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Fei Yuzhe narrowed his black eyes, glanced at her faintly, turned and walked in the direction of Jiang Junliang, "talk about it after tonight."

"Zhe Shao, where are you going?" assang saw Fei Yuzhe go, so he hurried to catch up.

LAN Jingyi saw that assang was gone. Although she wanted to be alone with "Jiang Junliang", she really couldn't do that. She had to straighten up and slowly chase assang, "assang, wait for me."

Naturally, she has to go through "Jiang Junliang". She is naturally a little excited, but in Fei Yuzhe's territory, even if there are thousands of words in her heart to tell him, she can't show any performance on such occasions. Who knows how many surveillance cameras are facing her and him on this yacht.

She walked very slowly, and "Jiang Junliang" stood in the same place. First Fei Yuzhe passed him, then assang, and finally LAN Jingyi. The two slowly passed by. She sniffed his breath, sighed with satisfaction, and hurried after assang.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing in such a hurry? I can't eat you, ha ha." the evil voice floated on the deck, which was the tone of "Jiang Junliang". LAN Jingyi turned back and glared at him, "get out."

"Well, I'll go and enjoy the moon and the sea. It's so beautiful. It's a waste for me to enjoy it alone, sister-in-law. Why don't you accompany me?"

"You think so." Lan Jingyi turns around and chases assan and Fei Yuzhe into the cabin.

It's like a small room. Although the place is small, it has all kinds of internal organs.

At this time, Fei Yuzhe, who just came in, had already sat in front of the bar in the corner. There were all kinds of wine on the bar. He took a transparent goblet, poured a glass of wine alone, and drank it slowly, as if he didn't know that the two behind him came in with him.

As he drank, assan sat in a chair from a distance and looked at him.

LAN Jingyi couldn't watch any more. He picked up the remote control on the small tea table and turned on the TV. Naturally, there was no TV signal on such a yacht. What he could play was some films.

Movies, TV dramas, and that kind of film.

She thought the crew on the yacht must have seen it, and Fei Yuzhe must not have seen it.

LAN Jingyi chose a literary film at random.

Kill time.

Otherwise, she can't watch Fei Yuzhe and assang spend time together. They are too wooden and boring.

"For half an hour, you can't see the end at the beginning, you can't see the beginning at the end, and you can't see the beginning in the middle. You don't know the beginning and end, so you'd better not see it." Fei Yuzhe, who was drinking wine, said faintly without looking back.

"But I think it's best to look at the middle. In this way, you can imagine the plot of the beginning and ending. Well, it's the most beautiful to have imagination space. Well, I'll look at the middle." looking at it by myself, she just watches it. Besides, this kind of literary and artistic film has always been women's favorite. Women like to watch that kind of prince princess love story, and she is no exception.

Fei Yuzhe didn't stop her and let her watch TV.

In a small space, there is only the sound of TV for a time.

The hero's.

The heroine's.

Crying and laughing, the voice is very rich, but also very empty.

LAN Jingyi was more and more calm when she looked at the literary film. There was the anesthetic gun in her pants pocket. If it hadn't reminded her that tonight would never be an ordinary night. She even felt that she was on the yacht to relax.

But the gun was so heavy that she couldn't ignore it at all.

Time goes by minute by second.

Half an hour is neither long nor short.

When three people in the room have different thoughts, half an hour is really too short.

In a trance, I walked half way.

Assan, who had been quiet and silent, stood up.

I wonder if she remembered LAN Jingyi's earnest instructions to her before. After a few steps, she came to Fei Yuzhe, pulled over a high chair, and uninvited took a high glass and poured a glass of red wine. "Bang" bumped the glass into Fei Yuzhe, "zhe Shao, I'll accompany you."

"Drink slowly. You can have a drink. This wine has enough stamina." Fei Yuzhe gently shook the goblet in his hand, and his eyes fell on the ripples, as if he were thinking, but the export words were only related to assang.

He asked assang to drink slowly, but assang couldn't control himself. He even poured two large glasses. People poured wine gracefully. Only one third of the bottom of the glass had liquid wine, but she couldn't pour it any more. She didn't stop until she spilled it. Then she came to the bottom as if she was drinking cold and white. It was really a forthright thing.

Tough.

Lanjing yizha's tongue. Only such a sang can have hope.

Sure enough, after drinking wine, people have the courage and dare to speak.

"Boo", she put down her goblet after the second drink, "zhe Shao, tell me, what's wrong with me? Why don't you even look at me more?" she was sad when the girl was pregnant with spring.

Fei Yuzhe gracefully put down his glass and smiled at the corners of his lips, but if his smile was not close, he couldn't find it at all. The mask covered his most sincere mood.

Xu was sarcastic, and Xu was dead of heart. He said faintly, "my face has long been disqualified from love. Assan, I don't want to trouble you. You've already had two drinks. Don't drink any more. Well, go to see the film with Miss LAN." the big hand grabbed the cup in assan's hand. Fei Yuzhe was overbearing. Assan was not allowed to drink, even wine.

LAN Jingyi listened to his voice, hoarse and deep. She thought of a special occasion.

When is it time to repay each other.

But if she said so, she would beg him to let Fei Hongyao go. It was her selfishness.

After thinking about it, she didn't say it, but this sentence is really too timely.

"Some people are happy even if she dies for you, Fei Yuzhe, do you understand? Don't give others sadness. That's not a good man. I don't know your previous story. I only know my own. In the past, my son was stolen by the hair girl of the lacrosse. I knew the truth. I hated her at that time and really wanted to kill her, but now, hehe, when I know she also has After having a child, everything is put down. Some people have some things. Maybe they don't have a clear head when they do it. It's just impulse. "After a pause, she added:" although some legal provisions are very rigid, they are all based. Killing people can only go to prison without paying for their lives, which means that not all murderers are damn. "

"Shut up." Lan Jingyi just tried to let Fei Yuzhe down, but these words obviously touched his scales. A wine glass flew into the TV in front of LAN Jingyi, but LAN Jingyi had no chance to move. He could only watch the glass break the TV broadcasting the movie.

Obviously, he was angry.

It seems that in his heart, Fei Hongyao is damned.

The TV is broken. LAN Jingyi can't watch it anymore.

Bored, he took out his anesthetic gun and played with it, "is uncle Mu still in muda?"

LAN Jingyi asked casually. He didn't expect Fei Yuzhe to answer her, but he didn't want to. He took another goblet, but it was assang's one. Whether she had drunk it or not, he poured a glass of brandy, took a sip, and said faintly, "No."

"Oh? Where is he?"

"If you do your job well, he will appear naturally. Don't worry. I promise you to do it. Your mother will see him. If it weren't for me, he would have died and died in Fei Hongyao's hands. In fact, you just need to hate him. He doesn't deserve to be your father."

"Oh, really?" Lan Jingyi smiled softly. "I just want to know why you killed me before?" after getting along these days, I don't know why, she felt that Fei Yuzhe didn't want to kill her, but he had shot her several times in Singapore and T city.

"Really want to know?" Fei Yuzhe slowly turned his head. The skeleton mask suddenly seeped in the dark space.

"Yes." you have to know how to die, don't you?

She is the protagonist of the victim.

"Well, everything will be completely solved tonight." Fei Yuzhe dried the wine in the cup, poured another cup, looked up and wanted to drink it. While assang stopped him, "zhe Shao, don't drink. The wine is too strong. You're not suitable to drink too much tonight."

Her soft voice made Fei Yuzhe wake up in a trance, "Oh, right." he held assang's hand holding his wine glass back and put it down slowly, "thank you."

The grip of this hand, this thank you, assang seemed to be possessed by something. He looked at him foolishly, "ah Zhe, I support you anyway." the small hand touched his big hand. The scar on his palm was so clear on the back of her hand. She was distressed, "you should be better to yourself."

"OK." with a deep look at assang, Fei Yuzhe has stood up, "let's go, go to the deck, we're almost there."

"OK, ah Zhe."

Ah Zhe.

Assan.

The two people called very naturally, and as if no one else took LAN Jingyi as absent, they went out of the cabin together. The picture made LAN Jingyi look silly.

Is that an illusion?

Fei Yuzhe felt it all at once?

Or did he feel for assan long ago, but he didn't want to show it because of his incomplete face?

LAN Jingyi really doesn't understand.

"Hey, wait for me." why did he kill her before he told her? She ran after her. In her hand was the anesthetic gun she had played with for a long time. The gun was still the one last night. There was no change in its weight, but it seemed different in her hand.

But she really can't tell what's different.

It's coming.

We're going to our destination tonight.

LAN Jingyi walked out through the open door. The yacht was already slowing down and was about to stop.

"Bang", she just flashed out, and the whole person bumped into a person, "ah", exclaimed. Subconsciously, she was going to hold something to stand firm, but her waist was tight. "Jiang Jun Liangliang" frivolously hugged her and said with a smile: "sister-in-law, are you throwing yourself into the arms?"