Xiuye's quick trip

Chapter 120 Sword 3 Traveling Beauty Scroll

Yang Qifeng Extra Story:

They all said he was crazy, maybe he really was.Perhaps also sober, sober living in the world with him.

The sun shines on the red mattress, this is a room full of red, bright red carpet, bright red mattress, even the wallpaper is dazzling red.Although it is embellished with patterns, it is not too scary, but it also obviously violates the decoration concept of normal people.The bright red color of a room is like the flowing blood when the sun shines, not everyone can bear it.

There was a person lying on the red mattress, and he was sleeping in an extremely strange position.With his body sideways, one hand propped up strangely, combined with the arm placed on the mattress, it can be vaguely seen that his posture seems to be holding something.Judging by the distance he left, it was probably the size of a human body.His face became paler and his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was going through something painful.But in the next second, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if he had a sweet dream.

Yang Qifeng opened his eyes, the curvature of his lips deepened a little, the smile on his pale cheeks was so pure that it was close to a dream, and it seemed to be filled with all the tenderness in this world.Both arms still maintain that awkward posture, as if they are gently approaching something, and put their lips close to the 'person' he is embracing.

"Good morning, Chenchen." A new day has begun again. It's great that you are still with me this day... The voice is full of happiness, and the eyes seem to be able to Clearly reflected like a figure.Carefully got out of bed, as if afraid of waking someone up.Only, when he left the bed, it was too low to hide anything.

After that, he said in a soft voice with a bit of regret, "I still woke you up." It looked extraordinarily weird in the empty room, but the happy smile on his cheek became more and more obvious.

There are two washrooms in this room, and Yang Qifeng walked into one first.I put the warm water in very patiently, and then tested the water temperature of the shower. I didn't turn off the shower, and just kept it on.Walked into another wash room and began to wash his body.Turning off the shower from time to time, listening to the sound of water flowing on the other side, the smile on his lips remained the same as before.

Come out with a towel around you, go into another washroom, and turn off the running water in the washroom.A trace of twisted madness that wanted to destroy everything and well-hidden fragility and pain flashed in the eyes, but in the next second it turned into bone-eating tenderness again.He walked out of the wash room as if nothing had happened, skillfully "set dishes" for the people beside him at the table, and said something from time to time.Sometimes it seems to be about their Yang company, sometimes it's about the nursing home, or something else.Completely broke the rule of 'speak nothing when eating, keep silent when sleeping'.

After breakfast, he drove a bright red car and headed towards the nursing home.He stopped at the gate of the nursing home, opened the car door, and smiled as he watched a person who only existed in his sight walk into the nursing home.Only then did he drive towards the commercial building of the Yang family, and when he entered the commercial building, he became that wise president again, the patriarch that the Yang family needed.Yang Qifeng, only by the side of 'Mu Lichen' can he feel tenderness.

Looking at the financial newspaper in his hand, for some reason, the character on the cover seemed to be wearing that bright red dress.And he was dressed in black, approaching his body intoxicated.Even... it's kissing.His eyes became a little moist, soaking the newspaper in his hand drop by drop.His fingers caressed the position of the neck, pressed slightly, and he could clearly hear the sound of his own pulse.It was beating alive, not as silent as he felt that day.

How could Chenchen die?They were all lying to him, they must be lying to him.Yang Qifeng's tears gradually stopped, his face was a bit cruel, those who spread false news are really annoying.

The deputy who walked into the office felt the cold atmosphere in the room, and accurately judged the mood of his own president.Then according to what the psychiatrist said, while dealing with official business, I also asked a few words about that person's condition.Sure enough, the room that was originally filled with a gloomy and cold atmosphere gradually warmed up, and it even seemed a bit like spring and flowers blooming.

The deputy sighed slightly, went out, and closed the door behind him.Looking at the closed door in front of him, just like their president's closed heart.However, he didn't separate himself from everyone's world, but locked himself with a dead person.

That man was a legend in high society.Even if someone is not ashamed of him, no one will ignore his influence on this country.The Yang family and the Mu family are both forces whose decisions will shake the country's economy.It's just...he's dead.Fortunately, he is dead.Otherwise, just a battle for contention, I don't know how much trouble it will cause... Although I know that this kind of thinking is cruel to some people, I still can't help but rejoice.

After Yang Qifeng finished handling the company's affairs, he started the game of Jianwangsan as usual.Take out a luxurious notebook computer, whether it is configuration or decoration, it is obviously top-notch.The computer wasn't the latest model, even a few years ago, but it was well maintained and looked like new.I don't know how many internal parts have been changed, but the appearance is still the same as before, and the touch is still the same as before, and you can even vaguely feel the temperature of that person.

Carefully turn on the computer, caressing the keyboard and mouse.Then he landed on the Qixiu character that he was already very familiar with.Xiu Niang danced on the screen, almost sticking to her body, standing in a beggar gang that looked very different from the beggar gang.Whether it's clothing or hairstyles, their connection can be clearly seen.

Fireworks rose under the feet of the two, and heart-shaped fireworks surrounded the two of them one after another.He just looked at the picture in front of him quietly.His eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured in his heart over and over again, the words he had said countless times.Chenchen, I love you, only you.

"Well, I see." The previous answer resounded in his ears, making him 'listen' extraordinarily clearly.Ignore the so-called local tyrants swiping the screen in the world, and don't care about other people's opinions.Start a 'two people' cleansing routine.

And the gang, which has always been lively, is still full of vitality, and the only ones who speak are those people they used to know, those people who are really regarded as friends by Chenchen.Not exhortation, nor revealing anything.It was just as usual, as if that person still existed, satisfying his fantasy.

One day a week, instead of a nursing home, he heads to a villa.That's where the man likes to be that day, he'll be there that day, can't go anywhere, can't go.Probably, and only on that day would he admit that person's death.Because, he couldn't deny that person's tomb.Even if it's just a lifeless tombstone, even if it's just a photo without any life, as long as it belongs to Ah Chen, he can't deny it.

Rubbing the face on the photo with his fingers, he felt his body was very cold, as cold as this icy rock.Is it colder for him to lie in it?Yang Qifeng didn't have any answer, and he probably didn't want to know the answer, he just insisted that he was always by his side, always by his side.

The encounter between him and him was a trick. The original noble young master was slandered as a mental patient by his biological brother, and he was packed and sent directly to an inconspicuous mental hospital.At that time, he even wished to destroy the whole world, even the closest relatives treated him like this, his biological parents, his elder brother, could become like this for the sake of that piece of paper, then others What about people?It must be even colder.

He was almost hysterical, wanting revenge, wanting to destroy everyone.But at this moment, that person stood by his side.The protection again and again, never stingy tenderness, every time he is watching, it seems that he is the only one in the other party's world.Although he clearly knew that it was just his illusion, he still couldn't help but fell into it.

Under his comfort, he gradually calmed down, even calmer and more rational than before.He still wants revenge, but he wants to get the Yang family even more, because he wants to get this person who can give him tenderness.It is said that when people are in despair, they will grab the driftwood beside them, so Mu Lichen is his driftwood.

For more than a year, he has been in almost every corner of his life, making him even more unable to let go.Even though there are some words that can't be said all the time, even though there are some desires that can only be endured alone, but he is willing to do so.The smile on his lips gradually became warm, and the temperature under his fingers seemed to no longer be bitingly cold.It's just that the picture changed inadvertently, making him tremble and give up the memory, the color of his lips seemed to become as pale as his face.

The scene of blood splattering was his eternal nightmare, but it played back in his sleep every day.But he never loses sleep.Because he couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear the familiar face he saw in his dream, he couldn't bear the feeling of being hugged in his hands, changing from warmth to coldness.

He didn't kill Wang Yumo, because letting that woman live was more painful than letting her die directly. Although her eyes were still confused, one day she would know what Ah Chen's status was in her heart.Then the pain and regret will drive him crazy.Just like him at this time, calm and crazy.

He didn't take revenge on Yang Qijing either, as if they still existed and could make things right.I feel as if I have become two people, one person clearly knows everything, sober and painful.The one who doesn't know anything and is accompanied by his lover... Maybe he is really crazy.

Because, if he was really awake all the time, he couldn't help but destroy himself together.So how to clearly remember his face, his smile, and even his every word and every action.

He knows his death, but will never admit his death.Even if it is only a shadow that can only exist in fantasy, he still wants him to "live".Even if one's soul is split because of this, even if it is possible to produce a so-called second personality.

In this way, crazy and sober, sober and crazy.

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