Chapter 762

Chengfeng looks serious.

Leng Yichen put down his work after hearing his voice.

"Where is uncle Lin now?"

There are some mixed feelings in his mind.

What if the news you hear is not good news?

"There is a humble house in the southwest of the woods beside the cemetery. Uncle Lin lives there."

Mausoleum.

It's really a cemetery.

I thought uncle Lin would be in the cemetery at the beginning.

But why does he prefer to live in a shabby house, suffering alone, rather than let them see it? Does he really want to make them worry?

Leng Yichen put down all the company's affairs after he knew the news. Now it's the most important thing to find Lin Shu.

"Take the wind and lead the way. Let's go and have a look now. "

Leng Yichen spoke.

"Yes, young master!"

Chengfeng nods.

Take Leng Yichen to the direction of the cemetery.

On the way, Leng Yichen wanted to call an Xiaojing, but in the end he didn't.

He wants to get everything clear before he goes out.

Now it has been confirmed that uncle Lin lives there, but according to his character, he will not easily return to Leng's home after leaving.

Leng Yichen had some ideas in his mind.

In fact, the cemetery is not far away. In about an hour, they arrive at their destination and have to walk the rest of the way. When they go to Uncle Lin's residence, Leng Yichen's face gets worse and worse.

This section of road is no different from the usual mountain road. It's not easy to walk at all.

Does uncle Lin live here?

Leng Yichen's heart seems to have a kind of compassion slip.

If he had noticed it earlier, uncle Lin would not have to live in this kind of environment at all. He really didn't know how Uncle Lin adapted to this kind of environment.

When we got to the hut, it was very quiet.

This cottage is not a house at all. It's winter now. This house has no use except for shelter from the wind.

"Chengfeng, how can uncle Lin adapt to such a life?"

Leng Yichen opens his mouth, but Chengfeng doesn't answer.

Leng Yichen knocked on the door of the hut, but no one answered.

Is uncle Lin gone?

Leng Yichen had a bad feeling in his heart.

The weak door was kicked open by Leng Yichen. Fortunately, uncle Lin's body was not seen in the room.

Uncle Lin should have gone out. Now that he's out, wait for him to come back.

"Young master, it seems that uncle Lin is not here."

"Of course I know. I saw it, too."

Leng Yichen spoke.

The expression calmed down a lot, calmed down a lot.

Chengfeng doesn't speak any more, for fear that Leng Yichen will be offended.

Standing behind Leng Yichen.

Leng Yichen waited for a long time, but he didn't see Uncle Lin come back.

It's getting late.

"Young master? Do you want to wait? "

Chengfeng asked.

Leng Yichen insisted on standing in the same place and didn't mean to move.

"Young master."

"Wait a little longer."

Leng Yichen insists on staying where he is.

Persistent appearance, no one can shake.

However, the temperature around is getting lower and lower, and uncle Lin's figure is still missing.

"Young master, maybe uncle Lin left ahead of time when he knew we had been here."

Chengfeng reminds us.

Leng Yichen shook his head.

Looking at the simple layout of the house, I always feel that the man is still there.

"Go back."

He said suddenly.

Chengfeng nods.

If Uncle Lin is deliberately avoiding himself, then he doesn't have to chase that person.

Leng Yichen wrote some words on a note.

The font is free and elegant.

"Uncle Lin, I miss you very much. Come back. We're all waiting for you. "

A few simple words contain all the thoughts of looking for uncle Lin these days.

An Xiaojing also called.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

Her voice sounded anxious.

All day, there was no news of Leng Yichen.

Unlike usual, Leng Yichen will call him at noon.

"I found uncle Lin's house, but it's just. There is no one for him

Leng Yichen hesitated.

An Xiaojing took a breath from the phone.

"Found it?"

"Well, it's just that he's not here. I'll go back first. "

Leng Yichen said.

And Chengfeng bid farewell here.Leng Yichen returned to the villa.

Xuemu is still sleeping, but Xiaoli runs to see daddy.

"Daddy."

Cried Xiao Li.

Leng Yichen picked up Xiaoli.

He gave his son a kiss on the face.

An Xiaojing is standing at the door.

"No where is he?"

"It's just that he found a place to live. He should be hiding from us, and he did it on purpose."

Leng Yichen asked Chengfeng to transport some stoves for heating the house.

Never thought that at the edge of Uncle Lin's life, he should live such a miserable life.

And all this is his own choice.

"Uncle Lin, why bother?"

Anxiao turns his mouth unconsciously.

I don't know how to express the taste in my heart.

In the room, the other servants had set the table.

An Xiaojing has no appetite at all.

Leng Yichen, as usual, didn't eat much.

"In fact, uncle Lin took good care of me in those years. Including grandfather. And my father. And the dawn. "

Speaking of dawn, Leng Yichen's body trembled involuntarily.

I haven't seen dawn for a long time.

Maybe Yu Zhenhuan blocked the news about dawn.

"Well, I know all about it."

An Xiaojing nodded.

"He didn't even want to accept my help, but chose someone to experience and feel at the last moment of his life."

An Xiaojing shook her head.

"Don't think so."

Now it's her job to comfort Leng Yichen.

"I did everything I could."

Leng Yichen's eyes dimmed a lot.

It's like a kind of separation.

He never thought that he should say goodbye to Uncle Lin in this way.

Not even a complete goodbye.

Not even a gift to send him away.

Or, he really left the world, and his ashes could not be captured by himself.

"Daddy."

Xiao Li shows Leng Yichen his daytime paintings.

It's a lovely cartoon.

The mountains in the picture are all green.

In the middle of the mountain, there is a red cabin.

The cabin looked so lonely and isolated.

But it is also so spotless.

Leng Yichen looked at the painting with some surprise.

Xiao Li's paintings are like Uncle Lin's cabin he found today.

It's just the scene around.

It's winter now. Xiao Li's painting is more like spring.

"Daddy, is spring coming?"

Xiao Li's eyes seem to be filled with stars, and the bright smile dispels all the remorse in Leng Yichen's heart.

At that moment, it seemed that something was relieved.

"Xiao Li, spring is coming, thank you for my baby."

Leng Yichen understood that no matter how Uncle Lin chose, in his heart, the man just went to this mountain forest to live a carefree life.