live to death

Since then, it seems that everything has returned to its former calm, but in fact everything has changed drastically.

When Shi Ruqing looked at the messages on the phone, her palms contracted violently uncontrollably.

He Ran is simply trash.He has already agreed to so many conditions, and he can't do it even if he is asked to win one person.

Shi Ruqing threw the phone on the table and covered her face with her hands.At this moment, she couldn't calm down the anger in her heart.For a long time, the glaze was white, and in the blink of an eye, the young master of the Feng family was used as your shield. It's really amazing, amazing!

Shi Ruqing didn't know what Feng Zhuang meant by jumping out to block their plans at this time.Although Feng Zhuang is only a high school student, Shi Ruqing has to consider the influence of Feng Zhuang.After all, he is the only child of the Feng family. Even though he is still young, what he says to his parents still has a certain influence.

Shi Yaobai had no way to attack at all, Shi Yuan was still so cunning and cunning, Shi Ruqing's road at this time came to a dead end, and only when an opportunity appeared on one side could he have a chance to get out of trouble.

Shi Ruqing has no access to the core level of the Shi family, whether it is technology or personnel, she has no access to anything.But she still has to find a way to get news that can gain benefits.

While thinking, Shi Ruqing began to make up.She is a young lady of the Shi family, so naturally she doesn't need to go out to work, but how could Shi Ruqing be willing to live such an ordinary life.

She started a cosmetics company as a hobby, and many products are still in the research and development stage.She has put enough effort into this company. Even if she doesn't rely on Shijia in the future, she still wants to have something that allows her to gain a foothold in this society.

Looking at the exquisite face in the mirror, Shi Ruqing thought of her sister again.

Why would it be twins?If it weren't for twins, then this face would be unique in this world.Obviously, twins will have differences when they grow up, but Shi Ruqing doesn't understand why she is still so similar to Shi Rulian.

Shi Ruqing smiled sweetly at the mirror.

It doesn't matter, this face may be similar, but Shi Ruqing will only have one.

……

After the funeral, Mo Yinhe's life returned to its previous state.

No matter what the external disputes are, no matter how many conspiracies against the Shi family and Shi Glaze Bai, it has nothing to do with "Shi Glaze White".

Mo Yinhe sat in his own position, his back straight, and his every move revealed excellent self-cultivation.But this is actually not Mo Yinhe's self-cultivation, but Shi Glaise Bai's self-cultivation.

For Mo Yinhe, he would rather lie lazily on the table and bask in the sun, but this is not something Shiyoubai would do.

It was morning, and the sun was shining.The pale golden sunlight with a hint of warmth shone on Mo Yinhe's side face, but Mo Yinhe didn't notice it.

A shadow suddenly fell in front of my eyes, blocking the light.The words on the book suddenly became dark.

I don't know who came, it should be Feng Zhuang.

Thinking this way, Mo Yinhe raised his head and looked at the person who came, without any sign of regret.

At this time, Mo Yinhe realized that he was looking towards the light, and the silhouette of the person who came was blocking the sunlight.He was against the light, Mo Yinhe couldn't see his face clearly, but Mo Yinhe knew who this person was.

"Xiaobai, what are you looking at?"

After that, the book in his hand was taken away.

Mo Yin and helplessness.

If it wasn't for Shibai's character design, I would teach you how to be a man every minute.Mo Yinhe couldn't even hold his forehead at this time, and could only wait for Feng Zhuang to return the book to him.

"The Outsider? Can you understand what this book is about?"

Feng Zhuang joked, but seeing that Mo Yinhe didn't respond to him, he returned the book nonchalantly: "Oh, it doesn't matter, you can read it if you like."

Mo Yinhe took the book, found the place he saw before and continued to read.

Needless to say, Mo Yinhe is indeed a little interested in this book.

Every time he came to a world, he would look at the famous works of this world if he had the conditions.In Mo Yinhe's original world, he didn't have much time to read books, probably only read a small part, and Mo Yinhe was forced to do some things he didn't want to do.

The book "The Outsider" is a bit like talking about his life.He is obviously an insider, but he is also an outsider.The out-of-synch between body and soul, isn't that what his life is all about?Although what the author wants to express is not like this at all, Mo Yinhe only sees himself in it.

Feng Zhuang looked at Mo Yin and the book quietly.

He blocked Mo Yinhe's light, but here he could clearly see Mo Yinhe's expression and movements.

After a while, Mo Yin and Doubt raised their heads, class is about to start, is he still leaving?

Feng Zhuang naturally understood what Mo Yinhe meant, he smiled and wanted to touch Mo Yinhe's hair, but his hand stopped suddenly.

Feng Zhuang's gaze fixed behind Mo Yinhe's ear.

Shiyoubai's skin was as fair as a porcelain doll, so any marks on his body were obvious.But Feng Zhuang was only focused on looking at Mo Yinhe's eyebrows, and didn't notice the back of Mo Yinhe's ears.

Behind the small earlobe, above the collarbone, there is a slender black line.If you look carefully, you can see that it is a thorn.

Feng Zhuang couldn't help stretching his hand towards Mo Yinhe's collar, and gently opened the shirt collar with his fingers, and saw a black rose flower hidden under the collar.

Mo Yinhe didn't move, because although Feng Zhuang's move was very impolite, it didn't really offend or hurt him.

Look at it twice and there will be no less meat.

Feng Zhuang's fingers were trembling, as if he couldn't believe what it was.

"Do you know what this is?" Feng Zhuang's voice was cold, but he didn't take back his hand.

Mo Yinhe looked at Feng Zhuang with doubts in his eyes, and then shook his head slowly under his stare.

What Mo Yinhe knew was natural, but Shi Jiabai didn't.

For some reason, Feng Zhuang felt as if his heart was being held by a hand.That hand not only grabbed his heart, but squeezed it hard.If not, why would there be such a sharp tingling sensation in my heart.

Shi Youbai didn't even know what that was, let alone who that person was.

Feng Zhuang was sure that was not the case, but at that funeral, Glaze Bai had met too many people, who knew who it would be.

"Xiaobai, I'll take you to eat delicious food after school, do you want to go?" Feng Zhuang held back the raging anger in his heart, and asked softly, for fear that he would scare Shi Yaobai.

Mo Yinhe looked at Feng Zhuang, then shook his head in his expectant eyes.

There was undisguised disappointment on Feng Zhuang's face.

Mo Yinhe hesitated for a while, then replied, "My brother won't let me go out recently."

Feng Zhuang thought of Mo Yin and the soul pattern on his body, and understood why Shi Yuan did this.

Feng Zhuang thought for a while, and then asked: "Then what do you want to eat, can I bring it to you?"

Mo Yinhe hesitated for a while, and then said under Feng Zhuang's expectant gaze, "Is that dessert okay?"

Feng Zhuang seemed to recall for a while before he realized what the "dessert" Mo Yinhe was talking about was.It was the cake they didn't eat last time they went.

Fatty closed his eyes and didn't want to look at Mo Yinhe.

The small intracranial theater started immediately.

"Stupid master, what will happen if you miss a bite?!"

"Nothing."

"Then can you not eat?"

"No. He will bring it to me, why don't I eat it."

"Then it's settled, I'll bring it to you tomorrow, okay?" Feng Zhuang's hand finally fell on Mo Yinhe's head.

Mo Yinhe nodded to Feng Zhuang, and fled Feng Zhuang's claws with his head without a trace.

After Feng Zhuang left, he went straight to the toilet.

"Get out!" Feng Zhuang kicked everyone out as soon as he entered the toilet.

The students who were still complaining all walked out with the menacing gaze in Feng Zhuang's eyes.Feng Zhuang's reputation as a playboy is still very loud, and none of them want to touch this bad luck.

Feng Zhuang locked the door behind him.

He scanned his body inch by inch through the mirror, looking for every inch of skin he could see, but there was nothing.

Suddenly, a severe pain that Feng Zhuang couldn't bear for a while hit his heart.

He punched the mirror uncontrollably, the mirror cracked, and blood slowly flowed from the mirror.

Feng Zhuang looked at his broken face in the mirror.

It's not me, it's not me... Although there is a faint feeling like this, Feng Zhuang has another feeling that is stronger. He feels that it might be him.

But this is not reasonable.Soul mates have always been one-on-one, how could it be yourself and another person at the same time.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his lower back, Feng Zhuang turned around and looked at himself in the mirror.

There is nothing there.