Chapter 1087, Reality (2)

These golden shatters are likely to be related to her being asleep.

After Qin Qiu finished the work, he saw the life assistant, the president secretary, and stood in another place for lunch.

He is idle and has nothing to do, no words to talk about.

"You haven't dreamed recently, and you haven't asked me for psychological counseling."

The wonderful dreams that Ye Yuxuan had done before were super scary.

In particular, he felt that Ye Yuxuan said every time he dreamed.

He will change the whole person.

There are even some schizophrenic.

But this kind of schizophrenia will soon be controlled by Ye Yuxuan himself, and he will return to normal.

After returning to normal, he felt that Ye Yuxuan’s numbness of emotional fluctuations would be more sensitive.

Although his dream is horrible.

But Qin Qiu still feels that these dreams have great benefits.

As for Ye Yuxuan, he felt that he was hurt in his dreams, but it was a dream.

Wake up and it will be fine.

Ye Yuxuan glanced at him with a faint look. This eye did not know why it was cold and ruthless.

Qin Qiu stepped back a few steps. "What are you doing? I just boasted Wei Wei, do you still hate me?"

Ye Yuxuan shook his head. "I am not such a stingy person. If you just touched her hair, I would like to take your hand down."

Is this stingy?

This is a psychopathy, control madness and brutal anti-social personality.

Ye Yuxuan took out the comb from the bag next to him and slowly combed the hair of Bai Weiwei in a wheelchair.

"I just dreamed."

Qin Qiu’s face is awkward, “Just?”

Did he just sleep? Why didn't he know.

Is it possible for Ye Yuxuan to sleep while squinting?

Others can't, but Ye Yuxuan is suddenly saying that he is a **** or wants to destroy the world. He thinks it is possible.

Ye Yuxuan: "I was sitting in the car just now, I was holding a dream when I was holding Wei Wei."

Qin Qiu is somewhat curious, "What do you dream of?"

Ye Yuxuan was silent for a moment, only slowly said: "Dream, that man, no, it seems that I am crazy."

Qin Qiu: "...I think you are crazy in reality, although you are crazy and unique."

The first time he saw Ye Yuxuan, he saw him indifferently sitting in a chair and looking at the books that were particularly esoteric.

I feel this child.

It’s too crazy.

He read the book, he could not understand what happened.

Genius and madman are sometimes not separated by a line

But the genius is crazy.

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Follow-up of "The Martyrs of the Republic of China"

Li Xinghe took off his hat and sat in a chair. His face was old and awkward.

In front of him is an agreement to stop the war.

This is a piece of funeral dog paper that has a good face.

four years ago.

He looked at the man sitting on the opposite chair.

Four years ago, he remembered that it was also winter. She stood at the door of the warehouse, laughing and screaming, and then the overwhelming snow and the blazing fire.

The white snow is like paying for her paper money.

At the time of her death, he and Fu Beizhe stopped the war.

Both sides seem to be frustrated, and there is absolutely no spirit of fighting.

Then calm down for a year.

Fu Beizhe began to take the initiative to provoke the war. It was like a broken bamboo, and it went to the south in desperation.

Li Xinghe watched Fu Beizhe all the way to victory and sneer.

I feel that Fu Beizhe has forgotten Bai Weiwei, so I am not sad, and I finally remembered my goal of playing the world.

His ambitions have long been ruined by Bai Weiwei's death.

Fu Beizhe is so easy to let go.

Fu Beizhe won, and he sat across from him to see his signing a treaty to lose his rights.

Signed the name, Li Xinghe closed his eyes and said, "You killed me."

The opposite man, dressed in an armor, did not wear a hat, black short hair and a pair of eyes, cold and bright.

His face is still young and beautiful, and his attitude is also like a scorpion.

"If you sign, you will go abroad."

After that, Fu Beizhe sneaked through the agreement and waved his hand. "Go."

Li Xinghe stood up in surprise. "You don't kill me?"

Fu Beizhe has already reached the door, and the adjutant opened the door and snow flew outside.

He waved his hand impatiently, with a few chilly eyes in his black eyes.

"Of course I want to kill you, but Wei Wei won't let me kill you. I always want her to know that I am a promise."

Li Xinghe’s heart was sour. “You still remember Vivi’s words.”

Fu Beizhe raised his eyebrows and said: "I am not amnesia. She told me yesterday morning."

Li Xinghe’s meal is like being thundered.

He saw that Fu Beizhe had already gone out, and the adjutant opened a black umbrella and covered it.

Li Xinghe couldn’t take care of anything, and some of his footsteps ran over.

"Fu Beizhe, you are crazy, Weiwei, she already..."

A gun reached the forehead of Li Xinghe.

Behind the black cold gun, Fu Beizhe’s cold face was frosty.

His voice is even more illusory and cold than this snow.

"Li Xinghe, you know that I own her."

Li Xinghe looked at him silly.

The heart did not know why it was sour, and tears came out of his eyes.

Bai Weiwei is dead.

Fu Beizhe, he is crazy.

Finally, I ended up with a plane.

What, good night. The last one is even more.

(End of this chapter)