The fake daughter was not exposed today

"Dongzhi, her legs are so good..." The boy sitting next to him stared at her legs and tried hard to turn his head away. After struggling for a while, he honestly moved his gaze up again.

Who can resist looking at such beautiful legs that are at the level of a work of art?

Jing Dongzhi was speechless, "Don't do that, what if you scare someone?"

Although, it is indeed beautiful.

Lin Zixu turned to look at them and smiled brightly, "I don't care."

From childhood to adulthood, she has seen many people staring at her and unable to walk. It is human instinct to like beautiful things.

The young man felt a little embarrassed and whispered, "But I think you should care."

Lin Zixu stared at him and said nothing.

Then, one winter.

canteen.

"Sister, you seem very happy recently?" Lin Zishan was wearing an old sweater and a cotton-padded jacket over his washed-out school uniform, stuffing rice into his mouth non-stop.

He had a shaved head, wore black-framed glasses, and looked like a village idiot while eating. He didn't look like someone who could be in the top ten in his grade.

"Nothing." Lin Zixu looked at his phone.

[Winter Solstice: The person who harassed you last time hasn't come back, right?]

She knocked the conversation back.

【No. 】

[Winter Solstice: I'll see if I'm free next weekend. If someone goes with you to rent a house, maybe the situation will be better.]

Lin Zishan stared at his elder sister without eating a single bite, typing happily and thinking for a long time.

"Are you in love?"

"There's nothing we can do." Lin Zixu was a little annoyed.

She originally wanted to pursue him, but ever since she saw Jing Dongzhi getting out of the Jing family's luxury car last time, she completely gave up the idea.

The difference in status between the two people is obvious, not to mention her family's past...

Ordinary people might feel uncomfortable with her past.

"Oh."

Lin Zishan ignored it and drank the soup in two gulps.

"Actually, I'm quite unwilling to accept this." Lin Zixu sighed.

For someone like Jing Dongzhi, she just needs to think about it. If she is any more greedy, it would be a bit too much.

A light voice sounded, "If you're not willing to give in, take him home and explain things clearly."

She stared at the boy in front of her, his eyes bloodshot.

Then the boy yawned and lay down on the table.

"Sister, continue eating. I'm going to sleep for a while. Call me when you're ready."

He had just gotten into position to lie down when he reacted and pulled his eyes to the top of his head before lowering his head.

Lin Zixu didn't say anything, but fiddled with the fried rice on the plate without any appetite.

The unwilling memories came to an abrupt end. Lin Zixu stared at the person in the mirror. Those somewhat bloodshot eyes were staring straight at her.

The feeling of being out of control of her body came over her, and she looked at the girl beside her, whose face was still flushed with fever.

Sometimes, Jing Yilan is almost exactly the same as Jing Dongzhi.

She held out her hand to the girl.

Balcony at night.

Shan Zhe sat here alone. The winter wind was a bit biting. He stirred the milk tea roasting on the electric stove and slumped down in the chair a little tiredly.

It was around this day that he first met Jing Dongzhi.

The boy was running fast in the alley with a small cube he got from somewhere, and the man in black was chasing him closely.

Just when the man in black was about to touch the corner of his clothes, Jing Dongzhi saw a black figure flash in his peripheral vision, blocking him and fighting with the man in black.

Before Jing Dongzhi could figure out what was going on, someone grabbed his collar and quickly fled the scene.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Run!" The person who was pulling him was a boy about ten years old.

Boys of this age are still young, and being pulled like this, he can't move his arms and legs freely, so he can only use his hands and feet to run after him in a panic.

"What was that? Why did he attack me…kid? Should we call the police?"

"You can wait until it's safe to say these things."

The boy pulled him out of the street and then took him into a store to sit down.

"You, uh, thank you." His mind was a little dull.

The boy was very handsome. He lowered his head quietly, occasionally closing his eyes to think about something. No one paid much attention to him.

He felt a little embarrassed, so he found the waiter and ordered two cups of hot milk tea.

"My name is Jing Dongzhi. What's your name, little friend?"

"Single track."

The elementary school student in front of me is a bit aloof, but because he still has a little baby fat on his face, he looks a bit cute in a contrasting way.

"What grade are you in? Mom and Dad..." He was not very good at communicating with children of this age.

The child held the cup, the straw in his mouth, and asked, "You just escaped death, and you still have the time to ask me about my household registration?"

Jing Dongzhi was silent.

He was indeed almost attacked by the man in black just now, and now it seems that this kid does know something.

Shan Zhe ticked a few boxes on the menu and looked at him. "Let's make this short."

Jing Dongzhi looked at the child in front of him, who was answering his questions and solving his doubts with elegance and speed while finishing a plate of egg fried rice, and then he fell silent.

"That is to say, ordinary people can easily die if they get involved in this game?" He held the small cube in his hand.

Shanzhe took a bite of the crispy fried corn pudding and responded, "Hmm."

"then you……"

A tightly wrapped man came in and walked straight towards them.

"Your bodyguard?" Jing Dongzhi stood up and was about to help his savior take off his scarf when he saw the other's eyes.

The dilated pupils of "Lover's Gift" frightened him so much that he sat back down.

Shanzhe ate calmly. He was no longer surprised by what ordinary people saw as a living corpse for the first time.

For Jing Dongzhi, who lived in the scientific world for the first twenty years of his life, it really takes time to accept what is happening now.

Jing Dongzhi stared at the small cube in his hand, then looked at the child in front of him.

"For your own safety, you'd better give me this small cube." Shan Zhe wiped the oil stains off his fingers with a tissue and stretched out his hand.

Although it is very troublesome to deal with this thing with China's current level of technology, it is not completely impossible.

Jing Dongzhi held the small cube, was silent for a while, and closed his eyes.

"If possible, I would rather save everyone participating in this game."

"Shut up--"

Shan Zhe suddenly jumped up from his seat, ready to stop him, but the voice was still one step faster.

A deer head slowly emerged on the small square.

Once you accept the game rules, they cannot be changed.

"*Extreme language* Are you stupid? Are you courting death? Didn't I just warn you..."

"Why not?" The young man stretched out his hand and touched his head.

The child's short hands couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Shan Zhe stared at him angrily.

I was so angry that I could only glare at him.

"You also said that this game can make people's wishes come true. So I hope to save everyone. What's wrong with that?"

"This kind of thing is almost impossible." Shan Zhe stared at him unhappily.

It's not like he hasn't done it before, but it never ended well.

The young man pinched his face, his eyes determined, "Then I'll show you."