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"Mom, I knew you would go to the Sanbao hall. Come here all of a sudden. There must be something wrong. Come on, what's the matter? "

Gong Nanling sat down, holding the mobile phone, took a drink of boiled water in front of her.

"Nanling, did you quarrel with Qianyu

Lu Yixun turned aside and worried.

"Mom, what did she tell you?"

Gong Nanling's heart was stunned, and a trace of impatience passed between her eyebrows. She was also a little agitated.

"So you really had a fight?"

Lu Yixun's eyes were tight, and his gentle tone was full of deep worry.

Ning Qianyu grew up watching her. She likes her appearance and character.

The marriage of the two families can't be better.

Naturally, she didn't want Gong Nanling to hurt her.

"No No.... "

Gong Nanling didn't dare to look at her. She began to turn her mobile phone again.

When Lu Yixun saw him like this, he was sure that there was a problem between him and Ning Qianyu.

"Nanling, don't lie to me. Come on, what's going on between you? Is it because of Gu Mengmeng? "

"No. It's none of Gu Mengmeng's business... "

Gong Nanling was anxious to stop the action in his hand and was nervous to "refute" the way.

"Not yet."

Lu Yixun became more serious and worried.

"Mom, it's really none of Gu Mengmeng's business. It's me..."

"What's the matter with you and Qianyu? Why did she suddenly return to Chenghai

"Mom..."

Gong Nanling is more impatient. Licked some dry lips, bowed his head, some intolerant.

"I just feel that I am still young and don't want to start a family so soon..."

"You are no longer young. Besides, the ancients all said: to have a family, to establish a career and to level the world. To start a family first, then to start a business, this... "

"Mom, what era are you telling me?"

Gong Nanling was extremely agitated. Teng got up and his heart rose slightly.

"Sit down."

Lu Yixun pulled down his face and said sternly.

The matter of children, palace cold day is not easy to say, can only her appearance. Fortunately, although Gong Nanling is naturally playful, she is extremely filial to her parents and seldom contradicts them.

"Mom..."

Gong Nanling gathered her beautiful peach blossom eyes, but she called out.

"Sit down..."

Lu Yixun's tone was softer.

Gong Nanling had to sit down again, and the whole person seemed a little anxious.

"Nanling, I don't care what happened between you and Gu Mengmeng? You don't want to have any more contact with her... "

"Why?"

Gong Nanling asked subconsciously.

"Qianyu is your fiancee and the wife you want to marry in the future. You must not let her down."

Lu Yixun's words are serious and his heart is long.

"What do you mean, Ma?"

Gong Nanling's brows are locked and a shallow wrinkle appears on her forehead.

"What do I mean, don't you understand?"

Lu Yixun took a sip of water and sighed slightly.

“……”

Gong Nanling's eyes flashed and a row of clear teeth marks fell on his lips.

He hesitated and said.

"To tell you the truth, mom. I think Ning Qianyu actually

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yixun's warm voice interrupted him and stood up.

"Nanling, it's almost time. I'll go first."

"Mom, I haven't finished yet?"

Gong Nanling worried way, and finally decided to speak his heart, but was blocked back. This kind of mood can't be described by words.

"Next time."

Lu Yixun pursed her pale lips, and a faint smile appeared on her gentle and quiet face.

"When I came back, I asked you aunt Yanyun for the first time. I can't let her wait..."

This "reason" makes Gong Nanling unable to refute, not good to say anything. He was stunned for a moment, and his heart was filled with anger.

"Mom suddenly asked aunt Yanyun to meet. Could it be because of Gu Mengmeng?"

Thinking of this, he felt more anxious and his face became more and more gloomy.

……

Yunjing.

The western suburbs.

Qingfeng cliff.

A young man in a thin gray windbreaker stood at the edge of a cliff, followed by four men in casual clothes and a middle-aged woman.

The woman's face was swollen with tears, but she sobbed in a low voice.

"All the way, fauber."

The young man drooped his eyes and took a look at the flowing Yunxi River under the cliff. His graceful and gorgeous voice was a bit clear.He is the master of Qingyi Garden, the young master of Helan family and the uncle of Lin ange.

Junyi's face is quiet, like jade's eyes exude cold light.

Sorrow is hidden in the heart.

"Fu Bo, you have nothing to repay for your kindness to the Helan family. Just ask for the next life and we'll meet again. "

He Lanxi lifted his thin lips, and his voice was as clear as jade.

Wang Ma, who was crying all the time, could no longer hold on. She knelt on the ground and cried in a low voice.

"Fubo..."

They lived together in the garden for many years. They were both servants and old friends. After so many years of "company", the relationship between the two people has surpassed that of their relatives.

"Fu Bo, come back and have a good journey."

He Lanxi slowly opened the urn made of jade. His big hand with clear bones picked up a handful of ashes and gently sprinkled them down the cliff

"Fubo..."

Wang Ma knelt on the ground and cried more loudly.

"Fu Bo, if you go to the sky, you must protect the young master and the young lady..."

Four men in casual clothes, eyes are slightly sour.

They did not expect that he Lanxi would send Fubo away in this way.

With his ability, we will choose the best cemetery for Fubo to bury him. No problem at all.

Who knows, he let his dust return to dust, soil to earth.

The wind on the cliff edge was a little strong. The ashes in his hands were blown open one by one

"Fubo..."

Wang Ma looked at the ashes scattered with the wind, crying and calling.

But no matter how she cried, no one could come back.

He Lanxi's eyes are as silent as water, and there is infinite sorrow in the bottom of his eyes. Thin lips gently pursed, no longer open mouth.

A little bit, sprinkle the ashes in the urn gently

The river is rough.

The wind whimpered.

Unconsciously, there was more heaviness and sadness in the air.

Half an hour later.

He Lanxi held the empty urn and opened his mouth again.

"Fubo, when you meet your father, mother and sister, say hello to them for me. Tell them I'll take good care of her

Finish.

The big palm flies and throws away the ashes box in the air. The urn made of jade made an arc in the air and fell straight down the cliff.

Instantaneously, it was engulfed by the river.

"Master Helan, it's time to go."

A man in casual clothes came forward, respectfully reminded.

“……”

Helan Xichao cliff under Ning looked at two eyes, turned.

The cliff wind blows at the hem of his windbreaker, and the whole person looks more and more noble, just like the young master of Qing Zhou coming out of the painting.

"Young master..."

Wang Ma broke into tears.

He Lanxi walked in, stretched out his hand, lowered his head and helped her up.

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