The soul of the ex-husband

Under the starlight, an old van ran wildly on the dirt road down the mountain, and finally jumped onto the main road leading to the city with a "bang", spreading its feet and running fast.

While driving, Simon explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

Tata was so angry that she almost jumped up, and as a girl, she couldn't help but yell: "Damn! I almost fell for that woman! Why are you so dark-hearted? Those who have no grievances with her are trying to trick us? I'll just say this." The appearance fee is too high, so it's all a scam!"

Peter Pan gulped down Baisui Mountain to calm his shock, stroked his chestnut hair, and said, "Oh my god, I ran away to death... Fortunately, the young master woke up, otherwise we would have no reason to explain."

Tata put her hands on her hips and said, "Isn't my master uncle powerful? If it were another Taoist priest, he might be buried with the young master on the mountain."

Pan Peter said "Hey?", suddenly found something, and said: "Uncle Xiao really brought back the soul of a vegetable! My God, that is a vegetable who has been paralyzed for nine years! Uncle Xiao is this Created a medical miracle, right?!"

"That's right!" Tata folded her arms and leaned back on the chair back, puffed up and proud at the same time, said, "They should send the vice pennant over tomorrow. Qianjia, what a shameful critic! By the way, make up the money for the practice."

As she spoke, she turned her face to look at Xiao Qi, and said, "Do you think so? Master?"

On the side, Xiao Qi lowered his eyes, staring fixedly at a point in the void, turning a deaf ear to Tata's words.

It was only then that everyone realized that Xiao Qi didn't seem to have made a sound when they were chatting passionately.

This uncle has been in a daze since he got in the car.

Tata and Peter Pan looked at each other, their eyes widened slightly, and they became cautious.

Peter Pan shrank his neck, and guessed in a low voice: "Did our uncle... have lost his soul to the mountain?"

Tata looked at Xiao Qi for a moment, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I think... the soul of the uncle, seems to be hooked away by something..."

The inside of the car was quiet, and for a while, only the sound of the van leaking air was left.

"correct."

Tata was the first to hold back and broke the silence.

With a soft voice, she asked the two people in the front seat, "Before you jumped out of the window and fled, did you see the young master lying on the bed make a gesture?"

Simon fled the fastest at that time and didn't see it.

Peter Pan had an impression, spread out his palms, and said, "Is this a gesture?" As he spoke, his index finger and middle finger overlapped.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Tata said, "Do you know what it means?"

"I know." Peter Pan said it as a matter of course, "If you take your finger apart into three parts, each part looks like a letter, which is I, L, U, which means ILoveU, I love you."

"Haven't you found the problem yet?" Tata thumped Pan Peter's shoulder, and said, "This young master has been paralyzed for nine years. When he woke up, he couldn't speak, so he was busy confessing his love first. To whom?"

A clear voice said: "That's not a confession."

"Damn!" Tata retorted without thinking, "What is it if it's not a confession? It's a standard gesture of loving you!"

"He's saying hello."

"Huh?" Tata said with a rising voice at the end, "It's not Vulcan raising his hand, how come it's a greeting?"

"I taught it."

"What? You taught?" Tata turned her face to look beside her, and said with a smile, "You taught, how did you teach...how...how...how..."

Tata's aura gradually faded until it finally disappeared completely.

When she saw her side, she suddenly realized that it was Xiao Qi who had been talking to her just now.

Xiao Qi pursed his thin lips lightly, his jawline was rare and clear, his long eyelashes blinked, like butterfly wings in the dark night, he finally raised his eyes and looked forward:

"Nine years ago, I taught at the Internet Rehabilitation Center."

No one speaks anymore.

After a few seconds, "Squeak --!!!"

With the sound of sharp brakes, the car stumbled forward.

The bottle of Centennial Mountain in Peter Pan's hand poured all over the windshield.

Tata almost fell headfirst into the front seat.

"Simon!...Hiss..." Tata sat up straight with her forehead covered, gasping for breath from the pain, but abnormally did not get angry.

Not only did she not get angry, on the contrary she seemed a little timid, her eyes kept sneaking glances at Xiao Qi who was at the side.

The broken and old van was parked alone in the middle of the road with the engine running.

a long time.

"Nine years ago?" Someone in the car asked, unbelievable, "They knew each other?"

"Gulu" was the sound of swallowing saliva.

"Internet, online rehabilitation center?" The female voice trembled, "No, it can't be the one who got the certificate and ran away for nine years..."

"A man?!" The other voice was a little louder, a little crazy, "Can you still get a marriage certificate with a man?"

One person was surprised and said: "Isn't that a legal couple? Can you tell that the man on the bed is Xiao Qi's husband?"

"Hush!!!" The female voice exaggeratedly "hush", the volume was too high.

There was silence again in the carriage.

"It's not my husband." Xiao Qi leaned against the car window, only seeing the moon hanging in the middle of the sky, "The moment I knew he was a man, I was widowed."

Everyone: "..."

Uncle so ruthless? ? ?

Xiao Qi said: "To be precise, it's the ex-husband."

Everyone: "..."

Xiao Qi leaned against the car window and closed his eyes.

Tata laughed awkwardly, and took the opportunity to change the subject: "Damn! Today is a good day, do you want to have a late-night snack to celebrate? Hehe, crayfish? My treat?"

Xiao Qi closed his eyes, full of sarcasm: "Would you like to celebrate my widowhood?"

"..." Tata turned his head towards the car window on the other side, with a difficult face.

I did my best, really.

Not long after, the van set off on the road again.

***

mountain top.

In the remote wing of Xiaoshan Conggui Pavilion.

The woman was trembling with anger just as she had dismissed the police.

She already knew who called the police, and secretly hated that group of people for spoiling her good deed. This account must be recovered, but now, she has more important matters to solve.

The woman picked up the receiver of the cloisonne telephone and dialed a series of numbers.

After two rings from the opposite side, the phone was connected.

"Hello? Ma'am? Is that you?" On the opposite side was a slightly nervous middle-aged man's voice.

"Yeah." The woman narrowed her eyes carefully, and said with a gloomy voice, "Zhou Heng woke up."

"What?!" The middle-aged man panicked and said incoherently, "Then we, aren't we about to be discovered? What should we do? If we had known earlier, we wouldn't have taken this step in the first place. I said it was too risky And now people are awake..."

"That's enough!" The woman propped her palm on the table, contemplating the man on the other end of the phone with disgust on her face, and shouted, "Look at you! What can you do if you have no direction when you encounter such a small thing? So what if he finds out? He can't do anything to us, because the era of his father, Ri Haiming, has passed! No one will give him a backer!"

Seemingly puzzled, he slapped the table with his slender palm.

The man on the opposite side was completely silent, only breathing intermittently, indicating that he was still alive.

The woman closed her eyes to stabilize her emotions, and when she opened her eyes again, she became much calmer.

The woman's voice was still high and said: "Since Zhou Heng has woken up, we will start to arrange Lin Wan's affairs as soon as possible. We can solve one by one. Although Lin Wan is mentally handicapped, it seems that there is no threat at present, but..." Yan Yan Turning down, the last half of the sentence was said to myself, "But as long as it is the child of Zhou Haiming, it may become a stumbling block for me. I must not give them any chance to come back..."

The middle-aged man respected Xiao Shenwei and said: "Ma'am, you asked me to find a famous and powerful family in Cang City to marry Lin Wan to marry him. In fact, not long ago... I have found it."

"Oh?" The woman raised her eyebrows and said, "Found it? Who?"

"The eldest son of Xiao Jian'an, the third young master of the Xiao family." The man announced his name and said, "Xiao Qi."

"Xiao Qi?" The woman recalled, but she had no impression, and asked suspiciously, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

The middle-aged man gave a low laugh and said, "Ma'am, just listen to me slowly..."

Five minutes later, the woman completely relaxed after listening to Xiao Qi's story.

"It turned out to be a fool." She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No wonder Xiao Jian'an has hidden him tightly for so many years. Indeed, that child made Xiao Jian'an a laughing stock."

"Yes." The middle-aged man's voice became leisurely, and he said, "Xiao Qi is our best candidate. Although his father Xiao Jian'an is not very good, the Xiao family behind him is the goal of our alliance. Coincidentally Coincidentally, Xiao Qi, like Lin Wan, has mental retardation, and no one has the right to criticize anyone. I believe that Xiao Jian'an is a sensible person, and he understands the interests behind the marriage. He will not refuse this marriage... Xiao Anyway, the family is also a wealthy family, if we marry Lin Wan, we will not end up with the reputation of treating the descendants of the Zhou family badly."

The woman expressed her appreciation: "Not bad, not bad."

Afterwards, the woman raised her hand, played with her fingernails, and said, "If Zhou Heng knew that I was going to marry his sister to a fool, I don't know how he would feel... Tsk tsk, it's a pity, he can't be successful now, and he won't be in the future." If you can’t become a climate, you can only be at the mercy of me in this life.”

As she said that, the woman blew on her nails, and said with a sneer, "Since you've found a suitable candidate, hurry up and arrange a blind date."

Above the courtyard, the night is like a curtain, dotted with the moon and stars, but under the calm sky, the dark tide rises and falls.

With Zhou Heng's awakening, everyone's fate thread was grasped, strangely intertwined on a track, and rushed forward.

***

That night after eating crayfish and returning home, Xiao Qi developed a fever.