Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

On a fairly high floor, one can even overlook the entire Baima District of Zhijiang City.

A young man and woman are standing.

They were still wearing school uniforms, but at this height, the people below couldn't see what was above them at all.

Of course, no one will be blind and keep looking at this building where there is nothing to see.

At this time, the horizon happened to be the handover in the evening.

The last ray of sunlight gradually darkened as the clouds squeezed in.

And the fiery red sunset, tenaciously exuding the last bit of energy of today, the sky is burnt into a line.

This line seems to cross the sky.

Lines of churning clouds.

It is the brightest time of the day.

It is said to be a sea of ​​clouds, but it is also like a sea of ​​fire.

After the girl said these words, the boy who squinted his eyes and looked at the distant sky had a gentle smile on his face.

It seems that everyone has such a smile, and it will never change.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just something that is bound to happen... It depends on the police's attitude towards him and his own attitude."

"But there is no evidence... so what if he is under investigation? Maybe he won't need it for a day or two, and he will come back tomorrow. After all, we are still..."

"No, no, you got Xueying wrong. From the beginning to the end, our goal was not Xia Chen. It's just that we need a little time for him to drag him out to attract attention."

"Then we..."

Yang Xueying looked at the back in front of her suspiciously, making herself still obsessed and even willing to give everything.

asked uncertainly.

The boy turned around with a bright and beautiful smile on his face.

Gentle and harmonious.

Like the spring breeze in April.

It seems that the self in the high-rise building and the self blown by the wind will not feel cold at all, but very warm.

The boy said with a smile.

"Treasure the time and take advantage of it. This is the best time."

As the setting sun slanted down, the boy's back seemed to be burned red by the setting sun in the sky.

In a raging fire.

In Yang Xueying's mind, he is his own hero.

……

until school is over.

Xia Chen still didn't come back.

There was no news either.

And the rumors about the teenager intensified.

It has almost reached the point of being unbearable, in the mouths of some people with bad intentions.

Xia Chen only left for an afternoon, and he was played up as a villain who killed people without blinking an eye, and would take revenge.

Even psychopaths.

Dismembering corpses is just his pleasure, and killing people is his daily routine.

During this period, Cao Qingyi even quarreled with the National People's Congress because of this matter.

In the end, they didn't wait for Xia Chen's innocent return, and the school didn't say anything about Xia Chen, only saying that they would cooperate with the investigation.

As for whether there is any evidence or why it was investigated, there is no conclusion at all.

It was as if someone deliberately pushed Xia Chen to the forefront.

Tong Si felt that way.

For the other girl, these are all unwarranted disasters suffered because of herself.

An Jingyue didn't go home with Miao Yiqiao after school.

Instead, I sat alone in a small park near my home.

She was vaguely waiting for something.

One that is expected and that is coming.

It may also be an ending that swallows itself.

during the waiting period.

An Jingyue thought of many things.

Thinking of what happened to me during this period of time.

own fear.

own gradually fluctuating mentality.

Even want to give up all the collapse.

An Jingyue also thought of more things.

For example, she was forced to suspend school for a year due to her illness that year.

I feel the boredom of life and the fragility of life.

At that time, I thought I had developed a strong heart that was invulnerable to bullets and guns.

Did not expect that the result would be like this.

It turns out that the impermanence of life is not only in one's own body, but also in the so-called fate.

Perhaps this is a kind of fate, An Jingyue thought so.

If you want to talk about fate.

I have to think of that boy again.

The boy I saw when I was recovering from a serious illness.

The first time was in that dimly lit KTV.

Until now, touching the position of my heart.

An Jingyue seemed to be able to feel the strange throbbing when she saw Xia Chen at that time.

An Jingyue knew clearly that it was definitely not a love at first sight plot that only appeared in idol dramas and romance novels.

Even if that feeling tells myself to get close.

Want to get close to each other.

But An Jingyue also made it clear that it was not her own favor, it was not her own impulse.

That should be. ... an inexplicable, fate-like traction.

An Jingyue told herself several times not to be led by fate.

You have to make the choices you want to make, and you have to make the decisions you think are right.

You have to live in this world in your own way.

But one at a time.

Xia Chen appeared in time, when he encountered a problem that he seemed unable to solve by himself.

He always showed up just in time to help himself.

just really...As if guided by fate.

It just so happened that someone helped him, and that person was Xia Chen.

But now, it's impossible, isn't it?

This time, there was no one who could help him.

I really wanted to figure out what was going on with that inexplicable uneasy mood when I saw Xia Chen.

But now, what An Jingyue wanted more was a result.

A result of all this now.

She is no longer afraid.

All she had left was endless boredom and nausea.

She would stop it all at any cost if she could.

Whether this was a compromise, An Jingyue didn't know.

It's just that if the exhaustion in my heart reaches a peak, it seems that I don't feel tired anymore.

Just as night covered An Jingyue's head.

"Ding dong~"

Information from the phone.

Almost like a portent, like a gauntlet.

An Jingyue took out her mobile phone with almost trembling hands.

A number that was still from a stranger and completely different from the number of the last text message appeared, and the content of the message was still shocking.

"Before eight o'clock in the evening, go to the [-]th floor of Qingyuan Building, Baima District. Don't inform anyone, remember, it's anyone, you come alone. There is a possibility to solve all this. I know you are very

tired.But just in case, in case you still have any chances, I want to tell you.

Don't want anything to happen to your best friend, just do what I say. "

……

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66+ five floors (Emperor Yan plus 1 more!)

autumn night.

The wind blows across Long Street.

But the atmosphere was obviously a little dull.

There was a thin mist in the street.

It seems that tomorrow will be another foggy weather with almost invisible people.

But it seems that it can't stop the footsteps of a girl in school uniform at this time.

"Well... I have something to do, I'll be back later. I've had dinner, okay."

In fact, the taxi arrived at the Qingyuan commercial circle in Baima District very early.

It's just that An Jingyue obviously needs a little time to arrange something.

First of all, I received a call from my family, from my mother, who was always very gentle to this woman, even a little too gentle to the point that her first attitude towards anything was weak.