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Ji Yang opened the door and said to Zhen Yi, who was sitting in the corridor, "Yes."

"Well." Zhen Yi got up and just walked over, Yangla held her wrist.

She froze and looked back at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yan Ge said, but his thumb gently rubbed the back of her hand.

The superintendents all watched, and Zhen Yi's heartstrings shivered.

His eyes were clear: "Zhen Yi, don't be afraid."

She is funny, just to say where am I afraid?

But he listened to his words: "I am here."

With a "dump" in her heart, she warmed up, and then softened her voice, with a soft touch of coquettishness: "I know." She leaned closer to his ear and said softly, "Speech, the more you do now It ’s more like a boyfriend! "

The expression was a little stunned, her lips pursed blushing, and she released her hand.

Zhen Yi walked to the door and smiled back when he entered.

In the interrogation room, there was only Ji Yang and an unknown female police officer. The female police officer put her various sensors of breathing pulse and heartbeat expressionlessly on her face, and attached it to her skin coolly. It was really uncomfortable. .

Zhen Yi trancely recalled the scene when she saw Song Yi and An Yao when they were lying.

Everything is ready, Ji Yang first explained to her the working principle of the polygraph.

The polygraph begins.

Like Yang Yan, Ji Yang has no emotion in asking questions. But the temperament of the two is very different, the language is plain and restrained, but Ji Yang is sharp and outgoing.

"your name?"

"Zhen Yi."

"Occupation?"

"lawyer."

"Be a test first. No matter what I ask, you answer yes."

"Yes."

"Have you been a reporter before?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever been a doctor?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever been a policeman?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever been a teacher?"

"Yes."

Ji Yang looked at the spectrograph and observed the various curves and data when Zhen Yi told the truth and lied.

"Okay, let's start." Ji Yang officially said, raising her eyelids to look at her, "You and Dr. Yange are boyfriends?"

The first question was called Zhen Yi stunned: "There is no such problem and case ..."

"Answer!" He interrupted.

"Yes." Suspicious eyes.

"Do you hate Yang Zi?"

"Your question ..." Zhen Yi frowned, feeling that this lie detector was too weird, didn't he mention the details of Huai Ru's murder?

"Lawyer Zhen, I hope you will only answer yes or no during the next polygraph." Ji Yang's tone was severe.

Zhen Yi suffocated and said: "No."

"Do you like this friend?"

"No."

"You have been friends for more than 10 years?"

"Yes." The tone was slow. Hearing this sentence now, she felt sorry.

"You think you like the same man?"

"..." She looked up and frowned dissatisfiedly. How could he hold Yang Zi? Always ask personal questions.

Disgusted: "No!"

Ji Yang glanced at the spectrograph and specially reminded her: "I lied."

Zhen Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and her mind turned around. This time, the cross-examination was more than just coordination.

He cannot be controlled emotionally by him in this way.

She reminded herself secretly that she would take a deep breath without taking any sounds, and that she would not be in a hurry. She looked at him calmly: "Is this related to Huai Ru's death?"

Ji Yang's eyes were deep, staring at her for a few seconds, and continued: "Do you have a competitive relationship at work?"

"Yes."

These questions are too delicate for him to be alert. Zhen Yi analyzed his question structure while answering.

"Will you be jealous of making friends with a girl who is more beautiful than you for so many years?"

"No." She was very calm and had refused to show any emotion.

Ji Yang glanced at the spectrograph, and there was no movement, and asked instead:

"Lin Han's death makes you sad?"

"Yes." The voice lowered slightly.

"Seeing him die by heartbreaking, are you in pain?"

"Yes."

Zhen Yi was bored, but her rational thoughts didn't stop. Her head directly translated these two questions: Are you resenting Huai Ru?

Sure enough, soon, Ji Yang asked:

"You resent Huai Ru very much?"

Zhen Yi's expression didn't move. An analysis of a question by a question. By now, she can already connect Ji Yang's series of questions with the meaning behind them. She sneered in her heart, and did not expect that they would have that idea in advance.

Ji Yang asked: "Do you resent Huai Ru very much?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to kill her?"

"No."

Ji Yang changed the saying: "Do you want to give Huairu a trial?"

Where is Zhen Yi fooled in such a pediatrics?

"Do you judge yourself? No."

She is really difficult to deal with. Ji Yang was silent for a moment, glancing at the spectrograph, his heartbeat and breathing were normal.

Asked again: "Do you like Dr. Yan very much?"

"Yes." Frowning.

"You gave him a key to your home?"

"Yes." Zhen Yi looked down, feeling inexplicable, guessing the meaning of this question, but Ji Yang quickly asked the next one.

"There are two keys to your home?"

"Yes." Zhen Yi has guessed the next two questions he will ask.

"There is still a hand in your own?"

"Yes."

Ji Yang stopped for a second and said: "The police ruled out the possibility of Huai Ru entering through the window, and did not pick the lock. How did she get in?"

"This should be the problem of your police investigation?" Zhen Yi had poised his face in a prepared manner, and thoroughly acted as a lawyer.

Ji Yang asked: "Did you open the door to let her in?"

She had already understood Ji Yang's routines, raised her eyes, and faintly, "Oh," he made a ridicule.

"Answer." Ji Yang's tone was harsh.

"No." Chilly.

The curve on the screen is normal.

"Do you think Huai Ru kills you?"

"Yes." His eyes expressed satire.

"According to the injury assessment, at that time, she strangled your neck?"

"Yes."

At this moment, Zhen Yi was very fortunate, and Yan Ge helped her to identify and take pictures of her injuries when she was unconscious.

He has always been meticulous and meticulous in his work, and has never been reassuring.

When she thought of him at the moment, she felt relieved and more confident.

"You strangled her neck too?" Ji Yang asked.

Zhen Yi was silent, not trying to lie, but quietly thinking about Ji Yang's next question. After a second of high-speed thinking, slowly said: "Yes."

"At the time, did you want to kill Huai Ru?" Ji Yang asked this question for the second time. This time, a time attribute was added.

Zhen Yi narrowed her eyes and said nothing. As a lawyer, she is well aware that this question cannot be answered.

"At the time, did you want to kill her?" Ji Yang repeated his tone, almost pressing.

Zhen Yi glanced at him, his eyes cool and a little provocative. Oh, where can she not be scared?

She raised her chin slightly and said lightly: "At the time, I wanted to resist, protect myself, and let her stop."

Ji Yang is silent, and he is indeed a lawyer. Word games are better than anyone else.

All parameters such as heartbeat breathing are normal. Ji Yang suddenly changed the question:

"You appeared at Yang Zi's crime scene because you were going to turn off the lights?"

"Yes."

"Did you turn off the lights when you left?"

"Don't remember." To be honest.

Ji Yang urged: "Think seriously, is there anything to do?"

"No."

There is a line that is undulating abnormally.

Ji Yang moved his eyes and looked back again, and could remind: "I lied."

Zhen Yi did not panic, responding quickly and calmly: "It seems that the lights are turned off subconsciously. But I forgot."

After this sentence, the map is normal.

Ji Yang continued, "You received a strange call after going upstairs?"

"Yes."

"We found this phone has always been in touch with you."

"Yes." Zhen Yi felt troubled with this question, but his brain quickly turned around and tried his best to prepare.

"That call was only made to the Yin Duo prosecutor once." Ji Yang said, "Are you in conflict with Yin Duo's surveillance?"

Zhen Yi at a glance saw the information she wanted to mine: did she have the motivation to frame Yin Duo?

She raised her eyes: "No."

"In the case of beating a pregnant woman in the subway, do you want the perpetrators to be sentenced to death?"

Well, it's good, it will lead to Zheng Ying.

"No." Breathing and heartbeat are normal.

"Do you think Zheng Ying should be punished?"

"Social service order or young management office." Zhen Yi said. Only answering "yes" includes "death penalty".

"Do you know she came to Hong Kong and contacted Yin Duo?"

"do not know."

"You are all involved in this case, and Yin Duo has not communicated this detail with you?"

"No." Pulse, blood pressure, normal.

"We have investigated, how often do you answer strange and passive calls?"

"Yes."

"The person you contacted, do you know his information?"

"I don't know." Shaking his head.

"Don't know?" Repeated.

"Yes."

"Does the person calling you really exist?"

"What?" Squinting slightly, you can't die.

"Does it exist?"

"Of course! Didn't he call Yin Duo?"

Ji Yang meant: "There is now a voice changer that can turn a woman's voice into a man's."

Zhen Yi took a breath in silence, silent.

Asked so far, there has been no progress, Ji Yang simply put aside: "Lawyer Zhen, did you hurt Yang Zi, and then pretend that the victim is suspected of eluting yourself?"

"No." She had guessed what Ji Yang was going to ask. It was nothing more than to hurt Yang Zi, kill Huai Ru, and drag Yin Duo into the water.

He stared at her expression, and the question continued to be sharp: "Layer Zhen, did you ask Huairu to go to your house, kill her, and blame everything on her head?"

"No." Speechless and disdainful.

Two of the sharpest questions were asked, but Zhen Yi was not irritable or out of control at all, nor was she irritated.

There are no ups and downs on the spectrograph, but Ji Yang knows the accuracy of the lie detector. He also believes that Zhen Yi is a person with a strong heart that can avoid lie detectors.

He didn't believe her, but he didn't have any more points to attack, because it all resolved her.

"Who is the person who called you?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"do not know."

"A person you don't know, will you contact him for so long?"

"Yes."

"You have been in contact with a suspect for so long? Do you think we can believe you are not suspicious?"

Zhen Yi looked at him for a while, smiled, and said, "I believe it or not."

"How do you know him?"

"I got a wrong call," she said casually.

The lines on the spectrograph fluctuated violently.

"Lawyer Zhen, you are lying."

She smirked and said, "What about lying?"

At this moment, she was completely taken seriously.

Instead, Ji Yang froze: "Please cooperate."

"What does it cooperate?" Zhen Yi raised her eyebrows, interrupting impatiently. When Ji Yang raised those two heavy questions, she didn't want to cooperate.

"Chief Superintendent, is there any problem to go to my lawyer? Please remember, I will be innocent until you can prove me guilty. Your polygraph game, I don't want to cooperate." She said lightly And coldly, "Can these things be released from me now?"

Ji Yang wrinkled her eyebrows deeply. She repented halfway. He couldn't help it. After thinking for a moment, she asked the female police officer to help Zhen Yi untie the sensor. Multiple lines on the spectrograph begin to disappear one by one, 1, 2

Ji Yang watched, watching Zhen Yi looking down at the policewoman dismantling the sensor, and suddenly asked, "Is that person your friend?"

Zhen Yi ignored.

There are no abnormalities on the lines of the spectrograph that disappear one after another.

"Is that person your relative?" Ji Yang couldn't hold back.

Zhen Yi still ignored, waiting for the policewoman to remove the sensor on her abdomen, there was still nothing abnormal on the display.

"Is it your friend's friend?" Ji Yang chased.

Nothing is abnormal, there are fewer and fewer lines on the spectrograph, leaving only finger clips.

"Is it your friend's friend?" Ji Yang did not give up the last glimmer of hope.

The finger clip was removed, and the last line on the spectrograph disappeared.

The room is quiet.

Ji Yang subconsciously shook his fist, because, just now, he saw the last line rushing upward

Zhen Yi was not in a good mood. She was suspected of killing Zheng Ying and Huai Ru, invading Yang Zi and framing Yin Duo. Before going out this morning, she called her sister in the bathroom and no one answered.

No one has picked up recently. I don't know what happened.

Zhen Yi packed up her things, held the doorknob in hand, took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and then opened the door. But it hit Yin Duo.

He also came to undergo a polygraph. Seeing Zhen Yi, he looked very sorry and said, "It's hurting you."

Zhen Yi was surprised: "Why do you say that?"

Yin Duo said: "Because of the defender's case, they are all suspicious of me. After Yang Zi's case, I think the trace of the frame is too obvious. I told the police that someone must frame me. But I did not expect that they found Your head is up. Zhen Yi, I know it must not be you. "

Zhen Yi waved her hand: "It's okay, rest assured, we'll be fine."

She walked out easily.

In the corridor, Yan Ge was still waiting for her: "How is it?"

"It's okay." Zhen Yi shrugged. "Aren't you helping me find a lawyer? Give it to the lawyer. Without sufficient evidence, you can't have a trial. It shouldn't be a big deal."

"Ok."

She took his hand: "Let's go."

Before pulling out his feet, he found that Yang Zi came out of another interrogation room and was not in a good spirit.

Zhen Yi remembered the question asked by Ji Yang, but somehow he felt uncomfortable. He said to Yan Ge and walked towards her:

"Yang Zi."

Yang Zi stopped and looked at her expressionlessly. As of today, the two are actually colder than strangers.

Zhen Yi expressed emotion in her cold eyes, saying, "I'm sorry, I was so excited last time at the crime scene. I will quarrel with you."

"Why can't you quarrel?" Yang Zi asked back, "Can't I quarrel because I am pitiful and need sympathy?"

She talked sourly, and Zhen Yi didn't compete, only said: "I hope you are well."

"I'm fine, Zhen Yi. At first, you said it was hypnosis, and I can still accept it; now Chen sir said, it was Huai Ru cut with fake things, do you want to humiliate me like that?

I know very well that it was a man who had **** with me, a real man. The police did not believe and opened their eyes to talk nonsense, but I was very clear. "She glanced behind Zhen Yi," he was so clever, he used this method to wash himself out. "

Listening to her saying this, Zhen Yi's nerve pricked again. She closed her eyes and held back: "Yang Zi, don't you like this"

"Zhen Yi." Yang Zi's tone was condescending, interrupting, "Will fake things soften and become smaller in my body?"

Zhen Yi could not answer.

She leaned closer to Zhen Yi's ear, but looked over the man's shoulder and looked at the man over there: "I did oral **** for him, and I knew it was true."

Zhen Yi disgusted and took a step back immediately.

Seeing this, Yang Zi smiled with satisfaction: "I am his first woman, and let me greet you forever."

On this issue, Zhen Yi did not want to say anything, for fear that she could not control it. I just asked: "Did you privately equip my keys?"

It happened that Ji Yang passed by several times.

Yang Zi frowned, saying innocently: "Zhen Yi, how can I have the key to your home? I haven't seen it before."

Zhen Yi tugged at the corner of her mouth, only huh. During that time Yang Zi was too busy to catch up with the subway and lived in her house for many nights. She gave her the key specially.

She knew there was no theory, and just turned to leave, but saw Bian Qian coming out of a room in front. Zhen Yi remembered that he had come to the police station to work.

Yang Zi stared at Zhen Yi and left.

Bian Qian watched Zhen Yi blushing, came over, looked back at Yang Zi ’s background, and roughly guessed what was going on, comforting: “Forget it, she is also illusory, do n’t be angry with her.

Zhen Yi was even more angry when she heard it. Yang Zi came to the police station every day and said that the police covered up with words. It is estimated that the police station knew all about it.

Zhen Yi said: "You don't give her counseling and counseling, persuade her to stop her."

Bian Qian sighed: "I have tried it once, but she is too stubborn."

Yan Ge stood not far away, heard the conversation between them, and focused on Bian Qian's description of Yang Zi's situation: "Fantasy" and "too stubborn."

Perhaps Bian Qian had already diagnosed Yang Zi, so he knew that Yang Zi was not insulted by real people, but was fantasy;

With Bian Qian's ability, it is not difficult to persuade Yang Zi, but why is Yang Zi so stubborn to make troubles again and again?

Still thinking, Zhen Yi came over, not very happy, took his hand and walked away quickly, the pace was too fast, and she held her hand with a little force, pulling her back to herself, let her slow down .

"Angry?"

"None," she froze, lowering her head. "Now I really feel that Yang Zi is pitiful."

"what happened?"

Zhen Yi hesitated. Yang Zi's explicit words and description really didn't know how to speak.

At this time, Huaisheng came head-on.

Zhen Yigang was just about to ask you why you were there, and suddenly thought that after Huai Ru's death, a forensic doctor would do her autopsy.

Huai Ru fell from her balcony. She wondered whether to say hello. But Huai Sheng saw her and came towards her, her eyes red and her face haggard: "Lawyer Zhen."

"Huaisheng, grief."

"I know. Attorney Zhen, I know you won't kill my sister. I'm sorry, my sister has hurt people, and I'm going to cause you trouble." Tears floated in his eyes, "But sister, she is also very Hard work. Sorry, forgive me. "

Zhen Yi was sad and distressed. Huai Sheng had this sister who made him love but hated the world. He was more tormented than anyone else.

"Huaisheng, also I did not deal with it, did not save your sister, please forgive me."

Huai Sheng raised his arms, wiped his tears with his sleeves, and choked with his eyes: "It's too pitiful for a person to escape outside, maybe he will live more degraded; life imprisonment will also be bullied by people in prison. There should be no long-term pain. "

Zhen Yi saw Huai Sheng's hand and asked, "How come you have so many injuries on your hand?"

Huai Sheng pulled on his sleeves and became more sad: "Sister is gone, she will always get burned when she cooks herself."

The expression looked silently, frowning slightly. scald? Not only, there are scars that are vaguely beaten or struck, dense and diverse. strange.

Zhen Yi was sad, and greeted him a few times, asking about his novel, only to learn that he had been writing and could feed himself.

When I went out of the police station, the sky changed. The wind blew her heart a bit cold.

On the way back to the deep city, Zhen Yi slept in the back seat, with her head resting on her leg.

"You said I was sleeping these two days, why do I still feel so sleepy?" She closed her eyes and was not very excited.

Without saying anything, she lowered her head and touched her face with her hands, the temperature between her fingers and cheeks was delicate and soft.

He knows her best. She likes the intimate contact between the skin. After he stroked it a few times, her impatient emotions subsided and became peaceful.

And he didn't like the intimacy and trust at the moment.

"Zhen Yi?"

"Ok?"

"They suspect you?"

Zhen Yi closed her eyes and went to bed without talking; after a few seconds, she twisted her body and hugged his waist with a little grievance: "Well."

He wanted to pretend to be okay in front of him, but he still knew at a glance.

Her head was tightly buried in his waist and belly, and she couldn't see her expression clearly. He paused a moment and continued to stroke her hair: "The police are just routine, don't be sad."

Her voice was blurry: "Well." At this moment, his fingers touched her hair so privately and calmly.

He said clearly: "If it is Zhen Yi, it can be solved and there will be no problems."

She still buried her head in his waist, but she couldn't help but smile a big smile.

As soon as he comforted, she was cured.

He sat straight, wondering if it was because of the sun outside, there was a hint of redness on his fair face:

"Zhen Yi."

"Ok?"

"Your face is there"

"" She was motionless and hugged tightly, "I know."

Zhen Yi originally planned to stay in HK, but she was invited to go back to his house again. He went back to the deep city again.

The fine grass is covered with felt, and the flowers grind the path. The wooden house is made of three bushes and the flowers and trees are all in one.

One afternoon, Zhen Yi lay in a rocking chair on the terrace outside the pavilion, wrapped in a blanket, under the pipa tree, and occasionally closed his eyes to sleep, and occasionally opened his eyes to the sky. The wind was so strong that she could even shake her rocking chair and dangle.

The mind has become loose.

The weather forecast says that the rare autumn and winter storms are about to land in HK City. The woods in the forest are endless, and there is a sense of rain in the mountains.

At such a natural moment, you should stay in the place closest to nature.

Yange wrote in the house, occasionally watching her fall asleep, and then took out a blanket to add to her; occasionally watching her awake, and brought her a cup of hot tea for her; Li Fa's frantic sleeping face was quiet, but she was still there before pulling her feet back.

Back and forth several times, you can even stand by the door and watch her for tens of minutes without words, only with deep eyes.

After having dinner at night, Yange will go to the study in the tower to find information. Zhen Yi took the bath, wrapped his bathrobe, and followed him.

At night, the mountain breeze became stronger. Whistling outside the building, the exorcism bells at the four corners of the tower rang continually, and the wind sounded like a symphony.

Yan Ge was looking for books in front of a wall of bookshelves, and Zhen Yi laid back her hands leisurely, pacing around and looking around.

He has a lot of study rooms, one in the bedroom and one downstairs, and there are two more in this tower. The 3rd floor above seemed to be on fire, and the 2nd floor was safe.

The light is soft, the candlelight is warm, and the wind is loud outside, but it is like the most gentle haven, and his beautiful and tall back standing in front of the bookshelf.

Zhen Yi looked around.

Ancient books seem to be exclusively in this study. The degree of yellowing of the pages of the book can no longer be described by years, I am afraid to say history. Straw paper, kraft paper, scroll, wooden slip, oracle bone, inscription

Whichever one is worth it is worth it.

Zhen Yi was in awe, looking at the books that had been repaired and maintained by modern technology, but he didn't dare to touch them easily. Finally, he looked at a row of leather scrolls as thin as fingers, and took out one to carefully open it.

This material is light and thin, and it feels delicate and cool. Uh, the ghost symbols are the same, and I can't understand them.

"What is this?" She asked.

Yan Ge looked back and said, "The Great Nirvana." After that, he turned around, and after a while, he said, "That's a human book."

Human skin?

""

Zhen Yi held it back with both hands, and quietly said a few words of comfort in her heart.

After walking a few steps, I saw a row of bamboo scrolls again, and the writing brush on the brocade was written with the words "Family Instructions of the Yan Family."

Zhen Yi was interested, picked up the "Governance" volume and opened it to see:

"Li Yun: You can't grow proud, you can't be indulged, you can't be satisfied, you can't be extremely happy.

Dry bamboo pieces, dried ink.

She held it in her palm, as if she saw a thousand-year-old ritual remains in a home of Zhong Ming.

She put it away more and more carefully and put it back lightly. The ancient books in this room are undoubtedly too profound for her. She paced to the desk of Yange again, but saw a copy of the Qing Dynasty's Liao Zhaizhi on the table.

There are traces of frequent reading, as well as his timeless notes.

Zhen Yi wanted to laugh. This guy is usually elegant and decent, and privately loves the love of scholars and fox fairy ghosts. She couldn't help laughing when she thought of his serious reading of men and women in the book.

The wind was roaring outside, but the house was very quiet. She laughed like jade beads fell on the ground.

Yan Ge turned back to see her holding a ridiculous smile while chatting with Liao Zhai. After seeing her for a while, she didn't know what she was thinking. Her lips rose slightly, and she turned back.

She flipped through the notes in the book and asked, "What is your favorite?"

He had expected that she would ask this, his eyes deepened, and he answered, "Ying Ning."

"Ying Ning?" Zhen Yi turned to that page and quickly browsed, gradually seeing the place where he crossed the line, and couldn't help but say aloud, "The smile is colorful, the madness does not hurt its charm, everyone is happy and smiling , Seems to have no heart. "

She raised her eyes from the book: "Eh? She loves to laugh so much?"

This time, the words turned around, his hands fell into his pockets, his back leaned against the bookshelf, and she looked at her with a candle in a room. In fact, he meant something:

"Well, she likes to laugh."

Zhen Yi didn't know: "I heard that the best thing about laughter and laughter in Liao Zhai is Ying Ning. I didn't have a chance to watch it before, but now, it's really cute."

Words thoughtfully: "Well, it's very cute."

Zhen Yi lowered her head and stared at her without knowing her words, reading with ease.

Time is quiet like running water, like his sincere eyes.

After a while, she said: "The ancients wrote books exaggerated, what's‘ unfocused, but forgot to scrutinize ’? What did you say you would n’t see for a few days, then?”

She looked up and asked slightly:

"Are you going to a woman who loves to laugh," God loses his soul and walks with luck "?"

He gazed for a moment, and said slowly with a warm voice: "It won't work. No words, no food, and sharp reduction in muscle skin."

This is the original words in the book, but in his clear and silent eyes, listening to him say these words indifferently and calmly, Zhen Yi suddenly felt a sense of fall.

Somehow, she was deeply impressed.

only,

She can't remember,

In the ashes on the third floor at the moment, it is his 8-year "Zhen Yi did not come back today."

She didn't know,

He is more than "lost in spirit", and more than "can't do it. He can't eat without words, and his muscles lose sharply."

Zhen Yi lowered her head to continue reading, looked at it, and burst into laughter:

"This Ying Ning is so cute, the scholar took her dry flower branch to see her, to show that she has missed it since she first saw it, and did not think that Ying Ning said, what is this little thing worth cherishing, if you like it, 'Don call The old slave came and gave it away in a huge bundle. 'Haha, so cute.'

A faint smile also appeared in Yange's eyes, saying, "I am not a flower lover, I love the ears of the flowers."

Listening to what the scholar said, Zhen Yi smiled with her head tilted, and also responded to Ying Ning's words in the book: "What is love, what to say."

The speech was silent.

A quiet article in the study.

Zhen opined that he stopped talking to himself, and looked up at him, but he saw his eyes deep under the light, and his feelings were like the sea.

He said slowly: "My so-called love is not love, but love of husband and wife."

Zhen Yi knocked and jumped, and inexplicably felt that he was not endorsing or playing with her, but was confessing?

She lowered her voice and asked, "Is it strange?"

"The night party sleeps."

Zhen Yi's heartbeat was completely chaotic, and the sentence "I am not used to sleeping with strangers" at the end of the chapter was unspeakable.

Somehow, in his straight and soft eyes at the moment, she blushed and warmed her head down, and said gently:

"You are not a stranger."

In the squally rainy night, a room in the house was ambiguous.

Zhen Yi's mind was turbulent and restless, and she never looked at it again. Turning to the next page, she saw a name.

Yan Yingning.

It is a handwriting of words, but it can be seen that it was written many years ago. The handwriting is still very young, and it should be in the middle school era.

"Yan Yingning?" She looked up in doubt. "Who is this?"

"Our daughter's name."

Zhen Yi suddenly shuddered in her heart and opened her eyes wide: "Why did you suddenly say something so unlike you?"

"Zhen Yi," he said softly, "I'm proposing to you."

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