two love (gl)

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"I can remember the people and events of my previous life, is it because I didn't drink Mengpo soup?"

Song Jie thought to himself: It's because the illusions of Master and Ming Jingzong are unreliable.Master, fake, professionally cheating apprentices.Illusions, fakes, designed to deceive people.

"Maybe it's because of the people and events in the past, which can't be easily forgotten with a bowl of Mengpo soup," she said.

"Is that so?" Song Ze muttered to himself.I don't know whether to ask her or ask myself.

"Naturally, it's like I remember my cousin, but my cousin doesn't remember me. However, it's a good thing not to remember. The past life is the past life after all. That's the meaning of Meng Po Tang. Don't worry, Song, I won't pester you for a long time. "

We don't have that time either, Song Jie thought.She carefully observed Song Ze's expression, even though Song was a person who was good at hiding his feelings, after hearing what she said, there was a little more sadness between his brows.She didn't like it when she said that.

It's fine if you don't like it.If you don't like her not being entangled, she can be more entangled.

Song Ze really did what he said, and promised to give Song Jie a stick of incense time to be alone every day, which is the time for a stick of incense.Xiaocui was dissatisfied, but there was nothing she could do.Song Jie also followed the agreement, no matter what Song Ze did, she only looked at her.

But this kind of affectionate gaze is too much for Song. If she doesn't have the memory of A Bao, maybe she can be indifferent, but the memory of A Bao is too deep.So much so that Song Jie's eyes will arouse her infinite reverie.But she couldn't say, under Song Jie's gaze, she could only pretend to be at ease, and asked her something.

Song Jie was very satisfied with this state, especially Song Ze's uneasiness.The more embarrassed she is, the more sure she is about hooking her up.So, taking the opportunity of speaking, she bumped her.Every time Song Ze seemed to be stimulated, and every time Song Jie either pretended not to know or apologized repeatedly.She was sure that Song Ze couldn't be cruel to her, and she was sure that Song Ze could only cover up, not daring to show her resistance and escape.

For Song Ze, facing Song Jie every day, the love and lust that was once deeply buried is drawn out little by little, and then filled back by her little by little, which is like a kind of torture, a kind of sweet torture .

But no matter how sweet it is, it is torture after all.

Within a few days, Song Ze fell ill, and his body became thinner and weaker.I found a doctor to see it, and said it was too much worry.

"My Song family, what do you have to worry about?" Song Ze was sick, and Feng Chu was most worried about him.Sending Xiaocui to send the doctor away, she said to Song Ze: "Before you were worried that Song Shiniang would be deceived by others, but now she is doing a good job of disciplining the lady, so why don't you worry about it. Mr. Yu and Chen Langjun are Your perfect servant under your skirt, Zhang Langjun Zhou Langjun Song Langjun looks forward to seeing you every day, you can be regarded as the most popular lady in our Luoshui City, what else can't you think about?"

"The most popular trickster." Song corrected her words.She didn't want to become the hottest Master Song, the more attention she got, the harder it was to escape.

"Oh, Master Song, after all these years, you still can't think about it." Seeing that Song Ze made friends with several gentlemen and kept a good distance, Feng Chu has always been optimistic about Song Ze.This girl wants to show off her appearance, to have a style, to have a craft, to have a skill, and to have a means, except that she treats Song Shiniang very kindly for some inexplicable reason. "Our business depends on the support of rich people. The more popular you are, the more you get, and the more you can't break free. Those people are like wolf and tiger, and you lose everyone's status. , Maybe some people will lose interest in you because of this, but some people will take the opportunity to make trouble. You are from Chun Yulou, you can't escape, and you can't redeem yourself as easily as Song Shiniang, even if you redeem yourself, If you want to leave, you have to see if those people are willing to let you go. It was never me, Feng Chu, nor Chun Yulou who stopped you. It was fate."

"I understand. Thank you Mother Feng, you have taken care of us a lot." Song Ze didn't understand what Feng Chu said, and it was because of understanding that the pain became more painful.

This is fate.Can't earn, can't escape.

Feng Chu sighed, and said: "Hey, I'm not someone who can't think about it. What do you say you like Song Shiniang? Why do you care about her so much? I think she only grew up after being saved by you. Some, before it was an elm head with a glass heart, and only the face can be seen."

"Mother Feng said where did she go? I just saw that she looks similar to my cousin, so I..."

"Okay, okay, if you want to think that way, it's up to you. Take good care of your body. Tomorrow, Mr. Chen will invite someone in Dongfeng Building, and he will ask you to accompany him. Do you want me to push it for you?"

"No need, I'll just go like this. Mother Feng also knows Chen Langjun."

"That's right. This person is petty, selfish and arrogant. I don't know what kind of demon he is going to do. You just rest, I'm leaving."

After Feng Chu spoke, he walked out.After saying this, Song Ze felt a little overwhelmed, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, the room was pitch black, and I found someone lying on my side beside the bed.The man fell asleep on the narrow edge, holding her hand tightly, breathing on her neck, making her itchy.

"A Bao..."

Song Ze moved a little, and the man woke up, the lower half of his body moved, and he fell down.Song Ze was startled by her and hurriedly sat up.I heard Xiaocui ask outside: "Master Song, what's the matter?"

Song Jie who sat down on the ground made a quiet movement.Song Ze said, "Nothing."

Xiaocui said again: "Master Song, do you want some water and medicine?"

Song Ze said: "Go to sleep, don't bother with me, I'm much better, just pour yourself a drink."

Xiaocui just left.

Song Jie exhaled.She sneaked in while Xiao Cui was not around, and being seen by that talkative girl, another lesson was inevitable.Maybe she was the culprit for Song Ze's illness, although she was indeed the cause.

In the past few days, she has pushed Song Ze so hard that even she herself feels cruel.But time doesn't wait for me, if she can't keep pace with every step, how can she and Song Ze get rid of this illusion and go to the next one.

Even if she had to die, she didn't want to die in such an illusion.

Even just now, when she was wiping Song Ze's sweat, she had the idea that if she knew this, she might as well have died in the last illusion.

Unfortunately, if you miss it, you can only miss it.

"Want to drink water?" Song Jie got up and asked in a low voice.

"Um."

The water was placed by Xiaocui before Song Jie entered the house, and it was already cold. "It's cold, let me ask Xiaocui to bring some hot water?"

"No need." If you want hot water, you just called.After Xiao Cui came in, she saw this extra person in the room, and she didn't know what the trouble would be.

"Then I warmed up the water and fed it to you?"

"How warm?"

"I'll take a bite first, and I'll give it to you when it's hot."

Song Ze: "..." Thankfully she figured it out.

"I'm thirsty, cold water is cold water, just bring it, if you say more, I'll be called Xiaocui."

"Okay, okay, you are a patient, it's up to you."

Just drinking a few sips of water with Song Jie's hand, Song Ze felt more comfortable before lying down, but saw Song Jie talking to himself and sitting on her couch. "If you do anything so close to me, you won't be afraid of getting sick."

"If you can live with me, you can live with me. I'm not afraid."

"It's late, go back to sleep, I'm fine, I don't need to stay with you at night."

"I'm worried, just let me sleep with you, okay?"

Maybe it's because illness makes people weak, Song Ze said: "It's up to you." Sleep in it and make room for it. "It didn't hurt, did it?"

"It's okay, I have thick skin and am not afraid of pain."

Song Ze: "..."

What made Song Ze speechless was that Song Jie actually took off his jacket, and slipped into her quilt with only a bellyband.

"you……"