Metaphysics Xiaojiaojiao changed her life in the entertainment industry to tease the big guy

Chapter 266

The moonlight night was indifferent, Qi Daixun looked at Su Tan'er calmly, his eyes did not fluctuate, and he did not give a direct reply.

A thin layer of moonlight silently wrapped in the light of the roadside lights and shone on his face, dyed the fragmented hair on his forehead, and lit up the faint smile in his eyes.

Even though he didn't speak, Su Tan'er didn't have the urge to ask any more just seeing these superficial restrained feelings.

It is said that love and dislike can be reflected in the eyes and details. She didn't believe it at first, but seeing the unique interaction between Jiang Shuangyan and Qi Dai, she really felt that it was confirmed.

Even if the two of them are indeed bickering sometimes, the reassuring love conveyed in their eyes will not dissipate because of this.

"When I first met Shuangyan, she was not yet an adult, at an age when she should be held and cared for by others, but she has already started her own work-study path, so independent that it makes people feel distressed."

"She always has an optimism in her body, like a small light bulb with its own light and self-heating. Not only can she be happy by herself, but she can also bring others to relax together. She is liked wherever she goes."

Su Tan'er naturally began to share Jiang Shuangyan's sad and sunny past with Qi Dai, with a tone of pity and laughter at times.

Speaking of these, I just want him to know her better, and maybe he can love her more.

"Shuangyan's background is a bit special, and relatively sensitive. As a sister, I don't want to see your family feel bad because of Shuangyan's background. In fact, according to some old things in the circle, she is not It's suitable to stay in Qi's house."

After talking about the past, Su Tan'er directly transitioned to certain past events, and immediately assumed the posture of an elder sister protecting her younger sister.

Although she is not too old, she is still well-informed, and she knows a thing or two about the hidden past in the circle.

Just like what Qi Dai's mother, An Sihua, experienced back then.

Qi Daijing listened to Su Tan'er's words, and suddenly heard her mention her mother's matter, and there was no look of displeasure on her face, just about to speak, but she listened to the other party's explanation.

"I know that mentioning these unfortunate things rashly may rub salt in your wounds, but it's about Shuangyan. If it makes you unhappy, I won't take it back."

"It's all about 20 or [-] years ago. It's time to look away."

Qi Dai replied to her calmly as usual, although he didn't fully explain the reason, but it was also a kind of tactful promise.

At least, he won't let these things affect her.

Not long after, Jiang Shuangyan came out of the pharmacy with a bag of medicine in her hand, and seeing her running towards her, the conversation between the two ended immediately.

As soon as Jiang Shuangyan approached, she noticed that the atmosphere at this end was a little weird. After observing that the expressions of the two were the same, she decisively chose to walk back to the small western building arm in arm.

The backs of the three of them showed some incomprehensible weirdness for no reason, but because Jiang Shuangyan, who was in the C position, didn't care, and walked around, there was a sense of harmony.

Back in the Xiaoyang Building, Su Tan'er said goodbye to Jiang Shuangyan quickly. Seeing that it was getting late, the latter made a cup of banlangen with his own hands and stared at Qi Dai after drinking it, then returned to his room with a smile.

Suddenly falling into a dream at night, the original feeling will encounter the unfinished dream of the last time, but when the screen changes, it will take her back to the deep palace compound in the past without warning.

Jiang Shuangyan originally thought that the old things were over, but she never thought that when she met the person in her dream again, what she saw was not the familiar figure, but a thin girl.

The girl looks like a cardamom girl, wearing a vermilion skirt and a red hairpin with flowers on her hair. She dances on a stage full of lanterns. She is gorgeous but not tacky, beautiful and full of seductiveness.

Jiang Shuangyan looked at such a captivating dance in front of her eyes, coupled with a few strands of red silk flying, it was beautiful to the eyes.

Even so, she was not confused by this visual feast, but subconsciously looked at the other party's dancing posture. After careful consideration, she found that this dance was quite familiar.

It seems that she can also dance some.

Although the dream was full of beauties, when she woke up in the warm sunlight of the next day, under the blessing of these residual memory fragments, Jiang Shuangyan suddenly realized another problem.

The girl dancing in the dream seems quite familiar, she seems to have seen it in a portrait before?

and many more!

It looks like...a portrait in the Palace of the Fifth Highness? !

"Is she... Concubine Hua?" Jiang Shuangyan raised her eyebrows and murmured, "No way, what a coincidence?!"

This time, she actually let her see the past of His Highness the Fifth Highness's mother? !
This broken space won't cost her extra, will it?
But this time, she really didn't want to know on purpose. If she really buys and sells with her by force, she seems to have nothing to do...

Thinking of this, Jiang Shuangyan's face was filled with miscellaneous tastes, and under the call of her brain waves, the unscrupulous space quietly appeared in front of her eyes.

[Don't worry, this dream is automatically recognized by magnetic field induction, it has nothing to do with this space, and there is no need to exchange any lifespan. 】

"..."

When did this rotten space learn to read minds?
After secretly complaining, Jiang Shuangyan quickly grasped the key words, "What is magnetic field induction?"

[Magnetic induction is difficult to explain. You can understand that there is a person or object nearby that echoes your own magnetic field. You interact with each other and induce each other. It is very likely that a magnetic field reaction will eventually occur. As for whether the reaction is good or bad, it all depends on fate . 】

"..." There is no one to explain this.

Talking nonsense at the top of the literary pyramid, there is a lot of useful information, so it is better to tell her that magnetic field induction is a kind of induction.

[Because you have recently met many people related to your past life, it is normal for your own magnetic field to be affected, so you don't have to pay too much attention to it. 】

"I'm into metaphysics. Is it against my metaphysics quality to use the magnetic field to forcefully explain it?"

[I said that the magnetic field response depends on fate. Is this not in line with your professional field?Moreover, it is a socialist society ruled by law, and what is pursued is the scientific outlook on development. 】

"Then you're quite up to date, and I haven't seen you talking about science with me before."

[This statement is wrong. To survive in this world, you always have to put aside the metaphysics. This space is helping you adapt in advance. Don't you want to thank you? 】

"..."

Although he was indeed a little speechless, Jiang Shuangyan also extracted some useful information from the call in the unscrupulous space. Perhaps, his escape mission had something to do with these "people from the previous life".

However, when Jing Kong mentioned it, she suddenly found that her calculation ability had weakened a little recently. She thought it was because she hadn't pinched her fingers for a long time, but it turned out to be some kind of hint that victory was in front of her eyes.

But does this also mean that if this matter fails, she will probably perish, and neither Jiang Shuangyan nor Jiang Luo will exist anymore.

Moreover, time has passed quickly recently. Since the superimposition of lifespan ceased, the existing value of her Yangshou has continued to decrease. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is indeed not much time left.

Just as Jiang Shuangyan was picking up a pen to count how many days she had left while her head was hurting, there was a sharp knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)