Author: Ding Mo

After completing the discharge procedures, packing your luggage, it will be dark.

The three of them walked out of the sanatorium and Li Yunmo said, "Brother Chan, go to my place tonight, you sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa. I still have a lot of things to say to you over the years."

When he said this, Li Weiyi stood on the other side of Zhang Jingchan, and as if he hadn't heard it, he kicked the stone on the side of the road, and then kicked it again, shaking his body.

Zhang Jingchan's eyes stuck to her, and she pulled the corner of her mouth and replied: "No, someone has two beds at home."

When the three of them were chatting just now, they all mentioned their recent situations.

Li Yunmo was stunned for a moment before he realized how extra he was, but he was not angry at all. He laughed, patted Zhang Jingchan on the shoulder, and whispered in a self-righteous manner: "Brother Chan, be at ease."

Zhang Jingchan didn't say anything.

Li Weiyi: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Li Yunmo drove away happily. Li Weiyi led Zhang Jingchan to his car. He threw the duffel bag back and raised his eyebrows: "Can you drive?"

Li Weiyi raised his chin proudly: "Sit in the passenger seat, let you appreciate my driving skills."

Her driving skills are really good, and she drives steadily and fast. On the way, she couldn't help bragging: "When we travel back again, I will drive a Ferrari to bring you, so that you can enjoy the real treatment of a girlfriend."

Zhang Jingchan slapped his right hand on his knee twice and asked, "What is the treatment of that real boyfriend?"

Li Weiyi: "..."

She said in great sincerity: "I suggest you take a good rest. For eight years, you can't walk steadily. Don't think about everything and be too ambitious."

Zhang Jingchan smiled and said nothing.

40 minutes later, the two arrived downstairs of Li Weiyi's house.

After entering the door, Li Weiyi said, "I have never lived in such a small house, right? I don't have the ability to buy a big house, so I feel wronged by Mr. Zhang." She led him into the guest bedroom and put down her luggage. Zhang Jingchan looked around and said, "It turns out that I have lived in the 10-square-meter basement with my mother. I can also live with you? Doghouses."

Li Weiyi quickly glanced at the unfolded quilt on the bed of the master bedroom and said angrily: "Your home is the doghouse!" She quickly walked to the living room and hurriedly brought the door of the master bedroom. Zhang Jingchan smiled faintly and followed her.

Knowing that he loved drinking tea, Li Weiyi brewed a large jar for him. Zhang Jingchan, who has been noble for generations, has never drunk tea like this like this? But he picked up the big tea jar and drank it slowly.

Li Weiyi leaned over and asked, "Is this tea delicious? I took it from my dad."

Zhang Jingchan swallowed the astringent smell on the tip of his tongue and nodded: "Not bad."

Li Weiyi narrowed her eyes and smiled.

The night outside the window was rich, and the room was covered with white and soft lights. Zhang Jingchan bowed his back slightly and slowly drank tea. Li Weiyi leaned his head against the sofa, feeling that it was extremely quiet and peaceful at this moment.

After a while, he put down the teapot, leaned back, and turned his head to look at her.

Li Weiyi opened her big eyes, her eyes innocent and clear.

Zhang Jingchan gently put his left leg onto his right leg, held his knee with one hand, and placed his other hand on the armrest of the sofa above her head.

Li Weiyi's breathing was a little shortened.

But he didn't rush to hug her, but played with her long strand of hair with his fingers and asked, "Why did you grow long hair this time?"

"I want to try this and it looks good."

“Everything looks good.”

Li Weiyi held back the laughter, but remembered the serious business again, sighed, and said, "I wonder today whether we are making things worse and worse, this time even your mother and Uncle Li..."

Zhang Jingchan's hand slid from the end of her hair and pinched her face: "Don't think about it all the time. Before dawn, we naively thought that as long as my dad changed his mind, we could save Fuming. Now we have even caught three insiders, only one step away from catching the big ghost. And your sister is living happily now, Fuming's account is settled, and thousands of people don't have to be tired of Fuming. Everything is getting better and better. I think that if you travel through time again, you can turn the world around and the dust settles."

Li Weiyi nodded and sighed: "It's a pity that recorder! Even if we travel through it again, it's already September and that pen can't be found again."

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Jingchan said, "It was early in the morning of September 11th. At that time, my father and Uncle Li were still alive. The evidence in their hands was also there. Let them submit it to the police immediately to investigate the big ghost behind them. Aren't they going to set fire? Let Ding Chenmo wait for the rabbit and catch the current situation, and they can't escape."

A fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Li Weiyi was excited when she heard it and nodded vigorously: "I listen to you!"

He glanced at her, but the chill in his eyes instantly retracted, and his body leaned towards her again, only a few centimeters away from her face: "Everyone listens to me?"

Li Weiyi stood up and said, "By the way, vegetative, you haven't done your rehabilitation and health care today. The doctor specifically advised you to keep recovering for a while." She ran to his room, took out a fascia gun from her luggage, and threw it to him: "Hurry up, stimulate the muscles of the thighs and calfs."

Zhang Jingchan weighed the fascia gun in his hand, smiled, and didn't know what he was laughing at, and slowly began to massage his calf.

Li Weiyi found another thing for herself: "I'll find you clothes and towels, and take a shower when I get home."

When she found the clothes and came back, she saw Zhang Jingchan using the fascia gun in a mess, but her eyes were always hooked on her. Li Weiyi's face heated up and said, "Can you use the fascia gun?"

Zhang Jingchan threw the fascia gun: "No."

Li Weiyi looked at him suspiciously. He had never used it in this life, had he never used it in his previous life?

However, her body habits and sense of responsibility were very strong. She picked up the fascia gun, sat down beside him, and patted her legs to signal.

Zhang Jingchan raised his eyebrows and placed one leg on her legs.

Li Weiyi gave him a careful massage.

The room calmed down and she focused on his body. He stared at her.

After massaging the calf, Li Weiyi held the fascia gun very naturally and headed towards his thighs. Zhang Jingchan trembled slightly, and she patted his legs: "Don't move around."

After massaged like this for a while, Li Weiyi was working without distraction, but Zhang Jingchan's face turned red. He couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed her hand: "Okay!"

Li Weiyi raised her head, looked at his slightly gloomy face, and chuckled: "You can't stand it now? I have never washed and wiped any corners on you in the past eight years. Can you calm down?"

Even though she said so, her face gradually turned red. It was rare that she could make a comeback in front of Zhang Jingchan, and she became proud again inexplicably.

Seeing her tail rising again, Zhang Jingchan calmed for a moment, snatched the fascia gun that was doing evil in her hand, threw it aside, and said, "So what you said to Xu Yi is true."

Li Weiyi:??

He said lightly: "It seems that you have observed carefully and you are satisfied."

Li Weiyi:!!!!!!
Chapter completed!