Chapter 23: Ling
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"Brother, brother." The girl's crisp voice came, and Ling Qianluo impatiently pulled the quilt above her head. The door was pushed open by a girl who looked like she was eight or nine years old, with a pair of blue butterflies standing on her shoulders on a small white dress. The girl's big eyes are smart, her skin is like snow, her black hair is extremely waist, and as the girl runs, the girl is like an elf who has strayed into the world, beautiful and cute, and people are reluctant to hurt.
"Brother Qianluo." The girl threw herself on the edge of the white bed and shook the person on the bed coquettishly.
"Get out." The person on the bed was disturbed, yelled hoarsely, wrapped the quilt on his body again, and ignored the girl.
"Brother, brother, do you remember Xiao Yin? Xiao Yin misses you very much, brother, can you look up at Xiao Yin? Are you good at playing with Xiaoyin? The girl didn't seem to hear the man's words and continued to be coquettish. Brother Qianluo obviously likes her the most, why don't you take a look at her?
"Who let you in? Get the hell out of here. Ling Qianluo finally lifted the quilt impatiently, didn't want to look at the girl, and bypassed the girl and got out of bed. The long hair was scattered across the dressing gown, and the ends of the hair were eerily white.
"It was Dad who said you came back, and I came here secretly." The girl didn't seem to see the man's disgust and ignorance, followed behind him, jumped and stepped on his footsteps, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, I just want to see you, don't you love me the most?" ā
"If you weren't Lin Xi's daughter, I would like you very much." Ling Qianluo sneered, took his clothes and walked into the bathroom, closing Ling Shiyin out of the door.
There was a sound of water in the bathroom, Ling Shiyin didn't leave, she sat on the bed carefully, waiting for Ling Qianluo to come out.
"Brother, I know you hate me, but brother, that's my mother, there are some things I don't know, and no one will let me know, brother, you've been robbed." Regardless of whether Ling Qianluo heard it or not, he said to himself. She took off her white boots, exposing her ankles, where a red maple leaf was tattooed. This is a curse, a curse specifically aimed at the Ling family, called the curse of confinement. Only a few families have curses. The Ling family is one of them, the Ling family is imprisoned and free, and Ling Shiyin is not the Ling family, because Ling Qianluo does not agree.
Ling Shiyin's mother did something that Ling Qianluo couldn't forgive.
"It's none of your business." Ling Qianluo walked out, neatly dressed, his long hair was gone, replaced by short dry hair.
"Do you just want to die soon?" Ling Shiyin was suddenly angry, and ran into the bathroom without putting on her shoes, it was too late, and the long hair disappeared from her sight little by little.
"Tsk, you're so much like your mother." Ling Qianluo sneered and walked out of his room, he didn't want to stay in this room for a second.
In the hall of the Ling family, there were already people waiting for a long time.
"Uncle Xia, let's go, it's time." Ling Qianluo said with a smile. Unlike his laughter just now, his laughter now seems to be more real.
The middle-aged man in the hall seemed to be very helpless and smiled, "Xiaoluo, why are you in such a hurry, you don't have much time." ā
"But Uncle Xia, she has returned, and the plan has begun." Ling Qianluo said.
"Let's go. Ling Yi, see you next time, I don't want us to be enemies. Xia Renshu stood up and said.
"You take this with you, you shouldn't have eaten it in a long time." Ling Yi, who was sitting near him, put a small bottle on the table, his eyes closed, as if he was tired.
"Gone." Xia Renfu looked at him unexpectedly, and then Ling Bottle held it in the palm of his hand, firmly.
"Hmm."
The sound is soft, just like it was many years ago.
Xia Ren cursed and left, along with Ling Qianluo, and several people of the Ling family who were the same generation as Ling Qianluo.
The person who had been ignored in the hall, Lin Xi walked behind Ling Yi.
"Lin Xi, you're old." Ling Yi said abruptly. Lin Xi was not angry and said, "We are all old. ā
"See Cher? It's been a long time since I've seen her. Ling Yi asked.
"She and Qianluo went to Lian's house." Lin Xi's hand paused for a moment, and then replied skillfully. Lin Xi knew that Ling Yi's illness had happened again.
"Tell them to be careful, Cher's girl is not in good health." Ling Yi admonished.
"Okay." Lin Xi arrived, and her eyes began to moisten.
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