Qiao Xue was silent for a while, and then asked Feng Xi, "Can I?"
"It's ok, you can take a few breezes to the house to make a fuss, so that they can't be at peace. Also let them know that you are back, don't forget you."
"This..." Qiao Xue seemed a little afraid.
"I don't know if you have seen a very classic cartoon called "Dream World". There is a very classic line in it. Death is not terrible, but oblivion is. So the real thing in this world Death means that among the living, no one remembers you anymore."
After hearing this, Qiao Xue's eyes were red...
"Master Feng Xi, thank you."
"Thank you, while the wind is dark and the moon is high outside, go, go make a fuss, let them think of you."
After all, Fengxi was soft-hearted, and she pitied Qiao Xue everywhere, and asked her to take Qingfeng with her, and went back to Sijia Town overnight to make a fuss, punishing Qiao Xue's biological parents.
But these things are meaningless to Feng Xi.
The friend she cared about the most, the man she cared about the most, were...not by her side.
Late at night, in a luxury apartment in Jiangcheng
Hua Zhi was wearing apricot-colored home clothes, braided a small braid, and brought out a pot of soup from the kitchen like a girl.
"Comrade Wang, come, have some soup."
"Can I not drink?"
"Can't."
"But I've been drinking this soup for twelve days in a row, it's too greasy." Wang Junxian looked hopeless.
"Then I'm also doing it for your own good. If you don't try my experimental product, how will you know which one is successful?"
Hua Zhi has recently become obsessed with making soup, and there are seven or eight casserole pots at home for soup.
And I made the same soup for twelve days in a row—sauerkraut stick bone soup.
These days, it's either idle or light. Either the stick bone is undercooked, and there are bloodstains.
Either the sauerkraut has no sour taste at all, or there is too much chicken essence, and the taste is strange.
Wang Junxian also wanted to die, but he dared not stop drinking. After all, it was made by my aunt.
So, resisting the urge to vomit, he took a sip, and immediately praised, "It's delicious. Today's was a great success. It's so delicious."
Hua Zhi gave him a white look, "Nonsense, I just tried it myself in the back kitchen, and today's is a bit muddy."
Wang Junxian: ...
"Sister, since you have tasted it yourself, why do you torture me?"
"My soup is for you to drink, of course it must be evaluated by you personally."
"Well, your words are always so reasonable that I can't refute them."
Hua Zhi smiled and threw herself into Wang Junxian's arms to act like a baby.
Hua Zhi has completely quit the entertainment industry and returned to being an ordinary person, without feeling bored or regretful.
The Wang family also highly recognized Hua Zhi, whether it was the old lady or Wang Junxian's sister, they all felt that they were the most suitable.
Even if there were several breakups in the middle.
Wang Junxian only has Hua Zhi in his heart, and other women really don't even look at her.
The two have already obtained the certificate and have been living together.
Wang Junxian kissed Hua Zhi on the forehead, "Xiao Zhi, when will our wedding be held?"
"I'm not in a hurry for a woman, what are you guys in a hurry for?" Hua Zhi nestled on Wang Junxian's chest, acting sullenly.
"I'm afraid of wronging you. After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime event. In fact, I've always wanted to ask, is it because your father passed away less than three years ago that you postponed the wedding, or is it because your second sister has disappeared and there is no news?"
Wang Junxian felt that Hua Zhi didn't seem like someone who postponed the wedding for no reason.