What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

Subconsciously glanced at the blonde girl's facial features, Feng Xiaohe immediately felt a sense of intimacy, because her facial features were very similar to her own sister's, especially the pair of clear and enthusiastic eyes like puppies, which was the finishing touch.

But even though they had a good impression, the two of them just met once, and Feng Xiaohe didn't intend to continue to say unnecessary words to her.

"Sorry, excuse me first."

"Goodbye."

Feng Xiaohe's next goal is to meet the netizen Jiedao offline and ask about Gao Sijin's specific situation. She knows that she is weak and can't help, but going there is better than doing nothing Much stronger.

In fact, Feng Xiaohe also thought about it, could it be that Gao Sijin didn't want to work hard to write novels because she was attracted by Yu Qingxue?

Will impetuous materialism really make him stop writing?

He once said in the group that he would continue to write novels even if he won the 1000 million lottery. He also said that writing novels is not only for eating, but also to leave traces of his visits in the world.

Having said such beautiful words, Feng Xiaohe thinks that Xiao Ai will never betray her original intention.

Unless she really looked away.

In Feng Xiaohe's view, Xiao Ai must have been unable to update the novel because of force majeure.

Feng Xiaohe walked faster and faster, and the heels of her high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound on the ground.

She hopes that the netizen named Jiedao can give her an answer, or that the two of them can find the answer together. Even if the price of finding the answer may be dangerous, she must go looking for it.

Because Feng Xiaohe knew that perhaps in a parallel world, Gao Sijin was her most important husband.

Volume 3#Chapter [-] White Night Bookstore

There is such an alternative facade on Jinling Middle Road in Shanghai. The plaque painted with milky white paint is handwritten, which looks elegant and elegant. The words on the plaque are - Baiye Bookstore.

"Ugh."

The girl in the traditional British maid uniform sighed softly.

In today's era of Internet everywhere and fragmented reading, books have gradually faded out of people's vision, just as people forget to write and choose computers, and no one chooses espresso instead of making good coffee.

The times are progressing, but they are also losing something, just as "A Brief History of Mankind" said: On the whole, what humans know today far exceeds that of ancient humans.But on an individual level, ancient foragers were some of the most knowledgeable and skilled humans ever to exist.

In other words, while the times make human beings convenient, they are also gradually degrading.

Today in the 21st century, opening a bookstore in a city is doomed to lose money, but if there is no bookstore in a city, can the city still be called a city?

Therefore, the girl decided to open a bookstore here. Even if the bookstore is just a tombstone in modern society, she is determined to be the last gravekeeper.

She turned on the computer, and the chat history still remained at more than a month ago.

Jie said: Master, your book must be materialized in the future, and I will definitely put your book in the most conspicuous place in our bookstore.

Ai: Your kindness is appreciated, but I'm just a street writer...

Lament: ε=(?ο`*))) Alas.

Jie said: You can definitely do it, I believe in your potential.

Sorrow: Chirp me~~

Jie said: Shy.jpg.

This is the last chat record between the two.

The girl pushed the round glasses, she believed that the author she liked would not be easily eunuch.

He said that those novel characters are like his children, and he doesn't want to be an irresponsible parent.

Therefore, the girl thought that the author must have encountered something, so there was no way to update it.

It must be like this.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening on the clock.

All day today, except for the lazy cats, only seven customers came in the bookstore. Three of them turned around and left after entering. leave.

The girl does not always like to put the current bestsellers in a conspicuous place like other bookstores. She is completely in accordance with her own interests, and the books she likes are placed in the front, such as "Gone with the Wind", "White Night Journey", "To Kill a Books such as "Mockingbird" are usually placed at the top, and sometimes some collections of Pushkin's poems, Wilde's fairy tales, or biographies of famous historical figures are placed, and sometimes even some unheard of books will be listed on her list. bookshelf.

No one visits the White Night Bookstore all day long, but she is not alone. Many friends have appeared in her soul, some of them are poets, some are musicians, some are philosophers, and the girl communicates with them through books all night. It will also introduce more interesting souls to girls, and the flow is endless.

It can be said that the girl is the loneliest but also the least lonely gravekeeper.

"It's about to close."

With the ringing of nine o'clock, a girl in a maid outfit used a broom to sweep the dust off the ground, and then put the cleaning tools back in place one by one.

Even though these books may stay here for a lifetime, she still cherishes these books extremely.

At [-]:[-], she walked to the door of the bookstore and was about to close the shutter door.

But at the same time, a hurried figure was walking towards the bookstore, and she couldn't help being startled when she heard the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the floor.

She seemed to be running in her direction.

It was a mature and beautiful female secretary in an OL uniform.

"Are you robbery?"

The girl nodded. She just announced in the group today that she wanted an offline party, but unexpectedly, someone rushed over.

"I am Jie Dao."

"I am Fenghe."

The two of them acted like an underground party meeting.

After learning their respective identities, they were both surprised.

"I thought Jiedao you were a man, but when you were in the group, you seemed to be a very outgoing person..."

"I also thought you were a man. I saw that you always posted color pictures in the group, and I thought you were the kind of person with a head full of yellow..."

"Isn't it all to encourage Xiao Ai to write more Braille?"

"Anyway, come in and sit down."

"By the way, Jie Dao, what should you call you?"

"A brief analysis of the song."

"My name is Feng Xiaohe."

After reporting their names to each other, the two readers of the author group got acquainted in this way.

Follow Qu Qianyan into Baiye Bookstore, and you can immediately feel a strong smell of books. The decoration style here is biased towards retro style. Judging from Feng Xiaohe's personal aesthetics, Baiye Bookstore is even slightly better than Sisyphus in terms of appearance. The bookstore was the best, and the bookstore was extremely clean and spotless. There were dozens of lazy cats lying on the brown carpet in the distance, and they seemed to be sleeping.

"It's really a good bookstore," Feng Xiaohe looked around and said, "I'm too embarrassed to stop here."

"It doesn't matter. The floor is for people to walk on. If it's dirty, I can just wipe it clean."

"I want to ask about Xiao Ai, what happened that day?"

"Xiao Ai's fiancee, do you know? She posted a photo in the group two days ago. She said that she and the bishop will be together forever. In that photo are two pairs of hands interlocking fingers," Qu Qian The analysis expression was a little serious, "I suspect that the master has been kidnapped."

"By the way, what the hell is the master?"

"It's just a title, don't mind."

"Of course I would mind!"

"Actually, it doesn't have any special meaning. I just feel that sometimes, I will subconsciously regard him as the male protagonist in his novels, so as time goes by, I get used to calling him master. Besides, thanks to him, I have learned a lot of ways of being a maid." Qu Xiaoyan walked to the bookshelf beside him and brought out a book about maid etiquette, "Do you want to learn the code of conduct of a maid and become a maid?"

"I don't have to. I don't like maids very much."

Now when the maid is mentioned, Feng Xiaohe subconsciously thinks of the woman named Yu Qingxue.

She gave Feng Xiaohe 100 million and a decent job, but with the clearer dreams, Feng Xiaohe regretted the original decision more and more.

Money is really important, but sometimes money can't buy true love.

"Anyway, I hope you can talk to me more about Xiao Ai."

"Okay, would you like coffee or tea, or something else?"

Feng Xiaohe glanced at the menu and said:

"Bloody Mary."

"OK, just a second."

Qu Qianyan turned her back and went to prepare a drink.

Feng Xiaohe's eyes were on this bookstore, and she could see that Qu Qianyan was a complete literary girl, and she seemed to be a slightly serious girl who was not good at communicating.

I feel that if she would take off her glasses, she would probably be very cute.

Volume 4 #Chapter [-] I want to go home...

When Gao Sijin opened his eyes again, Gao Sijin found himself lying on a huge hanging curtain bed that can only be found in European court dramas. He could see the cherry pink translucent veil hanging slightly, creating a hazy atmosphere. Obscure sexual innuendo.

The sheets have been changed and washed, and you can faintly smell the quiet and elegant fragrance.

Gao Sijin was exhausted and felt like his body was a mass of paste lying on the bed. If there was a light shining on him now, he felt that he could even see the scene where the blood and lymph fluid were completely drained. Obviously the body is still alive, but there is an illusion that there is not even a drop of liquid in the whole body, as if the body is just an empty shell with nerves, bones and skin.

"my body……"

He tried to move his palms, and then there was a burst of soreness, and the bones made a rattling sound, as if screaming.

The person who caused all of this was the Yuexue Lixu who took him away from the city.

She, who was obviously elegant and calm, did so many rude and brutal things last night. Even now, Gao Sijin still has lingering fears about what happened that night. She smiled like a flower, and then covered Gao Sijin with soft cherry lips. Sijin's mouth was trying to call for help, and the two interlocked their fingers. No matter how hard Gao Sijin tried, she couldn't break free from her palm. Every inch of her skin was greedy, until Gao Sijin's last trace of will to resist completely disappeared. .

"I'm so tired..."

Gao Sijin tried to move her limbs, but Gao Sijin realized that her limbs had already been tied up with ropes, and she didn't even have a piece of clothing on her body.

He tried his best to twist his body, trying to break free from the rope that was tightly binding him, but it turned out that it was of no avail at all. On the contrary, the more he broke free, the tighter the rope felt.

In an unfamiliar environment, Gao Sijin felt so helpless and insignificant. He thought he had never done anything harmful to the world since he was a child. Why should God punish him like this?

At this time, Gao Sijin heard light footsteps.

Step by step, getting closer.

Gao Sijin shrank subconsciously, he really didn't want to suffer from that day's torture anymore, and he didn't want to be humiliated by her writing the word "positive" on his thigh.

He wanted to escape, otherwise, with Yuexue Lixu's inhuman oppression, he might become a mummy sooner or later...

Yuexue Lixu appeared in Gao Sijin's vision. Today she didn't wear the black kimono, but a JK uniform. The black knee-length stockings on her legs and the absolute field between the skirt are extremely attractive. Full of youthful vigor and vitality, she brushed her hair and licked the corners of her lips with her pink tongue, as if admiring the prey she had just caught.

"You, don't come here! I warn you, if you dare to come here again, I will..."

"What do you do? Let's hear it?"

Yuexue Lixu approached Gao Sijin with a playful smirk.

"I call someone!"

"Call for someone?" Yuexue Lixu smiled sweetly like honey, "Here, you can't call anyone, and your cry for help has no meaning other than adding a little bit of fun to me."

"Then I'll bite my tongue and kill myself!"

"Gao Jun is joking again. As far as I know, Gao Jun is a person who is afraid of pain. How could he bite his tongue and kill himself?"

"I beg you to forgive me..."

"Then you have to satisfy me." Yuexue Lixu spread her slender legs and sat astride Gao Sijin's body, "You should know what I mean by satisfaction."

"Stop torturing me..."

"How can this be torture? What I did was clearly to make Gao Jun more comfortable." Immediately afterwards, Yuexue Lixu took out a silver collar from his pocket, "Gao Jun, do you know? I feel really remiss as a wife for not being able to give you this gift myself on your birthday, but now that you're finally back with me, I'm going to give you the gift I prepared for you that day Put it on."

Seeing the collar, Gao Sijin struggled hard, trying to shake off Yuexue Lixu who was sitting on her body.

But the rope was tied too tightly, and everything Gao Sijin did was useless.

"You're really disobedient, come on, I'll put it on for you now, don't move around."

Yuexue Lixu's slender white palm pressed Gao Sijin's neck, and forcibly put on a silver collar for her. During the whole process, Gao Sijin was powerless to resist this girl who was four years younger than herself.

She is obviously just a female high school student...

Gao Sijin stared at her, but in exchange for her sweet kisses, everything from neck to lips fell.