"Jian Nian is also dying now. Nothing can be done. Unconscious in the hospital at the base. What do you ask him to do. ”

Martini pursed her parched lips. A crack had been cracked in her mouth.

The housekeeper looked at her distressed. Reach through the back of her neck. Hold her head. Bring the glass of water on the bedside table to her lips. Reluctantly made her wet lips. Martini's throat was hot. The itching doesn't stop. And the smell of blood. He looked at the butler weakly. He whispered, "I'm looking for ...... Find him...... Yes, I have a lot to ...... To say ......"

"You want to sue him. You are Gu Qixue. The butler seemed to have seen through Martini's mind. Sighing helplessly. “m。 He is Jian Nian. Not Lian Ronglin. He grew up beside Quinn from a young age. How could it be Lian Ronglin. Lian Ronglin is dead. You know that. This is the arrangement of the organization. He couldn't be alive. And. Even if Lian Ronglin escaped death. In the end, he really survived. How could he replace Jian Nian and pretend to be Jian Nian to become a young owner. You should know. Quinn is a cunning and suspicious man. Jian Nian was brought up by him. You don't think he can tell who Jian Nian is. Who are the imposters. ”

Martini twitched her eyelashes slightly. She knew that it didn't make sense. But...... But she could sense it. Jian Nian is Lian Ronglin. Lian Ronglin is Jian Nian. The two of them share too many similarities. The resemblance is almost identical. There is no way to explain it. Only. Martini can think of it. Only they are the same person such an explanation.

The housekeeper wanted her to drink some more water. But Martini don't overdo it. Resisted.

The housekeeper knew in his heart. But they couldn't be persuaded. can only say: "Have you considered your son Binbin?" He is seven years old. Went to school. You weren't talking about it before. Want to leave the organization. And Bin Bin live a happy life. Now Quinn thinks something has happened to you. It's the perfect time for you to leave the organization without you knowing. I'll help you. So you don't have to worry. ”

"Binbin......" Speaking of Binbin. Tears welled up in Martini's eyes again.

"Let's go. Don't go back. I will arrange for someone to pick him up in the United States. I investigated. Quinn didn't send a lot of people to spy on Binbin. Binbin is very free to go to and from school. It's not a problem that we're going to take him away. When the time comes, Britain, Germany, Japan...... You can go to any country you want. Cherish this opportunity given to you by God. Start life again. You're so young and so beautiful. Binbin is only seven years old and needs you to be by his side all the time...... m。 Leave these things at that. ”

Martini shook her head with tears in her eyes. The subordinate grabbed the butler's sleeve. Although she used all her strength. But the hand is still soft. “…… No...... Before I go, go. I ...... these words I must tell him...... Especially、Especially this time。 When I'm in ...... In the powder room. I, my whole being, was desperate...... That feeling of death made me helpless and ...... Crazy again...... When I was buried in a pit by the black, the shadow. I—I can still breathe...... I can still squint my eyes...... Can I see ...... See the light. Little by little, it disappears...... I can feel it...... Breathing, breathing becomes slower and slower...... Bulky...... My life is ticking. That's all I can ...... Feel it this way. But, but there is nothing to be done...... I want to hold on to hope. I'm longing for ...... Wish. But. I can't hold anything...... I think. Myself...... Dead ......"

The butler listened. Heartache. Tears fell like rain.

"Now you're fine. It's all right. Child. ”

"When you are buried in a pit...... When breathlessness becomes a luxury. I...... I thought about it a lot...... The only thing I can and can do. It's mine...... of the brain. The past, the past flashed back one by one. I realized...... How wrong I was before, how outrageous ......"

Martini paused slightly. Breathing heavily. It hurts a lot to pull on my chest.

“…… Sue...... Su Wei's eyes before jumping off the building. Her appearance. Over and over again...... Over and over again in my head...... That's hopeless...... It's icy ...... With and with a nostalgia for this world...... in my head. Lingering ......"

"Kids. Say no more. You need to rest. Now you're safe. No one can kill you. The butler caressed Martini's black hair. comforted.

Martini stared at the ceiling and saw it. It was as if someone was floating there talking to her.

Yes. In Martini's eyes. Su Wei was floating there. Just like she looked before she jumped off the building.

She said. I brought it on myself...... This is, this is my retribution...... And also, and retribution on Binbin......"

The butler shook his head. Comforting as much as possible. Backhand shook Martini's hand. "No, no, no. You believe in the fourth uncle. ”

Martini was still staring blankly at the ceiling. The whole person seems to be enchanted. It's like being ghosted. Talk to oneself. In the beginning. The butler could still understand. But to the back. The housekeeper had no idea what she was talking about. Babble. It's like chanting a mantra. It's like reciting scriptures. But you can still hear the words "Binbin", "Jian Nian" and "Lian Ronglin". The butler's name calling Martini didn't work. She just couldn't come to her senses.

The housekeeper was in a hurry. He probed the temperature of Martini's forehead with his hand. Surprised, he hurriedly withdrew his hand. Boiling hot.

The housekeeper wanted to take Martini away. She was covered in wounds and afraid of hurting her. Not to mention where to take her away. The housekeeper didn't have a rut. It's in the middle of nowhere. Even if you call 120 and wait for an ambulance to come, it will take several hours. The situation with Martini is far from optimistic. The housekeeper immediately asked the farmer to find the nearest doctor nearby. Another sum of money was given. Let the peasant woman kill her own chicken and make soup for Martini.

Tossed down all night. The horizon was already gray.

"My niece. I'll leave it to you. ”

The butler pulled out a thick envelope. It was handed over to the farmer.

The farmer weighed the weight in his hand. Immediately burst into laughter. "You can rest assured. We will definitely take care of her. ”

"I come every day. Trouble. ”

The butler bowed politely. He looked at the sleeping Martini again. before slowly leaving.

Although he was very reluctant to go. But he hadn't been back to the mansion all night. Quinn must not be suspicious.

The old-fashioned Jetta re-enters the country lane. Facing the frost and mist in the cold air. Gradually disappearing with a blue-gray mist.

……

……

Since then. Another three days. Three days of snowfall. A white patch between heaven and earth.

Early in the morning. The horizon is still thin and bright. The snow light reflected on the windows was exceptionally bright. It's like noon.

Qian Xiaomo stretched on the bed. Not sure why. She always felt that she had slept much more honestly these days. I wake up in the morning and wrap myself in a quilt. Warm and warm. She had always slept unsteadily. Flip it over. Tossing. So I tend to wake up in the morning. The quilt slipped to the side.

Didn't think much of it. She got out of bed. Although very early. But because I live in a moon villa, I usually don't have much to do. It's boring. Qian Xiaomo took the initiative to help Xiang's mother clean the villa. Prepare meals. Xiang's mother is happy every day. Infected Qian Xiaomo is also happy. Listen to Xiang's mother tell Lei Ming's story. From Lei Ming was still in his mother's womb to before Lei Ming went to the United States. Qian Xiaomo felt so down-to-earth. I was amused by Lei Ming's childhood incidents. Don't worry about it every day. She knows. Lei Ming will definitely come back safely.

"Is there any news from Lei Ming today. Will he come back. ”

Qian Xiaomo took breakfast to the study. Du Jianping is already working. There was no heating in the study. It's always cold. The desk is piled up with all kinds of materials. There are also large and small maps. It's all military maps. It's not the same as a normal map. The ground was also piled with cardboard boxes. The cardboard box is full of all kinds of archives and tools that Du Jianping needs to use. Qian Xiaomo came in every time. There is no room to put their feet. The corner of the bookshelf. Position against the wall. There was a simple camp bed. It is where Du Jianping sleeps every day.

"Nope." Du Jianping casually took the soy milk handed by Qian Xiaomo. Take a sip. "He's not coming, either."

"Since there is no news of Lei Ming. So how did you know he wasn't coming. ”

Du Jianping's hand paused. Raised his eyes to look at Qian Xiaomo. Her clear, translucent eyes were as dazzling as snow.

Qian Xiaomo continued: "If he tells you, he won't come." It's also his news. So. You have no idea when he's going to be back. Right. ”

"Even so. I know better than you about his current situation. Du Jianping retracted his gaze again. Looking at the text in his hand. Hold a soy milk cup. No longer looked at Qian Xiaomo.

Qian Xiaomo left again.

Du Jianping saw her close the door of the study. I waited for more than ten minutes. only then dialed Lei Ming's mobile phone.

"What's going on now. Did the Dark Shadow find it? ”

"Nope." Lei Ming's voice looked tired. "I'll come over in the evening and ask you for something."

"There's something you can't talk about on the phone."

"Not happy."

Du Jianping snorted coldly. "You're giving yourself an excuse. Let's meet Qian Xiaomo. You come every night. Interesting. ”

"You don't have to."

Lei Ming's voice stopped abruptly. Hung up the phone neatly.

Du Jianping pouted. I buried myself in my work again.

Half an hour later. Qian Xiaomo came back to clean up the soy milk cups and plates.

A calm day. And so it goes.

Qian Xiaomo is the same as usual. I ran for a hot shower early. Go to bed at 12 o'clock on time. In a warm bed. Qian Xiaomo read the book for a while. Before I knew it, I fell asleep. The bedside light was on. The book slipped out of her arms. Fell on the bed. More than ten minutes later. The bedroom door was slowly pushed open. The lights in the hallway sneaked in.

A pair of large hands rotated the button of the bedside lamp. Turn off the lights. and lightly took away the book that fell beside Qian Xiaomo. Then he re-covered the quilt for Qian Xiaomo. After doing this series of actions that you do every day. Lei Ming leaned over and kissed Qian Xiaomo's forehead. Gently like cotton. The light of the snow outside the window illuminated the side of his face. Angular, yet gentle as water.

Lei Ming walked lightly and left. Gently closed the bedroom door. Du Jianping was already glaring at him impatiently.

"Every time I come, it's a personal affair of my children. You do. Where is there a serious search for the whereabouts of the black shadow. Du Jianping was counting him.

Lei Ming replied nonchalantly: "I don't think there is anything between the two things. You can't because of my love for Momo. I concluded that I was not positive about the dark shadows. It's far-fetched. ”

"Feelings can affect your judgment and thinking. Makes you not calm enough. ”

"So that's why my godmother has been single for so long."

Du Jianping's eyes flashed. "My thing. You don't have to worry about it. What do you know. ”

"I don't know anything. Didn't want to know anything either. Lei Ming replied confidently. All I know is that people live in the world. The most important thing is feelings. Family, love and friendship. It is the only meaning and value of our existence. Otherwise. No more money. No matter how much reputation. None of them can satisfy the vacancy in your heart. I don't want to wait until I'm old. Same with you. Godmother. I just want to be with the people I love. ”

Du Jianping's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Lei Ming brushed her shoulder. Only a chilling cold wind was left.

And the money in the bedroom. But he was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself......

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