When Sheng Ling heard Ji Xiao Xiao's voice, she finally came to her senses. She stretched out her hand in a daze and took the tea cup from Ji Xiao Xiao's hand, but she didn't drink it. She just lowered her head slowly, pursed her lips and whispered: "nothing."
When Wen Momo saw Sheng Ling like this, she couldn't help but asked her cautiously, "Don't you like watching it? How about we go somewhere else to play?"
Wen Momo herself didn't have much feelings about going to the theater. If Sheng Ling wasn't happy, then she wouldn't watch it.
Ji Xiaoxiao also nodded and agreed: "Yeah, I don't like watching it anyway, so I just thought it was some kind of rare performance."
Seeing that they all said this, Sheng Ling said "yes" softly.
She didn't dare to say that when she saw this scene, she thought of that person...
She didn't dare to say that she used to sit in the first row of the teahouse stage in Xuecheng and watch the man on the stage sing an opera. He had also performed this scene before...
Sheng Ling thought she could keep the matter out of her own hands, but even if she just watched a scene involving him, Sheng Ling felt a dull pain in her heart.
Because of this, Sheng Ling had no intention of playing anymore. He just didn't want to dampen Wen Momo and Ji Xiao's interest, so he stayed with them until it was quite late. Sheng Ling said goodbye to them and returned to his own home. 's palace.
That night, Sheng Ling tossed and turned on the bed until midnight when she finally fell asleep, but she had a dream. In the dream, Li Yu only sang for her. He behaved like a gentle and jade-like young master. He He stirred her heart and made her happy everywhere. Finally, he walked in front of her, kissed her, and gently called her "little princess..." in her ear, with such a doting and caring tone...
Then, she was caught off guard by a sudden pain in her abdomen. It was Li Yu who stabbed her while smiling.
Sheng Ling woke up in shock and sat up from the bed. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She covered her face, slowly curled up and hugged her legs tightly, her little hands trembling slightly.
She murmured with her lips and teeth, but couldn't make an accurate sound.
He subconsciously covered his lower abdomen again and took a slow, uncomfortable breath.
She didn't know how long it would take before she could get out of Li Yu's haze, and she would work hard to get out...
For her own sake, and for the sake of worrying about every one of her relatives and friends...
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The next day, Tai Hospital.
Mo Zhifei yawned and put Judge Li's book on Jing Ling's desk, "Master Judge asked you to register this. You will need it later."
After Mo Zhifei said that, he turned around and walked away and continued to yawn, but after walking two steps, he suddenly realized something. He was stunned for a moment, then turned back...
As a result, he saw Jing Ling sitting at the desk, eyes slightly lowered, writing something with a pen in his hand. Although he still looked indifferent, he could clearly see that he was absent-minded.
He didn't even glance at the booklet Mo Zhifei placed next to his table. He was obviously so lost in thought that he didn't even notice what Mo Zhifei said.
Mo Zhifei came over and took a look curiously, but before he could see what was written on Jing Ling's paper, Jing Ling closed the book, raised his eyes coldly and said, "What's the matter?"
Mo Zhifei noticed that Jing Ling's cold expression showed a hint of panic, as if he was afraid that he would see what he wrote...
(End of chapter)