Seeing that God has changed a lot from before, Long Mei felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart. God used to be so high-spirited and domineering, but now he would rather live a peaceful life.
Long Mei has paid attention to God's situation over the years and knows that the last incident had a greater impact on God, which is why God has changed so much.
Long Mei looked at Shen and said with concern: "Brother Shao Yu, some things should be put down or put down. My sister-in-law and Brother Shao Long are gone. We are also very sad, but you have to cheer up too."
God was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and thought of that scene that he would never forget.
"Shaolong! Tianqi!"
God looked desperately at the bruised man and woman whose heads were cut off, and the blood even splashed on his body, and the whole sky seemed to darken!
These were his two closest relatives, one was his fiancée, and the other was his brother... He just watched helplessly as they died in front of him, with their heads missing!
God yelled crazily, and suddenly the sky was filled with dark clouds, and there was lightning and thunder...
"Brother Shaoyu..." Looking at Shen who was lost in thought, Long Mei knew that Shen's memories were brought back again.
After coming back to his senses, his eyes were a little red, he sniffed, and said with a forced smile: "Girl, go back and tell my old man that I don't want to go back yet. Shaolong and Tianqi have always been with me."
As he spoke, the god touched a ring in his hand. There was a jade stone on the ring. Inside the jade stone were the ashes of Shaolong and Tianqi.
Long Mei knew God's current mood, so she squeezed out a smile and said, "Don't worry, be careful. I'll leave first."
The god smiled and nodded, and Long Mei turned and left.
God returned to the house, but he was still a little distraught. Seeing God like this, Zhou Qing asked doubtfully: "God, what's wrong with you?"
The god smiled lightly and said: "It's okay!"
Zhou Qing was dubious and said, "I have classes this afternoon, so just stay at home alone."
"I will go with you." God said.
Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "Well, you are quite bored here anyway, so just go to class with me."
In the afternoon, after the two had dinner, Zhou Qing took Shen to school. As soon as they entered the school gate, many people greeted Zhou Qing, and many looked at Shen strangely.
Shen didn't pay much attention to it, he just felt that Zhou Qing had good interpersonal relationships. People greeted her wherever she went, and most of them were boys. More importantly, Shen noticed a hint of jealousy in the eyes of those boys.
In a special ward of Shanghai First People's Hospital, Sima An lay lifeless on the hospital bed. When he knew that he was no longer a complete man, he almost shuddered, and he still has no life at all until now.
Although he is so calm on the surface, Sima An's mind is full of anger. He wants revenge. He wants to cripple his body with his own hands, and then slowly tortures it so that God can experience what it is like to be unable to be a man. He also wants to let
Zhou Qing suffered all the humiliation and became a veritable knight of ten thousand people.
Sitting next to the hospital bed is a middle-aged woman with a gorgeous dress and a haggard face. Although she is over forty, her figure is still well maintained. She is not at all inferior to a woman of many years old. She is Sima An's mother.
Liu Yun.
Sitting next to Liu Yun was Sima An's father, Sima Yun. Sima Yun sat beside the hospital bed with a gloomy face. Seeing his only son become like this, he felt more anxious and hated than anyone else.
But right now, the Sima family is being investigated, so he can only endure it now and does not dare to use his power to take revenge. This is what worries him the most right now.
At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out of the ward. The man in the middle was holding a gift in his hand. He saw Sima An, a useless man lying on the bed, and Sima Yun with a troubled face. He was slightly happy in his heart, but his face
But it didn't show up.
Sima Yun spotted the middle-aged man and frowned. Did he know who was coming? This was Liu Yunhe, the leader of the Xianhe Gang, the second largest gang in Shanghai. Everyone on the road called him King Crane.
Although Sima Yun didn't have much dealings with Liu Yunhe, he knew Liu Yunhe quite well. Liu Yunhe acted decisively and viciously, never giving his opponents any chance, and he took advantage of both black and white. This man was very good at strategizing and could be called insidious.
Too much.
Now that Liu Yunhe came to the door himself, Sima Yun still understood how much he knew. Liu Yunhe knew that Sima Yun was anxious now, so he asked with concern: "Director Sima, is Mr. Ling feeling better?"
Sima Yun was already annoyed enough now, so he said in a cold tone: "Liu Yunhe, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly."
Liu Yunhe understood Sima Yun's current mood and didn't mind. He said regretfully: "No one wants to see something like this happen. However, seeing Director Sima so troubled, I also want to help Director Sima solve his problems."
When Sima Yun heard this, he suddenly paid attention and understood the meaning of Liu Yunhe's words. He softened his tone and said, "What can Brother Liu do?"
When Liu Yunhe saw Sima Yun's change of tone, he understood in his heart and said: "Liu is willing to contribute to Mr. Sima's matter."
Although Liu Yunhe didn't explain it, Sima Yun already knew it, but he was also shocked by Liu Yunhe's intelligence ability.
When Sima An, who was lying on the bed, heard Liu Yunhe's words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "I want to deal with that couple of bitches with my own hands!"
Liu Yunhe said quickly: "Don't worry, Mr. Sima, Liu will do his best to help you avenge this matter!"
Sima Yun knew that there would be no pie in the sky, and Liu Yunhe must have some purpose for taking the initiative to help him. But at this time, he didn't care anymore. As long as he could take revenge and eliminate his hatred, everything would be easy.
In the classroom of the Chinese Department of Shanghai Jiao Tong University, Shen Zheng and Zhou Qing were sitting together in class. Many students would look at this uninvited guest curiously, and then look away with some jealousy.
Shen Wei smiled and said: "Xiao Qing, I didn't expect you to have so many fans."
Zhou Qing smiled proudly: "Of course, aren't you a fan of mine?"
God smiled faintly and said, "Yes, of course."
Zhou Qing laughed happily. Some male classmates felt a little bitter when they saw this. Many of them had been secretly in love with Zhou Qing for three years, and some had been chasing Zhou Qing for a long time. Although Sima An appeared in the middle, they still could not stop their love for Zhou Qing.
Admiration.
Now, Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, and he was so handsome and manly. If it were them, they would probably choose God. This is a fact that is understandable.
The god smiled faintly, looked at the ring in his hand, touched it, and sighed in his heart: "Tianqi, is she the angel you sent to me to live a new life? If so, I will live well and live my own life.
Life, please bless me in heaven."
Zhou Qing saw Shen looking at the ring in a daze, and asked curiously: "Shen, what's wrong with you?"
He came back to his senses and smiled: "It's nothing..." He obviously didn't have any confidence in what he said.
Zhou Qing didn't pay attention. She looked at the ring in God's hand and said with a smile: "What a beautiful ring. Did you buy it?"
The god looked at the ring and was a little distracted, but he came back quickly and said with a smile: "No, but this ring is very important to me. Even if I die, I can't live without it."
Zhou Qing knew that God must be a person with stories. God sent God to her inexplicably, which meant that God must be the right person for her. Therefore, even if God has countless stories in his heart, they are all in the past.
Why do you need to know so much?
This is the wisdom of women. Giving enough space and enough trust to the person you like is the greatest contribution a woman can make to a man.