Chapter 393 Who is the girl in the photo?

  Wen Churan also evoked a smile, and suddenly had a sense of sight when an old friend met.

  "Long time no see...fake..."

  The woman seems to mind that she calls herself "You can call me Xia Qian."

  "What method did you use to get my soul over?"

  In fact, when he saw the counterfeit goods, Wen Churan already knew that not only his body, but also his soul had fallen into the hands of the pervert.

  As for what happened in this short day, she was really curious.

  A hint of surprise flashed through Xia Qian's eyes, because it was impossible for any normal person to ask such a question in this situation.

   Ke Wen Churan was as calm as this, without the slightest panic.

  She did not conceal anything, and replied very frankly, "There is someone who can dementia by your side, and naturally there is also by our side."

US?

  Wen Churan took advantage of the trend and asked, "Who do you mean by ‘us’?"

  Xia Qian put on an expression of you as silly as me.

   "Want to play with me? It's not that easy yet... You'd better not ask anything, just stay here first."

  She finished the warning and was about to turn around and leave.

  Wen Churan hurriedly stopped her, picked up the photo on the dressing table, and asked "Who is this?"

   Xia Qian glanced, her expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal. "You don't even know yourself?"

  Wen Churan smiled disdainfully, "Are you really stupid? I have never taken a photo like this before! Is this you?"

After hearing her words, Xia Qian also laughed, "Wen Churan, do you still say you are not stupid? I have been doing plastic surgery the way you are now a few years ago, how could it be the way you were when you were a teenager ?"

  She glanced at the photo, and slowly said, "That should be...when you were sixteen or seventeen, at that time...your high school?"

  Wen Churan knew that Xia Qian would not tell her more, so he simply stopped asking questions and put down the photos in his hands.

After Xia Qian left, she picked up the food on the bedside table and ate completely.

  Can’t starve to death now!

  Since the pervert managed to get her over, then she always had a chance to see him.

  She is most worried about Shengshimo.

   Knowing that she is gone, she must be crazy...

  After eating, I glanced at the electronic clock hanging on the wall. It was already eight o'clock in the evening.

  Wen Churan was lying on the bed, doing nothing. He took all the photos originally placed on the dressing table and observed them, hoping to find some clues through these photos.

  The girl in the photo is wearing an old long dress that has been washed away, standing under the bright sunshine, the corners of the skirt are blown by the breeze, and the ink hair is also fluttering in the wind.

  The smile on the camera, although slightly shy, is still brighter and more dazzling than the sun.

  This is indeed what she was when she was a teenager, without the slightest difference.

  Green and simple, eyes are clear, without the slightest impurities, smiling wantonly all the time, smiling as if it can melt all the ice in this world.

  This is her, but she does not remember that she ever took such a photo.

   Could it be that...I really missed a memory?

  Recalling when I was seventeen years old, I was struggling to marry Shengshimo, and I was immersed in studying hard just to be qualified to be side by side with him.

  Unconsciously, Wen Churan fell asleep.

  Between dreaming and waking, she felt that she had two hands touching her cheeks.

  The man's palm is cold, but his movements are very gentle.

  She opened her eyes so suddenly, she was completely awakened.

In the darkness, she seemed to see a slender figure standing by the bed.

  Wen Churan was taken aback by this weird situation, and reached out to turn on the light.

  　The update is complete~We will continue to make an appointment tomorrow~

  　　 good night~

  　　 What is it?

  　　 ask for a ticket~

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)