MTL - The Top Translator Alpha and Her Elite Queen Are Subject To-Chapter 220 cherry blossoms

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Spring is coming quietly, and the green shoots of the branches outside the window emerge. Lu Zhixia sits in front of the window, tired of reading, looking at the light green resting eyes.

The little bird jumped up and down on the branch, looking so happy that Lu Zhixia wanted to go for a walk.

In Jiangcheng in March, the morning was sunny and warm, with a slightly warm spring breeze, Lu Zhixia strolled on the street.

With a beautiful street corner, exquisite posters, and the aroma from the cafe, Lu Zhixia raised her phone to take a picture.

She posted them in Moments, not worthy of words, a bunch of likes, she would always read them carefully, without Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing seems to have really disappeared, and Lu Zhixia sometimes feels that she is not as cruel as Shen Wanqing.

Just like her, walking on a familiar street with Shen Wanqing in her mind, Lu Zhixia didn't know how she got to the door of Deon Bar.

She still remembered that afternoon, holding the gift for Ye Lanxi, she bumped into Shen Wanqing.

Lu Zhixia stood where she used to be, and when she looked back, she remembered the sunset in her memory, and Shen Wanqing's smiling face was still imprinted in her mind, as clearly as if it happened yesterday.

As she walked, she took out a delicate vial from her pocket, which contained the popping candies Shen Wanqing left for her, or handmade chocolates.

Lu Zhixia was reluctant to eat, and sometimes, like Yin Junzi, she came out of her pocket and unscrewed the lid to smell it. The aroma of the food reminded her of the past.

The flowers on the side of the road were already in bloom. Lu Zhixia walked along the roadside park and accidentally found some cherry blossoms in bloom.

The cherry blossoms, the saplings she carried back from Tokyo, should also bloom this year.

Lu Zhixia asked Lin Xuan before, and she mysteriously sent a few photos, but refused to tell her where they were planted.

Lu Zhixia sent a message to Lin Xuan and asked again.

Lin Xuan really didn't move, her cell phone should still be off, Guan Xiuhe would call once a day.

Lu Zhixia thought about it, and sent it to Shen Qinghe: Do you know where the cherry blossom saplings in Yunshui Manor have been moved?

Shen Qingxi returned an address to her, and she stopped a car casually.

The master directly said that it is still early spring, and the cherry blossoms should not have bloomed yet. He was very puzzled: "I didn't hear that there is a cherry blossom forest in that area, but XX Park is visited by people every year."

Lu Zhixia squinted her eyes, and the street scene quickly formed a line in her eyes. The sun shone on the car window, making her feel warm and sleepy.

After getting off the bus, it took a few minutes to walk to the Cherry Blossom Forest. The master didn't wait for her, but kindly reminded her that there would be a bus station starting from the bus station after walking for more than 10 minutes along the road.

Lu Zhixia walked slowly into the mountains alone, the grass was green, the stream was gurgling, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

She breathed deeply, fresh air filled her lungs, and Lu Zhixia was full of energy and quickened her pace.

As the master said, the cherry blossoms have not yet bloomed, and the flower buds are clusters of pink, clusters, like delicious cotton candy, covering the whole tree.

Still full of joy, Lu Zhixia took a picture of Huaguduo, then raised her phone and took a picture of herself after a long absence.

The circle of friends was updated, and many people found out that she had posted a photo of a character, and they all left messages and shouted.

Ye Lanxi said that Lu Dagou was handsome again, Guan Xiuhe said that she had a little hedgehog hairstyle, Jiang Menglai sent an emoji with little hands, asking her to come over and prepare for rua a few times, Qin Zheng praised her for her artistic talent in taking pictures , and asked her where it was filmed...

Lin Xuan and Shen Wanqing remained silent, Yan Menghui seemed to have disappeared, Lu Zhixia scratched his head, and said goodbye to Sakura Lin: "You wait for the flowering period, I will come again when it blooms."

Lu Zhixia walked to the bus stop, sat on the side seat, and dozed off.

She bid farewell to the nightmare again after a long absence. In the dream, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and the falling flowers were colorful. Shen Wanqing stood under the tree and smiled, and she smiled too.

The sleeping person showed a light and happy smile, and Lu Zhixia murmured to her sister.

Back at the rented house, Lu Zhixia was sitting by the window. She flipped through the photos she took today and planned to update Weibo as well.

Weibo popped up a reminder that according to national regulatory regulations, Weibo users must use mobile phones to authenticate, so she took advantage of the opportunity to click in to go through the authentication process.

Enter the mobile phone number, receive the verification code, and click OK after Lu Zhixia enters it, the official pops up a prompt: Your mobile phone number has been bound to another account...

Lu Zhixia clicked in and saw another account, not her trumpet, but Hu Pochuan.

She was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, Lu Zhixia looked around. She didn't know when the Amber River began to disappear, and she didn't always appear.

Hu Pochuan's Weibo is bound to her mobile phone number, which has not been changed for a long time.

Is this... Lu Zhixia took out the paper she had prepared earlier, and wrote down the first proof that the Amber River did not really exist.

Hu Pochuan's Weibo is bound to her mobile phone.

Lu Zhixia checked Hu Pochuan's Weibo, and the latest one stayed a few years ago, saying: Everything will be fine, I believe.

The first one reads: Hu Pochuan, this is the Weibo I applied for you, you can stay with me here from now on.

Lu Zhixia flipped through all the Weibo, and she could clearly see that she first knew that Hu Pochuan was fake, it was her imagination, and then she gradually went too far to treat Hu Pochuan as a real person.

She thought of something, flipped through the information on her Weibo, and at the end was the chat record between her and Amber Chuan. It seemed that Amber Chuan was comforting her, but in fact, she was comforting and encouraging herself.

Lu Zhixia's eyes were a little sore after watching this, and when she looked up, Hu Pochuan sat opposite her at some point.

She smiled, her eyes were warm, and Lu Zhixia began to write all kinds of evidence that Amber River did not exist on the paper, and wrote it in front of Amber River.

There are some things that I can't help but think about. Lu Zhixia carefully recalled all the things between her and Amber River, and she found that Amber River always appeared and disappeared suddenly.

When they separated, she hadn't yet differentiated, and Hu Pochuan shouldn't have known her pheromone, but after the reunion, Hu Pochuan knew that she was top A, and also knew that she was ambergris pheromone;

Between them, there was never a need to chat in detail, Hu Pochuan knew what she was thinking, and that was because she lived in her heart;

Lu Zhixia got up and walked to Hu Pochuan. She looked back at Lu Zhixia slightly. Lu Zhixia leaned closer, sniffed and smelled, and said, "You don't have pheromones."

This is abnormal, any top A or O will have its own pheromone, Hu Pochuan still doesn't speak.

Lu Zhixia took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed a number, which used to belong to Hu Pochuan.

At this moment, Lu Zhixia clearly heard the mechanical female voice on the phone saying: "The number you dialed is empty, please confirm and dial again."

"Your phone number is empty." Lu Zhixia looked at Hu Pochuan, whose face was getting a little ugly, and said seriously: "You are fake, I imagined it."

Hu Pochuan turned around silently and stopped looking at her.

Lu Zhixia looked down at the paper on the table, she had written several.

That night, Lu Zhixia still had the same nightmare. In the dream, her father was killed, but she stood stiffly at the door, unable to move.

The feeling of powerlessness made her wake up from the dream crying, Hu Pochuan stood by her side and patted her on the back lightly.

After Lu Zhixia cried, she pushed Amber River away. When she went to take a shower, she closed her eyes and continued to think about the opportunity that happened for the first time about Amber River.

At dawn, she put on a black windbreaker, went to the psychiatric department of Xiehe Hospital, and showed the written certificate to the doctor.

Jiang Zhiyi read each item carefully, and asked, "Isn't she here 24 hours now?"

Lu Zhixia nodded. At a certain moment that she didn't notice, Amber River would suddenly appear or disappear.

Regarding the nightmare of his father's death, Jiang Zhiyi was already thinking of a more secure solution.

"This has become an obsession in your heart. This is also the ultimate reason for the creation of Amber River. I want to give you a deep hypnosis, so that you can return to the place in your memory, and do what you have always wanted but have never been able to do." What to do." Jiang Zhiyi is discussing this matter with the dean, "Because I am not sure about the effect, I still need to study it with the dean. The general idea is that we need to use pheromone hypnosis."

Lu Zhixia was willing to cooperate, and she also talked about it with her mother on the phone.

The mother also said that if necessary, she would like to come with her.

Lu Zhixia's life in Jiangcheng passed quickly, and her exam day was getting closer and closer.

She sleeps very little every day, talking about mountains and seas, partying when she is sleepy, drinking coffee to refresh herself, and eating a few bites of bread when she is hungry.

Yan Fanghua took a video with her and found that she had lost too much weight, and said distressedly: "I'm going to cook for you."

In the end, the result of the negotiation was to ask the restaurant to deliver meals at a fixed time, and watching Lu Zhixia eat, Yan Fanghua needed her to clock in every day.

At the beginning of April for the exam, at the end of March, Lu Zhixia went home.

Her hair was longer, thick black hair sticking out, and had as much character as she did.

Mi Xiu and Button had grown up quite a bit, flirting with her, throwing themselves on her from left to right, she fell to the ground and was beaten to death.

Mama Zhang sat by the window, watching their noisy scenes, with a smile on her wrinkled face.

Yan Fanghua also smiled. This kid finally has the vigor of a young man.

Lu Zhixia's appetite recovered a bit, and her cheeks became a little fleshy. During the meal, two dogs stood by her side like guards.

She feeds the dog while eating, where does she go after the meal, where does the dog go, at night she simply goes out for a walk with the dog, the villa is big, has its own yard, and the two dogs run wildly with her.

Yan Fanghua and Zhang Ma walked slowly, and Lu Zhixia's laughing voice came from their ears. Accompanied by Barton and Mi Xiu's cries, the spring evening was full of happiness.

It's just that there is still no information about Shen Wanqing. In fact, everyone is thinking about her.

Yan Fanghua also contacted her in private, but Shen Wanqing's cell phone was always turned off. She also secretly asked Guan Xiuhe. That means you don't want me to go."

Everyone spends every day in their own way, even if they miss it, they will restrain themselves.

Before the exam, Lu Zhixia suddenly went on the hot search, saying that she had a problem with her background, how could she apply for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?

This time, it was the official account of the capital anti-drug brigade who came forward to respond. The official issued a solemn statement that Lu Yuansheng is a good comrade of our party. He has been undercover in the drug trafficking team for a long time and sacrificed his precious life for the anti-drug cause.

Out of the protection of Lu Yuansheng's family, the officials have kept it low-key. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the police directly invited them to drink tea in the bureau for the trolls who were talking nonsense on the Internet.

Everyone knew they were wrong this time. They stood in front of the camera, bowed their heads and apologized sincerely. If it was serious, they would be detained.

So far, the identity of Lu Zhixia's third generation has also been exposed. Her grandfather Lu Yuanmao was a revolutionary martyr and made outstanding contributions to the country.

The secret that has been hidden in Yan Fanghua's heart for many years can finally be said. She and Lu Yuansheng are not so much a husband and wife, but more like acting.

There was a time when Yan Fanghua, who was heartbroken, was determined to marry Lu Yuansheng, thinking that he would have a better future, but his career has decided that he cannot be other people's husband or father of children like ordinary people.

Yan Fanghua and Lu Yuansheng had quarreled many times, so much that Yan Fanghua later doubted their relationship, and her love for Lu Yuansheng gradually faded. The last resentment was after Lu Yuansheng died, and she slowly let go of it.

The young Lu Zhixia saw in her eyes that every quarrel was real. She recalled it now, and realized that she had never forgotten her parents' quarrel and throwing things... She was terrified, but powerless, she seemed to have lost her memory She digs out the time buried deep in her heart. When she was young, she thought about saving her mother, but she didn't know what to do.

Yan Fanghua hugged Lu Zhixia tightly and apologized to her.

Like Shen Wanqing in the past, Yan Fanghua concealed everything for the sake of the child.

Lu Yuansheng was indeed very vicious, it was part of his career, to be a dedicated undercover agent, to turn himself into a heinous person.

The only warmth he had was for Lu Zhixia, but he cut off his affection for Yan Fanghua, and the anti-drug brigade finally handed Lu Yuansheng's last letter to Yan Fanghua.

Most of the content of the letter was an apology. He did not receive an undercover mission when he got married, so he also looked forward to a better life after marriage.

It's just that when the organization entrusted him with the task, he was obliged to go into battle. In order to dig out the deepest hidden thread, he had to join them and make himself an evil force in people's mouth.

The neighbors are jealous of him, and Yan Fanghua hates him. Lu Zhixia felt a little paternal love when she was young, and then there were scenes of her parents arguing. She loves her mother and hates her father.

Later, when her father died in front of her, Lu Zhixia was finally convinced that her previous guess was correct, and that Wu Qiushui was her real grandmother. She was so lucky that she was able to accompany Yuan Wangshu to bid farewell to Wu Qiushui.

Lu Zhixia took the exam as scheduled. When the last exam ended, it was 4:30 in the afternoon. She stood by the road and smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air. She stopped a car and went to the cherry blossom forest in the mountains again.

The cherry blossoms that ushered in the flowering period are in full bloom, and the trees are full of silver flowers. Lu Zhixia's heart is surging.

When she picked up her mobile phone and was about to take a close-up shot, she saw clearly that there were wind chimes of different colors hanging on each cherry blossom tree.

Just when the wind was blowing and the wind chimes collided, the crisp sound was like a sweet singing voice. Lu Zhixia trotted to the tree. A wooden writing board was hung on each wind chime.

The familiar handwriting came into view, and Lu Zhixia pressed it lightly with his hand, the ink was still wet.

She stood on the spot and turned around to look around, clasped her hands in front of Chun, and shouted: "Shen! Late! Qing!"

Deep in the mountains, Shen Wanqing was wrapped in a blanket and sitting on a rock.

Lin Xuan heard that call, she glanced back, but did not make a sound.

Soon, there was a second sound, still from Lu Zhixia, three words, flying up the branches, cracking rocks and piercing clouds.