Tong fenyue thought for a moment, but didn't ask any more. Her mind went back to LAN Jingyan's present situation. "We've gone like this, and that Jia Beishan hasn't eaten my son yet."
LAN qinsong is not worried at all. He said: "although she likes that boy, she is proud. In addition to what I said just now, she will not do anything to Jing Yan at that time. She is not so stupid."
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Suddenly want to change the outline, really see thorny things, Fu Zhiran finished the novel update, open the script document, repeatedly look at the previous outline, unable to start.
She had long hair and scratched like a bird's nest.
Wang Qiong got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. When she saw that the door of Fu Zhiran's room was not closed tightly and the light leaked out, she wanted to come and see if she was asleep. When she opened the door and saw her appearance, she frowned: "Fu Zhiran, why don't you go to bed?"
"I can't do it. I'm desperate, too." Fu Zhiran sighed irritably.
Wang Qiong smell speech, simply hand, directly to her computer closed, "then stop, sleep, tomorrow may be through."
Fu Zhiran himself can't write any more. He just doesn't turn on the computer any more.
She turned around and faced Wang Qiong. Wang Qiong was surprised when she saw her face: "how can your face still be so red?"
After asking, she reached out and explored Fu Zhiran's forehead.
Fu Zhiran pushed away her hand, "that wine is too strong."
Then she picked up her glass, went to the living room, poured a glass of water, and sat down on the sofa.
Wang Qiong also followed him out of the room and said: "that handsome uncle is really abnormal. How can you make such a strong wine? You've only drunk a little. If you drink more, you won't be drunk for several days and nights."
"The key is that she seems to be waiting for you all the time. She won't let me deliver the drink. The one with strong efficacy only needs two solutions, either people or the drink I gave you."
Listening to Wang Qiong's worry, Fu Zhiran's mind suddenly jumps out of Liang Yu's words just now.
She quickly shakes her head, Fu Zhiran, what are you thinking about? Does his medicine have any solution? What does it have to do with you.
Thinking, she raised a hand and put it on her chest. She pressed it hard. The wound was still a little painful.
How can she forget the pain when the scar is not good.
She was just so hard on herself. Wang Qiong suddenly said, "by the way, did your mother-in-law call you later? How is Lan Jingyan? "
"I don't know."
Mood fidgety up, Fu Zhiran put down the glass, got up and walked towards the gate.
Wang Qiong looked at her and asked, "Fu Zhiran, where are you going in the middle of the night?"
"I'm going out for a walk."
Fu Zhiran casually replied, went to the door, took up the coat hanging on the coat rack, opened the door and went out.
Although it's almost the beginning of summer, it's still chilly in the middle of the night. I put my coat on my bed and clasped my arms. I walked aimlessly on the empty road without any driving.
My brain is very messy. The more I don't want to think, the more I go around thinking.
For so many days, Fu Zhiran walked for the first time with her feelings. She didn't embarrass herself, but went to Jiangdu hospital.
She told herself, just look, secretly look, maybe he has drunk uncle Liang's antidote drink now, has been all right, or has gone home.