Considering the Possibility of Falling in Love With the Villain

"The Zhu family is a comprehensive semi-hermit family. The main research is technology and mysticism. Research always costs money, so the Zhu family also has more profitable industrial channels, from real estate financial stocks to smuggling and assassination. Sad, is the number one killer in the family, both in number and success rate. "

Speaking of these things, the girl grandmother smiled softly, "Sorrow, I did wish to see her several times in the past. For some special reasons, I can be considered to know her. But I never saw her then. She has been with other people, so I guess she is probably a proud and lonely person. "

"Proud ... loneliness is indeed so." Shen Qingjia laughed lowly, and said, "It's so painful in my heart but never tells me, and sometimes I can't wait to punch her inexplicably stubborn. "

After hearing the words, Grandma slightly raised her head, and was curious: "I don't know anything about you, but listen to your tone ... Have you ever complained to her?"

"Resentment is naturally resentment." Perhaps because of the imminent approach to the end of life, Shen Qingjia did not refuse to answer the question of the little family servant.

"I blame her for not loving myself too much. I blame her for treating me as a ignorant child. I blame her for deceiving me and deceiving herself ... but every time I complain about her in my heart, the more I like it, There is no control or resistance. "

"Are there really going to be love between the two women?" Grandma said her question.

Shen Qingjia put her hands on the railing and smiled softly, "I never thought I would like a girl, and I ca n’t believe it, but how can my mood be summarized in friendship because it is all women? . "

"This feeling of wanting to be with you all the time, wanting her to only smile at me, wanting her all, and wishing to kill all who have been in close contact with her, no doubt is Love ... "

Grandma looked at Shen Qingjia for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and said sincerely, "You will be happy in the end."

When she was so sincere and fully opened her face and smiled, she felt that Shen Qingjia was similar to Zhu Ai. Is the Zhu family's gene too powerful, but most people who have some blood relationship with the Zhu family look similar to each other ... or she has been separated from Zhu Ai for too long and too long, so long that her eyes are sore, so everyone looks like it from now on is her.

Seeing that Shen Qingjia's mood suddenly dropped a little, the gentle and understanding girl did not ask much, but turned her eyes to the green lotus leaves in the artificial lake.

When some people are sad, they ca n’t wait to expose their wounds, tears, and fragility. It ’s not enough for people all over the world to comfort themselves. And some people are sad, but just turn their heads and wait for the sorrows of sorrow in their hearts to condense into layers of hard armor.

As the clouds grew thicker and thicker, it finally rained. Drops of raindrops on the lotus leaves crackled on the lotus leaves. The broad leaves were slim and swaying in the rain.

The rain was getting heavier, and Shen Qingjia was standing in the corridor and felt the rain splashing inside. It's cold and sober, and Shen Qingjia has never hated this feeling.

Grandma suddenly sighed in annoyance, "Oops, I forgot to bring my umbrella. It's not too far away from where you rest ... I'm so sorry to take your time."

Shen Qingjia waved her hand and didn't care: "What does it matter if it rains once, it just happens that I like rainy days."

With the heavy rain covering the sky, Shen Qingjia's tone was a bit brisk, "I feel good every time it rains ..."

The grandma smiled, "But I wish I wouldn't like your rain."

Shen Qingjia laughed absurdly, and then saw the weak and weak grandma girl leaning out of her body, reaching out to break a lotus leaf from the root, and then handing it to Shen Qingjia, "Heavy rain, the situation is special, I must destroy the city pond Now. "

Shen Qingjia took the lotus leaf, and then folded a lotus leaf and handed it to Grandma, "How can I stop you from getting rain?"

Grandma took a step back. "The entire city of Ruyi belongs to the owner of the city. It is the owner's personal belongings. It is taken for granted to protect guests from the rain and take a lotus leaf. However, if I use it, it will become private."

"Then even if it is my order, don't refuse it. The girl is too stubborn but not flattering." Shen Qingjia shoved the lotus leaves into the hands of Grandma with a strong attitude. "Let's go, the rain is getting stronger, If you don't hurry, you can't stop it with lotus leaves. "

Shen Qingjia's lotus leaves ran towards the rain curtain. Where the lotus leaves could not be blocked, cold raindrops splashed on her. It is very likely that she will not be able to live for a few days, but at the end of this life, her mood was It's easy to become very happy.

The girl Ah looked down at the large lotus leaf in her hand, and then covered the lotus leaf on her head, trotting to catch up with Shen Qingjia.

"Girl Shen, walk slowly and slip carefully."

Perhaps because the ability was sealed by Zhu Xuan, Shen Qingjia's physical immunity is worse than that of ordinary people.

Shen Qingjia soon had a fever. It didn't take long for her to return to her room before she felt feverish, as if it had just been removed from the stove.

Most of the night Shen Qingjia curled up in bed and couldn't fall asleep, and Grandma also took care of her for half of the night.

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The place where Shen Qingjia lived was a little remote. Zhu Xie was semi-prisoned to Shen Qingjia. Previously, he only designated Imam to take care of Shen Qingjia. Now he can't find anyone to help.

At three or four in the morning, Shen Qingjia had let the grandma go to rest. The outside is extremely quiet. Except for the insects that have not yet mutated, whether they are hissing outside, there is no whisper of one person alone, and the atmosphere is extremely silent.

Shen Qingjia was lying on a big bed of mahogany, lying in a pile of splendid lotuses, thinking about the events that happened in the past month, thinking about the inexplicable sorrows, the troublesome trivia and the sick body let her all Feeling very depressed. I was closing my eyes to force myself to dream, and suddenly I heard a soft push from the doorway.

Opening my eyes a little puzzled and turning my head, I first saw a gentle face with a clear eyebrow and a gentle smile. It was like a picture of a lady with a pen and ink, even the smile was so fresh and elegant.

Followed by two strange young men, carrying something in his hands.

Grandma instructed two young men to put things down, but let them go out.

"Girl Shen." Grandma smiled and gave a ritual, and she usually had a peaceful smile, even in the dim light at the moment, it looked warm.

"Oh! Grandma, why are you here ..." Shen Qingjia rubbed her eyes, feeling her head still groggy, "What happened?"

Grandma drew her hair down behind her ears and smiled gently. "It's snowing outside. The owner is worried that the guests will not sleep well here, so he sent someone to bring the stove and charcoal."

As the grandma said, Shen Qingjia felt that the temperature had dropped a lot at this time, and cold wind blew in from the open door.

In the last days, almost all large-scale power facilities have been scrapped. However, after all, there are some small-scale major equipment available. Like Zhu Jie, who loves the use of antique daily necessities, it is rare to be keen to make everything around him antique.

"That guy is so kind?" Shen Qingjia doubted.

A pouting smile, did not speak.

Shen Qingjia waved her hand, "Stop that, just close the door and come in, the wind is too strong."

Grandma responded with a clever voice, and when she entered the house, she squatted and quickly lit the stove. She picked up the slender iron plucker and stunned the charcoal stove a few moments later. The cabin was much warmer than before.

Compared to the icy cold rejection of people thousands of miles away, this young girl is always extremely gentle, like the lake in spring, which can be held on the face, the water is cool and not frozen, and the ripples are filled with only one Belongs to her tenderness. No matter what action she did, she looked so pleasing.

Shen Qingjia looked at her for a while, and suddenly buried half her face in the quilt. Perhaps because of her illness, her voice was a little soft. "Ah, are you so good to everyone?"

It wasn't the slave's obedience to the master's fear, nor merely obeying himself from the level of responsibility. Shen Qingjia felt that when she was no longer a guest of the family, perhaps the girl would smile at her like this. This feeling is wonderful, too vague, Shen Qingjia even feels that this is just an illusion.

Maybe I think my words are a bit unclear, so I said, "I think, um, you make me feel that when everyone is with you, you will probably feel warm in your heart ..."

The grandma girl is born with a small sun, the light is warm and soft, and people who are close to her feel gentle and comfortable.

Grandma smiled, "That's because Girl Shen is a good person."

"is it?"

For the first time in his life, a good card was issued, and Shen Qingjia always had some subtle crying and laughing.

"But you are wrong." She turned around, her black and white eyes filled with softness and warmth that could tolerate everything.

Shen Qingjia blinked in doubt.

"I don't do this to everyone." Grandma's eyes were softer than the water of the lake.

The gentle girl gave her a quilt horn, lifted the gauze cover on the yarn lamp, and gently extinguished the light.

"It's too early, let's sleep a little longer."

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