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"Why did he do it? Does he have a grudge against his grandfather

Lin ange's eyes are misty and his heart is full of anger.

"My little uncle was framed six years ago. Did he find something, so Lin Yifei would..."

A series of questions were swirling in lin'an'ge's mind.

Each link is linked with another. It is intertwined.

Lin Yifei is really afraid to think carefully and transfer two-thirds of the Helan family's property step by step.

Such people deserve more than death.

"No, I have to find a way to get back so many unprovoked assets."

Lin an GE's eyes sank, and the fog in his eyes was dissipated. His hands clenched into fists, and his nails were against his palms.

Hate over the pain of the heart.

Heart, covered with heavy haze.

Lin an Ge sat on the sofa alone for a long time, but his mood still couldn't calm down.

Raise your eyebrows and look at the time.

The hour hand has pointed to ten o'clock in the evening.

Lu Yiyao still hasn't come back.

Not even a phone call or a text message.

"What has he been up to lately?"

Lin'an's eyebrows wrinkled and thought in his heart.

Even though Lu's group has many businesses, it's time for him to come back.

She was too heavy to sleep anyway, so she sat on the sofa waiting for him.

I don't know how long I waited. My eyelids were heavy and my body was leaning back. I gradually fell into the dream of half dream.

In the sky, there is a solitary moon.

The moon is bright and bright.

Everything in heaven and earth is shrouded in the cold light.

The night is beautiful.

Hazy and mysterious.

Lin ange did not know why he suddenly arrived at the Qingfeng cliff in Yunjing.

In the moonlight, the shadows of the trees are mottled and the pine needles are shining with cold light.

The night wind is blowing gently, and the forest is making a series of small sounds.

In the distance, came a melodious and graceful flute sound.

Lin Ango, with curly hair and a white dress, stood barefoot on a big stone on the Qingfeng cliff. All around, there are no weeds or trees.

She danced slowly to the sound of the flute.

Her graceful dancing makes all living creatures quiet down. Even the flowing Yunxi River under the Qingfeng cliff is "gentle".

From far to near, the sound of the flute gradually rises.

The spinning speed of Lin'an song is faster and faster, and the train is flying. The smooth ankle is charming.

Turning around, her toes slowly lifted off the ground.

After a while, the whole person was floating in mid air.

"This..."

Lin an song heart under a startle, clear eyes light flustered and no measures.

She tried to let herself down, but there seemed to be a huge buoyancy in the air, holding her higher and higher.

Body began to tilt, the whole person in a kind of Chang'e flying to the moon, toward the moon flying away.

"An'an..."

The man's voice is not real.

“……”

"An'an..."

The call came again. This time, it was clear.

"Lu Yi Yao..."

Lin an GE's heart and mouth are tight, and the heart seems to have been pricked by a needle.

"Ann, come back soon..."

This sound, with anxiety and uneasiness.

"Husband..."

Lin an Ge droops his eyes and looks down.

On the big stone where she had just stood, there stood a tall and straight figure of Qing Zhou.

He raised his head, the moon fell on his face, covered with a thin layer of bright.

Even if the distance is far away, Lin ange can still clearly see the eager light in his ink pupil.

"Ann, come back soon..."

Xu saw her head down, his voice raised a lot.

"Husband, I..."

Lin ange struggled hard and wanted to go down. However, the buoyancy in the air was getting heavier and heavier. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't go down.

"An'an..."

Lu Yi Yao, standing on the stone, tries to jump and chase her.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fly.

His eyes, slowly leaching a trace of despair.

"An'an..."

"Husband..."

Lin ange reached out to him with tears in his eyes. Tears flow through the corners of the mouth, cool and bitter.

The bright moonlight is getting brighter and brighter. Lin ange feels a bit dazzling. Her tears are surging and falling down one by one.

The two men were in endless despair.

"Ge'er..."

A gentle male voice pierced Lin ange's eardrum, and his heart was trembling.

"Little uncle..."I do not know when, her side suddenly a person.

This is not he Lanxi. Who else would it be?

He was dressed in a gray silk shirt. He was originally Zhilan Yushu, and looked more elegant in the moonlight. He doted and called Lin an Ge again.

"Ge'er..."

"Little uncle..."

Lin an GE's startled eyes reveal a touch of surprise. The green silk is flying on his face, and the train is more and more dancing.

"Ge'er, go down..."

He Lanxi raised his hand and gathered her long hair flying with the wind for her. He was smiling.

"Uncle, I don't seem to be able to get off..."

Lin ange said anxiously.

"Close your eyes."

He Lanxi raised his hand and put it on her bright eyes.

His palms are warm and cool, with a faint faint faint fragrance.

"Little uncle..."

Lin an Ge heart suddenly a burst of contraction, words did not finish, he Lanxi Wensheng interrupted.

"Don't talk."

“……”

Lin ange pursed her lips and said nothing more.

The next second, that warm palm withdrew her eyes, but she still did not open them.

"Ge'er, no matter where I go, I love you the most..."

"Where are you going, Uncle..."

"To the world I should go to?"

"Little uncle..."

Before Lin'an song was finished, the whole person fell straight down.

The wind, blowing her ear corner, some slight pain.

Palm, it's tight.

She fell so fast that she couldn't think.

"An'an..."

The deep and cold voice came into her ears again, and she opened her eyelids. Looking around, my heart beat like thunder.

She returned to the big stone of Qingfeng cliff again and fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

"Husband, little uncle, he..."

Lin an Ge takes a look at Lu Yi Yao, then raises her eyes and looks into the air.

“……”

Lu Yiyao did not speak. The moonlight fell on his face and his facial features became colder and colder.

"Uncle, you come back..."

Lin ange looked at the figure flying higher and higher and cried out in a hurry.

“……”

In response to her, there was only the empty air around her and the pure moonlight.

"Little uncle My little uncle... "

In the urgent call, Lin ange wakes up from the dream.

Her heart heaved violently, and her face was white and covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Look around.

It's just a reflection. It's just a dream.

She looked at the time again, and the hour hand was pointing to eleven o'clock in the evening.

Lu Yiyao hasn't come back yet.

"Nothing will happen to him, will he?"

Lin ange is uneasy.

He took the tissue and wiped the sweat on his face. Palm, a piece of cold.

She is going to call Lu Yiyao.

Bata.

The bedroom door opened from the outside.

Lin ange turned his head and looked at the door.

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