Chapter 308

"I'm a good dancer. What's the surprise?" Wanqiu raises eyebrows.

Actors

Zheng Quzhi could not understand the meaning of these two words. Looking at wanqiu's clothes and figure, he nodded thoughtfully: "so you are an old antique? What dynasty? "

"Uncle, you have the wrong focus, OK?" Wan Qiu bit his lips like pearls before, and with a charming man's face, he said: "shouldn't you ask Qiu Qiu how to get out?"

Zheng Quzhi: Why the hell does he want to beat people like that?

"Where is this? What about Wei Yan? Is he OK? " So Zheng Quzhi chose to ignore what wanqiu had just said, moved his eyes to other places and asked with a straight face.

"He never liked Shen Dao. Although he sometimes had adverse reactions to Shen Dao's breath, didn't you give him medicine before? So don't worry about him. " Wanqiu didn't care about Zheng Quzhi's emotion, but he still said in his voice: "it's not that I said, Mr. Wei, it's just a bit of affectation? Isn't this a response? "

"Shut up Zheng Quzhi was irritated and slapped him in the face: "can we make complaints about our family's Wei ma?"

Wan Qiu:

Wan Qiu was just a soul. Zheng Quzhi's slap didn't help him. Instead, he staggered and nearly fell. He managed to stabilize himself. When he lifted his eyes, he saw that the surrounding environment had changed again. He was stunned: "what the hell? Where is this? "

"Shen Dao uses his breath left on you to insert into the environment channel between you and Wei Yan, and pulls you into the space-time tunnel." Wanqiu hesitated, or said: "this is more than 20 years ago, your life."

His life?

Zheng Quzhi was suddenly surprised, so Shen Dao didn't cheat him?

Slow and silent thinking for a few seconds, his face is a little ugly, so Wei Yan is really an old monster? And he lost his father???

"Sir! Sir A slightly familiar voice came.

Zheng Quzhi looked sideways and saw a man with the same long hair closely following Wei Yan, who was holding a child with a cold face. As he moved around, the bronze bell at the end of his hair made a crisp sound.

"Luo Lin Tong?" Zheng Quzhi squinted. The boy was also an adult more than 20 years ago? How did you look like a little kid again?

Suddenly, Wei Yan stopped and looked in the direction of Zheng Quzhi. Eyes cold, with murderous spirit and vigilance, Zheng Quzhi suddenly scared to hold his breath.

Fortunately, after a few seconds, Wei Yan frowned and took back her eyes.

"It's Mr. Wei." Wan Qiu laughed: "we can feel our existence faintly. Uncle Zheng, we have to be careful."

Zheng Quzhi ignored him and quietly watched the child who was running with short legs because he couldn't catch up with Wei Yan.

He is already four years old, his face is red, and there are some shadows of Zheng Quzhi between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Sir! Sir Luo Lin Tong suddenly ran to the front and stopped Wei Yan with his arms: "isn't Xiaoqu good for us? Why do we have to send them off! "

"Xiaoqu is not Go... " The muddleheaded Xiaoqu knew that his mouth was shriveled and hugged Wei Yan's calf: "Dad No.... "

Before the words were complete, Wei Yan was taken away, with a cold warning on his face: "I said, I'm not your father."

"Then there is no need to send the child away for this! We had a hard time finding his reincarnation! " Luo Lin Tong held Xiaoqu Zhi up and coaxed him. After a pause, he raised his head and glared at Wei Yan: "if you don't like that name, I'll let him call my father's head office?"

Wei Yan remained unmoved and took Xiaoqu Zhi back from Luo Lin Tong's arms. His eyes were full of Indifference: "he is my enemy. It is the utmost benevolence and righteousness to raise him to the age of four."

Smell speech, Zheng Quzhi slightly stare big eye.

Hate personal enemy?

"Did I just hear it?" Zheng Quzhi tilts his head and looks at wanqiu, who has a good face.

Wanqiu quickly stopped laughing and showed his hands innocently: "how do I know?"

Zheng Quzhi has cold hands and feet, do not know what to say, but numbly follow the two big and one small. In fact, Wei Yan's destination is very clear, which is a remote orphanage.

Zheng Quzhi had lived there for several years, but he still remembered the way. He always thought it was his parents who abandoned him, but he didn't expect it was Wei Yan.

Said some good words to coax him from his own father, only raised for a few years, an enemy left him in the orphanage, let him embark on a different path of life?

"Do you really want to leave it here?" Luo Lin Tong was obviously reluctant to give up, holding Xiaoqu zhirou's small hand and carefully looking up at the man standing on the side: "this is our excrement, a handful of urine and milk! Mr. Wei

Wei Yan didn't say anything. The back of cold and hard leaving has already explained everything.

Wei Yan's figure soon disappeared in the street, leaving only Luo Lin Tong alone, still a little at a loss.

"Ah, Shenqu, Shenqu How could it be your husband's feud? " Luo Lin Tong suddenly sighed, straightened out xiaoquzhi's clothes, took out a pen and paper from his arms, wrote some words and put them into xiaoquzhi's clothes, and put a stack of money in."Wuwuwuwu..." Sitting on the ground, Xiaoqu Zhizheng was crying. He looked very good. He didn't know that he had been abandoned. He just felt that his father had hurt him and put it on the ground.

"Well, your life is very good. I think we can live well without it. Let's go." Luo Lin Tong touched Xiaoqu Zhi's head and left quickly.

Two close people suddenly no trace, Xiaoqu know a Leng, then scared to cry more fierce.

Zheng Quzhi could not help but go forward and squat down in front of xiaoquzhi. After seeing his own reflection in his eyes, he couldn't help being stunned. His attention was quickly attracted by Luo lintongsai's note. He took it out and unfolded it:

Shenqu, July 15, 1994

is his birthday and name.

Shenqu

Zheng Quzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly and looked back at wanqiu: "is there a pen and paper?"

Wanqiu looked at Zheng Qu thoughtfully for a moment. Without asking the reason, he took out a pen and paper from his sleeve and handed it to him.

Zheng Quzhi's face had returned to expressionless, ignoring xiaoquzhi, who was still crying, and wrote down on the paper: Zheng Quzhi, 1994.7.15

after writing, he stuffed the note back into his clothes and said, "your name is Zheng Quzhi, not Shenqu." It's not Wei Yan's enemy. It's just an old star.

Then he turned and left.

Behind him, the children's cry was still ringing, followed by a creak, the door opened, there were women's exclamations.

***

"are you ok?" Seeing Zheng Quzhi's reluctance to speak, wanqiu felt a little uneasy: "in fact, it's all in the past. Aren't you and Mr. Wei very good now?"

"Shut up." Zheng Quzhi stares at him.

So wanqiu shut up.

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