The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Small thing?"

Cen Juan sneered, "Is it just a small matter? Pan Shu."

There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and his voice trembled imperceptibly, "When you kissed me, did you think it was a trivial matter? Huh?"

Ji Qinglin's fingertips trembled.

He raised his eyes, and there were dark emotions in his eyes, as if they were about to surge overwhelmingly in the next second.

He never knew this.

Since his last confession, Ji Qinglin happily thought that she might like him. After all, although she did not agree to his pursuit, she did not reject him anyway. He deceived himself little by little.

It turned out that she had never liked him.

Ji Qinglin closed his eyes.

The tail of the eye is scarlet like blood.

"Shu Shu, is what he said true?" The man's voice was filled with pain.

Pan Shu frowned in annoyance, "From what standpoint do you ask me this question?"

Yes.

What qualifications does he have?What's your position?

He is just a poor suitor.

What frightened Ji Qinglin the most was that he might not have received any favoritism from her from beginning to end.

And she is comfortable in their love.

even--

Don't care.

Wen Que was always the quietest one.

He stood in the snow, just looking at Pan Shu silently with a sad, almost abandoned look.

Like a prisoner on death row waiting for the final sentence, eager for the guillotine to fall.

Pan Shu was very annoyed.

These men always want to be the most special one for her.

They will go crazy when they discover that the love she gives them is equal, even the same.

Yes, in Pan Shu's opinion, this is madness.

Very vexatious.

Pan Shu didn't want to appease them either.

So she opened the door and closed the door to keep the group of men out.

"These men are very annoying," Pan Shu said.

"It's okay host, all tasks have been completed, and the host can leave this plane." The system's voice had a touch of indulgence.

"Ah."

"Whether the host chooses to leave the plane."

"When these men leave, not now." Pan Shu didn't want to disappear under their noses, and there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

The next day, Lu Qi was taken away by his manager.

On the third day, Cen Juan was going to live broadcast.

On the fourth day, there was a problem with a project of Ji Qinglin's company, and he had to deal with it.

In the end, Wen was still like a homeless wild dog, guarding in front of Banshu's door.

Pan Shu had no choice but to open the door, lowered her eyes and looked at Wen Que who was sitting on the steps in front of the door, "How long will you stay here?"

"When you are willing to come out and meet me." Wen Que's eyes flashed beautifully, "Now, I'm waiting."

"Then can you go?"

Pan Shu's attitude was already impatient.

Wen shook his head, "I don't want to leave."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want to accompany you."

Pan Shu: "..."

She softened her expression and said, "Then can you help me buy a piece of roasted chestnuts for me?"

The silver-haired boy's eyes lit up, "Okay, I'll go now."

Pan Shu leaned lazily on the door frame, squinting her eyes until she could no longer see the boy's figure. Pan Shu lowered her eyes and said softly, "Qiqi, leave the plane."

"Okay, host."

A gust of winter wind blew.

Large pieces of pear-like snowflakes fell off the branches.

But in front of the door, the girl was no longer there.

The silver-haired boy was holding the steaming sugar-roasted chestnuts, with an obvious curve at the corner of his mouth. He carefully protected the sugar-roasted chestnuts in his arms, lest the sugar-roasted chestnuts would become cold under the blowing winter snow.

"pat-"

The sugar-roasted chestnuts rolled to the ground.

The young man's eyes were red and he said hoarsely, "Sister..."

"Sister, where are you?"

"Sister...don't you want me anymore?"

"Roasted chestnuts with sugar, I bought roasted chestnuts with sugar...Sister, where are you?" The young man knelt on the ground in a panic and picked up the roasted chestnuts one by one. His hot tears smashed them one after another on the snow. Small pit.

Like a young man’s pitted heart.

"Where is she?" When Cen Juan hurried over, he saw Wen Que kneeling on the ground crying silently, and frowned strangely, "Why the hell are you crying?"

"Panshu." He entered the room and called Panshu's name.

But no response at all.

His expression changed, "Why is she missing?"

Wen picked up the sugar-roasted chestnuts on the ground expressionlessly, without making a sound, as if he was dead.

It seems that he has accepted the fact that Pan Shu left.

Cen Juan thought he was crazy.

In such a short time, even if Pan Shu left, where could she go?

He began to dial Pan Shu's phone frantically.

suddenly--

He heard Pan Shu's cell phone ringing inside the house.

She didn't even take her cell phone with her.

There was nothing missing from the house, and she took nothing with her. Under such circumstances, where could she go?At this time, Cen Juan still had a lucky mentality. Maybe Pan Shu just went out for a while and came back soon.

But Cen Juan didn't expect that he would wait like this for the rest of his life.

In his third year, Cen Juanzai finally realized it.

Some people may never come back.

He went to investigate the surveillance, but there was nothing in the surveillance. It was as if someone had wiped it out of thin air, and no information could be found.

Ji Qinglin's methods were the most tyrannical.

This gentle-looking man had a stern face and directly contacted the military. The personnel who controlled everything came and went and investigated each one carefully, but even so, they could not bring back any good news that comforted them.

……

"The Returning Bird" is a new movie shot by Lu Qi.

At the movie press conference, a reporter asked, "I heard that the title of this movie was chosen by Actor Lu himself. What does it mean?"

Everyone thought Lu Qi would not answer.

The man's youthful look has faded away and his appearance has become more refined. He said lightly, "I hope she comes back."

The reporter was keenly aware of the sensitive information, "She? Who is she? Is she Mopu anchor Qiao Qiao, who was reported missing seven years ago and is still missing?"

A clip of Lu Qi's live broadcast in Banshu's live broadcast room was also intercepted online by someone who was interested.

In the same year, someone revealed that the heroine in the photo of kissing in the snow was Pan Shu.

Lu Qi also publicly posted on social media: I love her.

Attached is the video link below.

Lu Qi was known as a good-tempered person in the industry, but this time he turned cold and said, "She has a name. Also, you don't have to emphasize such a long prefix."

"But……"

Before the reporter could finish speaking, he was dragged out of the press conference by Lu Qi's staff.

Lu Qi lowered his eyes.

sister.

It's been seven years.

……

Wen Que collaborated with Xunhe to develop the world's top holographic escape game.

……

This is Ji Qinglin's seventh year of practicing Buddhism.

The Buddha has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, puts his hands together, and looks at each of his followers with tolerance and kindness.

He didn't believe this before.

But now, he was kneeling all over the sky, praying to see her again.

There was a person kneeling on the futon beside him.

The cold fragrance on his body was very strong.

The man looks decadent and delicate. He is holding incense sticks, the fireworks in the incense burner are crumbling, and his bright and graceful eyebrows are full of irritability.

Those who just kneel down are pious.

Cen Juan laughed softly, "I heard that Wen Que created some kind of holographic game, and he even kept saying that Pan Shu might be in it. How is that possible... She is a human, not some fairy or ghost..."

Ji Qinglin opened his eyes lightly, "I would rather believe it."

"Her disappearance out of thin air is beyond the scope of scientific explanation."

Otherwise, he would not place his hope in gods and Buddhas.

Cen Juan was stunned.

There was another heavy snowfall outside the temple.

Like the day Ban Shu left.

When walking out of the temple, a cold wind carrying broken snow blew. It was not cold, but Cen Juan felt chilled all over his body.

He raised his head and closed his moist eyes slightly.

There was scarlet blood at the end of his eyes.

If so.

Where should he go to find her?

(end of plane)