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Shumian nodded helplessly.

Changing other friends, the big deal is that they can't even be friends, but Sister Qing is one of the people she least wants to lose.

There are two ways of safety in the world, she doesn't want Hua Mengqing to sink deeper, but she doesn't dare to change the status quo easily.Su Lan is her best friend, and she thinks she knows this person very well.Normally, she looks like a straight steel pipe, but when she really faces things and difficulties, she is more gentle and delicate than most people, and she is also more reliable.

There are details in the rough, and the wisdom is like a fool. This is the kind of person he is talking about.

Because of this, Shumian is willing to ask Su Lan.

Moreover, as far as she knew, Su Lang was not fighting alone.

After listening for a while, Feng Qingzhou handed the power of attorney to Shumian: "Shumian, can I call you that? Don't worry, I will go with her to solve this case."

Shumian didn't even look at the contract, and signed her name with confidence, and said with a smile: "Call me whatever you want, we don't engage in those formalities. But speaking of it, I'm relieved when you're here."

Feng Qingzhou smiled lightly and said nothing.

Su Lang was very dissatisfied: "Hey, that's not what you said just now!"

After arguing with Shumian for a while, Su Lang remembered her leader: "When did you come here, why are you walking so silently?"

Well, let the villain file a complaint first.

The sound of her closing the door was so loud, someone only paid attention to his beautiful best friend, so how could she be the leader in his eyes.

Feng Qingzhou looked at Su Lan, and smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Didn't someone say before that I am a female ghost? How can a female ghost make noise when walking?"

Su Lan choked: "Boss, that happened hundreds of years ago, why are you so stingy..."

Shumian covered her face, she finally knew why her best friend hadn't caught up yet.

These two sentences are not considered zero-point answers, they are negative points at all!

The stingy Director Feng Da nodded, and said with a half-smile: "Well, I'm really stingy. So, the big red envelope for the Chinese New Year has also saved a lot of money."

Su Lan: "..."

Her year-end big red envelope...

Su Lang decided to struggle: "No, Qingzhou, you misunderstood me. I used the wrong word. I actually wanted to say...the memory is excellent, yes, the memory is excellent."

Feng Qingzhou: "Oh?"

Su Lang continued to struggle: "Cough, by the way, did you hear the complete narrative just now? Do you want me to summarize it to..."

Feng Qingzhou is very considerate: "I heard a place, but I don't know if it is complete."

"Where?"

"She called you baby."

Su Lan: "..."

Shumian: "..."

There is really a similarity between this girlfriend and girlfriend.

Either way.

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Feng Qingzhou: Obviously I was the first.

Chapter 53 Secret Love

Hua Mengqing spent her entire childhood and girlhood chasing someone she couldn't get.

The girl who attracted her at first sight became a part of her daily life for the next 20 years.

Even though, the other party only regards her as her older sister, her childhood sweetheart, and her best friend.

She still loves her.

Hua Mengqing was born in a military family, and her father taught her since she was a child that if you want to get something, you have to pay the corresponding price.Maybe, this price is physical; maybe, this price is spiritual, but no matter what you want, you always need to pay corresponding or even multiple efforts.

Including, she likes Shumian.

Hua Mengqing pushed open the door of her room.

The pink wall looks girly and warm, and the beds and tables surrounding it seem to be tainted with this sweet taste.

This is the aura that belongs to Shumian, and it was given to her by Shumian.

Just because Shumian liked it, Hua Mengqing painted the room this color.She has no other intentions, but always harbors an inexplicable delusion, as if if Shumian likes the wall color of her room, he can fall in love with her.

Hua Mengqing closed the door and walked into this pink dream step by step, but she was extremely sober——Shu Mian's refusal was still in her ears, urging her tears to travel together with the pace.

She went to the nightstand.

There are two picture frames on the bedside table.In the photo frame on the left is a group photo of Hua Mengqing and Hua's father and mother. In the photo, she and her parents look much younger than now. At that time, her parents didn't even have any wrinkles, but her face had a pure smile.

That smile, as if as long as the family is happy.

The photo frame on the right was pressed against the cabinet, and the sky was not visible.She squatted down and lifted the photo frame up, revealing the slightly yellowed photo inside.

In that photo, a girl in pants is holding the hand of another girl in a c_ào hat and a pink skirt.The older girl held a cone in her free hand, and was bringing the cone to the mouth of the coquettish girl who was shaking her hand beside her.

One favored, one favored, harmonious and youthful.

When being captured by her parents, the older girl blushed slightly and pursed her lips shyly, while the little girl who could catch a glimpse of the beauty of the sun when she was young, licked her lips nonchalantly. Cone, smiled contentedly.

Hua Mengqing slowly raised her hand, caressing the face of the girl who was so close at the beginning but now took a step back, showing nostalgia and nostalgia.

Is it true that if she bears it a little longer, she won't be reduced to such a situation?

A hint of mockery appeared in Hua Mengqing's eyes, and she gently pressed down the photo frame on the right again.After thinking about it, but it was wrong, I put the photo frame into the dark cabinet, like this, I can also lock those dusty memories into the dark corner of my heart.

Secret love is like a plant that can never be loved by yá-ng light, it can only slowly wither to death in the corner of y-in undercurrent s-hi.

She stood up, nestled into the bed, and did not move for a long time.

Maintaining this awkward posture of sleeping on the stomach, Xi Yang's last glimmer of light also disappeared.The darkness of the night quietly covered the entire city, and amidst the distant sound of sirens, it also occupied the scenery outside the window here.The moon never delayed its arrival because of anyone's emotions, but only gently sprinkled the cool light on the woman in the house.