Luojia manor, the third floor of villa.
The sunlight outside the window is very good. Through the huge lattice window, it casts shadow on the ground, and the brightness is divided into neat pieces.
The curtains move gently.
The floor was covered with soft and expensive blankets, and the edges were embroidered with gold thread. On the blanket sat a boy.
He lowered his head quietly, his long, thick eyelashes, and his silhouette was pale gold in the sun.
Under the eyelids, the shadow cast by the long eyelashes looks like two arc-shaped small fans. He was wearing a white shirt, and his beautiful collarbone loomed through the collar.
Although just 18 years old, the height of the teenager is beyond doubt slender, long legs curled up at random, revealing a white to almost transparent ankle.
Very beautiful.
He held a small iron box, slender fingers against the cold iron box, black and white contrast, added a trace of inexplicable sexy temptation.
He scratched the number squares in the box. He looked at the box, as if he had lost his mind.
The old man at the door of the room looked at him helplessly and called out tentatively, "a Chen?"
The boy still lowers his head.
There seems to be no focus in the eyes and no expression on the face.
The old man sighed and said to the doctor on the side: "what methods have been used, or not."
The two men closed the door gently. As they went downstairs, the doctor said in a respectful low voice: "master Luo is in a special situation. There are no problems with intelligence and language. It's just to close the heart. I'm afraid medical methods are not very effective."
Lord Luo shook his head. "I don't know. Heart disease still needs heart medicine. But his heart disease can't be found out. How can we find the heart medicine?"
Little master Luo has been like this since he was a child. Psychiatrists can't even hypnotize him. No one knows what he is thinking, and no one knows the cause of the disease.
The doctor was silent.
Coincidentally, when he got to the second floor, Fu Yan came to face-to-face, bent down respectfully and said, "Hello, grandfather Luo. I'm going to see Aachen. "
Lord Luo took a look at her, and then he said, "don't make him angry."
Fu Yan Lian said, "I know, grandfather Luo."
Lord Luo nodded his head and walked with the doctor without saying much.
Fu Yan pursed her lips.
She was a woman of the right age who was not easy to find by Lord Luo. So in the Luo family, she is a half master.
Usually in front of the servants can boast, but because of Luochen's illness did not improve, Luo master's attitude towards her is not very good.
Fu Yan is also anxious But there's no way.
Fortunately, lochen is the same to anyone. Lord Luo didn't let her leave the Luo family, so she should be the future love people if she goes on like this.
Think of that delicate as an angel of the youth, pay Yan complex bit lip.
She didn't want him to be different to herself
She went carefully to the third floor.
Although Luochen is no different from others, Fu Yan must try hard every day as the "dead horse" selected by Lord Luo.
She gently opened the door and saw the teenager staring down at the number Huarong Road, with no expression on his face.
She breathed for a moment.
…… Lochen is definitely the best looking person she has ever seen.
Even if he is not normal, his appearance and temperament, as well as his quiet appearance, are cute and charming She couldn't control it.
She would marry him and stay with him for the rest of her life, even if he never recovered.
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