It’s actually not too unexpected for her. There have been many speculations and doubts before, but he didn’t admit that she didn’t think much about it. He just raised his finger and slowly groped for the red rope hanging around his neck with a ring. For a long time, his eyes were wet again.
"How do you know?"
"This is the ninth master’s business. Don’t you care, little girl?"
Care? Don’t care? Baoqi can’t say clearly.
At that time, she would have to find a cold owl to get things done. However, in this situation, people are no longer around, and a ring has become the sweetest thought. But how can any normal person care about that trivial constraint?
Looking at the cloudless Tianbao Qi took a deep breath with a wry smile, and the sound was shallow and heavy.
"Only nine you say this have what? Ring tracking crying is just a way for my second uncle to tell me about my heart. He keeps it from me because he knows my personality, and he monitors me because he loves me. For me, if he can still live, I would like to be monitored by him 24 hours a day and never leave his sight again. "
"Oh, what an affectionate confession. What kind of joy will he be if he hears it?"
Unexplained meaning rubbed his forehead Fang Weijiu looked at her with his head tilted, and after saying that, Bao Qi had turned and left, looking at her and couldn’t wait to leave him. He was nai and bitter.
He smiled and followed the car away. He lit a cigarette.
No matter how strong you are, you are a girl and you have to die.
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Back to the cold house, Bao Qi stuttered again and got a reply. There was no difference. She couldn’t find the reason. She was stung by a bee, and the fly sat on her ass. It didn’t smell or smell. After having the whole nightmare again, she got up and thought with her knees.
Is uncle really dead?
What, she just doesn’t think it’s so natural and reliable?
In the quiet night, she quietly connected all the things that happened in these days in series. After experiencing the painful memories of’ heartbreak and tears’ several times, she once again built a recognition in her heart-Lengxiao is definitely not dead.
Suspicion of this cause is like a poisonous snake once it grows up from its heart, living and entrenched in that place, and it can’t be suppressed no matter how hard it thinks or feels.
Lying in bed tossing and turning all night, she was troubled by this menacing sixth sense, and she was also very nai and strange.
There is no hard evidence to support her judgment and cognition, but there is only a kind of psychological feeling that comes from the subconscious mind … That feeling is reflected in the increasingly clear brain nerve endings and influences her thinking more and more.
If Lengxiao were still alive, where would he be?
Could he be facing any danger waiting for someone to save him?
In the dark night, her fingers kept twisting the bed, and when she was caught in the corner, she was restless for a moment.
Baoqi is an opinionated girl. Once her psychology is determined and she has no courage to come to the conclusion, she can get rid of this shackles in any way.
After another sleepless night, she woke up in the morning and stayed at the door of master leng’s bedroom.
"Dad Lengxiao, he … may not be dead."
The old man looked at her in a daze. "How do you say this?"
Meet him suddenly eagerly looking forward to treasure and pure consciously dropped my eyelids "this ….. is my own guess and judgment. My sixth sense has always been quite accurate. Dad, why don’t you send someone to look for him? ！”
"alas!" Cold master sighed.
Hide the heart sour treasure and pure try to make the tone calm "dad, what do you think? ！”
Wind the girl is getting thinner and colder, and the old master’s face has disappeared, and his haggard eyes have darkened again. "Xiaoqi, I think you should just put it at home and take a good rest with the children for a few days. You are too tired …"
Section 3
He didn’t really answer Baoqi, but the meaning in the words was obvious.
The old man thought she was too tired and hallucinated?
No! No! No!
Once again, I denied this magic weapon, rubbed my forehead and followed it back to my bedroom with cold eyes. She felt that she was not only not sick, but also more awake than ever. Cold owl must not be dead. He must be somewhere on the earth … Maybe he is waiting for others to find him and save him.
With this strange psychology, she dialed Fan Tie’s words ten minutes later.
"Hey …"
Fan Tie, there’s a heavy roar of a military helicopter over there, and the conversation is not very real.
Taking a sniff, Baoqi clenched her mobile phone and raised her voice. "Fan team, I don’t think Lengxiao is dead."
"Hey ~ July 7th, wait a minute!" Fan Tie and it was so noisy that he walked a little after ten seconds before calling her again. "I’m just preparing for July 7th. I’m going to perform it. You have to call later. I’ll leave you. Listen to me. I’m sorry for your loss … It’s over. Don’t think about it, okay? ！”
"Oh!" Still don’t believe it.
Cling to the phone treasure and pure heart say not to come out uncomfortable can’t help but ask a mouth "fan team you still have a few days to get married, what’s the hurry? Aren’t you planning a wedding at home? "
"The wedding is all arranged. I’m going to Scorpio Island temporarily."
Scorpio Island again?
Jiang Dazhi went to Scorpio Island, and now Fan Tie is going to Scorpio Island.
Could the cold owl be on Scorpio Island?
The last sentence was almost a conscious jump into her mind, which shocked her. But then again, Scorpio Island is indeed a special place that has not been included in the geographical map. If it is said that where Leng Xiao really is in the country can not be known by Leng Laoren … then Scorpio Island will be the most likely place.
She couldn’t find out why she had such a strange idea. Although it was a little fantasy, she still wanted to be so naive. So when Fan Tie was about to hang up, she stopped him. "Fan Team, can you take me to Scorpio Island? My horse is coming. "
"Are you going?" Fan Tie showed that he was taken aback and had no heart. "I’m going to perform July 7th, not to play. I know you’re in a bad mood now, so I’ll take you and Xiaojing to visit Scorpio Island when it’s over …"
Biting his lip, Baoqi went straight to the point to find out his tone. "Fan team, you accept … who assigned it?"
"July 7th ….." Fan Tienai groaned "What’s wrong with you today? This is confidential, you know. "
Confidential? ! In my heart, I sighed slightly, "Yes, I know all about Fan. I’m sorry. I wish you a pleasant journey and come back quickly to marry Xiaojing."
"Hey, I know, I’ll see you later, and if you have nothing to worry about, go around the quadrangle and watch my little wife for me."
Fan Tie hangs up with a smile, and the world is silent again.
Doesn’t anyone around me believe that Lengxiao isn’t dead except herself?
Holding her arms by the window for a while, she went upstairs groggy and finished breakfast before going to the nursery to see the children.