Jiang Yimian didn't think so much, but asked Liang Qiu to help her take a bunch of flowers when she visited Drew and work together. She had to leave the scene that should be gone.

"Master, I'll go back first."

"Together."

Liang Qiu put the remaining melon seeds into his pocket and walked out with her arm.

Jiang Yimian: “…”

How many times did she want to react to him? This position is usually the look of a junior high school girl when she "makes a urination"?

When she noticed the shopping bags slung on her other arm, Liang Qiu couldn't help but glanced inside, and the gossip factors on her body became active, "Who did you buy men's clothes?"

"It's not for you anyway." Jiang Yimian replied with a slight smile.

"Tsk!" Liang Qiu frowned.

It won't...

Did you buy it for that brat in the Lin family?

Jiang Yimian didn't know the complicated thoughts of his master, so he said goodbye to him at the subway station and took the subway home.

When she left the station, she saw Ashley's case being reported on the big screen.

The announcement that she was the murderer was made and the case she committed was to reduce the panic among citizens. The police did not explicitly mention the cause of her death, but instead said it.

Because once you say it in detail, it is very likely to cause new panic.

After returning home with great worries, Jiang Yimian took out a black leather diary from under the coffee table, and the cover was printed with a golden skull, which was very thick. There was a water-based pen on it, and the pen cap was also a skull, but this skull was very cute and not scary at all.

She pressed the ballpoint pen on her head and opened the book.

【June 27, 2017; Weather: Sunny】

[Serial murder case: Electra complex]

Jiang Yimian's handwriting is really not good-looking, at most it is neat.

It is said that the words are like the person, but this is a good thing. Each of her characters is round and has its own "art word" effect, which is very full and cute.

Writing a diary has always been a habit of Jiang Yimian. She will not write down all the details of the case or the anatomy process in a long way, but will only write down the point that touched her the most in the case.

Just like this time, she felt that Ashley's case was "tailored" for the word "Erektra Complex".

Not every girl has an Oedipus complex, nor does every girl commit unforgivable sins because of the Oedipus complex. The problem lies in the influence of her own mind and environment.

Ashley's tragedy was not caused by her alone, and it was caused by Mrs. Gavin.

While giving a person's life, if all it brings is neglect and indifference, then this conferment itself is a dereliction of duty.

Close the notebook, Jiang Yimian slowly sighed.

She lowered her head slightly, closed her eyes and remained silent for a while, as if she was silent, and then carefully put away her notebook and picked up the novel beside her to read. She called this behavior "retreatment". During this period, she could not go to the bathroom without eating or drinking, and sometimes she would not even change her posture. Unless she was forced to interrupt the middle, she rarely stopped on her own.

So, when Miss Jiang finally got ashore from the ocean of knowledge, it was already dark.

After scanning the wall clock on the wall, she thought that Feng Beiting should go home from get off work, so she opened the door with her shopping bag and walked out. This time she remembered to bring the key.

As soon as I left the door, I heard the elevator ding, and a woman walked out of it.

To be precise, he is a great beauty.

Long hair is fluttering, clear and cold, and is not as good as the world's fireworks.

Jiang Yimian thought of someone at first glance - Xiaolongnu.

She even felt that this girl usually eats wind, drinks cigarettes, and feeds them with dew.

Just as I was yy, the beautiful girl from the Oriental ringed the doorbell of Feng Beiting's house.

At that time, Miss Jiang had a thought in her mind: Sure enough, beautiful people were played with beautiful people.

When the door opened, Feng Beiting saw Jiang Yimian standing behind Su Fu for the first time.

"Is there something wrong?"

He turned sideways and signaled Su Fuxian to go in.

So Jiang Yimian understood that she was asking her.

Seeing Su Fu slightly turned his head and seemed to be sneaking at him, Jiang Yimian quickly carried the shopping bag behind him and shook his head guiltily, "No...got downstairs and threw away garbage..."

She gave him clothes in front of her girlfriend. She felt very bitchy no matter how she thought about this.

If it is not good if the couple quarrels, it is better to give it to them another day.

In order to make up for the lie, Jiang Yimian could only walk into the elevator hall with slippers embroidered with skulls.

Feng Beiting's voice came from behind, "Did you bring the key this time?"

"……Um."

Isn’t it that I don’t want to speak out for myself in such a familiar tone?

Jiang Yimian felt that he might kneel down to his girlfriend later.

And the fact is-

As soon as the door of Feng Beiting's family was closed, Su Fu knelt in the entrance hall with a "thump", with a standard posture as if he was worshipping.

"I'm sorry, the fourth young master." It was all her fault that Miss Jiang mistakenly thought she was the fourth young master's girlfriend.

Su Fu's voice was as cold and ethereal as she felt, like a clear spring dripping onto the beautiful jade.

Feng Beiting didn't look at her, but there was still a smile in his eyes, but the warmth that appeared in front of Jiang Yimian was gone, making people's scalp numb.

He walked straight to the sofa and sat down, silently taking the coffee handed over from the Prison Temple.

Caramel Macchiato.

His favorite drinks are the only coffee he knows.

But he doesn't like its taste, but likes the meaning behind this coffee - the sweet mark.

He hoped that his relationship with Mianmian would be like this cup of coffee, with the sweetness of caramel, the gentleness of milk foam, and the bitterness of espresso. He wanted to use his deep affection and his persistence to reverse the fact that she did not love him, even though she liked the bitterness that others brought him, which was difficult to neutralize.

This is Feng Beiting.

He likes something not because of the thing itself, but because it is related to Jiang Yimian.

for example--

He played Rubik's Cube because of her, watched "Bloodthirsty Forensic" because of her, and planted cherries because of her.

Even he himself is the same.

He had great interest in loving her, but he had no interest in loving himself.

The slightly drooping eyes fell on his hand holding the coffee cup, and the smile in Feng Beiting's eyes softened a little.

He knew she had a hand-loving sex, so he had always carefully cared for his hands, soaked in milk every day, applied various skin creams, and did regular hand care. He even rarely hit people now. He could basically kick them with his feet and didn't use his hands. He was so angry that he could kill the gun in the prison temple.

Speaking of a time when Feng Si Shao was making a hand mask again, Su Fu couldn't help but whisper to the Prison Temple, "You said that the Fourth Young Master is not touching the spring water now. What's the use of this hand besides letting him take the subway without being treated as a disabled person to give up his seat?"

Prison Temple was silent for a moment, and finally said quietly, "Watch."

For Ms. Jiang to watch.

Before Su Fu could finish his eyes, he heard the Prison Temple say again, "Also, the Fourth Young Master will not take the subway."

Su Fu: "..."

A little too rigorous.

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