The School of Education and Research is usually an internship group composed of seventeen students led by teachers, and Bian Lingxi is no exception. However, eleven of the 17 students she led were assigned to the Affiliated Middle School of Dikyong University, and the rest applied for independent internships.

So every day, in addition to counting the students of the affiliated high school, she also needs to regularly check emails from independent interns and grade them based on the internship situation they reported.

It was another weekend. Bian Lingxi spent an hour and a half hungry time reading the internship weekly diary of all the independent intern students, and answered the questions they mentioned in the email one by one. After everything was done, it was already half past eleven.

"Sister, you finally came out of seclusion. I thought we were going to wait until the end of time and the land collapsed." Bentham sat in the middle of the sofa holding a doll bear, leaning his head slightly on Orange's left shoulder, and looked at her with a resentful look, "Sister, I'm almost starving to death."

"Okay, your sister has been working all morning, can you say a few words?" Meng Fan came out to stop Bentham from going crazy at any time.

He turned his head and persuaded Bian Lingxi, "Xixi, brother knows you like work, but he'll have a good rest on the weekend. Look at your face, you're pale. I really don't know how Yan Shu has a nightmare to take care of you?"

"Brother, what's wrong with Mr. Guan Yan? I'm an adult and I can't take good care of myself." Bian Lingxi was a little amused.

"You, you are just a little girl. I don't know how to act coquettishly for your man and ask him to take less notices. Wouldn't you take care of you?"

"Brother, he is an artist in your company. Don't you want him to create some economic benefits for you?"

Meng Fan: "Don't worry, I have many artists under my belt, and I don't want him to be alone. Compared with my sister, money must be important."

"I know my brother hurts..." Bian Lingxi was about to be moved, and suddenly realized, "Meng Fan, you are indeed a smell of money, and the nature of the capitalist is undoubtedly exposed."

Bian Lingxi was anxious, with a look of shock, and gave him a look, "According to the rhythm of your mouth running the train, my sister-in-law still doesn't know when it will be settled?"

Bentham smiled and said, "Hehe, sister, you forgot that your sister-in-law is next to me?"

"Oh~" Bian Lingxi was cunning and anxious. The sisters had a heart of each other. They pretended to be very innocent and leaned against Bentham's ear and asked, "Where is our brother chasing me?"

"Bian Lingxi!" Meng Fan was so angry that he jumped.

What if I haven’t chased you? I don’t know what it means to be sincere, but to be able to open up metal and stone?

"Oh, brother, we sisters are talking too loudly. I'm sorry, we've uncovered your scars." Bian Lingxi and Bentchen sat hand in hand, and Meng Fan sat opposite them, trying to do something big, and reasonably told himself that these two people could not afford to offend. Judging from the demonic nature of their family's spoiling daughter, his eldest son will never lose.

Looking at the heroine who was being joked, she was still smiling beside her and couldn't help but laugh. The crayfish couldn't stop her from laughing at her. Finally, Meng Fan couldn't help but get up and stopped eating. She pulled Chen Chengcheng out of the 22nd floor.

"Oh, my sister-in-law's crayfish have not been eaten. What should I do? My brother won't want my future sister-in-law to starve to death. He will find another one?" Bentham looked at the figure disappearing by the door and deliberately increased the volume, so he wanted the man who had not yet walked away to hear it.

"Qinqin, don't worry, our brother can only find oranges with his emotional intelligence."

"That's right, it seems that Orange didn't agree."

After all, brothers are in a fight, and it is still the future brother-in-law. Yan Shu finally came out to stop the two sisters. He coughed and suppressed his smile, "It's almost enough."

In order to celebrate the removal of the plaster on the Lingxi leg, Yan Shu walked and cooked a lot of dishes. Fang Sihan had never said a word since he entered the door. Even when they joked about Meng Fan, he just silently peeled the crayfish shells next to him, put them in another clean bowl. His eyes were dull and his expression was calm, as if he was a banished immortal from the sky, without anyone's company.

The best enjoyment is to eat hot pot in the cold winter. My body is warm all over the place. Bian Lingxi calculated carefully and found that she had eaten a lot of medicinal hot pot in the past half month after the calf was injured.

However, it is still necessary to admit that the medicinal hotpot under Zhou's Group not only has good nourishing effects, but also has a unique taste. Bian Lingxi couldn't stand his greed and ate a lot.

The result of greed caused her to gain two pounds when she weighed her weight before going to bed.

"Oh my God! Sure enough, a greedy woman doesn't have a good figure. I'm going to lose weight from tomorrow, otherwise I won't be able to wear a good-looking cheongsam next spring."

As the night became deeper, Bian Lingxi had already crawled into the warm bed. Perhaps she saw something strange in her dream, she always murmured with two words: "cheongsam."

Yan Shu had just called back after a work call and was about to check if the little woman had covered her quilt so that she would not catch a cold. As soon as she entered the door, she heard her cheongsam muttering in her mouth.

"Little guy, just wearing cheongsam like this? Then wouldn't we make an ancient wedding when we get married? " Yan Shu asked seriously, but unfortunately the little woman slept very hard and didn't hear him at all.

"Good night rhino!"

The eyes were all covered with snow-white white. Everyone next to her was like passers-by, and no one could see her. Bian Lingxi wandered in the snow-white world like a lonely ghost, with blood-born women inside, and there was a man full of tears at the door of the operating room. Groups of doctors and nurses in white coats were in and out, and the plasma was sent one bag after another. The operation lights were on and finally turned off. There was no light in the man's eyes, like a puppet.

"Jingjing, don't leave me~" The man seemed to be praying to heaven. Bian Lingxi's soul traveled to the woman, and suddenly opened her eyes, but she couldn't remember who the man was around her. She tried her best to open her eyes, but the man's face was still blurred, but before fainting, a name echoed in her ears - and Jingjing.

Her mother, and Jingjing.

So she came to the night when her mother and father separated?

Is this soul traveling??

Bian Lingxi looked at the newborn child next to her, probably her. Her small body and the woman hit her with a hint of gentle eyes in the chaos.

The picture suddenly changed. The man just now had already changed into black clothes and black pants, holding a little baby in his arms. He knelt devoutly in front of a tombstone, saying nothing, but just looked quietly. Bian Lingxi also looked like this along his gaze. Wherever he looked, there was a photo of her mother.

Later, the photos scattered into small pieces of unknown substance. Gradually, the whole body was covered with dust and yellow sand. She was suddenly trapped into a black space, calling Tiantian, calling Tiantian, and calling Tiandi. No one came to save her, she could only grow old there, silently...

"No, no...ah..."

"Xibao, wake up, wake up." Yan Shuai heard the sound outside and ran in quickly. By then, she was already sweating profusely.
Chapter completed!