I am a third party

Qi Xi and I escaped in the end.

Qi Xi put her arms around me and said that she never fought a battle with no chance of winning.

Wang Zi brought a group of people to rescue us, and I also saw Yan Sinan's father... But in a few years, he has aged a lot.

Although Qi Xi said it lightly, looking at the injuries all over her body, I knew that if Xiao Xuewu hadn't been merciful, we would not have escaped so easily.

Qi Xi will definitely deal with her.

I can't forgive Xiao Xuewu for what she did to us, she should be punished.

But I hope she survives.

Unfortunately, I guessed wrong about Xiao Xuewu, and I also guessed wrong about Qi Xi.

One day I went downstairs to pick up a courier, and I took the morning newspaper in the mailbox along the way.

In the past, it was all taken by Qi Xi, and I don't read newspapers very much.

I loaded the courier bag under my arm and opened the door, and the newspaper slid to the floor.

I knelt down to read the newspaper and saw the international edition facing up.

Surprising truth: Lumikki's terrorist attack, the president of Asta is suspected of smuggling, and he evades hundreds of millions of taxes every year.

I shook my hand and the courier package fell to the ground.

Lifting my throat in one breath, I unfolded the newspaper with trembling hands and forced myself to read it.

In the center of the newspaper, a photo of a court trial.

Light blond curly hair, gray-green eyes, slightly upturned lips, and a mole beating.

On her right hand, a pure white ribbon is wrapped around the little finger, and a small bowknot on the fingertip seems to be able to fly in the wind when she spreads her wings.

My eyes were sour and I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The words "death penalty" under the photo hurt my eyes deeply.

I took the courier into the house, thinking it was a dress I bought online the day before yesterday, but I was shocked when I opened it.

Open the gray bag, there is nothing in it, it is all the kind of foam plastic that can be pressed.

The plastic paper was torn apart, and in the middle lay a white ribbon, a bunch of keys, and a pure white printed greeting card.

I was silent for a long time facing these three things, tremblingly picked up the greeting card and opened it.

I recognize the owner of this handwriting.

She wrote me little poems before.

"Snow is a wasteland,

The wind is the boundless sea.

People are angels,

I hope the goddess will come. "

I turned over the card and it said on the back, "23 Babylon Gardens."

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In the afternoon, I took a taxi to Babylon Garden.

Qianwei refused to let me in, so I showed him the key and said that the owner of the house asked me to go to her house to help her get things.

He still didn't believe it, and was afraid that I was the one who stole the key. I explained to him for a long time before he let me in.

The garden in front of Xiao Xuewu's villa is full of roses, and an old lady with white hair is sitting on a rocking chair on the lawn, knitting a sweater.

But she couldn't see anything, her hands were trembling and she didn't knit a single loop of sweater.

The boy watering the water saw me walking towards me, "You are..."

I looked at the boy, with short blond hair, light green eyes, and a bright smile.

"I'm Xiao Xuewu's friend." I smiled and patted his head.

The boy blinked in surprise, pulled me in with a smile, and shouted to the old lady, "Grandma, she is my aunt's friend!"

grandmother?

I looked up at the old lady, but her haggard face was filled with a happy smile.

The old lady raised her eyes and held my hand, her eyes fell on my little finger wrapped with a pure white ribbon, and she said cheerfully, "Asta, you are back, and you have found someone you are destined for. Hehe, you finally found it. Okay ,OK……"

My eyes became hot and I patted grandma's hand.

The boy laughed, "Grandma, this is not my aunt, but my aunt's friend."

He dragged me to a room on the first floor and asked me to open the door with the key in my hand.

I took a breath and slowly opened the door.

The sun shines in and the dust dances.

I walked in and stroked the glass bottles on the wooden shelf.

Each glass bottle contains a coffee bean.

Each bottle has a label attached to it.

"On January 1, XX, salary will be paid."

"On January 2, XX, salary will be paid."

"On January 3, XX, salary will be paid."

……

……

"Auntie, don't cry. Auntie said that she will visit us in China during the Spring Festival this year, and you will be able to see her then."

I hugged the boy, "Okay, Auntie will accompany you during the Spring Festival."

Grandma, little brother, Asta, she can no longer spend the holiday with you...

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At night I had a dream, dreaming that a bullet passed through Xiao Xuewu's temple.

A gust of wind blew by, and the white ribbon fluttered away in the wind, flying to places I couldn't see.

Under the sun, in a garden full of roses, a little boy is watering the flowers with a kettle, and a kind old lady is shaking a rocking chair with a sweater in her hand...

Qi Xi wiped away a tear from the corner of my eye, pressed it on my body, and stretched her hand down.

I grabbed her, "Astar you exposed?"

A trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes, "So what?"

"You can let her live forever, why should you kill her?"

Qi Xi looked down at me and didn't speak for a long time.

"Qiao Xianyu, are you speaking for that bitch in front of me?"

"I didn't, I just—"

She grabbed my neck and said sharply, "Do you want to betray me? Do you want to leave me? Let me tell you, there is no door. You can only stay by my side for the rest of your life, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

As she spoke, she bit me on the neck.

The next morning I woke up and planned to go out to the mall to buy some things.

But as soon as I opened the door, there were actually two bodyguards standing at the door to prevent me from going out.

I panicked, "What do you mean?"

The man said, "I'm sorry, ma'am, the chairman ordered you not to go out without her order."

I glared at him, went back to the room and called Qi Xi.

"Qi Xi, what do you mean?"

"Baby, what are you talking about?"

"Why did you send someone to block me?"

"Qiao Xianyu, I told you not to go anywhere." After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone with a snap.

I chuckled and fell on the sofa.

I think of Yan Sinan.

She is right.

Qi Xi is extreme, extremely uneasy.

Her love is captivity.

No one can escape.

Later, Qi Xi went too far, handcuffed me, and tied me to the bed.

As long as she has time, we will do |ai crazily, day and night, regardless of each other.

She imprisoned me as if I wanted to keep a pet. In front of her, I have no human rights.

I think it's time to leave.

I coaxed her to drink the red wine that I had taken sleeping pills, and when she was in a coma, I frantically fled City A and went to Yunshan where grandpa was buried.

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Liao Qingyan is my grandfather's female disciple, a little Taoist nun, who is seven years younger than me and has not entered the hall of thirty.

She burns incense in the Taoist temple every day, and then gives fortunes to pilgrims.

One day, she came to me and said, "Senior sister, a very tall elder sister came to ask me about you this morning."

I smiled and put the copper coins into the water basin, and asked, "What color is her seal?"

Liao Qingyan rolled her eyes, "It's white~"

I laughed again, "Then how did you tell her about me?"

She shook her head, "Well, I dare not talk nonsense."

I stood up and patted her on the head, "It's okay, just tell her."

Early in the morning, I set up a booth in People's Park to tell fortunes to people.

"Look at your line. It's intermittent, twists and turns, and even forks. It's a rough relationship." I held the little girl's hand and shook my head with emotion.

The little girl was anxious, "Then what should I do?"

I opened the folding fan and shook it lightly, "Girl, don't worry, if you are destined, you will be married. You just need to wait for the destined person."

The girl asked again, "Then how can I find my destined person?"

I put away the fan, took a white ribbon from the table, and wrapped it around the little finger of her right hand.

A white butterfly spreads its wings to the wind.

"In this way, you are destined."

The girl nodded half-understanding, "How much is this, Master?"

I waved my hand, "It's not expensive, 66, Liuliu Dashun!"

"Ah, so expensive!"

"Hey~ little girl, you are destined~"

The girl puffed up her cheeks to vent her anger, obediently took out the money, "Oh."

I took the money, waved my fan and laughed.

Suddenly, a stack of hundred-yuan bills landed on my desk.

"Sister Fairy, show me this marriage."

I looked up and saw the wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.

I shook my fan, "Don't look, it's just you."

"Honey, the air tickets are all booked, will you accompany me to get married?"

I closed my eyes and shook my head, put my index finger in front of my mouth, "donor, don't talk nonsense, poor people only have the life of a junior, and you can't be a regular wife."

She brought another box and opened it in front of my desk, a box of gold.

"Master, I invite you to be my mistress, come and destroy my marriage."

I got up and walked in front of her, I put my arms around her neck and kissed her regardless of everyone's eyes.

"Okay. I'm your third party."

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☆Write to adults who have collected this article and read the full text:

Thank you.

This is the first time that 29 has published a complete article, and it is the first time that 29 has written a modern article, and it is still a first-person perspective, which can be described as very difficult.

How is this article written? 29 I know it well (poke finger...), but I finished it anyway, ah, sigh of relief.

In fact, the original intention of writing this article was because of one person. She said she was always there, but what's the use of it.

There is always someone around her.

In fact, the characters in the whole story are a bit different from my original intention, especially Qi Xi, who was not such a scumbag in the first place.

Fortunately, I didn’t write Xuewu out of shape, every child named Xue is my own child (cover face).

The story ends here.

In fact, there are extras.

I will end this article first, and I will start a new article in a few days.

(Hey, I was scolded miserably, I guess I will go to the rooftop again)

☆Finally, I would like to thank Mr. Fat Mao and Mr. Passerby A who commented on me. I am very touched. I was the only reader who commented. I originally planned to go all the way by myself.I hope I can see you in the future, and you can see my progress.

1, 2, 3, bow.

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