In the next half month, Zhen Shan still went back and forth between home and the dance hall.

Their family of three now lives in a slum. In that area, the poor people who have not yet reached the basic level of food and clothing live. To put it bluntly, even thieves despise the area. Every family is usually very busy. It is difficult to solve the problem at home.

With regard to the ration issue, where do you get the energy to take action?

The two elders of the Zhen family are not the kind of people who can't let go of their arrogance. They can handle even the crooked dignitaries with ease. As long as they handle the relationship between neighbors well, it is not a big problem.

At least until now, Zhen Shan has been home for almost two months, and no conflicts have occurred. Everyone is not too warm, but they are friendly, and she does not need to worry about it.

Over at the Liuguang Ballroom, Li Wenyi was there. She was the only one who showed off her face to others, and no one dared to embarrass her even a little bit.

‘December 25th, Christmas for foreigners, is very peaceful. I think it will be so peaceful forever, but it’s a pity...’

It was night, Zhen Shan came back from the dance hall, she washed herself briefly, turned on the lamp on the table, and wrote down each word in her diary. However, she quietly looked at the word "unfortunately" and did not write any more.

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She didn't know why she kept a diary, maybe it was because she had a stupid habit that she had had for many years and she didn't want to change it for a while.

But if she was asked to write a large article every day like Silly Baitian, she couldn't write it.

She used to hide many things in her heart.

Zhen Shan put down his pen and looked at the gift box next to him. At the end of the old dynasty, foreigners poured in, bringing with them their culture, such as festivals. Many wealthy people in the gold market today also celebrate their Christmas in a fashionable way.

There were many foreigners coming in and out of the Liuguang Ballroom, and it was very lively tonight. She also received a lot of Christmas gifts.

However, she left many of the flashy things in the ballroom or gave them to people inside. She only brought back some useful ones, including the gifts that Lu Zhong asked people to bring her.

She reached out and took the gift box over, opened it, and was stunned when she saw clearly what was inside.

Zhen Shan picked up the items in the gift box. Under the light, a small silver pistol was placed in her palm. It was small and beautiful. The gun body was also engraved with a silver butterfly pattern. It was very light in her hand. She took out the magazine and loaded it.

Eight silver bullets.

She raised her eyebrows, and the only one who dared to give her such a gift, or said that he would give her such a gift, was that unpredictable man.

Could it be that he really suspected that she was a member of some secret service organization? So he was sure that she would use a pistol.

Zhen Shan's lips curled up, she was really sorry, she really hadn't learned anything.

In the past, a family like the Zhen family would definitely have a military force, and Zhen's father would definitely be able to use a gun and have a certain ability to defend himself. Her family had a shooting range.

But how could someone like Silly Baitian, who can cry for a long time after just knocking, get into shooting?

Zhen's father even had the idea of ​​training his daughter, but he gave it up instantly after seeing how useless she was.

And since Sha Baitian has not been in contact with him, it is naturally impossible for Zhen Shan to do so.

I just don’t know why, although she holds a gun, her body subconsciously knows how to use it, and even...

Zhen Shanfeng narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her hand and deftly dismantled the silver pistol, and then put it back one by one.

She looked at the silver pistol that was complete again, a trace of surprise appeared on her face, and for a moment she wondered if she had lost her memory.

For example, in the past, she could actually control Sha Baitian's body and use her body to do something from time to time. Then when Sha Baitian woke up, her memory also disappeared?

Zhen Shan was unknowingly amused by her magical thoughts. Then she would be too seriously ill, but only in this way can she explain why she subconsciously knew how to drive and understand firearms, right?

Last time Lu Zhong asked her why she knew how to drive, she said that she had seen her father drive. However, even if he didn't believe this statement, she thought it was quite nonsense.

Zhen Shan played with the pistol. If she hadn't been worried about scaring her parents and neighbors, she would have wanted to go out and try the gun.

Thinking that there were only eight bullets, she gave up her plan to test the gun. Good steel was used on the blade.

Zhen Shan put down her pistol and was in a good mood. At least this gift, no matter what the person's intentions, was to her liking.

There was also a card in the gift box. Only then did she feel in the mood to see what someone had written.

'Dear butterfly, do you like it? Merry Christmas!'

The black pen font is gentle and elegant, just like the feeling given by his appearance, gentle and warm, and the short sentences do not give people the feeling of being perfunctory, but instead have an indescribable tenderness and tenderness that is missed in the heart...

Zhen Shan sneered, he could even disguise his handwriting to such an extent without revealing any edge, which shows how hypocritical and scheming the man is.

If he was sincere to her, she would eat the card on the spot!

Zhen Shan put the silver pistol in her small bag and hid it in a secret place. She tore the card into pieces and threw it into the gift box, planning to throw it into the trash together tomorrow.

Then she opened the remaining gifts and smiled again when she saw Li Wenyi's gift.

It turned out to be a dagger inlaid with gems. She held the handle and pulled it out. A silver light flashed across her eyes, and the silver body of the dagger reflected her cold eyes.

Zhen Shan put the dagger back into its sheath and curled her red lips.

She could guess why Li Wenyi gave her the daggers. There were two of them. Is it really good to give these at Christmas?

But there is no denying that she likes it because it is practical.

Zhen Shan stood up, took the coat on the chair and put it on, and gently opened the window. The cold wind carried snow and fell on her face, causing her to wrap herself tightly in the coat.

She raised her head, and the falling snowflakes fell silently on the world, and the world became quiet.

Sometimes, she also thought that it would be nice if she could really live peacefully like this. At least she could live comfortably and not have to think so much.

But no matter the background of the troubled times or the grievances behind the decline of the Zhen family, she is destined to be unable to calm down, and she is content with the peace she has now. Maybe one day three people in her family will die without knowing why.

She didn't lie to Li Wenyi, she really had no way out.

Just like the gift they gave her on such a seemingly lively and peaceful day, it was full of dangers.

She stretched out her hand and let the cold wind take away the warmth from her hand. After half a month, Lu Zhong's injury should be almost healed.
Chapter completed!