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Wang Xiaoxiao patted her hands and smiled at her, "Okay, I don't recognize it."

"Don't worry, you know me. I may say some sour words occasionally, but I'm not afraid of them." Wang Xiaoxiao said half-jokingly.

"Okay, let's go." Song Mi let go of his hand, and his eyes regained their calm clarity.

Later that night, Wang Xiaoxiao encountered two ghosts who died in a drunk car accident. After she sent them off, it was almost dawn.

After returning home, Wang Xiaoxiao just came out of the room and Song Mi was already waiting in the living room, asking her to stretch out her hand.

Wang Xiaoxiao was still in a daze and stretched out her hand obediently. Song Mi held her hand, and a blue light like a silk thread wrapped around their wrists.

"If you are in danger or need me in the future, just call me and I will come immediately no matter where I am."

Wang Xiaoxiao originally had a pair of beautiful round almond-shaped eyes, which became even bigger when she was surprised by Song Mi's amazing technique. "This...what is this?"

"Contract chain." The contract was concluded, and the blue light like the blue bracelets on the two people's hands faded into their wrists, leaving only a faint blue orchid-shaped mark on the inside of their wrists.

Wang Xiaoxiao was surprised and hugged Song Mi. "Oh my god, how can you be so good? Is this the kind of seal that can protect you from death?"

Song Mi sneered, "No, it's just to be by your side at all times, but I won't feel any pain if you get hurt."

"Hehe, your body isn't hurting, but your heart must be in agony." Wang Xiaoxiao let go of Song Mi and laughed, "Wow, I didn't expect that I'm the one you love the most!"

"I've decided that I will only live with you in this life!" Wang Xiaoxiao smiled and leaned on Song Mi again, yawning as she spoke.

"Okay, go get some rest. You look so sleepy."

"Then you should rest early too." Wang Xiaoxiao was indeed very tired. Unlike Song Mi and Cheng Tingzhou who had practiced occult arts since childhood, she was essentially still an ordinary person.

After a night of separation of the soul from the body, the body will also be very tired.

What happened last night still affected Wang Xiaoxiao to some extent. She called her father before going to bed. Song Mi's room was next to hers, so she could hear their conversation.

Wang Xiaoxiao's father has not been in good health in the past two years and is alone outside. Wang Xiaoxiao is always worried about him, and last night made her even more scared.

"Okay, I understand. You should get some rest."

"Remember what I told you. If you can't do heavy work, find someone to help you. If there's no rush, wait for my brother to come back from vacation and do it for you. Don't stay home alone and hurt your back again."

……

Song Mi returned to the room and looked at the same orchid on his wrist.

A long time ago, she had such an orchid.

When Song Mi developed this technique, she found Shen Wei, her best friend at the time, and established this contract chain. It was she who came up with the name.

Even the orchid print on it was the style she wanted, so it was decided on.

Song Mi also told her at that time that with this, he would appear whenever she needed him.

But later, they got separated.

Later, Shen Wei personally broke the contract between the two.

Song Mi lowered her head and looked at the familiar orchid for a long time, so long that her tears wet the orchid.

Song Mi wiped her tears hastily and snuggled into the quilt. In her daze, she could always hear Shen Wei's angry voice.

"Song Mi, you lied to me?"

"Song Mi, you never considered me a friend, right?"

"Why? I can't accept this. We are the same people, why do I have to end up like this?"

"From now on, you take your Yangguan Road, and I take mine. I don't want you anymore!"

Shen Wei used his spiritual power to carve out the seal of the contract between the two of them, and the orchids on their wrists were replaced by blood.

Song Mi was wrapped in layers of black fog. She tried to break through the thick fog and rush out, but she couldn't move an inch.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang and the heavy fog dissipated.

Song Mi saw that the person calling was Si Qicheng, turned over and answered the phone.

"Are you busy?" Si Qicheng asked.

Song Mimeng's voice was a little muffled under the quilt, "Your business determines whether I'm busy or not."

"Were you busy all night again last night?" Si Qicheng's voice also sounded tired.

Song Mi remained silent and didn't want to answer him.

"Li Mei contacted me today and wanted to invite you to take a look."

"Li Mei?" Song Mi had no impression.

"The person who spoke rudely at the Zhang family before."

"..."

"You'll receive one million for helping her find the person who reported her husband's infidelity, and nine hundred thousand for emotional distress."

I remembered it now, but I haven't woken up yet. "No."

"Eight million, are you going?"

Song Mi, who was half asleep, suddenly woke up, his eyes shining, "Eight million?"

Si Qicheng heard the excitement in her voice, curled his lips and hummed with a nasal sound.

"Address, when?"

"Now, I'll pick you up."

Song Mi sent him the location, and he said he would arrive in about half an hour. Song Mi stretched out in bed again, then got up to wash up.

Si Qicheng hung up the phone and looked at Wang Ma with a cold look in his eyes. "You're no longer needed here. Go ask Butler Li to pay your salary."

Si Qicheng attended a banquet last night and drank a little too much, so he didn't notice anything unusual at home.

When I woke up this morning, I found that the pile of clothes on the sofa in the living room were all Song Mi's.

Wang Ma took out the leather jacket and said, "Young Madam wanted to throw this away yesterday, and I said I would do it later. But I didn't expect Young Madam to suddenly get angry and make me throw everything away and move out..."

As Wang Ma spoke, her voice became softer and softer, and she looked frightened.

Si Qicheng pushed open the door of Song Mi's room and found that several of her usual clothes were missing, and all her daily necessities were gone.

"What did you say?" Si Qicheng's voice suddenly became cold, with a question that did not allow for any argument.

Si Qicheng has been with Song Mi for three years. Even if he doesn't fully understand her, she won't leave just because of this sentence.

Besides, she had just agreed to go to the old house.

Si Qicheng was usually aloof and polite to others, but when he was angry, he was so intimidating that even Si Younian would feel insecure.

Only then did Wang Ma tell the truth. Si Qicheng became furious and wanted to call Song Mi, but he knew that it was impossible for her to come back now.

Song Mi is the type of person who responds to soft words but not to harsh ones. It was not convenient for him to call her now, so he planned to go to the old house in the evening to explain.

Unexpectedly, Li Mei found Qin Mu and wanted to ask Song Mi to help her through him.

Si Qicheng only let Wang Ma pack up and leave after receiving Song Mi's new address.

It was drizzling today, and the late autumn in the north was no different from winter. The wind in City X was especially cold. As soon as I went out, it felt as if every inch of my skin was being attacked by the strong wind.

Si Qicheng arrived at the gate of the community that Song Mi mentioned, but she hadn't come out yet.

He observed it carefully. Although the community was located in a remote area and had average quality, it was still relatively new and still made people feel uncomfortable.

Si Qicheng tapped his fingers on his legs occasionally. If Song Mi didn't like his current house, he could actually give her a new one.

There is a newly delivered lake-view house nearby. He bought a penthouse, and he can see the lake view from his rooftop. The viewing position is excellent.

As for the decoration, let Song Mi do it according to his own ideas.

Si Qicheng was thinking this when Qin Mu reminded him, "Madam is out."