The mixture of pure obsession and desire is powerful in a sense.

After maintaining his wish for decades and his obsession for decades, Li Yun could feel that as long as he absorbed this wisp of obsession, he would be able to untie the obsession that was entwined with the Dryad Paper.

"Ahem—"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished worshipping, he began to cough violently, and a little red appeared on the tissue, which he had long been used to.

At his insistence, he erected incense and prayed quietly.

Then, the middle-aged man looked at Li Yun with a tired look on his face and muttered.

"I wish I had... I can find her... I'm afraid I won't be able to last much longer, and if I can't find it, I really won't be able to find it..."

Li Yun didn't speak, he didn't need Tianmu to see his disease-ridden appearance, he could see the dead line entanglement with Tianmu, and it was only a matter of time before he stepped into death, he was terminally ill, coupled with physical fatigue and malnutrition, especially now that the weather is gradually getting cooler, it is a question whether he can survive this season.

In this regard, Li Yun could only pour a glass of water to make the middle-aged man breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you... Thank you..."The middle-aged man drank water, softened a little, and said, "I've met more good people these days than I've met before... I've crossed most of China, and I still haven't found her... I'm going to keep looking... It has to be before I die... Find her..."

Looking at the middle-aged man, Li Yun said lightly.

"Layman, if it's convenient, can you give the original copy of this picture to the poor Dao?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and took out a photo, the unique black and white touch, full of the touch of the times, but from the current point of view, the woman in this photo is also a rare beauty, with two small dimples on the face of the small melon seeds, a long ponytail flicked behind the head, although the face is not as beautiful as a mess with fragrance, but it has an indescribable intellectual beauty, next to this woman, there is a little boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain making a funny expression.

Looking at this photo, the middle-aged man also showed a gentle look for a long time, as long as he looked at this photo, he felt that his body was full of infinite power, and there was nothing to be afraid of, at least now, the middle-aged man forgot about the physical and physical injuries caused by the illness.

If you are persistent, you will move forward -

Thousands of miles of marriage are linked, and under Li Yun's heavenly eyes, the lines of this photo connecting and drifting into the distance have been revealed.

The thread is very thin and can be broken at any time, but with something, it is tenaciously connected together...

"What do you call you?"

"I... My name is Ye Dazhi..."The middle-aged man said honestly.

Li Yun did not return the photo to Ye Dazhi, but threw it to Tianshan-

Ye Dazhi subconsciously wanted to catch it, but a white crane grabbed the photo first.

Xiao Bai grabbed the photo and did not fly away immediately, but stood elegantly in place, and nodded slightly to Ye Dazhi.

Ye Dazhi's head was a little blank, and he didn't know why the white crane that suddenly appeared grabbed his most important photo...

At this time, Li Yun just said lightly.

"There are two choices before you right now, the first is to give up, go home, get treatment, live and find other meaning in life. ”

It can be seen that if Ye Dazhi receives treatment, he can live for a few more years...

But if this body is still tired, there will definitely not be many days to live.

Ye Dazhi subconsciously refused.

He wouldn't have left without seeing that person...

Even if you burn this body, there is no result or return, and there is still no turning back.

"It seems that you chose the second option, and there is no surprise. Li Yun lightly pointed at Ye Dazhi's forehead with his hand, and said indifferently: "Go, may the crane guide your path." ”

......

In this China, where every inch of land is valuable, the interior of a super-large manor covers an area of super-large, and the noise of children comes and goes, which makes some people a little irritable and some people feel at ease.

In a large closed room inside the manor, a child in a small suit looked innocently at the middle-aged woman with a withered face in front of him and said.

"Mother, mother, why does the prince like Cinderella instead of the princess, obviously the princess has everything, Cinderella has nothing, even the carriage and the coachman are made by elves. ”

The middle-aged woman touched the child's head with a soft face, and touched the child's little head with a soft smile.

"Because, the princess has everything, but she is never Cinderella, the prince likes Cinderella, and he will not like the princess because the princess has everything... True feelings will not be easily shaken by external objects. ”

The child didn't seem to understand, so he could only stare blankly at the notebook in his hand.

Just when the child wanted to ask, two strong men in black suddenly came in at the door and said.

"Young Master, the time has come, your visiting time has come, and your mother needs a good rest. ”

"Ahh The child was a little lost, so he could only silently sit on the edge of the bed, holding the middle-aged woman who was already extremely haggard and weak on the bed, and reluctantly left.

After the child left, a middle-aged man with a solemn face and an expressionless face walked in, with an apple that had been peeled.

"Eat. ”

"Hmm... Thank you..."

"We are husband and wife, so we don't have to be so polite. The middle-aged man silently put down the apple, without much communication, only simple words.

The man didn't stay long, turned around and left the empty, drug-smelling room.

Before leaving, the man paused and said lightly.

"Cinderella... Fang Xuan, don't give him those boring words in the future, he now has violin lessons, piano lessons, English lessons, Russian lessons, and physical training, and he doesn't have so much time to accept these boring things... With that said, you should also pay attention to your own body. ”

Fang Xuan didn't answer anything, just stared blankly at the window that was opened for her, looking at the birds flying freely in the sky.

The man didn't walk long before doctors in white coats walked in and examined Fang Xuan's body.

The mechanical smell of cold drugs also filled the room, and even the scent of apples was washed away...

Looking at the peeled apple, Fang Xuan's thoughts returned to thirty-five years ago, the boy who picked red apples on the tree for him.

Grinning, smiling like a flower...

"Occasionally, I still think back to that time... How is he doing now?"

At this time, a red-topped white crane landed in front of the windowsill, elegant and abnormal, like a fairy spirit crane...