Love You To The Bones

At 8 p.m., the game starts on time.

Xiao Jingcheng, Shen Zichuan and Ji muyuan, who arrived at the last minute, were ready to warm up, and then went to the enclosed competition area to wait for the referee to whistle.

Fang Xiaoran stood not far away. Soon, a cold wind blew behind her.

The man she deeply buried in her heart, wearing a black knight suit, was handsome and expensive. She was familiar with her face, but she was very strange.

When passing by, he didn't give her a staring look.

After blinking his eyes filled with water vapor, Fang Xiaoran smiled sweetly at Xiao Jingcheng, who was smiling wantonly, walked up to him and said in a low voice, "remember, it doesn't matter if you don't find a chance. Your safety is the most important."

Xiao Jingcheng nodded, firmly grabbed her wrist, raised the corners of her lips, and smiled ecstatically. "Ranran, look at me. You can guarantee the successful completion of this task. Just wait here and answer my phone and listen to my command."

"I see. Be careful. You should be careful."

For some reason, Fang Xiaoran has been in a panic. She always feels that something bad is going to happen.

"I know."

Xiao Jingcheng casually waved to Fang Xiaoran, turned his head into the competition area, turned over and got on the horse, and looked eager to try.

Song Zijian saw that there were so many beautiful women on the scene. He was busy picking up girls everywhere. He didn't sign up for the equestrian race. Instead, he took over his job as a referee.

"One, two, three, start!"

Song Zijian whistled on time. Twenty or thirty horses, like sharp arrows, rushed to the terminal 30 kilometers away.

Strange to say, the light at night is not good. Most of the participants wear black suits, but Fang Xiaoran can see Shen Zichuan's vigorous and straight posture for the first time.

He rode a fierce black horse. His speed was as fast as the wind and rain. His charming facial features were still as calm and calm as taking a walk in court.

It's a well deserved King's style. It's probably like this.

Because of Shen Zichuan's indifferent attitude just now, Fang Xiaoran was restless and could not stabilize her mood. Her mental state was poor and she was obviously distracted.

Seeing Fang Xiaoran standing alone on the empty outer grass, song Zijian crowded over and shouted a few words. She was in a trance and quickly smiled politely in response to each other.

"Who are you looking at? Is it my brother Zichuan?"

Song Zijian happily studied the embarrassment and embarrassment on Fang Xiaoran's face. He handed her a bottle of water and unscrewed another bottle. After drinking the water, he narrowed his eyes and asked jokingly, "Fang Xiaoran, you have loved brother Zichuan for so many years. Can you really watch him marry Fang Yanrong? It's not uncomfortable and painful?"

Suddenly, song Zijian's question hit Fang Xiaoran's already riddled heart. Fang Xiaoran felt very embarrassed. More importantly, it was stinging.

She clenched her hands again and again, took a deep breath, stabilized her mood, and smiled calmly, "there's nothing painful. I've lived without him for six years.

President Song, Shen Zichuan and I have become a thing of the past. No matter who he marries in the future, it has nothing to do with me.

If you have a chance to meet in the future, I hope you don't make similar jokes again. Thank you. "

Although there was still some unspeakable pain in her heart, Fang Xiaoran's face was like wearing a perfect mask, and her expression was as calm as water.

Song Zijian didn't expect her words to be impeccable. After thinking about it, Shen Zichuan was still unwilling to marry Fang Yanrong home. Jun's face regained his serious expression and pondered slowly. "In fact, brother Zichuan still has your position in his heart, but he is that person. I don't know if you really understand his character. How to say it?

From small to large, he was not very interested in women's sex. He went out to drink in bars, and he never needed the service of any women in the party, or even kept those women within one meter of him.

As for you, you are the only woman who can get into his bed but still live well. You even became his recognized wife later.

I also know that he has done too many things to hurt you and made too many mistakes. It is difficult for you to completely forget those injuries and start with him again.

But now Brother Zichuan has lost his memory. His brain nerves may be crushed and burst by endless congestion at any time. He may fall down at any time

Fang Xiaoran, don't you want to forgive him until the day when he is dying? "

The brain nerve will burst at any time?

Shen Zichuan may die at any time?

Why did Xiao Jingcheng never tell her that?

Fang Xiaoran stared at Song Zijian with disbelief and surprise. "Is what you said true or false?"

Just now she saw that Shen Zichuan's mental state was normal, except that the cold on him was even more threatening.

Of course it's fake.

I lied to you, ex sister-in-law.

Song Zijian's heart was full of stomach Fei, but his face didn't show it at all. He forcibly pretended to have a melancholy and sad expression. "I said everything I should say. As for whether you still want to turn back, it's up to you. No matter what decision you finally make, I can understand and support."

With that, song Zijian sighed a few times, took back Fang Xiaoran's sight, turned around, smeared oil on his feet and quickly ran away.

Shit, acting is more tiring than fighting with hot girls for hundreds of rounds.

A diamond king like him who wants beauty, beauty, figure, ticket and ticket is still suitable to lie in the pile of beautiful women and enjoy warm and fragrant nephrite.

After telling a lie, song Zijian turned and ran, leaving Fang Xiaoran standing where she was. She was already flustered and became more agitated and anxious.

If what song Zijian said is true, what should she do?

Do you want to break her current peaceful life, intervene between Shen Zichuan and Fang Yanrong again, fall into the complex triangle love vortex again, and repeat the destruction, injury, pain and despair many years ago?

Her side is in a trance and thinking, and the other side of the game has entered the final sprint stage.

Dozens of horses galloped with their hoofs, raising bursts of dust.

Xiao Jingcheng went all out to bite behind Shen Zichuan.

Ji muyuan was chased by a young man who had not obeyed him. He vaguely felt that he had a bad headache and had no time to pay attention to others.

From the day when he learned that Shen Zichuan would compete, Xiao Jingcheng secretly drove to the grassland and carefully observed the terrain.

He knew that beyond this fertile grassland, there was a hillside with a large slope. The bushes were luxuriant and dense. It was normal to trip up horses' hoofs.

Seeing that Shen Zichuan had patted his horse and stepped into the hillside, Xiao Jingcheng whipped his white horse, followed by a pair of dark eyes constantly looking for opportunities to start.

That one person tall Bush is about to arrive. Three seconds, two seconds, one second, that's the moment.

Xiao Jingcheng quickly released a hand to touch a specific thing and threw it at Shen Zichuan. No, he threw it at the black horse Shen Zichuan was riding!