conspirator's love

Feng Lu poured herself a glass and drank it clean: "Dialect, I have known you since I was sensible. I have lived downstairs in your house for 25 years. I really didn't expect such a big thing to happen to you. Don't tell me. Do you know how distressed and uncomfortable I am when I find out?"

"Feng Lu, you...you know everything?" Fang Yan stammered, she suddenly felt thirsty, so she poured herself a glass and took two sips. "It's not that I don't want to tell you, I just think it's not time yet. Isn't it just a few days away?"

"Don't talk about those nonsense. I admit that I told your mother that you cheated on the history exam in high school. I also told you that there was an unreliable boy chasing you in college. You failed the postgraduate entrance examination and you were depressed. I told your mother that you were afraid of running away on the eve of your wedding, and I told them to keep an eye on you." She said a lot like popping beans.

In fact, dialect would like to add that when I was in junior high school, my score was too low on a math test, and I was afraid of being hit by the rolling pin at home, so I changed my score myself, which was leaked by your big mouth.

"I can see that you are also going to hide it from your parents this time, so you should be on guard against me." Feng Lu stared down at Pat Cucumber and said in frustration.

"No, no." Seeing her depressed, Fang Yan comforted her and said, "You are a family member just like my parents. If I don't tell you, I don't want you to worry."

"You don't come to comfort me, your mother told me to watch you, can I ignore you?" She changed the plate of radish and continued to stare, just not looking at the dialect, "She doesn't ask me, I can handle it. But every time she always asks me, what's the matter with Dialect recently? This child is a fake worry-free, really troublesome, don't hide anything from Auntie. I can't help but explain it. "

She picked up the wine and poured another glass, "But I really didn't expect that you have to carry such a big thing by yourself. I feel really uncomfortable." She said that the circles of her eyes were red.

"Okay, okay, sister, I beg you," Fang Yan took her cup, "I was wrong, okay, you can order first."

"You're right, it's all my fault, I've been your child for 25 years for nothing. When you're sad, I'm not by your side."

Pick up a piece of cucumber in dialect, "Come on, open your mouth, it's not just a child, we are like childhood sweethearts, almost married with each other. In the next life, in the next life, I will marry you. Come and eat, I will starve you to death, What am I going to do with my son?"

"Bastard, who wants you to marry me?" She opened her mouth to catch the cucumber, "You guys are really worrying, why did you get divorced?"

"I still want to say, how do you know?" At this time, the boss put the meat skewers on an iron plate and brought them up.

"The boss added two slices of steamed buns, don't be spicy." Fang Yan instructed.

"I discovered it by accident that day. Before, I thought Zhang Zilu's circle of friends was not nutritious, so I blocked it. I haven't heard from you for a long time. That day I reopened his circle of friends with a lot of information. He actually posted something: finally single again, the weather in T City is fine. It’s so hypocritical. I thought he was crazy, so I didn’t respond. As a result, he posted another one yesterday, with pictures and the truth, and there was an athletic beauty on it.” Said Then she rummaged through the phone to find the message, and handed it to Dialect.

Dialect took it over and took a look, even though the photo was from the side, she could recognize it at a glance: Isn't this Mo Jiaxin? "It's my biggest dream to finish the journey of life with you." When did this happen, yesterday?That's when Mo Jiaxin said she met two friends?Does this woman want to step on the rhythm of two boats?The dialect also blocked the information of Zhang Zilu's circle of friends, Feng Lu didn't tell her, she was really kept in the dark.

Seeing her face turn dark, Feng Lu quickly comforted her: "Forget it, we're leaving anyway, there's no pity for such a man."

"Then you know?" Fang Yan asked sullenly.

"Can I let him go? One phone call asked him why he had cheated so openly, and he told me that he didn't love you a long time ago after you divorced." Fang Yan doubted whether he had ever loved.

Feng Lu said angrily, "I should have known you had today. When my mother said she would introduce you to someone, I shouldn't have agreed. Zhang Zilu's aunt also said that he is honest and motivated, so I will go."

"Wait a minute, explain your own problem first." Fang Yan suddenly came to his senses, "Co-author, you asked me to come over today to participate in this future prediction group activity. Is it a game you set up?"

The situation suddenly changed.

Feng Lu immediately confessed, "Don't worry about talking, eat some meat skewers, their meat skewers are very delicious." She said, respectfully handing the meat skewers to Dialect.

Fang Yan took the meat skewers unceremoniously, leaned back on the back of the chair, raised Erlang's legs, and stared at Feng Lu to eat.

"Don't say it so harshly? What is a set up?" Feng Lu's elegant hair fell out a strand of hair, and she pinned it behind her ear. "I found out yesterday, so the astrolabe turned out to be a little bit different. It’s a lie. It’s not that I’m shallow. But my two friends are really good divination masters. And our group activities are really once a month. This is not for you to catch up.”

"And then?" Dialect tapped on the table with a meat skewer, "Continue to explain."

"If I didn't tell you to participate in the group activities, would you come to see me honestly?" Feng Lu looked aggrieved, "Talk about it yourself."

"You're telling me to relax my vigilance so you can catch me by surprise!"

"I care about you. And I care about you in a hurry."

"Forget it, your magic stick party can be regarded as showing me a new type of entertainment for urban youths with leisure and money." Dialect waved his hand tolerantly, "Although all of you are scary, I will not cure you You have broken my heart."

"Xiaoyan! Don't believe in gods. If you don't believe in luck, you have to believe in fate. Divination is something that has a history of thousands of years, and it's considered love..." Feng Lu rolled her eyes, "By the way, do you still have Things are hiding from me?"

The situation turned abruptly again.

Sure enough, he was so blind that he died quickly.

Dialect didn't know whether he should break the can and confide in one go, or if he was a dead duck and kept his mouth shut.

To be a jar or to be a duck, that is the question.

"Dialect," Feng Lu slapped the table, and the cucumber jumped on the plate, "Haven't you realized the seriousness of the problem?"

Sure enough, the kid watched TV a lot at home, and he could recite all his lines fluently. In the blink of an eye, the police uncle possessed him.

Dialect felt that the broken jar had been shattered into slag, and the dead duck seemed unable to fly away.

"Sister police, I will explain, I will explain everything." Fang Yan raised both hands in a sign of surrender, "The key is that I have to let me understand what you want to know?"

"That's... that... the affair." She blushed.

"How can there be any unrequited love? Who are you listening to nonsense again?" Fang Yan spread his hands helplessly.

The boss was putting two slices of steamed buns brushed with sauce on the iron plate. Hearing such a weird topic, he looked at the dialect and Feng Lu obediently stepped aside.

"Zhang Zilu! While admitting that he cheated in marriage, he said that he had already suffered retribution, and that you were clever enough to steal his girlfriend." Feng Lu sighed, "I really don't understand what he's talking about. "

"He still came to sue you, can he sue? You bastard." Fang Yan drank two sips of beer, "It's true." She lowered her head and thought about how to blur the point and divert Feng Lu's attention from divination. Transfer the matter of feelings.

"I also think he's crazy," Feng Lu looked at the dialect, "So I ask you to tell me, what's going on?"

"That girl doesn't want to associate with him at all. I'm just staying at her house now. That's it." Fang Yan took another big sip of wine guiltily.

"That's it? Who? Do I know you? You've messed up your life, yet you can still speak for her." Feng Lu rolled up her sleeves, "Tell her to come out and meet her, I want to see which one it is Living Buddha."

"Oh!" Fang Yan propped his face in his hands, with a sad face, "Sister, I beg you. Don't make trouble for me."

"I'm afraid that you will be sold by others, and you are still counting the money for others." Feng Lu picked up a meat skewer, and when she heard this, she was so angry that she knocked the meat skewer on the plate twice, and the cumin grains flew to the dialect. face.

Dialect rubbed off the cumin on his face and shouted: "It's already sold. The money and the goods are cleared. You are now an afterthought."

Feng Lu couldn't laugh or cry, she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"You move out for me tomorrow and live in my house!" After holding back for a long time, she finally shouted.

Fang Yan drank two glasses of beer, and when he heard this, he felt dizzy, "Where does your house have land? You won't let me sleep on the sofa in the living room?"

"You sleep with me, let my husband sleep on the sofa." Feng Lu made a decision.

"Please forgive me. Okay? My godson drinks milk every two hours at night. I might as well sleep on the sofa with you." Dialect had to compromise, "It's okay if you want to see her, I'll arrange a time. You guys See you. I'm really having a good time now."

"Huh? Why do I feel that I was taken away by you. I didn't seem to want to ask you about this just now." Feng Lu scratched her head.

"Let's stop drinking beer and eat more, I'm dizzy too." Dialect continued to change the subject. "By the way, if you want me to trust you, no matter how my parents ask you this time, you must not say it. Can you complete the task?"

"Promise to complete the task! I will walk around them. I will not go back to my mother's house for a year. Let my mother come to see me. To avoid bumping into uncles and aunts." Feng Lu vowed.

"You can't let me down again, Comrade Feng Lu." Fang Yan purposely half stood up and patted her on the shoulder.

"How long are you going to hide from them?" Feng Lu crunched a piece of cucumber.

"Help it for as long as you can." Dialect propped his head on his hand, "By the way, don't tell your mother either."

"Ah? I already said it." Feng Lu lowered her voice, "I was so angry yesterday that I didn't dare to call you after thinking about it for a long time, so I called my mother and blamed her. But because I also told you She said she hasn't checked with you yet, so she probably doesn't dare to tell your mother."

"Feng Lu!" Teammates like pigs really can't be trusted. "You are really good at tearing things down. Why have I lived above you for more than [-] years? Thank God you married and moved away. I deeply understand what it means to be a sharp nail piercing the enemy's heart. You were born It's just mine."

"Don't worry, I'll tell her when I get back, let her move to my house to take care of the child, and let her hide from your parents. Don't worry, don't worry." Seeing that she was in a crisis of trust, Feng Lu desperately defended herself.

"Forget it, you're right."

"what?"

"If you don't believe in luck, you have to believe in fate. I can't avoid your doom in my life. I'm a little lucky now that I'm not a man, and we don't have finger pulps to marry. Otherwise, murdering my husband would not be impossible."

Here is Feng Lu's straightforward answer: "Get out!"

The author has something to say:

I have recently entered a bottleneck period, and the following stories are becoming more and more important, but I have been unable to find a narrative angle.

The previous chapters have also been rewritten several times, so the overall progress has been delayed.

But definitely not pitted.The whole story is in my heart, I just need to find a specific entry point and flesh out the details.

At least it can be guaranteed to be updated every Wednesday. If it is written smoothly, I will also increase the frequency of updates according to the situation.

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