Chapter 243

What happened then?

This pair seems to be, otherwise there would be nothing wrong with Liang Yanran.

"It's sweet at the beginning. Our handsome Xue is still a kitchen god. He changes patterns to make delicious food every day. It's true that if you want to catch a person's heart, you must first catch her stomach. Xue an knows this well. A small love poem is expressed every day. Not to mention Xue an's literary talent. The tenderness and complexity of this love poem will move even the hardhearted fairy..."

Qingqing Zijin arranged the timeline very clearly. Fifteen years ago, Xue an met his first love. He was a pure straight man. He could write love poems, cook delicious food, be knowledgeable and good at talking. He turned into licking the dog and chasing it for a whole year. Later, the goddess disappeared and Xue an was depressed for a long time.

Two years later, the goddess came back. Xue an sent three exclamation marks to express her inner excitement. Then Xue an reduced the frequency of blogging and occasionally dried the delicious food for the goddess. According to several only photos, the background was in the hospital. It is inferred that the goddess was ill and hospitalized at that time, and Xue an has been taking care of her.

Six months later, Xue an suddenly sent three words - sorry.

It was deleted one minute after it was released, and all microblogs were cleared. Since then, Xue an has never posted microblogs again.

According to the manuscript found 12 years ago, when the goddess was hospitalized, Xue an pushed off all the announcement appointments and focused on taking care of the goddess. For this reason, she missed a big selling film, which made Zhou zhengru stand out, and Xue an missed the best opportunity for development.

Over the past 12 years, the stars have changed, and several spring and autumn, the new people in the entertainment industry have changed one crop after another. The fans in those years were busy graduating, getting married and having children. Xue an is still the same Xue an, but no one remembers what happened to him and his deliberate low-key.

People only have the impression of the youngest golden deer film emperor and Liang Yanran's boyfriend.

Qingqing Zijin's comments are also based on the microblog pictures and text reasoning deleted by Xue an that year. They are all subjective assumptions, but it can be seen that Xue an did have a white moonlight more than ten years ago. As for why they ended, except Xue an and the goddess herself, they are afraid to become an eternal secret.

After Qingqing Zijin finished, the whole network set off a discussion upsurge. They were all talking about who Xue an's white moonlight was. If she was still alive, it would be a sigh of relief, otherwise she might be dead now.

"It turned out to be true." Ye Zhen looked at the pictures and texts released by Qingqing Zijin and shed bitter tears.

People all over the world know that Xue an doesn't love her. It's sad that she is still deceiving herself and others.

How can we be relieved of cheating, betraying, killing, and hating?

But Xue an is missing. She goes to Xue an's house to find him. He has three properties in Jingzhou. However, Xue an is not at all.

"Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I must find you and avenge you myself."

"Ye Zhen." The mirror called her.

Ye Zhen looked back and saw Mingjing's gentle and compassionate face. Her anger and hatred had diminished a lot. She took a deep breath, smoothed her breath, walked over and said; "Thank you for helping me take revenge. Just a Liang Xiaohong is not enough for my life. I'm going to find Xue an and kill him myself“

"And then?" The mirror asked faintly.

Ye Zhen was stunned and reacted. Her face suddenly turned white.

Yes, she is not Liang Yanran, not Ye Zhen. She is Mingxin now. What hurts under impulse is Mingxin.

Ye Zhen lowered her head and said with a ashamed face, "I'm sorry, I'm too impulsive."

Mingjing enters the room. Ye Zhen follows her in and closes the door.

The mirror went to the French window and turned the Buddha beads, Light way: "in the Buddha's time, King Buddha Gaza thought repeatedly because he read twelve karma and thought that he should practice, so he passed the state affairs to the crown prince and went to become a monk. The Buddha knew that Buddha Gaza would pat Xie Zhen on the shoulder in Liu muxue because of karma:" seriously, it's a miracle if you can get in the exam. Be satisfied. "

Xie Zhen couldn't laugh or cry. She didn't know whether Liu muxue praised her or belittled her: "I thank you for your comfort."

"You're welcome."

Liu muxue glanced at the mirror sitting quietly beside her and raised her eyebrow: "how about we make a bet? We will both join the national team."

Mingjing didn't speak. Xie Zhen interrupted, "isn't it obvious? You still need to bet?"

Liu muxue hummed, "of course, I need it. Needless to say, Miss Ben's strength came out suddenly. Who knows if the blind cat caught the dead mouse?"

"You bet yourself." The mirror said.

"No, you must bet with me. If I win." Liu muxue's eyes were rolling, "just call me my sister."

What a chicken thief. I obviously want Mingjing to call her sister.

Mingjing ignored her. Liu muxue said with a smile, approached Mingjing and said, "you have a powerful sister, don't you? You should be glad that not everyone is lucky to be Miss Ben's sister."

Xie Zhen muttered that Mingjing had a good temper. If he had a bad temper, he turned his face on the spot.

Liu muxue's every word accurately stepped on other people's thunder points, which is also his ability.

Several people murmured here. The bronze medal winners who read their names took the stage to receive the award. For a moment, the whole auditorium was in a mess, so no one found a man coming in and sitting in an insignificant corner in the last row.

Two seats apart in the front row sat two women dressed delicately. One of the women with long wavy hair looked at the dignified young man on the stage and said, "ah Jiang, you are so lucky. It's hard to find such a good son-in-law with a lantern."

The woman raised her hand and lifted a strand of hair that slipped off the sideburns. The green jade bracelet reflected the slender white wrist, which looked particularly weak and boneless.

The nails are trimmed round and clean, coated with transparent nail polish, and the nails are like jade.

A woman's simple action of lifting her hair shows endless tenderness and is comfortable to her heart.

"Don't talk about me. Your brother Shen is also good." Women's voice is gentle, like peach blossom wine, which makes people unconsciously intoxicated.

Hearing this sound, the man in the back row narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him quietly.

Seems to be aware of the eyes behind her, and the woman looks slightly sideways.

At the next moment, the pupils shook sharply, and the inside was clearly filled with fear.