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Mr. Ying shook Sheng Yingqi's hand away, and said in surprise, "What psychic? Are you talking about that person?" Seeing Sheng Yingqi's eyes were tinged with fear, "Yingqi, there are too many liars now. Don't believe in those things, they are all feudal superstitions."

"Whether it's a feudal superstition or not, you can tell if you believe it." Sheng Yingqi was very calm, as if he had guessed Mr. Ying's reaction.

Mr. Ying was about to say something, but he cut it off.

"It's nothing, I just borrowed your body for a while, and it's not like I won't return it to you forever. Besides, if you think this is a feudal superstition, it's fake, don't worry about it. It's fake, and it won't affect you if you try it. , instead of your father's company, I will help."

Mr. Ying's face was still stiff when he heard the words, "What do you want to psychic for? You are divorced from him! Don't you still..."

"No, I don't love him for a long time, but I just want to clarify some things." Sheng Yingqi interrupted Mr. Ying again, not so much answering Mr. Ying, but more like answering himself, answering all the problems he had during this time. reason for rational behavior.

But his answer did not convince Mr. Ying, Mr. Ying looked at him like a madman, then turned and left quickly.

Sheng Yingqi didn't chase after him. He walked to the dining table, glanced at the urn, and said in a calm tone: "Look at how bad your treatment is now, you can't even borrow your body. But it doesn't matter, he will agree."

madman.

Qin Mingzhu commented in her heart.

In the next period of time, Qin Mingzhu was able to leave the house because Sheng Yingqi began to carry his mobile phone 24 hours a day.

I take it with me when I go to work, and I take it with me when I go to my parents' house for dinner.

Sheng Yingqi often opens Qin Mingzhu's cell phone and reads all the text messages, as well as the photos.Even when his parents were talking to him, he was staring at Qin Mingzhu's cell phone.

"Parents are talking to you, why do you always look at your phone? You are not like this before." Father Sheng said displeasedly.

Sheng's mother at the side rarely spoke for her son. Although she felt distressed seeing her son like this, she still had something more on her mind.

"Yingqi, when are you going to remarry Mingzhu?"

Sheng Yingqi turned his gaze from the phone screen to his parents' faces, "Remarried?"

"Yes, remarriage." Mother Sheng sighed, "Look at you now, you are much worse than before the divorce. You married Mingzhu before, and I disagreed, but now you have been married for these years, you are doing well. Divorced again. I see that there is nothing wrong with Mingzhu. When you were not free, it was Mingzhu who accompanied us two old people to the hospital, running up and down, without any complaints."

"Two old people? Maybe three old people?" Sheng Yingqi snorted.

Sheng's father immediately flew into a rage, "Bastard, what are you talking about!"

Sheng Yingqi smiled, "Did I say something wrong? Isn't Qin Mingzhu 47 years old this year? Mom, you are only 8 years behind him. Don't you find it strange that you call him daughter-in-law? Your son is only 31 years old this year, and he is not divorced." , in a few years, we can directly support the three old people."

"You bastard! You bastard!" Sheng's father was so angry that he wanted to hit him with something. Sheng's mother was also very angry, but she loved her son even more. You don't come here either, I think you're getting more and more confused the more you live, if you really have the same idea in your heart, who will show you how skinny you are?"

Sheng Yingqi didn't speak, turned around and left with a cold face.After getting into the car, he didn't rush to drive and slammed the steering wheel.

Qin Mingzhu was watching from the side, hearing too many hurtful words, as if she didn't feel sad.He just regretted a little, regretted that he hadn't seen Sheng Yingqi clearly earlier, and also regretted his naivety back then.

When you are passionate, you think that love can transcend everything, but you don’t know that love can be obliterated in your day-to-day life.Love becomes a feather in the ground, a forgotten item in marriage.If you are lucky, you will become relatives, and if you are unlucky, you will become enemies.

Since he is a close enemy, the words he speaks are enough to break his heart.

Thinking of this, Qin Mingzhu's hands curled up unconsciously.

At the age of 16, no matter how much he prayed, his grandfather passed away.At that time, he couldn't accept this fact at all, and was too sad to go to school to continue his studies.

He often wakes up crying in the middle of the night because he misses his grandfather, and he also knows that there are people in this family who are more sad than him, his grandmother and his mother.

If he wantonly exposes his sadness in front of them, it will only make them more sad.

At this time, Qin Mingzhu thought of Yan Jiayu.

Yan Jiayu also accepted him.

He started to sleep with Yan Jiayu, and when he woke up crying in the middle of the night, someone would pat him on the back and wipe away his tears.

When Qin Mingzhu was sleepy, she was always used to getting into people's arms. This was a habit he developed when he was a child. Later, when he grew up, he had to sleep in separate beds, and he often made troubles.

Now he felt that he had returned to his childhood, a childhood without worries.He can express his feelings at will, and the relatives who care about him are by his side.

He nestled in Yan Jiayu's arms, and sometimes he would dislike her for not hugging him tightly enough.

To be tighter, it is better to be intimate.

At that time, this idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Later, his mother caught him sleeping with Yan Jiayu.

He didn't know how misleading the appearance of him and Yan Jiayu was at that time——

A custom-made barbed bed, with a mosquito net hanging down on one side, and an unobstructed view on the other side.Qin Mingzhu's head rested on Yan Jiayu's chest, and her cheeks turned a faint watery red from sleeping.The legs also rubbed against each other's legs, falling asleep, and occasionally the snow-white and round toes would curl up slightly.

Compared with Qin Mingzhu, Yan Jiayu's sleeping posture is more regular, with long clothes and long sleeves, but his hands are always around Qin Mingzhu's waist.

The mother accidentally saw this scene from the window, and after going back in shock, she immediately mentioned the matter to her father.This is something Qin Mingzhu didn't know until later.

At that time, the father listened and murmured: "Don't worry about it, Mingzhu is still a child at heart, and she will think a lot after talking about it. We also watched that child Jiayu grow up, he is very polite."

"But letting the two of them sleep together like this, I'm really worried."

"What are you worried about? If Mingzhu marries Jiayu in the future, I feel much relieved. You also know that Mingzhu's temperament, which looks obedient, is actually spoiled by us. Jiayu has a gentle personality and can tolerate Mingzhu. Yan The development of the family in the north has been getting better and better in recent years. I heard that Jiayu has already started to handle their family affairs. Even if we are gone in the future, he will still be able to protect the Pearl. I am only worried that they will not be as good as they are now when they grow up close."

My father's words became a prophecy.

Qin Mingzhu never thought that Yan Jiayu would have a lover's love for him, he always regarded him as an elder brother.So when Yan Jiayu confessed to him, he panicked.

He still remembered that on the night of his 19th birthday, it was the first time Yan Jiayu appeared in front of everyone without a wheelchair.

Before that, Yan Jiayu only sat in a wheelchair in front of him.

For this reason, Qin Mingzhu was very happy. He deliberately ran away from everyone and ran to Yan Jiayu, "Brother Jiayu, you look so good today!"

The light refracted to the sparkling sea, like the tails of mermaids.The fish tail flipped out layers of waves, washing the hull of the boat.A young man in a white suit stands on the clean bow of the boat, where the lonely moon meets the lighthouse in the distance on a midsummer night. His fair face is slightly redder than usual, fainting in front of his eyes.

He holds a silver-gray cane in his right hand.

This cane was designed by Qin Mingzhu, and the head of the cane used his favorite pearl element, so that when Yan Jiayu used the cane, her palm would touch the pearl every time.

In the mermaid's fairy tale, for the sake of her beloved prince, the little mermaid turned her fish tail into two feet and went ashore to attend a banquet. Every time she walked, she felt like she was stepping on the edge of a knife.

Yan Jiayu lowered her eyes and raised her eyes again, those moist eyes like ink pearls fixedly stared at Qin Mingzhu, "Do you like it?"

Did Brother Jiayu mean a gift from him?

Qin Mingzhu remembered that she hadn't had time to dismantle it, but her mouth had already said, "I like it."

Yan Jiayu's eyes turned into real love at that moment.

The smell in the air seemed to have turned into the smell of candy. He opened his heart, revealed his hidden love, and handed Qin Mingzhu the knife that determined his life and death.

"Pearl."

"There's something I thought I should tell you."

"I love you."

It's not the liking of the first crush, or the ever-changing liking, but the thoughts hidden in the wheelchair day and night, and the secret hidden in the gaze.

"No, I'm sorry."

He watched Qin Mingzhu escape from him, and fled back to the world of gold and drunk paper.

Sheng Yingqi, who was driving, received a call.

It was Mr. Ying's voice on the other end of the phone.

"I promise you."