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She felt very familiar, as if she had been familiar.

She still remembers that when she was in the hotel, she asked Sheng Youting where the red rope on his hand came from. She seemed to have seen it somewhere.

He told her that although the rope was not valuable, the four leaf grass pendant on it was made by his mother himself. There were only two in the world. He also asked her, where did she see it?

She couldn't answer. In a word, she felt familiar. She couldn't tell why.

Five years ago, she saw the red rope again from Sheng Xiaoyi's wrist. She knew that there were two pieces in Sheng Youting's mouth, one in his hand and the other in Sheng Xiaoyi's hand.

The four leaf grass pendant on the rope has the letters: s

on the side.

Twelve years have passed since the first sight, but she still feels familiar.

This feeling, every time I look at it, becomes more and more intense.

Why?

She saw and thought for a while, but she couldn't figure out why. This strange feeling has troubled her for too many years.

"Hoo Hoo!"

When she wants to fall into confusion, Meng Meng rubs her head and reminds her.

She suddenly regained her mind, shifted her eyes from the photo and opened the drawer of the bedside table to look for it.

Nothing useful, she continued to look around, and finally found a mobile phone in the drawer of the wardrobe.

That's Sheng Xiaoyi's cell phone!

She quickly took it out and pressed the power button.

The screen of mobile phone is always dark. I don't know if it is broken or there is no electricity.

She found the charger, plugged it in, waited a few minutes, and pressed the power button again.

This time the screen is on, the screen saver is a picture of teenagers in animation. Sheng Xiaoyi once told her that she was a fan of animation characters.

Sheng Xiaoyi's mobile phone doesn't have a password. She directly clicks into the interface. Suddenly, she feels a tingle in her palm. Countless news and junk messages are pouring in, and all kinds of recommended wechat come in.

There's still a phone bill?

It's also true that the rich charge the phone bill, which is different from that of the ordinary people. They hate the trouble and wish they could use it for a lifetime.

The mobile phone has been vibrating for a long time, and the message has been displayed for a longer time. The farthest one is five years ago.

In other words, in five years, no one has turned on this mobile phone?

Aware of this, she had some thoughts in mind.

She clicks into the SMS interface, ignores the spam messages, searches through it, and finally finds the message that Sheng Youting said five years ago:

[why do you do this to me? 】

Yes, the remark is that she is right.

She would not give up to confirm the phone number, it is indeed her, yes.

She was staring at the nine words, pale and holding her cell phone tightly with her fingers.

Her skin color was originally born white, so hard, the back of her hand is full of blue veins, it looks particularly shocking.

This text message was sent by her number.

But she never did.

She felt that the metal shell of the mobile phone was very cold. The cold meaning, along the fingertip, penetrated into the internal organs and spread over the whole body. Her hair trembled with cold.

Who is it?

Who did this and put it on her?

She must find out the man hiding in the dark! certain!

"Hoo Hoo!"

Mengmeng again issued a voice to remind her, she pursed her lips, "I know, I'll go right away."

She turned off the phone, took out the phone card, put the phone and charger back in place and carefully left.

Open the door of the room, Meng Meng reluctantly rubbed her head, and then sat down at the door, obediently when the door god.

She touched his head and went into the room.

The next second, I heard Sheng You Ting's voice.

She was scared of legs are soft, subconsciously lowered head, the whole body is full of fear, pale as a ghost, forehead with thin dense sweat, chest constantly violent ups and downs.

She took a deep breath in the bottom of her heart and tried to suppress her fear. She raised her eyes a little, only to find that Sheng Youting was still lying.

Just now, were you talking in your sleep?

She found a secret place for her cell phone.

Sheng Youting's voice came again. She was confused. Before she could distinguish clearly, she heard the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, followed by the sound of vomiting.

She looked back and saw Sheng Youting kneeling on the ground, holding the garbage can and vomiting.

The strong aroma of wine suddenly diffused in the air.

She hurried over to him, squatted beside him, raised her hand to pat him on the back, gentle and patient.

But such patience is no longer because of liking.

She had a purpose.If you want to find the truth, you have to stay close to him, the better.

Although very dangerous, but the more dangerous, she will be closer to the truth.

She doesn't want to be shut up by Sheng You Ting all her life, torment all her life, and she can't do anything.

Sheng Youting vomited and yelled something in his mouth. After calling several times in succession, Liu LIUCai recognized that he was calling for water.

So she went to pour him warm water, he also vomited almost, head askew hang on the edge of the bed.

She helped him and put the mouth of the cup to his lips. "Here comes the water. Open your mouth and drink it."

His face was very white, pursed his lips and refused to drink water. As a result, she coaxed him for a long time before he was willing to open his mouth for a few drinks.

She saw that his collar was accidentally stained with vomit, and she thought that when she woke up tomorrow morning, she must lose her temper.

In order to prevent him from getting angry, she had to change clothes for him.

She went to pick up his clothes, he grabbed his clothes, did not let her take off, frowning childishly, mumbling to ask her, "what are you doing?"

Really, isn't he a good drinker? How can he drink like this?

And drunk, peace day is simply big, unprepared, like a child.

She frowned, but the movement in her hand did not stop. "You let go, your clothes are dirty, you change them for you."

He lost his temper and said, "go away, stay away from me. I'm so tired."

Then he grabbed her arm and took a bite.

She bared her teeth in pain and was angry. If she could, she would slap him with a backhand to see if he would dare to force him blindly.

Unfortunately, she can't afford the consequences of this, so she can only bear this tone, patiently like coaxing a child to change clothes,

"I'll change your clothes, and you'll let go of your hands, just for a while, for a while, OK?"

He seemed to be annoyed by the noise, and finally opened his eyelids and took a look at her.

Ice blue eyes seem to be fascinated by the light mist, eyelashes are long and warped, there is a kind of innocence when young.

He looked at her, his eyes a little confused, as if he did not recognize her, shouting, "I don't want to change clothes, I want to take a bath now, you give me a bath, I stink to death!"