Chapter 1007

He raised his arm, printed a kiss on her lips, and said with a low smile, "who let my little girl buy off her future husband with a piece of sugar when she was a child?"

The seventh day of Xia Dynasty was also amused by his words and began to laugh. He raised his eyebrows and said, "yes, who could have thought that the male god was so easily ordered by me? It's also my luck..."

Before she could say the word "lucky", she suddenly thought that the day she joked about "booking" him, which was also the death day of her mother. She stopped talking and did not say any more, and her face suddenly darkened.

Feng Xun saw that she stopped suddenly in the middle of her words, and his face was dim. He quickly guessed what she was thinking and couldn't comfort her. He just lowered his head, put his chin against her head and gently hugged her.

Their meeting had a good beginning, but it was also her mother's death day. Even if the estrangement disappeared, they will always remember that their first meeting was the same day as her mother's death!

Neither of them spoke again until the alarm clock set by the mobile phone started to ring. On the seventh day of the summer, they suddenly woke up from the silence. They took the mobile phone on the head cabinet, looked at it, turned off the alarm clock, and whispered, "there's class in the morning. It's time to get up!"

Feng Xun released his hand and rubbed her hair. He asked anxiously, "little girl, are you sure you don't need to take a nap?"

After she was awakened by the nightmare today, she did not dare to fall asleep. He was afraid that her lack of sleep would affect her physical condition and brain nerves!

"No, anyway, I'm a nightmare now. I'd better sleep less!" The seventh day of the summer shook his head and laughed with indifference. He got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Feng Xun can't persuade her any more. He tells the kitchen to prepare a nutritious breakfast and accompanies her to wash.

Seeing that she had changed her clothes and was looking for something on the bedside table, Feng Xun quickly went forward and asked, "little girl, what are you looking for?"

"Look for the silver cross necklace I picked up yesterday. It's strange. I put it on the bedside table before I went to bed. Why is it missing..."

On the seventh day of the summer, he was planning to go to the dressing table to look for it, but he was stopped by Feng Xun.

"Keep the change. I put the necklace away!" Feng Xun said with a smile.

"Put it away, why put it away?" The seventh day of summer looked at him suspiciously, frowned and reminded him, "didn't you say that the necklace was a hint that she left for me?"

"Yes, but she's still in the state of being hunted because she escaped from the rose cross. If her necklace comes to you, won't Rose Cross know that you've met her?"

Feng Xun patiently analyzed it. On the seventh day of the summer, he thought it was reasonable, nodded and said, "yes, I can't let the Rose Cross find out before I see her!"

She added hesitantly, "but how can we meet her again? I have something to ask her!"

Intuition told her that the woman with short hair, who defected from the Rose Cross Society, must know a lot, and maybe also know some of her mother's past!

"Since she can appear in front of you unconsciously and leave you a necklace, I think she will appear again soon!"

Feng Xun patted her on the shoulder and advised with a smile, "so you don't have to worry. We'll wait for her to find it by herself."

At the beginning of summer, she nodded at seven o'clock. Since the woman with short hair is hiding from the chase, she and Feng Xun can hardly find each other's whereabouts. It's better to wait for each other to find them by themselves!

On this day, on the seventh day of the summer, after class in the school, I was thinking about when the short haired woman would come again, and I didn't even notice that everyone in the school was talking about something in twos and threes.

But Wen Suli noticed that she was absent-minded. She pushed her arm and asked, "what's the matter with you on the seventh day of junior high school? Are you absent-minded all day? What's the matter?"

"Nothing. I'm just thinking about one thing..." she said in a low voice after shaking her head.

"Are you still thinking about Professor Vincent's project? Don't worry. I've turned him down for you. Although he was disappointed, he didn't say anything..."

Wen Su Li patted her on the back of her hand and comforted her with a smile: "you don't have to worry about this anymore!"

"I'm not worried about it..." on the way out of the teaching building with Wen Suli, Xia Qiqi shrugged and saw the news of yesterday's shooting shooting on the electronic screen standing in the corridor.

Many students are standing in front of the screen, talking about the shooting case. Speaking of the horror of the scene, Wen Suli suddenly thought of something. She mentioned to herself yesterday that she was going to the shooting gallery. She quickly grabbed Xia's hand and asked, "on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, you said yesterday that you were going to the shooting gallery with little Noah. Is that the shooting gallery you were going to?"

At the beginning of the summer, he looked up at the news and found that the news page had a glance at yesterday's scene. He quickly avoided the sight and didn't look at it again. He nodded and replied, "well, yesterday was unlucky. I experienced it myself!"

"No wonder you're absent-minded today. How are you, are you all right?" Wen Suli looked at her anxiously to make sure that she was not hurt. Then she advised, "you should have told me that something so big happened. Why do you have to hold on to class today?"

"It's not a big deal. Little Noah can go to school well. Am I still scared by this?" The seventh day of the summer shook her head and laughed as if nothing had happened. It was just a slight pale look that revealed her inner uneasiness.

Wen Suli did not know that her uneasiness was not in the shooting itself. Looking at her appearance, she was still worried. She whispered: "today's course is over. You'd better go back and have a rest early!"

At the beginning of summer, she nodded at seven o'clock, and wensuli was just about to leave. Marcy suddenly came up to her and said with a smile, "seven seven, where are you going?"

"It's none of your business. What's up?" Early summer seven asked unhappily, tone a little impatient, did not expect that this Marcy actually good meaning entangle themselves!

"Even if you are a classmate, you don't have to be so indifferent..." Marcy shrugged and laughed, and asked thoughtfully, "by the way, I heard that you went to the shooting gallery yesterday and also experienced the shooting in the TV news. What's the situation at the scene? Let's talk about it!"

Marcy's voice is not big or small, but it can be heard by all the students who stand near the screen and watch the news. Everyone gathered around the seventh day of the summer and asked, "Xia, where did you go yesterday? Well, isn't it terrible? "

"Yes, I heard that there were several deaths and many injuries? Xia, how did you escape? What was the situation at that time? "