Slag Girl Illustrated Book

This is Gu Zhuzi's promise.

She sniffed: "Yeah!"

"Where is your mother now? Where is it?"

Ruan Xihe lowered his head: "She has turned into a vegetative state and is lying in Beijing Hospital. I haven't seen her."

"Don't go if you don't want to." He gently touched her head.

Ruan Xihe wiped his tears on his clothes, slowed down, raised his head, covered his face with his hands, and wiped it off. What a shame, he suddenly became emotional!

But aren't Gu Zhuzi's emotions wrong?

She patted her face and spread her fingers apart, revealing her big eyes: "Am I not looking good now?"

"No, it's very beautiful." He chuckled softly.

Satisfied, she went to his arms and rubbed it, deliberately avoiding the place where she wiped her tears: "pen refill!"

"Do you want to wash my shirt when you go back tonight?" Of course he saw her little gestures, this little girl!

"Don't wash! I'm Gu Zhuzi's delicate wife."

"Naughty, eat and eat, your ice cream is going to melt."

Ruan Xihe eat quickly!

Absolutely! Matcha flavored is delicious!

yyds!

After a walk, I went home.

around two in the morning

Ruan Xihe has not slept today.

"Wish, I can enter the same person's dream ten times a year, right?"

"Yes."

Ruan Xihe closed his eyes, thought about it, and said again: "For four hours at a time, what about the proportion in the dream?"

"The ratio of one hour of reality to the dream world is half a day, which means that you can stay for two days at a time, and if it is ten times, it will be twenty days."

"Can it be stacked?"

"No, because the real world is running, and Ruan Ruan, although you can enter ten times, I don't recommend that you really enter ten times. This function is not mature enough for the benefits of the closed beta version, and at most five times, this is the safest. of."

"After I go in, it's like he's dreaming, right? Will he remember that dream when he wakes up the next day?"

"No, unless you are sure that you will no longer enter his dream, the last time you enter, he will remember all of this."

"Is this harmful to him?"

"For now, there is no harm."

"What do you mean by now?"

"Because nothing happened to the people involved in the testing that was harmful to them."

"That's good."

"Are you sure you want to go in with He He? I can't follow you in the dream world, and the pain is also one-to-one. Any hurt and pain you suffer in it is spiritually real. Have you considered it clearly?"

Ruan Xihe thought of how he had gotten along these days, he seemed to be a very insecure person, and he always had a big lock hanging on his heart, refusing others to enter.

Sometimes she smiled clearly, but she didn't think Gu Zhuzi was really happy. She had a hunch that his past might not be very good, but things like exposing people's scars shouldn't be done.

"Think about it."

"Ok, please select a node."

A timeline appeared in front of Ruan Xihe.

There is no picture, only blue and red lines, the blue line represents sadness and the red line represents happiness.

She found that Gu Zhuzi's blue line fluctuated from the age of seven.

After meeting her, the red line began to fluctuate at the age of 26.

Big liar, has he been unhappy for so many years?

"Seven years old."

"Okay, ready to teleport, countdown 3, 2, 1..."

Ruan Xihe appeared in an alley after a while of dizziness.

As soon as she went out, her fancy clothes attracted the attention of many people. That's right, 19 years ago, when her eldest brother was well-informed, she had pink hair and was still wearing a hooded sweater and ripped jeans, which was really outrageous. .

I can't talk to 044 now, I can only thank 044 for not putting her pajamas in.

Passersby whispered, listening to the accent, tsk, Huaiyang dialect.

Then Wu Nong's soft words are the words of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Huaiyang dialect is the same as Nancheng dialect, it sounds good but not good.

Good to hear is that the tone of speech is gentle and pleasant, and unpleasant means that outsiders can't understand.

It's not an exaggeration, you really can't understand what the other party is talking about. The most interesting thing is that, taking Zhejiang as an example, the dialect of each city is different, and you can't understand it across cities.

Even in a city, the dialects of each county are different, and it's hard to listen to it!

Ruan Xihe is also because he invested in a garden villa here, and he specially asked the locals to learn the dialect.

Next to it is a villa area.

She suddenly got into trouble, how could she go to find a 7-year-old kid.

According to the position of the sun, she can probably judge that it appeared at four or five o'clock in the afternoon. She is still not afraid of learning mathematics, physics and chemistry, and is not afraid to travel all over the world. It is also useful for politics, history and geography. She has a good geography and is now a walking compass plus clock face.

What Ruan Xihe presented in front of his eyes was a real world. The only thing that was unreal was that there was always a stopwatch counting down in the void.

48 hours countdown...  

She guessed that she was sent here, so is it possible that his home is here?

In less than three minutes, an old black BMW drove by.

At this time, those who can afford a BMW are properly big families, unlike the current BMW and Mercedes-Benz.

It will be very tidal, it has probably already entered Huangmeitian. In mid-June, it is very tidal. Nancheng is the rainy season in April and May every year, and Huaiyang City will be a little later.

A beautiful little boy carved in pink and jade got out of the car.

The door opened by the bodyguard, the schoolbag brought by the driver, there is no haze in the child's eyes, like little stars in the sky.

Ruan Xihe was too dazzling to stand on the side of the road. The little boy glanced at her suspiciously, and then entered the foreign-style villa.

There are hollow iron fences here, which are different from the advanced and luxurious villa areas, so she can see clearly that the first one is.

So today is the beginning of a nightmare?

The child went in, so she couldn't waste her time here. She felt in her pocket. Good guy, rich, a red 100 yuan, but considering the age, she couldn't do it here at all!

unreasonable!

She came to save the unhappy liar, but now she has to survive in this era, Gan! Absolutely!

No license, no money, no one, no three!

At this time, the non-mainstream has not yet become popular, but Ruan Xihe's style is so cool. A group of elementary and junior high school students are staring at her hair. It happens that there is a barber shop next to her. It is very high-end, not the one on the street. A kind of small door head washing, cutting and blowing.

A little boy kept staring at her hair and told the barber to dye it the same color as the older sister outside.

Ruan Xihe stood here for five or six minutes, and there were a dozen people in the barber shop, all of whom wanted to make hers, probably thinking that Ruan Xihe dyed her hair from here!

Seeing this, the proprietress was overjoyed and quickly came out and asked her if she could take a picture and hang it in front of her store, and she would give Ruan Xihe a reward. At this time, she had already achieved star effect.

This is not impossible, anyway, I have to stay here for two days, and it is not impossible to make some money to solve the urgent need.

"How much?" In this era, money is still quite valuable. Two cents can buy a large package of spicy sticks!

The proprietress is also a visionary, and said ruthlessly: "Give a hundred!"

Huh, good guy, I've given a lot!

She can stay here for one night at most. At this time, the luxury hotel is only 50-80 per night at most. Enough, enough!

"Mummy, where did you dye your hair?"

The proprietress was also curious, but not any barber shop nearby, the competition would be huge.

"I dyed it in the Shanghai market."

The proprietress breathed a sigh of relief, there are banknotes there, there are many rich people, it is relatively trendy, and it is not surprising that it is dyed there.

It's not good to do it locally.

The proprietress can answer Huaiyang's words, so people don't suspect that she is not a local.

"Which hotel should I go to, Madam Boss?"

"That's it, you look very close."

"Xiaxia~"

It's better to be polite outside.

The proprietress kept praising her for her beauty, which means that hairdressers are highly receptive to new things. If she appeared in the countryside, the old ladies gathered at the entrance of the village might have talked about her!

After the camera was brought over, the proprietress asked her to stand in front of the store, took a few pictures, and then hurriedly asked the staff to take it to the photo studio to wash the posters, while Ruan Xihe took the hundred yuan to the surrounding hotel to open it. one room.

Not to mention, it's quite luxurious. It's not low in terms of current aesthetics. It's quite good. It only costs 45 yuan. The most important thing is that you don't have to check your ID card, and you can do things if you give money. (This article is purely fictitious, please don't take your seat on the gang line)

Her room was on the sixth floor, and she could see the small villa below by opening the window.

I poured a cup of tea from the kettle. The tea was prepared in the room, which was a coincidence. Gu Zhu Zisun, tsk.

She usually calls it Gu Zhu Zicha, whatever you want to call it.

The sky suddenly darkened, it was going to rain again, and the sun could still shine in Huang Meitian. She suspected that she was saving face just now, for fear that she would be poured out.

The rain fell very fast, and it formed a line after a while. It was foggy and unclear, and there was probably an outline.

Suddenly, she noticed that the door of the villa opened, a child was pushed out mercilessly, fell heavily into the rain, and immediately, the alloy door was locked!

No!

Ruan Xihe Teng stood up!

"Bang bang bang!" The little boy knocked on the door while crying: "Mom, mom, mom, dad, Zizi wants to go home."

It's a pity no one will open the door for him!

It was really cold in the rain in Huangmei. The little boy was tired and huddled on the steps and sat with his knees in his arms. He was shaking slightly. pitful.

Ruan Xihe ran all the way. The umbrella was borrowed from the front desk of the hotel, but unfortunately it was of no use. Huang Meitian was not only rainy, but also windy, and she was almost drenched with the umbrella.

There is no difference between the gate and the decoration, she went in directly.

The little boy was originally drenched in the rain, but suddenly a shadow fell over his head, and the rain stopped.

A pair of soaked white canvas shoes appeared in front of him.