Chapter 1997

When song Huiqiao's plot in the Northern Dynasty was exposed, she was fully prepared to die.

Death, for ordinary people, is quite terrible.

However, for song Huiqiao, who received death education since childhood, she can't say that drinking cold water can cause diarrhea, but she really doesn't take death seriously.

But after witnessing Han Xuan's tragic death, she knew that there were many forms of death.

Only then did she know that once she could not complete the task assigned to her by the Exorcist, she would die worse than Han Xuan.

Song Huiqiao is afraid.

She was finally afraid of death.

In order to survive, or to say nothing like Han Xuan's tragic death, she has to do something.

Using her only weapon right now, beauty, to set a trap for goofy.

Unfortunately, she failed.

Gao Fei now tells her frankly that the only person he fears has died in the early morning of this morning. No matter what he wants to do, he will not have any scruples, including abandoning song Huiqiao.

Song Huiqiao doesn't know who that person is. She just sees that Gao Fei didn't cheat her.

After the final plot was exposed, song Huiqiao was in complete despair and even lost the courage to plead. She sat on the carpet like mud, staring at something blankly, as if she had no soul.

Goofy stands up.

He has said everything that should be said. At present, there are many things waiting for him to do. I really don't want to waste time with a stupid woman who doesn't see the coffin or shed tears. Her life and death have nothing to do with him.

Goofy opens the door and goes out.

He looked back at her before closing the door.

Song Huiqiao is still sitting in the same place, with his back to him. He doesn't move, just like a statue.

Poof -- it's the sound of closing the door.

Song Huiqiao's body trembled a little, all her strength disappeared, and then she collapsed on the ground, even breathing was so difficult, but her tears flowed wantonly.

From the moment the door was closed, song Huiqiao knew that she was dead.

Only the difference between how to die.

Tang Peng will drive her out of the cloud Pavilion club. Now she has no value to him. She will walk on the street like a walking corpse, but within half an hour, she will be robbed by a car -- and then, she will disappear from the world forever.

Just like she has never appeared in this world, people know her name, perhaps many years later, from the top secret of the Northern Dynasty: Song Huiqiao, once the second wife of the Northern Dynasty, has died.

After being brought back by goofy, she still has a chance to survive.

But she didn't cherish it. She thought that with her last weapon, she could win the hope of a comeback.

Stupid.

I will never live.

She doesn't regret, she doesn't even fear.

She shed tears, because now, she found that she had not had time to enjoy life, fell in love with this beautiful world, in vain, God gave her this pair of good leather bag.

Tears wantonly flow, do not know how long after, song Huiqiao closed her eyes.

She wished she could sleep and never wake up again.

But there is a voice, but very annoying from her back: "I lack a secretary, do you have the confidence to do well?"

It's goofy's voice.

Why is he still in the house when he is out of the door?

Just like a person whose heart stopped beating and was shocked in the rescue process, song Huiqiao's heart suddenly started to move again. With tears like breaking the dike again, you ran returned to herself and let her sit up from the ground and look back.

With tears in her eyes, Goffy stood behind the door, arms in his hands and looked at her like a God who pitied the suffering of the world.

However, I didn't want to do a good job.

"Then get up and follow me."

Goofy says, opens the door and goes out.

When he came to the corridor and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window at the end, Gao Fei sighed softly: "well, when can I overcome the weakness of heart?"

People who are really soft hearted love to cry.

Lian Chunfang loves to cry, although her tears of joy are shed now.

She's going back to Shencheng, along with Tang Wenju, who has returned to normal.

This trip to Beijing, for Aunt Lian, is absolutely a nightmare.

In the days when she came to Beijing, she didn't have time to go to the square she had been longing for since she was a child to see the solemn and solemn flag raising ceremony, nor did she have the opportunity to stand on the great wall and spread her arms to the distance and shout: Meng Jiangnu, here I am, where are you?

These days, she has been staying in the Yunxiao Pavilion club, being tormented by old Tang's sudden stupidity.Jinghua is very beautiful, incomparably yearning for, after all, here is the heart of the motherland.

Lian Chunfang vowed that she would never come to Beijing in this life.

"Mom, don't cry all the time. It makes me feel bad."

Seeing that his mother was always there to wipe tears, Tang Peng's nose was sour, and he blamed himself more.

Which son in the world, don't want his mother to laugh all day long, heartless?

Originally Lian Chunfang was heartless, but after a visit to Beijing, she grew up with heart, liver and lung. This made Tang Peng feel very uncomfortable. He went over and hugged his mother and wanted to have a few whispers with her, but he didn't know what to say.

Nestling in her son's generous arms, Lian Chunfang suddenly finds that: the son who used to be so shameless to lie in her arms and grab milk with old Tang, is now a man. The kind of indomitable spirit can protect her in turn, just as she did when she was a child.

She shouldn't cry, she should laugh.

Isn't it because of filial piety that her son asked her to come to Beijing?

It was their old couple's bad life that led to the bad things. It had nothing to do with their son.

"Well, boy, I won't cry."

She wiped her snot on her son's clothes. Lian Chunfang raised her head and looked at Tang Peng's eyes. She said softly, "son, my greatest hope now is to be able to hold a boy with a handle all day long and show off in the street like your neighbor Aunt Wang."

"Oh, what a pity that I just changed my clothes and got dirty by you."

Tang Peng screamed. Then he looked back at Pan Dongdong and said with a smile, "OK, I want a boy with a handle. I want some. I'll ask sister Dong to give you mass production."

Pan Dongdong's pretty face is flying red.

"Stinky boy, you know how to make my mother happy!"

Lian Chunfang punched her son in the chest, then straightened his collar and said in a low voice, "go and say goodbye to that shameless old man. He is embarrassed to come here."

Looking up at the old Tang standing alone at the ticket gate, Tang Peng laughs and walks past.

If in the past, old Tang was in the airport waiting hall with lots of beauties, the pair of "presbyopia" would have turned away as if he had installed a motor.

But now, he looks up and studies the electronic screen seriously, turning a blind eye to the long legs of Androgyny walking by from time to time.

This trip to Beijing, let old Tang suddenly understand a lot.

He felt that he could write a book after he went back, and the name was "Jinghua is heaven and hell".

A cigarette was handed over.

Tang Wenju looked down and reached out to take it over, but then he lengthened his black face and scolded in a serious tone: "this is the waiting hall. It's a smoke-free area! You dare to smoke here. I'm so disappointed with my teaching to you

Looking at the old man with a sad expression on his face, Tang Peng was relieved at last, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Lao Tang, you can still think that you can't smoke here, which proves that you are really back to normal. Then I'm relieved."

"I scolded you. When can I use you to worry?"

Tang Wenju sneered and scolded. He raised his hand and wrung it on his son's face. He whispered, "we are all men, aren't we?"

"Of course, it's men, or men who stand up to heaven and earth!"

Tang Peng also wanted to stretch out his hand and hit his father's face hard. However, due to this action, he was suspected of being unfilial, so he had to give up: "Dad, don't worry about going, I'll..."

Tang Wenju's tone is not good enough to interrupt his words: "I know, after I die, you will give me a filial piety, who let me have only you one unfilial son?"

Tang Peng realized that he had said something wrong. Just as he was about to explain it in a hurry, old Tang's tone slowed down: "boy, it's your duty and obligation to cover the hemp and wear filial piety on Laozi. I don't, do you understand? "

"I understand. Dad, I'll be fine. Do you remember the first time I stole a drink, I promised you that when you were 80 years old, I would drink with you like a dog? "

Looking at the tired black face of Old Tang, Tang Peng suddenly wanted to cry.

"Of course I remember, and I will certainly wait until that day. But you also have to work hard. Let's not say anything else. Let's get rid of these problems first. "

Old Tang hey's a light smile, looked at Tang Peng behind.

Tang Peng subconsciously looked back and saw a tall girl waving to him through the window of the waiting hall, with an obviously flattering smile on her face. Not far from her back, there was a small Alto.

Alas, how did this product come? Tang Peng sighed, but his eyes suddenly stagnated.

He saw that not far behind jingwuyan, a girl in a black windbreaker was walking down from a caryan car.

"Xing IELTS looks much haggard than before."Tang Wenju's old eyes are as sharp as ever.

Tang Peng did not like to hear that, just lenglengleng looking at the criminal IELTS, do not know what is thinking.

Old Tang laughed and gloated: "son, be careful to deal with these girls. One by one is more difficult to deal with, but it's not as simple and easy to cheat as your mother is - forget it, I believe you know better than me. Well, I'm gone. Finally, congratulations on your trouble. "

Nobody likes to be in trouble, and goofy doesn't want to.

But sometimes, men have to take the initiative to solicit trouble.

No way. Who makes Mr. Gao a soft hearted man?

Sitting in the comfortable leather chair in the barber shop, Mr. Gao flipped through a beauty magazine at will. He was so sleepy by the air conditioner that he really fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept. It seems that someone touched him on the shoulder.

Gao Fei immediately opened his eyes, and then he saw a beautiful woman in a black white-collar suit standing in front of him, with elegant and reserved smile in the corner of her mouth: neutral short hair, the bright eyes of the black frame plane glasses, showing the ability and shrewdness of urban white-collar women.

"Oh, why, are you going to sit in this chair?"

Gao Fei stood up and asked the lady to sit down after standing up for a moment. She said softly with a smile, "boss, should we go to dinner?"

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