can you get up? Can I lift you out of bed?"

Xue Ran buried his head in the pillow and said angrily:

"I can't get up, I won't go to work today, you can go by yourself!"

"Uncomfortable?"

　Xue Ran said nonsense in his heart, who knew you would be able to toss it into the middle of the night.

　"I don't want to talk," she said sullenly:

"Remember to grant me leave."

Looking at her smooth and white shoulders exposed outside the quilt, Jiang Xun thought for a while, and suddenly said seriously:
"Let me grant you annual leave."

　"You..." Xue Ran gritted his teeth and said helplessly:
"You hurry up and go!"

"What's embarrassing, no one dares to say."

"Screw you!"

　
　After he left, Xue Ran nestled under the quilt for a while, then slowly got up and got out of bed,
Feeling weak all over, her bones were soft, she walked out of the bathroom after washing, and heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Xue Ran went to open the door and saw the courier brother handing her a box,
"Hello ma'am, please sign for your courier."

She couldn't help being a little puzzled, and her brows frowned slightly.

No one informed in advance, for no reason, who would send her a courier?
Holding the courier in his hand, he turned around and walked into the room. Xue Ran removed the packing carton. Inside was a delicate retro iron box with the words "GIFT" printed on the lid.

The box is very light, and when it is opened, there is only a thin photo inside.

Xue Ran gently picked up the photo, his pupils shrank suddenly,
Above is my childhood self, standing with Xue Shiyan,
The man in the photo is younger, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined and refined.

She clenched the things in her hands tightly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. For a while, her heart was full of emotions, and after a while, she calmed down again.
Xue Ran walked to the desk, took out the notebook that he brought out from the fire scene, put the photos in the notebook, put it back into the box, and locked it in the drawer.

It seems that a dark and deep-rooted memory is permanently sealed in the memory...
.
In the rainy weather, the two walked in the solemn cemetery holding umbrellas,

Xue Ran quietly stood aside, watching Jiang Xun bowing in front of the tombstone,

Looking at the name "Jiang Ke" on the stele, she couldn't help but think of An Yu,

I don't know what kind of feelings he has for his mother?
But this world will not have the tombstones of those two people, Xue Ran thought:
As they wished.

She thought about the man's face lightly in her mind,
He would hate others crying in front of his monument...

"Let's go."

Xue Ran came back to his senses, and saw Jiang Xun gently hugging her shoulders, with an indescribably gentle look in his eyes.

The autumn wind was biting, and the two of them leaned close to each other and walked into the fine rain curtain.

After closing the car door, it started raining outside in a short while.

Xue Ran stared sideways at the raindrops that hit the car window and rolled down, and suddenly heard Jiang Xun's deep voice saying:

"Would you like to sleep over at my house tonight?"

"Ok?"　
Xue Ran turned to look at him vigilantly, seeing the corner of his lips curled up maliciously,
"Or do you want to be in the car?"

"Jiang Xun!"

"joke,"

He made the other party's nervous expression amused, and said:
"I have to go back and clean it up. If I don't clean it for too long, it will fall into dust. You can go back with me, huh?"

"……OK then."

Xue Ran turned his head away arrogantly, and leaned against the back of the chair with folded arms.

Suddenly remembered the last time I went to his house and handcuffed him to the head of the bed.
I don't know if Jiang Xun has forgotten or not.

She pursed her lips and asked a little guilty:
"Hey, that... you, you don't have any strange hobbies, do you?"

"No," he said, "maybe."

Jiang Xun turned his eyes, and the smiling peach blossom looked at the person with flushed cheeks beside him,
"Why don't we go back and discuss it?"

……

The rain was blowing, the sound of the engine sounded in the air, and the car drove forward, carrying endless love and stories, and slowly disappeared in the rain and fog.

——end.