Luo Qifeng shook his head, and after a while, he directly took out his mobile phone and turned out Lan Xiyun's number.

The thought of silently slender body, hair, eyebrows, and eyes being burned to ashes made his heart ache uncontrollably.

"Wind, let's let the dean call?" Fang Yirou held Luo Qifeng's hand, and for some reason, she felt more and more panicked, as if she was ......

Some kind of particularly bad premonition!

"Not necessarily." Luo Qifeng glanced at Fang Yirou again, just in time to meet her flickering gaze, what is this woman afraid of?

*****

Blue Family Villa.

The air in the courtyard was cold, and Lan Xia stared at Lan Xiyun without blinking. Although she knew that she and Lan Xiyun were not related by blood, she still let Lan Xiyun move back, and ...... There was also a badly wounded Aimer.

"Xia, thank you, thank you for helping to hide everything." Lan Xiyun said in a low voice, he was obviously a lot haggard, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken.

"Brother, is it worth it for you to do this? Aimer doesn't love you, doesn't love! ”

"Xia, in fact, there are many things, there is no worthiness and unworthiness, guarding silence is an instinct of mine, no matter who she loves, this instinct will not change. It's like we, although not related by blood, you are still used to treating me as an older brother. Lan Xiyun patted Lan Xiya on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Lan Xiya didn't speak again, she couldn't agree with Lan Xiyun's point of view, just as the reason why she took Lan Xiyun and Ai Yimo back was for a purpose.

……

In the bedroom, there was a decadent silence.

The moment Lan Xiyun cautiously pushed open the door, his heart hurt.

Ai Yimo sat quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she didn't move, her eyes were not focused, but she kept looking at her ring finger.

No crying, no laughing, so quiet as if it didn't exist.

"Be silent, obedient, don't sit on the ground, you'll catch a cold." Lan Xiyun walked over and gently picked up Ai Yimer, but at this moment, the mobile phone rang.

His mobile phone was on the bedside table, and the three words Luo Qifeng kept flickering, stabbing Aimer's eyes red.

"Silently ......" Lan Xiyun was very distressed, picked up the phone and wanted to turn it off directly, but-

"Let's take it." Aimer uttered two words hoarsely, the first words she had spoken since she woke up.

Lan Xiyun was silent, and only nodded bitterly after a moment, "Okay." ”

"Mr. Lan, I heard that you took my wife's body?" On the other side of the phone, Luo Qifeng's voice was still as lazy and cold as ever.

"Yes." Lan Xiyun looked at Ai Yimer, she tightened the sheets, and her pale lips turned red.

It's hard to ignore the sadness, and I want to cover it up.

"Are you qualified to cremate my woman without my consent? Or, you didn't get it when she was alive, so you still want to remember it after she dies and want to keep it for yourself? Lan Xiyun, let me tell you, my woman, even if she turns to ashes, I will not allow anyone to covet it! Luo Qifeng gritted his teeth and said, he hated so much, hated why he couldn't even see the last side of silence!

Hearing this, the anger that Lan Xiyun had been suppressing for several days exploded, and he roared angrily: "Your woman? Well, when you hurt Silence, did you ever think that she was your woman? When you kill her, how can you not think about it, she is your woman! ”

"Whew!" Luo Qifeng sneered indifferently, but his eyes were actually red. "She's the !! the damn thing"

He hung up the phone fiercely, for fear that if he continued to speak, he would choke up.