The woman had already taken the child into the house, and in the humble courtyard there was only a poplar tree with a bowl mouth, which stood just between the two of them, as distinct as their stand.

Hong Luo's hand shook and turned his head sideways in embarrassment, not wanting to look at his disappointed eyes.

She was born as the proud daughter of the sky, the pearl in the eyes of the elders, the enviable talent in the mouth of the people of Liancheng, and the sister who makes her brother proud to take care of in the palm of her hand.

Since she was a child, her brother only looked at her with pity and love, and there was only one such disappointment, and it was the time when she and He Wang colluded to drug Sister Lan...... It seems to have fulfilled the saying: One wrong step will never be recovered!

Yan Yiqi looked at her bewitching appearance, which was diametrically opposed to the innocence in her memory, her mind was more complicated, and her heart was filled with pain, disappointment, and self-blame.

If he cared more about this sister, would what happened back then be avoided?

If he had been with her more, wouldn't she have run away from home?

If he had found her earlier, wouldn't she have gone through all those tortures to become what she is now?

Yan Yiqi stretched out his hand in front of her, and his tone was gentle, just like to the naughty and cute sister who was a little willful back then, "Tong'er, can you go home with your brother?" ”

The familiar tone of voice evokes many memories of childhood. When she was a child, she was very naughty, always running out to play with her friends, and her brother could always find her before sunset, like now, stretched out a hand and said, "Tong'er, can you go home with your brother?" Then she would lie on his back and let him carry him home with her......

Hong Luo's fingers trembled, but he took a step back, raised his head slightly to force back the wetness under his eyes, and then looked at him, his tone was resolute, "Brother, you go!" Tell your father and grandmother that Tong'er is dead, and she will repay their kindness in the next life! ”

Yan Yiqi's hand gradually lowered and clenched, "Tong'er, when are you still obsessed?" ”

"Brother, I have no way out......

Yan Yiqi watched her leave, the hidden weapon in his hand pierced his palm, and the bright red blood slid down the veins drop by drop, falling on the wet soil, as if to commemorate some kind of passing......

After today, see each other again, and we will be enemies!

The weather was suddenly cold, and the night was falling faster than usual. Lan Yiling slowly opened his tired eyes, and for a moment he was dazed, thinking of Sakura's robbery, he hurriedly sat up, and saw the tall figure through the screen, and felt a little relieved.

Wei Chengfeng was listening to the report of the dark guard, and when he saw Lan Yiling walking out barefoot in a thin undershirt, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and he hurriedly took the cloak and wrapped her up, hugged her to the side and sat down. The dark guard received his gaze and retreated silently.

Lan Yiling grabbed his hand that was about to be withdrawn, and asked anxiously, "How is it?" Sakura: Any news? ”

Wei Chengfeng's eyes dimmed, and he didn't intend to hide it, "The entire three thousand seven hundred and twelve households in the cherry capital have been investigated, and nothing has been found. ”

Lan Yiling struggled to sit up, "I'll go to the dungeon!" ”

"Ling'er!" Wei Chengfeng stopped her, and when Lan Yiling thought he was going to dissuade him, he said, "Eat first, I'll go with you!" ”

This is the fastest meal Lan Yiling has eaten, no matter what dish Wei Chengfeng puts in her bowl, she will swallow it quickly, sometimes without chewing, just swallowing it raw. Seeing this, Wei Chengfeng didn't force her, and after eating a small half bowl of rice, he pulled her out of the palace together.

On the way, Wei Chengfeng looked at her dull appearance, reached out to hold her hand, and asked, "Ling'er, can you tell me about your experience in the past four years?" He had been waiting for her to speak, but now he didn't want to wait any longer.

Hearing this, Lan Yiling raised his head and looked at him fixedly, and then lowered his eyes after touching the persistence in his eyes, looking at his wide palm holding himself tightly, the same whiteness, a large and a small extraordinarily harmonious, a little touched.

In the past few years, she has mostly lived a life of exile, in a strange place, and often misses the temperature of this big hand holding herself, but the temperature in her memory is always slightly cool, not as warm as now.

They always seem to be missing, when she needs warmth the most, he can't give it, and when he can, it's too late......