Little Jiaojiao is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Young Marshal

In fact, Shen Xu's life was far from perfect, and even out of reach.

He has followed what he wanted for a lifetime, for more than ten years, but he has not gotten any results.

During the war against the Japanese army, at the last moment before his death, holding that little dilapidated sachet in his palm, he actually felt very happy.

Little by little, his consciousness drifted back to the year when he was thirteen, the summer was hot, but that was the first time he had warmth.

At the age of thirteen, he was kicked out of the yard by his mother. He hugged his broken leg and curled up on the threshold, trying to hide from the dizzying hot summer sun.

He leaned against the door tightly, the heat made him a little sick, his stomach was extremely uncomfortable, and his chest felt tight. The little girl next door was holding a bottle of water. Her crescent eyes were astonishingly beautiful, and her fingertips were white and round.

Do you want some water?

At that moment, Shen Xu even thought that he was hallucinating. He stared at her blankly, and picked up the sachet that was later abandoned on the ground. It was the first time his young heart was slightly touched unconsciously.

He watched her surreptitiously, like a vile gutter mouse.

He knew that she went to the same school as him, knew that she was three years younger than him, had a very good friend, and a... childhood sweetheart.

Shen Xu is jealous.

But there was nothing he could do.

The little girl is very soft-tempered, and sometimes she will take the initiative to approach him, give him candy, comfort him, call him Brother Shen softly, and smile at him sweetly.

He is in the mud, but he is often so happy that he seems to faint.

Holding the sachet at night, he softly called out, Zhizhi...

He knew that this was not someone he could imagine.

He reminded himself over and over again, but from the age of thirteen, as he grew up a little bit, he became more and more disgusting and disgusting.

He began to miss her obsessively, began to want to get close to her, even - he wanted to hug her to the broken bed in his yard, to love her.

The moon in the sky was full and then lost, year after year, she was like the moon that day, never reaching his arms.

Even if he is desperate for this. He desperately earns money, desperately wants to gain power, he crawls and rolls in the muddy water, he can't sleep all night and all night.

But Zhizhi, as soon as he had the joy of being closer to her, his little moon flew abroad.

That day, he was exposed to the scorching sun outside the airport for a whole day, and he began to have hallucinations. He almost killed someone on the street as if he had an inexplicable seizure, and finally passed out on the road.

Zhao Yue rushed over, Chen Qianzong and Li Jikai came to see him, and he got another nightmare news.

It turned out that not only did he have rotten legs, but he was also mentally ill.

Holding the sachet in his palm, he lay on the bed all day.

Tears flowed from his eyes, and he didn't feel it.

Zhizhi...can I still get you? Am I still a little bit qualified to get you?

Since he was thirteen years old, the meaning of his life was this girl. He tried his best to hold her in his arms, but he seemed to know how to make jokes.

She went abroad for a few years, and Shen Xu went crazy for a few years.

He worked frantically to expand his sphere of influence. He is unscrupulous, he is ruthless, he is frightening, and his reputation even stops children from crying at night. He took the Shen family into his pocket, but in Beiping that year, Shen Xu was synonymous with a devil with a broken leg.

Just when he thought his life was hopeless, when he was almost desperate enough to give up, Governor Yao died.

In the past, the beauty sought after by everyone in Peking became an orphan overnight.

Before Governor Yao died, Shen Xu was invited to the Governor's Mansion.

The dying warlord held his hand and said the last words: I know—you like Zhizhi...you, you, I entrust, to you...

Yao Xian is obviously very aware of his shady spying on the little girl over the years, and Ai Wu and Wu's patronage of Yao's family.

Shen Xu was stunned in the room, and when he walked out the door, the girl he dreamed of was just outside the door, her eyes were red and full of tears.

She sat on the sofa blankly, and the appearance of crying made him feel pity. He really wanted to wipe the tears off her face, hold her in his arms and softly coax her.

His Zhizhi looked up at him, and cried out Brother Shen...

Shen Xu is shameless but his mind is full of thoughts - Shen Xu, your chance has come.

That night Tang Jinyu came to the little girl and said that he wanted to marry her as his concubine, Shen Xu asked someone to throw him out, he could hardly hold her tightly in his arms, his eyes were dark and frightening.

Zhizhi, I love you... I can marry you, I want to marry you, okay, okay...

Shen Xu heard that his throat was choking, he had nothing to do, he had nothing to do!

Zhizhi, brother Shen loves you, brother Shen loves you so much that he is going crazy!

You pity me, marry me, I want to love you well, I want to love you well, even...even if you don't love me, it doesn't matter.

i just love you.

In his whole life, from the ignorance of his infancy, to the excitement of his youth, to his painstaking waiting for him, it's all about you.

But he was doomed not to wait in this life, the Japanese army invaded, his girl died, and he died too.

On the battlefield, Shen Dashuai, who was once frightening, was shot in the chest, holding a sachet tightly in his hand, but there was a gentle smile on his face.

Zhizhi... His voice was weak and choked with sobs, If there is a next life, brother Shen will still love you...

Loving you is so bitter, but I still want to love you.

He couldn't see that the girl he had been thinking about all his life was actually by his side all the time. She was crying so hard that she had already agreed to him.

Zhizhi, I love you, I can marry you, I want to marry you, okay, okay...

Brother Shen...I want to marry you too.

Their souls entered reincarnation together, and in the next life, I will definitely love you.

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