Chapter 679: Illusion

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Chapter 769 has an illusion
Song Yunxiao heard the words of Lu Feng, and there was a faint glare in the eyebrows.
Xue Tao will of course regard her little nephew as a savage beast, because she has always been heavy on this second brother-in-law.
If not heavy, how can Xue Tao be afraid of her?
If Xue Tao is not afraid of her, then how can her second sister, who is like a straw bag, stand in Xuejia?
What she wants is Xue Jia, a Xue family who can help herself in the future.
But it is not a Xue family who is against her everywhere.
Even for this purpose, she will never let Xue Tao not put her Song Yunyu in her eyes.
She smiled and turned to look at Lu Feng: "My two brother-in-law, maybe not afraid of me, just respect me."
When Lu Feng heard Song Yunqi say this, he couldn’t help but smile: "I see that your second brother-in-law is not only respecting you, but still very respectful of you."
Landwind is not stupid. At a glance, it can be seen that Xue Tao is very jealous of Song Yunxiao.
Since it is taboo Song Yunqi, it must be what Song Yunzhen used to Xue Tao, otherwise there is no reason for Xue Tao to be so afraid of her.
Song Yunxuan saw that Lu Feng was still thinking about these things and went outside the hospital.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and across the glass door of the hospital hall, you can see the branches that are almost blown out.
Song Yunhao looked at the sky and smiled: "It seems to be getting cold again."
"After all, it’s November, it’s not cold, it’s a new year.

"new Year……"
Song Yunxi’s look was slightly sinking and seemed to be thinking of something.
Lu Feng noticed her thoughtful expression and asked her: "What happened?"
Song Yunxuan was called by the land wind and he said: "It's okay."
Nothing else, just remembered last year.
When the New Year last year, Chu Mo Yu was with her, but this year... Chu Mo Yu is no longer there.
Song Yunxiao walked out of the hospital hall.
The cold wind outside blows her face, and the cold wind cuts her face like a knife.
Lu Feng was pushed on the train by the assistant.
Song Yunxiao also got on the bus.
After Lu Feng started the car, he asked Song Yunqi: "How about going to my Lujia tonight?"
"Go to your home dinner, I am afraid I can't go back tonight."
"Yes, the weather forecast says there is a little snow tonight."

Is it cold this year, is it a little early, is there snow so soon?

"It is late."
Land winds.
Song Yunxiao looked out the window and did not speak for a long time.
Lu Feng thought that she was silent to go to Lujia, but did not want to, when waiting for the red light, Song Yunxiao suddenly said: "I am going back to Song tonight."
Lu Feng is a bit strange: "I can't eat you at Lujia, you are still pregnant."
"Because I am pregnant, I want to go back to the Song family. I am tired today."
Song Yunhao said that Lu Feng is also not good enough to bring people back.
I thought about Song Yun’s stomach as a child of Chu’s family. When he thought about the green hat on his head when he was happy, he sighed:
That’s it.

After that, he told the driver to send Song Yunqi back to the Song family and then return to Lujia.
After Song Yunqi was sent home, he returned to the room and sat on the sofa and frowned.
The housekeeper at home saw Song Yunzhen tired, and sent Song Yun to the warm milk: "Miss Song."
"I'm fine, you go down first, I am alone."
Song Yunxuan said this, blocking the concerns of the housekeepers.
The butler had to sigh and then went out of the room.
When the housekeeper went out, Song Yunxiao put down his eyebrows.
Then go find your phone and turn the calendar.
Occasionally, I saw a financial magazine with a cover on the front of my bedside table.
Song Yunxiao slightly stunned.
After a while, I reached out and took the magazine, then rubbed my lips and touched the face of the magazine on the cover of the magazine.
Unknowingly, Chu Mo Yu actually left it for so long. After a few months, Chu Mo Yu did not accompany her.
However, he will always think of him subconsciously.
If the desert is still alive, it will be fine.
The child has been more than three months old.
In a few months, the child will be born.
If the desert is still alive, will you be very happy to see the children who gave birth to Chu?
She frowned, put the magazine in her hand on the side of the cabinet, and then gently touched her belly with her fingers.
The flat belly has begun to change slightly.
In the near future, it will be revealed.
The stomach will rise slightly.
The pregnancy response will also begin to get heavier and heavier.
At this time, the desert is not in her side.
Is the wife pregnant, should the husband not be with his wife?
Why is Chu Mo Yu not accompanying her?
Song Yunxiao hangs his eyes, his fingers are slightly clenched, and every time he thinks of the desert, there is a pain in his heart.
Outside the window, the sky is getting darker.
The dark clouds were dense and the wind began to roar.
The curtains in the room were squeaking.
The housekeeper remembered that the window in Song Yun's room was still open, and immediately knocked on the doorway: "Miss Song, the window in your room is still open, and the wind is outside. Can I go in and help you close the window?"
When Song Yunqi heard the words of the housekeeper, he sighed softly: "You don't have to come in. I told the window that it was closed."
Song Yunhao said that the housekeeper outside the door responded: "Yes, Miss Song."
Song Yunxiao is not a person who needs someone to take care of himself, let alone a small thing like closing a window.
She can come by herself, so she doesn't have to let the butler come in again.
And now it is when she is in a bad mood, and she does not want to see other people.
She stood up, walked to the window, and reached for the window to close.
However, just about closing the window, I saw a black high-class car parked in the wind at the door of the Song family.
She groaned and felt like a dazzling.
Wrinkled the eyebrows and tried to identify them.
The wind outside the window blew in through the window, and the wind blew the eyes.
But she has widened her eyes and is unwilling to reach out and rub her eyes, so she looks straight at the door.
I don't know why, she always felt that the car sitting in it might be a desert.
However, if you chase it out, you will not appear in the desert.
It was like the last time, after she chased it out, she didn’t see anything at all.
It’s like having a dream.
Her fingers grabbed the white handle of the window and looked at the car outside the window.
She felt that the person inside the car seemed to be looking at her too.
That feeling is very familiar and I am looking forward to the feeling of fear.
She looked at it and motionlessly looked at the car in the distance.
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly the voice of the housekeeper came from the door: "Miss Song."
Song Yunxiao did not move.
When the housekeeper did not hear Song Yunqi’s response, he shouted and said: "Miss Song?"
Song Yunxiao has not realized that the butler is calling himself, just looking out the window.
The butler outside the door was anxious, and immediately opened the room door of Song Yunxiao with the spare key in the house.
As soon as the door opened, Song Yunxiao was alarmed.
She turned her head to look at the door, as opposed to the butler who came in.
When the housekeeper saw Song Yunxiao, he immediately apologized: "I am sorry Miss Song, I just called you a few times outside the door, but I didn't respond. I was anxious, and then I used the spare if I opened the door."
The housekeeper said that Song Yunyi had dropped his eyes and did not blame her. He just called her: "You come over."
When the housekeeper heard that Song Yunqi called her past, he went to the front of Song Yunxiao.
Song Yunxuan saw that she had come over. This is the way: "When you look at the door, is it a very familiar car?"
The housekeeper looked at the door as pointed out by Song Yunxiao.
However, he frowned, and some incomprehensible replies: "Miss Song, there is nothing at the door."
Song Yunxiao heard the butler say this, and immediately turned to look at the position where the car was parked at the door.
Sure enough, as the steward said.
There is no car at all at the door.
The wind is raging, the tiny snowflake is wrapped in the wind, and everything she saw just now seems to be a dream, and it does not exist in reality.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lick her fingers, then coveted and clenched her lower lip.
The housekeeper clearly felt that Song Yunqi’s mood was fluctuating, and asked about Song Yunqi’s concern:
Miss Song, what happened to you?

Song Yunxiao heard the housekeeper ask, and smiled a bit: "Nothing."
Although the mouth said nothing, but the fingers holding the window handles have been tightened, so that the knuckles are slightly white.
"Miss Song..." The housekeeper's voice gently comforted her. "If you are tired, take a rest."
Song Yunxiao closed the window and looked at the sky above the gloomy and windy sky. He said: "I am very tired."
Very tired and tired, she suddenly felt very tired after leaving the desert.
If it wasn't for Gu Yu and He was still in Shao Tianze's hand, she almost forgot why she had to persist in this way.
"I want to take a break, go out."
When the housekeeper heard Song Yunqi say so, he nodded and went out from the bedroom.
After Song Guanyi left the housekeeper, he sat on the bed and raised his hand to rub his own eyebrows.
The lips are gently bitten.
The recent illusion has begun to become more and more serious, always feeling that the desert is still alive.
Always imagine that the desert will return.
However, these are all illusions that will not be realized after all.
She whispered, as if telling herself what she was saying, "It’s already dead, it’s gone, it’s gone, it won’t happen again.

Yes, Chu Mo Yu is dead.
It no longer exists, and it will never appear in this world anymore.
Obviously, I have said that I have to accept all of this, but why, when I think about it, I feel more and more painful, like a knife, and a piece of cut in my heart.
The cut blood is blurred.
The painful body must be unable to stop shaking.
She leaned back and lay down on the bed with a warm feeling in her eyes.
She turned her head, hugged the pillow and buried her face in the pillow.
I don't want to let my tears flow out of my eyes.
However, no matter how to suppress, the tears finally flowed out and squatted on the white pillow.
I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit it.
The death of Chu Mo's death has caused her to be hit and hurt as never before.