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Song Nan nodded and Su Kui walked in gently.

The hall was messy, the servants were cleaning in silence, Su Kui pursed his lips, and Song Heng's condition seemed to be more serious than expected.

She just bumped into something like this, is it a coincidence, or does it happen frequently?

"You also, you are ..."

A middle-aged man in his early forties came over. He was dressed very smartly, in a simple tunic suit, and had a good eyebrow and good eyes. Su Kui estimated that his job here should be similar to a housekeeper.

Su Kui bent his eyebrows and showed a light smile on the corner of his lips. "Hello, I am a psychologist invited by Mr. Song. Let's take a look at Master Song Xiao. I don't know. Is he here?"

"Ah, like this," the butler looked at the door, and really saw Song Nan in the courtyard waving at him, and he nodded, and then he believed, "Yes, but the young master has just caught fire, Miss, you better be careful some."

Su Kui shook his head, "It doesn't matter."

The steward showed her the way and said: "You go upstairs and turn left to the room at the far corner, which is the young master's. What do you call me?"

"Ok, thanks."

After all, she went upstairs in a mess.

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The room was dim and unlocked, revealing a small gap.

She pushed gently and opened without any effort. She stood at the door and did not walk in.

At the corner of the wall, a young man was squatting. His bare feet, pale and thin feet, seemed to be scratched by glass fragments. His hair was a bit long, wearing a white shirt and black pants, and in an extremely insecure posture, he wrapped his hands around his knees and buried his head on his knees.

There was a sour and unspeakable feeling in my heart. Su Kui's fingers were curled up, and his eyes were slightly hot.

She widened her eyes vigorously and looked up.

Before seeing her, she thought that Song Nan would be her lover, and indeed the appearance and appearance are very consistent. But after so many reincarnations together, Su Kui has reached it. As long as he is close, he can easily rely on a figure and a little scent to distinguish whether it is the point of that person.

Just now, the kind of feeling carved into the depths of the soul appeared again.

She took a deep breath. In this life, she was eight years older than him, and her lover has never been a life, so miserable.

Adjusting the state, she knocked lightly on the door, "Hello, can I come in?" She asked as softly as possible.

Song Heng felt that his brain was completely out of his control. He seemed to walk in a chaotic darkness, and he could not see anything sinking around. He curled up his body desperately, and the darkness, like life, just refused to let him go. When he ran, they chased, tore his clothes, his heart, he felt his head about to explode!

Suddenly, a gentle ripple, as if a drop of water, fell into the ink, splashing a small wave.

"Are you called Song Heng?"

The voice went on again. He frowned, turning his head a little anxiously, conditioned to open his eyes, to see who the master of the voice was.

"My name is Mu Xinci, I want to be your friend, is it okay?"

Finally opened, Song Heng slowly raised his eyes, his lips were pale and almost bloodless, and his delicate face was pitiful, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes should have been casual and casual.