ZangJiao

The autumn rain is pattering, endless.

There was fog in the city, and it was oppressively dark, but he was the only one with a different kind of clarity.

Sheng Baiyi was standing on the porch, standing sideways, holding Hua Qingsi from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Wan thoughtfully, lit a cigarette, and the cyan silhouette was engraved with the elegant and unparalleled silhouette of Sheng Baiyi, "When did you know that Qingsi studied photography?"

"Say it in metawords."

Jiang Wanyi smiled, "It's rare that Yuanci can tell you this."

"Actually, I heard about this a few years ago. There was a case in the university city in the north of the city. A girl in the same dormitory strangled a classmate's wrist with a tough steel wire—"

Sheng Baiyi held his right hand, and the movement of dishing the beads suddenly stopped.

The four words 'severely and strangled'.

It's hard for him to digest for a while.

"Yes, it's just being strangled." Jiang Wanyi exhaled white smoke. He has no addiction to cigarettes, but when he feels upset, he will smoke a cigarette or a half to relieve it.

"The case didn't disclose a lot, and the news was suppressed after only being active for half a day."

"Metawords, more than I know."

"Han Yi, since you were born in Dongdu, you have always wanted to find Hua Qingsi to 'revenge your kindness'. Is it too hasty and unreasonable, and you haven't checked these news?"

Save life and know kindness, and promise with your body.

If Sheng Baiyi was just an ordinary businessman, it would be fine, but he is Nanyang Sheng Jiuye. For any girl, a promise of body is tantamount to revenge.

In the world of swords, lights and swords, not every girl can bear it.

"Wen Shao...checked it."

"Wen Shao checked but didn't know about it?"

He was scolded by Sheng Baiyi for not being able to investigate deeply, and if he continued to investigate, he might lose his life.

"This matter..." Jiang Wanyi pinched her cigarette and flicked it into the green belt, "You can let Hua Qingsi handle it, and see how she behaves."

He has always been worried that Jiangnan's No.1 Yuan, Hua Qingsi and Nanyang Sheng Jiuye are not the same person, and they are only dating because Sheng Baiyi hides his identity.

At present, in the eyes of everyone, he is just a wine merchant.

Sheng Baiyi remained silent, closed his eyes, and touched the spikelets of agarwood with his fingertips.

"I've been busy recently and didn't ask you. I heard something a few days ago..." Jiang Wanyi approached, blocking the line of sight between the two of them, and whispered, "There are a lot of people gathered in the Yellow Crane Tower because you came to Dongdu matter?"

Sheng Baiyi looked at him, "The Jiang family has only asked about Dongdu's affairs for a long time, so don't break the rules when you come here."

"Brother, then don't tell me who you are." Jiang Wanyi's expression was indescribable. When I met him when I was studying abroad, I only thought that this person was knowledgeable, rich in knowledge, and a gentle gentleman.

Half a year before graduation, Sheng Baiyi became obviously busy. Cars often came to pick him up from school, but he disappeared for half a month. Jiang Wanyi was worried with another friend, so he went to find Sheng Baiyi at his residence——

From then on, the door to a new world opened.

The bodyguards in black, with guns and knives on their bodies, blocked the surroundings of the villa, and they didn't know that Sheng Baiyi suffered a gunshot wound and was recuperating at home.

This person called 'Shen Hanyi' in school is actually Sheng Jiuye from Nanyang.

Sheng Baiyi was amused to see Jiang Wan's expression of bitterness, bitterness and deep hatred, but she had no choice but to do anything about it.

"I promised you that no matter what the future situation in Dongdu is, I will never involve the Jiang family. Wanyi, you and I have been friends for many years, and you know when to draw a line with me."

Jiang Wanyi twitched the corners of her mouth lazily, "Tell me this."

"I have something to go back to the company, if you need to contact me."

"No delivery."

Jiang Wanyi, who had already descended the steps, turned her head, "Speak to Qingsi for me."

Sheng Baiyi nodded, his memories seemed to overlap a bit.

On that day, when Jiang Wanyi and another friend came to visit him in the villa, it was also raining, probably because they were surprised by the scene, the two of them stood in the rain and got drenched in a mess.

Seeing him coming out of the house, he opened his mouth several times before saying, "You, are you okay, do you want to call the police for you?"

At that time, Jiang Wanyi only thought that Sheng Baiyi might have been 'kidnapped'!

Watching Jiang Wanyi leave, when she turned her head, Professor Cao had already left. Lin Jiajia took Hua Qingsi to tell him something, then turned her head and nodded at him, and got into a car on the side of the road.

Only then did Sheng Baiyi take a step forward, carrying a clear body, tearing apart the dark sky, and coming to Hua Qingsi, he reached out to smooth her hair that was blown by the wind.

"Whether it's cold or not, we've been talking for so long."

He took Hua Qingsi's hand and covered it with both hands, giving some warmth to the cold hands.

"It's okay." Her brows and eyes were gentle, and the wind in her eyes was as gentle as spring, "Is Mr. Jiang gone?"

"His company has something to do, so he went back."

Hua Qingsi nodded, and rubbed his cold face against his palm, "I'm a little tired, let's go back."

"it is good."

The five photos were taken away together. On the way back, Hua Qingsi kept looking at them over and over, and asked after a long time, "Han Yi, which one do you like?"

He didn't even think about it, "The one on the Huijiang Bridge."

That's where the two of them first met, so they loved it.

The picture of the Huijiang Bridge was picked out by Hua Qingsi. After looking at it for a while, he turned his head to look at Sheng Baiyi, as if thinking of something.

"Cold clothes."

"Ok?"

"You have beautiful eyes."

Just as he was about to say thank you, he heard Hua Qingsi continue, "Three years ago, I met a person whose eyes were very similar to yours..."

This is a sensitive topic, at that moment, Sheng Baiyi's breathing became disordered.

"Really, what a coincidence."

Just thinking of this for a while, Hua Qingsi stopped talking and changed the subject, "I want to handle the matter of Tang poetry by myself."

"Okay, listen to you."

She smiled and said thank you. She leaned against the back of the chair holding the photo of the Huijiang Bridge, and slowly moved her gaze out of the window, "I went to the Huijiang Bridge when I was a sophomore."

"It was very cold that night, I..." She pursed her lips, and had difficulty uttering the following words, "I almost jumped off the bridge!"

On the crowded driveway, Sheng Baiyi stepped on the brakes.

When he looked over, there was a blush at the end of his eyes, "What did you say?"

The car came to a sudden stop, and his shoulder was strangled by the seat belt.

Hua Qingsi turned around, smiling but not very pretty, very reluctantly and silently, "I almost fell off the bridge that night... eh."

Sheng Baiyi unbuttoned his seat belt in vain, and a surging air flow rushed towards her, holding her back and bowed his head to kiss her.

"hiss--"

The corner of her mouth was bitten, and he took the opportunity to feed the tip of his tongue.

The kiss was very sudden and forceful, the base of her tongue was curled and hurt, she was pressed against the back of the chair, there were loud car horns in her ears, the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, and the sound of their kissing The sound of water stains.

"I'm sorry, Si'er."

He hugged Hua Qingsi tightly and buried his head on her neck, "I'm sorry, I just don't want anyone to bully you. I didn't expect this hasty decision to force you to think about those unpleasant pasts."

He is good at manipulating people's hearts, this time he encountered Waterloo.

Too complacent, imperceptibly involving Hua Qingsi.

She is a little lady, so well-behaved and abiding by parenting etiquette, how could she ever think of committing suicide.

At that time, I suddenly remembered what Jiang Wanyi said in my eyes.

'The wrist was strangled by the steel wire'

At that time, Hua Qingsi was the proud son of heaven, the brilliance of the bright moon in the eyes of professors, classmates, and elders, flapping his wings to soar into the sky.

Wrist injuries dusted pearls and cut off her wings.

The lonely and proud magnolia flower——

For this reason, he bowed his head.