Xie Wangqi pushed open the door of the ward and came in. Jia Jitong was so frightened that he looked at him with a pale face, and then he looked away in a panic.
The hand under the quilt tugged tightly, she heard it just now, Xie Wangqi asked her Ji family and his wife if she was different from before.
He was suspicious of her.
Fake Jitong's reaction was so great that Xie Wangqi couldn't find it, and his eyes fell on the shoes on the ground because of the panic in going to bed, and the legs that she didn't have time to completely cover.
Xie Wangqi sat next to her, "Did you hear that?"
"Brother Xie, what did you hear?" Ji Tong turned his head and asked inexplicably.
She tried her best to hide the panic and nervousness on her face, but Xie Wangqi was so fooled.
"You know what I'm talking about."
Ji Tong's expression froze, his teeth bit his lower lip, his heart was like a drum, and the heart seemed to jump out.
The ward suddenly fell silent, leaving only her slightly messy breathing.
"Thank you, brother, do you believe me?"
Xie Wangqi said calmly: "If you don't say it, how do I know if I should believe you?"
Xie Wangqi has not completely fallen in love with Fake Ji Tong yet, and reason naturally occupies the majority.
"I… "
Fake Ji Tong's eyes suddenly turned red, "I don't know what happened. When Ji Tong looked for me before, didn't she show me two sketches? She asked me to find someone to draw it by myself. The sketches I saw were her face."
"She said that she is the real Ji Tong, but in my memory, I grew up in Ji's family since I was a child, and there are no faults in all my memories. I am Ji Tong. But that sketch kept reminding me that I am not Ji Tong. Tong, she is the real Ji Tong."
"I also suspected that she was playing tricks, but no matter how many people I asked to draw sketches, the faces I drew were not my own. I even found someone to draw her secretly, and it turned out that it was me."
Fake Ji Tong speaks very fast, as if she is afraid that if she speaks too slowly, the people in front of her will not believe her.
"Thank you, brother, I really don't know what's going on, I don't know why it's like this."
Xie Wangqi patted her on the shoulder, and his voice softened a little, "You mean, what you see yourself is different from what we see?"
Fake Jitong nodded.
Xie Wangqi asked again: "Is there really no problem with your memory?"
Fake Jitong continued to nod, "I have memories from childhood to adulthood. Although the memories of childhood are a little vague, I remember big things."
If she once lost her memory, she might be able to accept it a little bit, but she didn't, her life is complete, so she doesn't want to believe that she has stolen other people's lives.
"I'll check it out, don't be afraid." Xie Wangqi reassured Fake Ji Tong that no matter who was causing the trouble, he would check it out.
Ji Tong took advantage of the situation to hug Xie Wangqi, looking cautious and uneasy.
Xie Wangqi patted her shoulder, and then Ji Tong relaxed.
…
Cen Che didn't go back to the villa for several days. Before entering the villa, he realized something was wrong. He paused and looked at the void in front of him, "Come out."
rustling —
The leaves made a pleasant rubbing sound under the breeze.
The outside of the villa is peaceful and there is nothing unusual.
However, Cen Che kept staring at the void, as if there was a person standing there.
After a full three minutes, a corpse was thrown out from a bush in front of him, the breeze blew, and everything returned to normal.
Cen Che walked to the corpse. This man was the middle-aged man who came out to talk to him when he was eating in the restaurant. He coveted what was in Shi Sheng's hand, and he subconsciously shifted his attention.
I didn't expect that he would be ambushed near here and was killed by someone.
The middle-aged man stared at this moment, his face pale, exactly the same as Huang Yuan's expression.
The corpse pressed a letter.
Cen Che stretched out his hand and took out the letter. The envelope was very old, as if it had gone through countless times. The letter paper was even more primitive, with small calligraphy written on it upright.
- She and I must have a contract, she can only be mine, stay away from her, this time it's a warning, next time it's your life.
As soon as Cen Che finished reading it, the letter paper immediately turned into dust, and when the breeze blew, it disappeared into the air.
The corner of Cen Che's mouth twitched slightly, it turned out to be a contract, no wonder her perception became weaker.
He took out his mobile phone and opened the address book. There was no need to rummage. The first person was the one he was looking for.
The phone was quickly connected, and it rang from the other end with a somewhat doting voice, "What's the matter? Are you home? I saw you off just now, but you have to let it go."
"I want to see you." Cen Che looked at the void in the distance, "Can you come to my house?"
"Huh? Okay, wait for me for a while."
Cen Che hung up the phone and looked into the distance provocatively.
You see, she only listens to me.
Even if you have a pact.
She will never be yours.
The gust of wind suddenly rolled in from a distance, as if it was about to roll Cen Che up into the air, but Cen Che didn't move at all, like a straight pine and cypress, with a cold face looking into the distance.
The gust of wind stopped for a while, and the surroundings became quiet again.
Cen Che dragged the corpse into the villa and called someone to dispose of it. When Shi Sheng arrived, there was no corpse in the villa.
Cen Che stood at the door waiting for her. When she came, she would not let her in, so she stood at the door.
"Why?" Shi Sheng wanted to go in, but Cen Che stretched out his hand to stop her, Shi Sheng was a little impatient, "Being the door god drinking the northwest wind?"
Cen Che stared at another place, suddenly leaned over and kissed Shi Sheng on the face, then put his head on her shoulder, "He is looking at us, he is very angry and wants to kill me."
Shi Sheng frowned and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist, "You are very courageous, what did you do to you?"
Cen Che kissed her ear again, "His power is not strong enough to move me and kill an unimportant person, so now, do you want to give me an explanation for the peach blossom debt you caused? Huh? "
"Peach Blossom Debt?"
Cen Che released her and pulled her into the gate of the villa. A whirlwind slammed in from outside, and the gate made a loud 'bang'.
Cen Che pressed Shi Sheng against the wall and stared at her quietly, listening to the clanging sound that kept ringing beside him.
When the voice stopped, he said: "You and him must have a contract. There are many kinds of contracts, but there are only two kinds, which can make people ignore the existence of the other party. The first is master and servant, and the second is... Marriage."
"Damn it!" Shi Sheng cursed angrily. When she woke up, she was in the sedan chair. She hadn't reached the place yet, so the contract should not have been formed.
Could it be that those people have done something before this
Damn a bunch of mentally retarded!
"I have nothing to do with him." Shi Sheng held Cen Che's face.
"Of course I know, otherwise you wouldn't be in my arms now." Cen Che let out a low laugh.
Shi Sheng rolled up his sleeves with a grim expression, "I went out and killed him."
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