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Volume One Black Silk Goddess Chapter 252: Xia Wanyu¡¯s Letter

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    I was surprised, looked at the old fox and asked him: "Has it attracted the attention of the superiors?" The old fox rolled his eyes and said: "Don't think that Wanfutu is that simple. If Wanfutu dares to come to Shanghai to snatch food, it means that he is  You've left yourself a way out. If the old horse hadn't been tricked by someone else, you wouldn't have been able to beat him. " "Then you let me beat him," I teased the old fox again.  The old fox patted the table and pretended to be impatient and said: "Gungun, where can I go? I don't have an adopted son like you. It's really a disaster." I turned around and was about to leave, but I heard the old fox talking behind me.  I said: "There is wine for you outside. It was sent by others. You can take it. I don't drink that kind of low-quality wine." Hearing this news, I showed a simple and honest smile.  I know, there is drama.  I have truly boarded the old fox's boat. What exactly does the old fox want to give me? I don't have to worry, because his boat will definitely sail for a few more years. These few years have been a period of rapid development for me.  .  Our rich man Li Liufa from Pingdingshan really made his fortune around the 1990s. If you look at the famous leaders of Henan Province at that time, everything will become clear.  This is called relationship.  ¡­ The inferior wines mentioned by the old fox are actually Jiannanchun, Wuliangye, Maotai, and Xijiu.  The old fox only drinks a special kind of rice wine, which has no brand name and seems to be brewed by a private workshop, so when others give him wine, he lets me take it away.  This time was no exception, but before I left, I met Old Fox¡¯s secretary Zhang Mowen in the parking lot at the entrance!  He is the student who once called Hu Wenxiang an old fox in front of everyone, and now he is the old fox¡¯s top secret.  After Zhang Mowen saw me, he was not polite. Instead, he handed me a piece of paper and said expressionlessly: "This is what the old fox asked me to give you." After saying that, Zhang Mowen left,  I opened the note and looked at it, and there was a sentence written on it: "The eternal life of the body will never die, and longevity is the greatest calamity in the endless hell." When I saw this sentence, I was stunned.  I didn¡¯t understand the meaning of this sentence, but life is so convenient and fast these days. If you don¡¯t understand something, just search it on Baidu. Then I knew that this sentence comes from the Lotus Sutra, and this sentence was quoted in the movie "Infernal Affairs"  talk.  I was startled and shocked.  The old fox¡¯s hint definitely has a deep meaning, but I can¡¯t guess what this meaning is.  And I don¡¯t plan to ask the old fox, because I know the old fox won¡¯t tell.  But when I analyze it carefully, I understand.  This matter is not over yet. Wanfu Tu is dead, but some people are still alive.  For example, those people from the Lu family have been standing by and watching. This is not in line with the Lu family's style of conduct.  Logically speaking, even if they kill me, they will only lose some status at most.  The old fox will never fight with the Lu family because of me, but I have killed two young people from the Lu family, but they are still indifferent.  After thinking about this, I took a deep breath and felt a little overwhelmed.  I returned home and Sun Xiaoqing was lying on the sofa with her eyes closed.  Benben was sitting on the carpet nearby. When he saw me coming back, he pointed at Sun Xiaoqing and said: "Mama, Mama." I knew he had something to say, but he couldn't say it. I looked at Sun Xiaoqing's face and found that she  She was a little sick, but Sun Xiaoqing opened her eyes when she heard Benben's cry, and smiled when she saw me.  I hurried over and asked her: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Sun Xiaoqing shook her head, looking a little sick: "No, Ben Ben was so angry this afternoon." I cursed my brow, and Sun Xiaoqing told the story.  Me: "The little guy was running back and forth at home today. He didn't listen when I told him. As a result, I accidentally failed to keep up with his pace and fell." I was a little annoyed and glared at Benben, who said  He lowered his head, obviously knowing that he had done something wrong.  Sun Xiaoqing pulled me and said, "Okay, don't blame him, he already knows that he was wrong." I thought for a moment, then pulled Benben into the study, closed the door, and held him on the desk.  Make eye contact with him.  I asked him: "Benben, do you know who that woman is?" Benben scratched his head, his big clear eyes were full of confusion, he hesitated and said, "Mom." I pretended to be very curious about knowledge.  He nodded and said: "He is your mother, my wife, and he is the woman of both of us, so don't make her angry in the future. Let's protect her together, okay." Benben showed a happy smile  , said one: "No!" I asked him: "Then you make mom angry again?"What to do?  " Benben gave me an answer that made me collapse: "Sleep with you.  " Me: "" It turns out that sleeping with my father is punishment. I sighed, feeling a little disappointed. However, the child cannot be educated without education. I told him a lot of reasons before letting him go.  After that, Hao Ben obviously wouldn't make her mother angry anymore. However, Sun Xiaoqing didn't stifle Ben Ben's activeness. As long as Ben Ben was rolling around on the sofa and on the floor, she wouldn't stop her, but her mother told her to stop.  It must stop. This is the rule set by Sun Xiaoqing and Ben Ben. Ben Ben knows at a young age that these rules are set by my mother!  I also know that for my son, sleeping with me is a kind of punishment. But after thinking about it carefully, I also understand that Ben Ben definitely prefers soft big breasts to the hard embrace On the eve of the opening of the bar,  I received a letter from Australia. There were several photos in it. There was also a letter with blue sea and sky and the moonlight in the middle of the night. The content of the letter was as follows: On a quiet night, I wanted to give you the phone.  You typed. But I didn¡¯t want to speak. Thinking about it carefully, I didn¡¯t pick up a pen to write for a long time, so I went to the desk on the window sill, opened a piece of paper, and wrote this letter, because I didn¡¯t know how long it would be.  I haven't slept all day and night. I don't know why. I woke up at six o'clock in the morning. You know, the morning light was really beautiful.  SLR camera, so I took a photo. I want to send the photo to you later. No, I will send it back to you with this letter to share with you the beautiful scenery that belongs to me.  I sat on the beach and watched the sun for a day. When the moonlight crept up into the sky, I looked back at you. The feeling of missing you filled my mind throughout the night. I returned to my house on the beach.  , lying on the bed tossing and turning, I remembered the past, when you caressed me, you had a faint body odor. My thoughts swept over me like a lonely storm, and there happened to be a drizzle of rain outside the window, which was quite strange.  The charm of the sky dripping into the sky. I stared at the ceiling, looking back on the past, and suddenly realized that the only thing worth remembering was you. I spent the whole night in this extreme emptiness and loneliness.  When I got up, I found a tear streaming down the corner of my eye. You know, I am a strong woman. I have only lived alone for less than a year, but that inexplicable thing was indeed me.  I hugged the pillow and cried bitterly. I was so stupid and naive. All the strength I thought I had was shattered by my thoughts about you, and even disappeared. But I knew that I could not go back to see you. I sat in front of the window and looked at you.  The waves crashed against the rocks, and I sat there without sleep for another day.  When night falls again, I know I have to rest.  But my thoughts about you still only increase.  I have no choice but to write this longing into a long poem: The waves are beating against the rocks, touching each other, feeling your hot body.  The strong wind is raging against the big tree, and the fluids intersect with each other, touching your aggressive mouth and tongue.  The rain is dripping on the window. I am in love late at night. I hug each other and just want to spend this life with you.  I miss you, but I only have the melancholy and loneliness that drips from the sky to the sky.
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