One night, Shen Qianshu woke up tired, as if he had run ten kilometers. His heart was heavy. A stone was pressing on her chest, and she felt some sad taste.

The sky suddenly appeared, gray.

At five o'clock in the morning, the sky was very quiet.

There is no noise at all.

She bent her knees and sat on the bed. These days, she has been dreaming about things seven years ago.

The memory of last night made her heart ache even more.

"Sir..."

She never knew that her husband had implicitly hinted that she could stay with him.

Forever.

As long as she can accept that he is a madman.

But she refused.

In the past seven years, especially at the time of the child's death, she hated Yeling, which made her almost crazy. She lived low into the dust, and everything went wrong. No matter what she did, she was disheartened. She could almost realize that her life had been ruined.

She can't find the self-confidence when she was young and frivolous, and can't find the Kuanda when she was romantic. She will be immersed in the pain of seeking but not getting and losing all her life, and she can't get rid of it. She doesn't know who to hate.

Hate yourself?

It was she who coveted the warmth of her lover and forced her to have children.

She hates.

Hate Ye Ling?

He is the source of everything.

She hates it, too.

Once people hate again, life is really ruined.

She was so clearly aware of her old age.

Now I look back and find that it's my stupidity that caused everything.

If she could be smarter, if she could understand Yeling better, maybe nothing would happen.

She went back to the castle with her.

He and her life would not be so strangers.

However, she forgot whether her 18-year-old self could accept the night Mausoleum of schizophrenia.

She can't go back to eighteen.

Can't give an answer.

Having a bad headache, Shen Qianshu refreshed herself. After washing, she got out of bed, put on a martial arts suit and began to exercise herself. People who are not willing to exercise can sour their legs for two days as soon as they climb the mountain. Now she can run at a constant speed for an hour without stopping.

After an hour of long-distance weight-bearing running, an agent came to fight with her.

Zhong ran and ADA spent most of their time teaching her. They didn't touch her, and their injuries didn't heal.

Surprisingly, Shen Qianshu was able to win a dark defender in two minutes.

"It's impossible. How did Miss Shen... Make such rapid progress?"

Most of the dark guards selected as Yeling have more than 15 years of systematic training, and the security personnel also have 10 years of systematic training. They have been trained since childhood, which is equivalent to a special forces special forces soldier.

This agent has a ten-year foundation.

But Shen Qianshu surpassed him.

"Miss Shen is incredible."

"It's too strong."

"Her martial arts talent is very good, and most of them have praised it."

"I'm really... Good at training."

Shen Qianshu's training during this period was not wasted at all. Yeling was at the time, and he also participated in the training at night. The intensity was not small. In addition, he had some very solid foundation and talent.

The effect is amazing.

One morning, the security team looked at her with admiration, as if she were their idol.

Tong Hua thought to herself, my mommy is an idol!

At breakfast, Shen Qianshu was still immersed in the doubt of whether the agent was draining the water. Zhong ran came in a hurry, his face was not good, and he said in a deep voice, "the people of the night family, have found the door."

And, the comer is not good!

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Today, my relatives have a wedding party. I'm a little busy. It's even later. I'm going to send someone to the airport. Come back in two hours, and I'll finish it slowly!