Ai Yimo slowly walked up the escalator, and every step of the mahogany spiral staircase was wiped clean and clean, but since she followed Luo Qifeng into this villa, she had seen other servants except the housekeeper.

"Aunt Zhao has always been cleaning this place alone, since I was a child." Luo Qifeng said softly: "Miss Weiliang mentioned by Aunt Zhao just now is my other cousin, well, her name is Ye Weiliang. ”

Ai Yimo listened quietly, and she raised her eyes suddenly, just in time to catch the gloom that flashed under Luo Qifeng's eyes.

Why?

"The leaves are slightly cool, slightly cool...... That's a nice name. Ai Yimo said with a smile, she subconsciously held Luo Qifeng's hand, but heard him say......

"I took the name Weiliang, she has been very sensible since she was a child, but she ......" Luo Qifeng suddenly stopped, and said in a low voice for a long time: "She's sick." ”

"What ......" disease?

Ai Yimer was abruptly silent, and she finally didn't ask. Luo Qifeng's expression was very sad at the moment, and it could be seen that he cared about this cousin very much.

Luo Qifeng didn't speak again, just shook his head tiredly and gently touched Ai Yimer's face.

Every step that followed was silent. When he walked into the third-floor entrance, Aimer was a little surprised.

The touching places on the third floor are all lonely and cold colors, and in this cold, Ai Yimo suddenly feels that her warm pink body is very out of place.

"Come with me and talk to my grandmother." Luo Qifeng gave Mo Mo a warm arc, and he pulled her to the terrace like this, domineering but gentle to the bone, so that when I thought about it a long time later, Ai Yimo's heart was dripping blood.

The old man sitting quietly on the terrace, although his hair was long and silvery, his face still had an innate elegance. She looked at Luo Qifeng with a sluggish gaze, and her lips moved for a long time before she said two vague words: "Pray...... Wind? ”

"Grandma, it's me." Luo Qifeng squatted down with a smile, but his voice was hoarse.

"Pray for the wind...... Wind ......," the old man smiled as he tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Grandma bought you your favorite candy ......" she fumbled through her pajama pockets until she pulled out a large pile of brightly colored candy wrappers.

"Grandma...... The wind doesn't like to eat sugar now. Luo Qifeng's eyes were already red, and he smiled bitterly, "Her name is Momo, and Feng will marry her in three days, is grandma happy?" ”

"Mo ......" The old man turned her gaze to Ai Yimer, and she trembled and handed the candy wrapper to Mo Mo, "The wind likes to eat these sugars, and he likes ......"

Ai Yimo couldn't stand it anymore, how many unknown pains were hidden in this man?

She also squatted down, clenched the old man's cold hand, and tried to squeeze out a bright smile, "Grandma, I know silently, I will accompany the wind silently in the future, and I won't let him be lonely or make him sad......"

"Silently." Luo Qifeng was in a trance, he still wanted to say something, but-

"Pray for the wind...... cousin" A weak call came, and a tall, thin girl walked over. She looked at Luo Qifeng happily, perhaps because she was too thin, and her eyes looked big.

"It's slightly cool, why don't you put on a coat?" Luo Qifeng lowered his voice and reproached: "Look at you again." ”

Ai Yimo suddenly understood what kind of illness Wei Liang was, she was wearing a mask, and her hair was a little thin.

*****

Ai Yimo didn't know how she came to Luo Qifeng's room when she was a child, she gently stroked the photo frame on the desk, and always felt that an invincible man like him would not expose the fragility of his heart in front of others.

Unless......

"That's right, I can see that Cousin Qifeng loves you very much." Ye Weiliang leaned against the wall and walked into the bedroom, her steps were a little vain.

Ai Yimo instinctively held Ye Weiliang, she didn't know what to say, just said softly: "Sit down?" ”

"No, I want to stand for a while, I'll be scared if I've been in bed for a long time."

"But......," Ai Mo felt a little distressed.

"Don't worry about me, you and Cousin Qifeng will go back later? I really want to attend your wedding, I especially want to ......" Ye Weiliang gasped and said: "However, Cousin Qifeng and Cousin Keyan won't let me, silently, can you help me talk about it, I don't know how long I can live, and whether the match will be successful......"

"It's cool, it's going to be successful, don't think nonsense." Aimer whispered comfortingly.

Ye Weiliang wanted to shake her head, but Ai Yimo's gaze was so clear and affirmative, she seemed to have strength all of a sudden, "Silently, no, cousin-in-law, you and Cousin Qifeng must be very happy and happy." ”

"Thank you, Slightly Cool." Ai Yimo was a little distracted, but Ye Weiliang walked out slowly, she stepped forward to help, but-

"Miss Ai, I'll help Miss Weiliang." Aunt Zhao said politely.

"That'...... All right. Ai Yimo turned around and went back to the room, why did she always feel that Aunt Zhao looked at her strangely?

*****

When I got back to the complex, it was already night.

Aimer looked at the surveillance footage over and over again, and from the day she moved in, she felt incredible.

"Will there be any blind spots that you can't shoot?" Luo Qifeng asked word by word.

"No, Mr. Luo, you see, we have installed surveillance video around your apartment, and it is true that no one else has entered or approached your ......" The property supervisor paused, and then pointed to a figure on the screen, "Well, except for that young lady." ”

"Mu?" Aimer was stunned, she shook her head, and said, "It can't be hers." ”

"There may be fingerprints on the camera, Mr. Luo, you see if you want to ......"

"Well, check your fingerprints." Luo Qifeng squeezed Ai Yimo's hand soothingly, "Momo, let's go back, I'm going to surprise you tonight." ”

But, Fang Yirou ...... "She remembered the phone call in the morning.

"I feel sorry for you the most, you know?" Luo Qifeng said seriously.

……

Fang Yirou's whole body was lifeless, she stared at the door of the ward, and she didn't know if it was a whole day until her phone rang.

"Pray for the wind, are you almost there?" Her hands were shaking violently, and she seemed to have guessed the contents of the call, but she still asked with great calm.

"Rourou, me and Momo can't come today."

"Why? Pray for the wind, will you come and see me now? I'll ...... tomorrow" Fang Yirou leaned against the head of the bed dejectedly, did she really admit it?

"Now, no." Luo Qifeng looked at the bathroom, he turned off the light, and waited for Aimer like this.

"Pray for the wind, I'll ......" Fang Yirou's second half of the sentence was stuck in her throat, and she clenched her lips uncomfortably, but she couldn't resist the feeling of tumbling in her stomach.

She finally couldn't hold it anymore, retching sideways, and the expression on her face became more and more complicated.

Damn, is it......

"Yau Yau?" Luo Qifeng frowned, he seemed to hear some strange sound over there.