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He came by

At Junfan Hotel.

Si Nancheng sat on the black leather sofa in a white bathrobe. Beside him was a box with contact lenses and a pair of glasses with gold rims. In his hand was a goblet filled with red wine, its beautiful color reflected in his peacock blue eyes, making it seem somewhat enchanting.

As he spoke till here, Si Nancheng paused for a moment before continuing, "Me, and Jes. It was the word of the parents, the words of the matchmaker. However, afterwards, people came as well … JS, not Stefano ampo Jessica. J, it's June. The first day I met Win in June was the summer solstice of June. The summer solstice, she said, was one of the earliest identified festivals of the 24th. It was special. That day, the sun's direct line reached the northernmost part of the year, almost directly toward the Tropic of Tropism. If we ever have a daughter, she said, we have to name it June. "

He took a deep breath.

Lisa was suddenly enlightened, so. The Division's meaning was that she and Jessica knew each other because of her parents' orders and the words of the matchmaker. The rumors in the outside world were as common as the clouds. And the reason why he used JS as the company's name was not because of jessica, but because of Miss Wen Sha. Furthermore, Division clearly remembered the relationship between him and Miss Wen Sha …

But why?

Previously, the Division wanted to use Yi Lisuo's life to threaten him, so how about letting Professor Fred go to save Miss Wen Sha?

Of course, Lisa didn't dare to ask these questions.

She could only bury her curiosity in her stomach.

Until Si Nancheng took the initiative and spoke as if he was talking to himself, "Once, I wanted to avoid a war for a single person, afraid that the one I love the most would die in the war. Now he seemed to understand that peace was often exchanged for war. War is usually an adjunct to peace. "

The current Lisa did not understand what Si Nancheng's words meant, but she knew that Miss Wen Sha was a very important person to the Division.

"Then Division, about Miss Wen Sha …."

"You may leave." Si Nancheng who was standing by the window waved his hand, looking a little tired.

Lisa, who was standing at the doorway, suddenly turned around and said to Si Nancheng, "Division, will tomorrow's trip be cancelled as usual?"

"Yes."

On this day of every year, Si Nancheng would cancel all travel plans, and Lisa would be in charge of driving to the Northern Mountain Graveyard, and park at the foot of the mountain.

This year is no exception, Lisa as in previous years, bought a package of delicate ivy. Before Si Nancheng got off the car, he handed it over to him.

Si Nancheng got out of the car while hugging the ivy.

Lisa was waiting for him inside the car. The person accompanying him up the mountain was Ke Disi, who had just returned from England yesterday, the left and right hands that Si Nancheng trusted the most. He was dressed in a black suit, tailored to fit the suit. Standing next to Si Nancheng, his back was ramrod straight. He took the bunch of ivy from Si Nancheng's hands, bowed respectfully, and called out, "Young Master."

"Yes." He nodded and walked step by step towards the cemetery on the mountain.

Ke Disi followed closely behind.

There was no drizzle and no sun. The weather was gloomy and somewhat dark.

It was still early in the morning, so when Si Nancheng and Ke Disi climbed to the top of the mountain, it was only around ten in the morning.

On the black tombstone, there was a picture of a young man with delicate features and a smile.

Young and warm as the sun.

He turned his head and confirmed Si Nancheng's expression at this moment. Then, he bent down and put down the vine in his hand.

"He came." Si Nancheng seemed to be talking to Ke Disi, but it seemed more like he was talking to himself.

"Young master..."

"Before it was introduced in England in the sixteenth century, it was brewed with ivy, because by mixing it with wheat, it turned it into beer. Therefore, the Ivy League flowery language is -- sensibility. Those who are blessed with this kind of flower are endowed with an extraordinary ability to influence others. "This plant …" Si Nancheng glanced at the tombstone, smiled, and said, "It's very suitable for him."

He was referring to the youth that had a photo of him on the tombstone.

Ke Disi stood at the side, silent, quietly accompanying Si Nancheng, not saying a word.

Wen Liang stayed in Su Xiaomi's apartment for the night, and the two of them spoke their thoughts.

Initially, he had wanted to sleep in lazily. Yet, early in the morning, a fragrant scent assaulted his nostrils. The taste buds that had been awakened by the food instantly became excited.

Wen Liang frowned, and opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that Su Xiaomi was still sleeping next to him.

"Have you invited Auntie Rice to cook? "Why is it so fragrant?" Wen Liang extended out his hand and poked Su Xiaomi, who was rubbing her eyes.

Su Xiaomi sat up in a daze and shook her head: "No, that's not my house's smell! "Mother, is it so easy to get hungry because of Mao?"

She wrapped a coat around herself as she got up and said to Wen Liang, "I'll go and see what I can get from the kitchen."

Wen Liang pulled Su Xiaomi back, "I'll go cook, you brush your teeth. Didn't you say that you'd vomit after brushing your teeth? "

Su Xiaomi pressed a big kiss onto her cheek with her cool shoulder: "It's really my fortune to be able to marry my clan's outstanding and good cool!"

"Talking to me is useless. If you have the ability, speak to the Great God Qi." Wen Liang rolled his eyes at Su Xiaomi. "Disgusting me?"

"It's fine as long as you know the truth. Since you're so good, how could I bear to tell Great God Qi that if Great God Qi takes over you for a long period of time, would I still be able to live?" Su Xiaomi spoke with confidence.

The heat was on in the room, and in the open kitchen, Wei Junliu was wearing a snow-white shirt and light blue jeans. He held a beautiful ceramic plate in his hands and stood in front of the microwave, occasionally looking down at his watch.

Warm yellow light shone down on the man's chestnut-colored hair.

The picture that was formed by the Wei Ying Di and the kitchen was just like an exquisite painting.

He was, after all, a man who was active on the big screen. At this moment, he felt as if he was watching a real television.

At this moment, Wei Ying Di also discovered Wen Liang's hand holding onto the wall. It was obvious that he did not expect Wen Liang to be here, so from the expression on his face, Wei Ying Di was quite frightened. Even the wooden spoon in his hand was scared off.

Wen Liang smiled apologetically and nodded. Then, he turned around and ran back to his bedroom.

Su Xiaomi who was in the bathroom brushing her teeth saw Wen Liang's ghostly expression and ran back to him. She frowned and asked: "What's wrong? Is there a burglar in the house? "

"No, I suddenly remembered that I had something to do this morning, so I left first. breakfast is already ready, hurry up and come out to eat ~ "Wen Liang said to Su Xiaomi while holding his bag as he changed his clothes.

Su Xiaomi stuck her head out and said: "It's done so quickly. You didn't bake two pieces of bread right?"

"All the seats are prepared! If you don't believe me, come out and see! " Wen Liang carried his bag and walked out.

"I'll do my best." He smiled at Wen Liang.

Only then did Wen Liang relax and open the door, leaving the apartment.

Su Xiaomi didn't believe it! After washing his mouth, she wiped his mouth and walked out.

However, when she reached the living room, Wen Liang had already left. What replaced it was Wei Junliu who was busy working in the kitchen.

Su Xiaomi was wearing a milky-white silk nightgown and suspenders …

Since the heat was on in the room, she wore only a thin sweater over her face.

When he saw Wei Junliu standing in the kitchen, he was completely shocked.

"Wei Wei... "Guards …" After guarding for a long time, he finally forced out a sentence, "Why are you here?"

Wei Ying Di did not have the time to answer Su Xiaomi's question.

Su Xiaomi suddenly became enlightened, she turned her head and looked at the door lock, after confirming the lock was intact, she pointed at the door and asked Wei Junliu: "How did you get my key?"

"My mom gave it to me." He brought her favorite breakfast and set it on the table.