"Brother, I'm here to help you," L said seriously, "Before getting on the plane, I made a prediction for you. You will suffer a bloody disaster. If you don't decipher it before getting off the plane, it will cause disaster in Germany.
life."
"What kind of bloody disaster, what kind of disaster that affects lives..."
Miguel roared, and when he roared, he found that there were two lines of hot blood lying on the bridge of his nose...
"Well, it's cracked." L pointed to his nose, "Since you are Qingtian's future sister-in-law, Miss Yu, I will give it to you for free without charge."
MiG jumped up to retort——
L continued, "It's a small effort, so don't thank me. Go and clean it quickly, otherwise the blood will be long-lasting and it will have the opposite effect."
After that, he got off the plane in a hurry.
Completely the style of a charlatan.
The injured Xiaomi brother grabbed the door frame of the cabin and expressed his sorrow. He looked at the German starry sky and burst into tears -----
Thinking about it now, the daytime can be called the time of useless thin people. Is it really so happy and joyful...
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That night, Xiaoyu had nightmares one after another, and she slept extremely uneasily. When she suddenly opened her eyes, she saw the moonlight hanging outside, and it was already pitch black. Under the curtains, she could hardly see her fingers in the room, leaving her alone.
I sat up and touched my forehead. It turned out that I was so frightened by the nightmare that I broke out in a cold sweat...
Over the years, except for her three children, almost nothing could affect her to such a state of despair and panic. She never expected that the reason why she was so disturbed and unable to fall asleep was,
It's because of Nangong Tou...
I hope this dream will never come true.
After silently reciting it several times in his mind, Yan Xiaoyu got out of bed, looked around, put on his coat, and prepared to go to the living room to get iced water to drink——
Which, as soon as I opened the door, I saw that there were a few weak lights on the sofa in the living room. Under the light, the man was half-reclining on the sofa with his eyes closed and sleeping. Although he frowned, he did not conceal his natural and natural expression.
The good looks come from the nature of many people.
Nangong Tou, why are you sleeping here?
Beside him, scattered in twos and threes are regional investigation and review reports sent from various branches of Germany, including arms transaction details and production drawings from various parts of the Nangong family. They were placed on the table in front of the sofa.
The computer has not been turned off yet, and there is still light. It is obvious that Nangong Tou is too tired and has just fallen asleep. Maybe, he just closed his eyes for a few minutes...
With a slight sigh, Xiaoyu stepped lightly, walked up, and stood in front of the sofa. He didn't say anything, didn't talk, and didn't disturb any of his movements. He just stood there and looked at him quietly.
Hate?
To this face?
How much did you wish you could look at her face every day?
Don’t hate…
She clearly heard her heart saying this to herself.
Because it was so quiet at night and there was no sound everywhere, the voice in her heart was extremely clear and obvious.
Yes, I no longer hate it.
Although she said angry words to Nangong Tou over and over again when they met, she was the only one who knew in her heart... She actually couldn't hate this man.
Knowing that he always did it for himself, knowing that every time many years ago was a misunderstanding, and knowing that now he only wants to make amends with her...
However, she did not dare to look back.
Not sure either.
Not only because they missed each other year after year, not only because she used to be a black cat, she was just afraid...
I'm afraid that tonight's dream will really reappear after I make some choices.
That's not what she wants, and it's not what's best for him.
So, no matter what, her choice is to leave.
Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoyu turned around and was about to leave and go back to her room. However, just as she was about to move, the corner of her clothes moved and there was a pulling force. Before she could turn around, she felt a long arm around her waist.
, with a tug, she had fallen into his arms on the sofa...
She opened her mouth to rebuke, but when she opened her eyes, she saw that Nangong Tou still had her eyes closed and was sleeping peacefully.
But his arms were also holding her, hugging her very firmly.
This person... must have done it on purpose...
She muttered in her heart, raised her hands to struggle, but under the light, from a close distance, she could see the sleep and fatigue in his eyebrows more clearly.
Thinking of the hurt in his eyes at the moment when he left the Nangong Island Villa, thinking of the bit of his integrity and beauty that he retained in his room and residence... Xiaoyu put down his hand.
In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh again.
Forget it...just tonight.
Count it as guilt, as compensation, as well as, this embrace is really too comfortable and too greedy...
I hope you have a good sleep tonight.
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That night, she really didn't have any more nightmares.
Because no matter the thorns and dangers, or the dangerous voyage, even in her dreams, there are people who will stand in her way.
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Jian talked for a full three hours. Three hours, neither short nor long, was enough for her to beautifully embellish the deeds that happened five years ago through her excellent mellow skills——
"This is what happened." Jane looked at Ozawa, lowering her eyes with a hurt expression, "To be honest, Xiaoyu and I are siblings. Even though she is a black cat, I have not deliberately isolated or avoided her, but
...She is really cruel and cruel. I should be glad now that she didn't kill you, Ozawa, when she thought I was dead and took you away. Otherwise, I..."
Jane covered her face, looking like she couldn't speak anymore------
If you are a person who knows nothing, maybe you will be really moved by her words and words.
Because this woman, both in terms of the logic of making up stories and her acting talent, are so amazing.
She covered her face and sobbed. Tears really fell down, and the hideous scars moved up and down as she sobbed------
Ozawa pursed his lips slightly, but said nothing and showed no expression.
"Ozawa, don't you believe me?" When she didn't hear a response, Jane raised her head and asked, "Do you think I'm lying?"
As he spoke, he pointed to his body and face and said excitedly, "Look at the injuries on my body, kid. If I am lying, then maybe the person who is so seriously injured now is not me, but my twin sister.
Now, tell me with your conscience, has my sister been good to you in the past five years?"
Ozawa paused and didn't answer.
Jane continued, "She now has a total of three children. She was not pregnant when she left. You are now five and a half years old, so you can only be my child! She knows in her heart that you are my child, and you are my child.
Compared with children, you will definitely be treated differently, right? Apart from anything else, let me ask you, child, how many times has she hugged you in the past five years? How many times has she taken you to play alone? Maybe even
Tell me, apart from caring about those two children, has she ever really spoken to you?"
Jane's tone was a little indignant. After speaking, she clearly saw Ozawa's expression change, and the ten fingers that had been placed on the back of the chair also moved slightly and clenched.
She knew that her words had finally worked.
Well aware -----
Before the child was born and before the explosion, her younger sister always thought that Ozawa was the child of her and Nangong Tou's encounter on Mont Blanc. Little did they know that the encounter at that time was just a means to destroy the chip memory in Nangong Tou's brain...
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I would like to ask, which woman would accept the child that the man she loves had with another woman, raise it, and treat each other affectionately?
What's more, at that time, she thought she had been betrayed by the man she loved, and in her heart she hated the identity of the woman who gave birth to the child, and she wished she could kill him quickly?
Jane smiled, smiling in her heart-----
It is precisely because she understands, and it is precisely because she understands, that now she dares to ask questions without any worries.
I couldn't help but admire myself for having really played a good game back then.
Destroyed the black cat five years ago and paved the way for the child five years later.
ha-------
She is such a genius!
Ozawa still didn't speak, just tilted his head and looked at the floor in a daze.
Jane observed him, watched his expression change, waited for a long time, then chose the opportunity to walk over, approached him, patted his shoulder and said, "Good boy, I don't say this to make you feel uncomfortable, it's just some facts.
, we must make it clear to you, and we must also let you understand who is right.
, who is wrong, who was the one who deliberately planned it, and who is the victim. Mommy has been separated from you for five years. Do you know that I have been looking for you for these five years? Now, I finally found you, you
But you don’t recognize me... Do you know mommy... how painful it is in my heart?"
Jane's expression was dejected, her performance rich, her shoulders twitching and her tears streaming.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man standing behind took a handkerchief out of his coat pocket and handed it over...
Jian thanked her and wiped her tears with it. While wiping it, she said to Ozawa, "I know it's not easy for you to accept me right away, but you have to give me a chance to accept me... Promise me,
My child, stop resisting me so much...let Mommy take good care of you and make up for the guilt of the past five years, okay? Okay, Ozawa?"
She asked loudly, slowly approaching him.
But Ozawa suddenly jumped off the bench, walked a few steps forward, turned his back to her, cocked his head, and refused to answer.
The hands were fisted again and again, and fisted again and again.
Jane looked at his movements and seemed to have understood. She turned back and smiled at the confidant. There was a sense of confidence that could not be ignored in her smile.
"Would you like to have dinner with me and Brando?"
She asked softly, "Don't force yourself. If you really don't get used to it, Brando and I... will wait... until you..."