On the twelfth floor of the Global Restaurant, Lin Ziheng picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, and the sunlight shone in through the huge glass, becoming extremely soft.

After a while, the door was opened again, and it was still the man in blue: "Young master, Song Jiale has been brought, but he was knocked unconscious." ”

An evil feeling immediately appeared on Lin Ziheng's face: "Take me over." ”

"Yes!" the man in blue agreed.

Under Lin Ziheng's threat, the chairman of the global restaurant naturally did not dare to confess to the police that they were in this place, and could only claim that the 12th floor here was used by a foreign-funded enterprise as a private residence for employees.

The twelfth floor of the Universal Restaurant has a huge area, and the man in blue took Lin Ziheng around several corners and finally came to the place where Song Jiale was being held, at this moment, a doctor was looking at the wound on Song Jiale's head.

"How's it going?" Lin Ziheng asked as he walked in.

The elderly doctor slowly stood up and said to Lin Ziheng: "Young master, this is just a skin injury, just bandage it." ”

"Then bandage it. Lin Ziheng commanded.

"Yes. The doctor replied and sat down again with great difficulty, and began to move his hands.

The woman was still wearing those high heels, she looked at Lin Ziheng's movements and was a little puzzled, and then stepped forward and asked, "Young Master, didn't you say that you wanted to take his life?"

"There's no hurry. Lin Ziheng immediately said, "Did you bring back the document you brought?"

"Brought back. With that, the woman picked up the file bag from the table and handed it to Lin Ziheng again.

Lin Ziheng took the file bag, walked out, and ordered: "Call me over as soon as he wakes up." ”

Winter Garden 103, Yan Lingxue changed her clothes, and walked towards the flower garden in the backyard, her daily work has gradually made her get used to it, she picked up the kettle on the side, changed the water, and gently poured it on the lycoris that was still a bud.

In the study on the first floor, Mu Jingfan put down the book and raised his head slightly, his eyes locked on Yan Lingxue, who was watering flowers.

At this time, Yan Lingxue also felt as if something was staring at her, she turned her face to look, there was nothing, there was only a huge piece of glass on the wall, and her figure was reflected in it at this moment.

Mu Jingfan looked at Yan Lingxue's movements, and couldn't help but hook a smile on the corner of his mouth, Yan Lingxue obviously didn't know that this piece was a one-way glass, only he could see Yan Lingxue who was watering flowers at this moment.

Yan Lingxue turned around and continued to water the flower garden carefully, and after a while, when she put down the kettle and turned her head, she found that Mu Jingfan was already standing behind her at this moment.

"Aren't you resting today?" Mu Jingfan's words were a little doting.

Yan Lingxue looked up at the man who was a head taller than herself, the sun shone on his face, and he looked extremely handsome: "Always do your job well and then rest." ”

Mu Jingfan said indifferently: "There is news from the Mading RS Group, your brother's affairs may not be simple, so don't go out during this time, you know?"

Yan Lingxue nodded again, Mu Jingfan reached out and wiped the water droplets on Yan Lingxue's forehead: "Don't go to class, just rest at home, as for the school, I will take care of it." ”

Yan Lingxue's eyes still hid a sense of loss in her eyes after all: "Jing Fan, can you tell me who it is?"

I saw Mu Jingfan smile and shook his head: "Keep it secret, I'll tell you later, believe me, there won't be anything like this happening again." ”

Yan Lingxue nodded, and Mu Jingfan immediately said, "You have a good rest at home, don't run out, I have something to go out to deal with." ”

"Good. Yan Lingxue immediately agreed, Mu Jingfan smiled at Yan Lingxue and turned to leave, leaving Yan Lingxue standing alone in the backyard.

Looking at Mu Jingfan's departing back, Yan Lingxue was a little worried for some reason, she turned to look at the red lycoris that was still swaying in the flower garden, and an influence gradually emerged in her mind, as if everything in front of her was so clear and real.

"Father. "The morning sun shines through the old wooden windows, and the glass above the windows has a huge crack, and when the wind blows, it makes a rustling sound.

In the living room, the morning news was playing on the TV, and Yan Ziye was wearing a pair of crappy leather shoes in a suit, because their grandfather, who they had never seen, was frail and sick all year round, and even though Yan Ziye had a decent job, he was never able to move out of this slum.

"Father. Yan Lingxue shouted loudly again, and trotted over at Yan Ziye.

Yan Ziye raised his head, looked at his daughter in front of him, and couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong?"

"Father, are you going to work again?" Yan Lingxue looked at Yan Ziye who was squatting in front of him with wide eyes.

Yan Ziye nodded, he reached out and touched Yan Lingxue's head: "Today is Saturday, stay at home well, and your father will take you and your brother out to play tomorrow." ”

"Good. Yan Lingxue happily agreed.

"Ling Xue, Ling Hao, it's time for breakfast. In the kitchen, his mother Jiang Shaohan shouted loudly.

"Good. Yan Lingxue and Yan Linghao replied in unison.

Immediately, Yan Linghao turned off the TV and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Yan Lingxue smiled at her father: "Goodbye, father." ”

Yan Ziye nodded with a smile, stood up, opened the door and walked out.

Yan Lingxue walked towards the kitchen, the dilapidated floor made a "creaking" sound from time to time, and under the floor, I don't know where to hide cockroaches and mice, but after so many years, they are also used to it.

Even if the home is so dilapidated, Yan Lingxue doesn't care at all, every time she goes to the kitchen, she always takes a look at the second-hand piano placed on the wall and the red flowers that are constantly swaying on the piano.

That afternoon, his mother Jiang Shaohan received a phone call and hurriedly went out, and the whole house suddenly seemed empty.

Yan Lingxue and Yan Linghao sat on the sofa together, watching TV, even though the TV was constantly making sounds, but Yan Lingxue felt that the surroundings didn't know why, it was so quiet.

In the sky, dark clouds shrouded the originally blue sky, and the whole environment suddenly darkened, and the rain continued to fall after a while, and whenever it rained outside, the room would follow the rain, which was already the norm.

"Ling Xue, go and put away the clothes, I'll go get a few buckets to get water. Yan Linghao commanded at Yan Lingxue, who was sitting on the side.

Yan Lingxue nodded immediately, and the two siblings immediately took action.

"Boom—"

Thunder flashed, Yan Lingxue collected the clothes drying in the narrow yard, and looked at the sky, it had been a long time since this kind of weather had occurred.

"Ling Xue. Loud shouts rang out from the room again.

Yan Lingxue took the last piece of clothing and ran to the room, where there were five or six basins of water on the dilapidated floor, and then the water that flowed down from the ceiling, and the sound of water droplets dripping in the basin filled the room one after another.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Yan Lingxue hugged a large pile of clothes and looked at Yan Linghao.

Yan Linghao took half of the clothes that Yan Lingxue was holding and put them on the sofa: "It's not much, I'm afraid that you will get wet, so I'll urge you to hurry up." ”

The clock hanging on the wall was constantly ticking, and the TV was turned off early for fear of being broken by lightning, unplugging all the connecting wires, and in the whole room, perhaps only the piano and this TV were the most valuable.

Yan Lingxue sat cross-legged on the sofa, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and said to Yan Linghao, who was playing with toys on the side, "Why hasn't my mother come back yet." ”

"Maybe there's a delay. Yan Linghao continued to disassemble his toy car.

The thunder rang out louder and louder, and then the rain poured down.

Yan Lingxue hurriedly stepped off the sofa and ran to change the bucket, the rain in the room was also like a pour, if the water poured into the floor, it would rot and stink.

Yan Linghao also trotted over to help, the wind was constantly whistling, as if he could crack the window at any time.

"Crunch—"

The sound of the wooden door being opened sounded, Yan Lingxue stopped and looked towards the door, at this time, Jiang Shaohan walked in wet all over, holding a yellow umbrella in her hand, her steps were extremely heavy, as if she had lost her soul.

"Mother......" Yan Lingxue took the empty plastic basin and looked at her mother who walked in with her head down, her long hair was messily scattered, and water droplets were constantly dripping to the ground.

"Ling Xue, don't hurry up yet. Yan Linghao, who had just come out of the kitchen, urged Yan Lingxue, and when he saw Jiang Shaohan in a blink of an eye, he was also stunned for a moment, Jiang Shaohan walked in with his head down, and sat down on the sofa.

"Mother......" Yan Lingxue immediately threw down the plastic basin in her hand and ran towards her mother.

Mother raised her head to look at Yan Lingxue, at this time, her mother's face was covered with water, as if there was still a little ...... Bloodstain.

Yan Linghao also walked over slowly, and his mother hugged Yan Lingxue, who was the first to approach, into her arms, and immediately, the cry resounded throughout the room: "Ling Xue, father will never come back in the future." ”

"What......" Yan Lingxue said in surprise.

Not far away, Yan Linghao also stopped, he naturally knew what his mother's words meant.

After a long time, Jiang Shaohan's crying gradually stopped.

The room was filled in darkness.

"Mother...... Who is your father?" asked Yan Linghao.

Jiang Shaohan shook his head: "I watched him walk into the train station today, and he told me that in the future, he would never come back......"