conspirator's love

Wang Zhe pulled his thoughts back. He had a question in his heart all the time, and it happened that he could ask Tian Qi this time: "In fact, after we came back, she asked about the dialect. I know that, and I also asked about it, but I heard that Dialect is married, why did she get divorced less than a year after we came back? Is this related to my sister?"

This was a lump in Tian Qi's heart, and she felt a little uncomfortable when she mentioned it, "Hey, I'm about to be pissed off by her. I don't know how to talk to you."

"Sister Tian Qi, just tell the truth. Actually, I guessed it too. It must have something to do with my sister." Wang Zhe shook the cup in his hand, and the water droplets accumulated outside the cup slid down his fingers, bringing a cold feeling. touch.

"Dialect's ex-husband Zhang Zilu happened to work in an advertising company. At that time, Mo Jiaxin came to me and said that he wanted to cooperate with this advertising company and asked me to help with the contact." Tian Qi crossed her hands and fingers on her knees, wide Leaning her shoulders back on the sofa, "Although I thought it was a bit strange at the time, it's not like you don't know when Mo Jiaxin came to beg me. But I didn't think much about it, I just thought it was because she just started to block alone On the one hand, the contacts are not open, so let me help you find a big client."

"And then?" Wang Zhe leaned forward and put the cup on the table.

"Then she and this man named Zhang Zilu came together. They drank together when they had nothing to do. Later, I heard that Zhang Zilu divorced his marriage because of her." Tian Qi's face was ugly, "I want to know her It will be like this, and I will say nothing to help her. You said what she did, it made me mad."

Wang Zhe's face also turned pale, "Sister Tian Qi, I have never seen my sister like this, she has always been very responsible and assertive, just look at me and you will understand."

He paused, couldn't restrain his heartache, and continued, "But when I meet this dialect, I don't know her anymore."

Tian Qi said: "She is insane. When Tian Jun was leaving, he asked me to watch her and take care of her. I really failed."

"Everything else is easy to say, but the surname Zhao has blood on his hands. Four years ago, my sister almost fell into his hands. He can come back to this city, so he didn't want to let it go and let Mo Jiaxin go. "Wang Zhe gritted his teeth, "In the past, I was young and useless, but today I can't tolerate what happened 4 years ago happening again."

Tian Qi patted him on the shoulder, comforted him and said, "No, can't I find a partner to take care of that Zhao?"

"Sister Tian Qi, unless you kill him, or according to his temperament, in the end, he can kill my sister first even if he dies himself." Wang Zhe thought to himself, the person surnamed Zhao cannot be disabled, otherwise what will the woman and Tian Tian do? ?For the sake of sweetness, he couldn't afford to harden his heart.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Seeing his appearance, Tian Qi had an idea in mind.

"What else can I do? What if Fang Yan leaves my sister by herself?" Wang Zhe went on to say, "Healthy medicine doctor, since she has been in love with this one, she can let it go."

Tian Qi raised her head to look at Wang Zhe. The last time she saw Wang Zhe, Wang Zhe was still in high school. People who have just entered college are so preoccupied. It is still said that their surname is Mo, and one counts as the other. There are nine bends and eighteen bends, no one can worry about it.

Tian Qi saw that he had reached this point, and probably understood what he meant, "You want me to tell her about Mo Jiaxin's dialect design behind her back to get her divorced?"

"Sister Tian Qi, this is the truth. Do you want my sister to go on like this with a heavy secret in her heart?" Wang Zhe, who was born with a pair of almond eyes, looked at Tian Qi bewilderedly at this moment, "If they Is it true love? Can we separate because of this?"

"I really want to know how much Fang Yan loves my sister, and whether he can accept everything about her, whether it is now or in the past." Wang Zhe said in a self-sufficient manner.

This sentence has a magical power, because Tian Qi also wants to know. "But if I really do this, can Mo Jiaxin forgive me?" Tian Qi sighed softly.

"Sister Tian Qi, you are a sensible person, even if she doesn't forgive you, there is still Brother Tian Jun. Can she still ignore Brother Tian Jun?" Wang Zhe attacked people.

"My brother is coming back, just in a few days. It's a coincidence, why Mo Jiaxin will come back as soon as something happens." Tian Qi thought to himself, how could it be such a coincidence?I really don't want Tian Jun to get involved in this matter again.It was Half-Life last time.

But neither he nor I can sit idly by.

Well, Wang Zhe is right.If it is not because of an accidental separation, but because of the dialect's own choice, then it will be fine for both of them.

She also has a little selfishness. If it proves that the dialect is not worth Mo Jiaxin's effort, will Tian Jun, who has been waiting silently, finally get his wish? If so, Mo Jiaxin will directly talk to Tian Jun. Jun went to the United States, and all the troubles would be over.

"If Brother Tian Jun comes back, please let him persuade my sister." Wang Zhe said again: "I have a special status, so I can't say a lot. But Brother Tian Jun is different. Among all people, my sister trusts him the most. .”

"Yes," Tian Qi nodded.

"One more thing," Wang Zhe met Tian Qi's gaze, "Dialect's ex-husband Zhang Zilu, is he still pestering my sister Mo?"

"I'm not sure about this, but it stands to reason that he divorced for Mo Jiaxin, and his ex-wife is now living with Mo Jiaxin. Although he doesn't know the inside story, he didn't give up so quickly." Tian Qiwei The corner of her mouth curled up, "If Mo Jiaxin wants to be lovable, who can not be fascinated by her."

Wang Zhe turned his eyes around, and his heart turned several times. "Then let him know too. It doesn't matter how hard he is. My sister has a lot of tricks to deal with him. I'm afraid that if the dialect encounters a problem, it's time to retreat immediately."

Tian Qi felt a chill in his heart, thinking that if this child grows up a bit, he is afraid that he will go to heaven, and it will be fine for him to miss anyone.

"Sister Tian Qi, you don't have to worry about it, I'll just do it." Wang Zhe showed a smile, which was a bit like Mo Jiaxin, "It's not all for my sister's benefit."

Mo Jiaxin dreamed of the woods again. It had just rained in the woods in the suburbs, and the soil on the ground was wet. It was cloudy and dusk was approaching, and the woods were darker than usual, with birds chirping The sound resounded deep in the woods.

She walked quickly on the slippery ground, all she wanted to do was keep up with the man in front of her.But he didn't dare to follow too closely, so he could only wait for him to go out for a while, and then try his best to catch up.

She just watched the figure in front of her on her way, and didn't pay attention to her feet. She stepped on the soft soil on the edge of the cliff. Her feet were empty, and the soil fell one after another. "Ah!" She screamed and fell down.

Unconsciously, she fumbled her hands and grabbed a vine. The slender vine couldn't bear her weight, and suddenly a part of it loosened from the soil, and her body fell suddenly.

Just at the moment of panic, a face appeared on the cliff.The bleak face appeared in the dark forest, and instead of reaching out to her, he asked a more bleak question: "Why are you here? What do you know?"

"Ah... um..." Mo Jiaxin moaned in pain and depression in her sleep.

Fang Yan woke up and saw Mo Jiaxin's body tightly hugged into a ball, obviously having a nightmare, so he stretched out his hand to hug her in his arms and patted her on the back, "It's okay, I'm here."

When Mo Jiaxin woke up, maybe that dream was too scary, but she still buried her head in Dialect's chest.

"Are you too tired from work? I don't even know when you'll come back." Fang Yan said in her ear, "It's okay, it's just a nightmare."

Mo Jiaxin's heart was cold, because she knew that it was not just a nightmare, it was the past, a real past.It was deeply engraved on her soul, making her uneasy about the past.

"What did you dream about? So scared?" Fang Yan stroked her back.

"I dreamed that I fell off a cliff."

"Well, then what?"

"Then I woke up in shock." Mo Jiaxin hid the second half of the dream.

"Is there something chasing you?"

Mo Jiaxin didn't say a word, it was the sins of the past, she answered softly in her heart.

She closed her eyes, and the picture from her dream appeared before her eyes again.A bloody hand grabbed her arm, and he raised the index finger of the other hand to his mouth: "Don't say it, let this pass."

Mo Jiaxin's face was full of tears, sitting in the blood on the ground, feeling the night wind whistling through her body, and the body in her arms was getting colder and harder.

She sat like that for a whole night in the dark and terrifying woods, holding a dead body, and she didn't come out of the woods until dawn.

It was also on that day that she decided to be an accomplice, a silent insider who had witnessed the bloody crime but chose to keep silent.

She stretched out her arms to embed herself tightly in Fang Yan's body. The warmth of dialect came through her warm skin, which made her feel fascinated and comforted.

She wanted to pour out her pain to the dialect, but when she opened her mouth, she felt a stone stuck in her chest.

If one day she can speak out in dialect and tell everything, the scars in her heart will truly heal.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Fang Yan just silently kissed Mo Jiaxin's forehead.

There were people coming and going in the hall, and the lights were brilliant. Tian Jun stood in front of the window, and there were large passenger planes parked outside the window, some of which were taxiing on the runway. The lights were flickering, and he didn't know which country he was about to fly to.

His handsome face was projected on the window. This face was similar to Tian Qi's, with a deeper outline. On the sharp-edged chin, there were some blue stubbles, revealing a strong masculinity.Even so, his brows and pale skin made his overall temperament more handsome, and revealed a touch of melancholy.

Among the rough foreign men, he is like a long-legged white crane, standing alone in the cold river water, looking up at the moon, and using his dusty aura to isolate himself from the world.

What Mo Jiaxin did in China did not need to go through Tian Qi, he already knew about it.

It's just that there are some things she wants to do, and she has to do them. She can't be blocked, she can only be fulfilled.

Tian Jun thought, I am willing to fulfill you, and I will love you with all my fulfillment and waiting until you finally turn around.