Dean looked at the snow wolf lying on the stairs and took out the key in his pocket, the snow wolf's eyes lit up when he saw it, he ran to Dean, held it in his mouth, turned around and ran quickly to the second floor.

Yiling stood beside the large double bed and looked at the woman curled up in a ball.

Reach out and take her arm, turn her around, and lie flat.

There was a slight flush on his fair face.

"Sister, wake up. Sister? ”

Yiling pushed her a few times, but Ahn Ran-hee didn't react at all.

Then he picked her up with confidence, pressed one hand to the wall lamp on the wall, and turned the human-high mirror backwards to lead to another room.

After Yiling walked in with Ahn Ran-hee in his arms, the mirror turned back by itself, stitched so that there was not a trace of gap.

The room was simple with a chair, a desk, and thick books all over the walls.

Yiling put her on the chair, got up and walked to the bookshelf, and took out a small platinum-gold box from the camera obscura, which contained something the size of a palm-sized makeup box.

When the box was opened, the white smoke slowly rose, and it was immediately closed, holding your breath.

Walked back to Ahn Ran-hee, gently lifted her head, lifted her fingers lightly, put it next to her nose for a few seconds, and immediately covered it.

About half a minute later, Yiling saw her fingers hanging by her side move slightly.

Yi Ling turned around and took out an old pocket watch from the desk drawer.

When the lid is opened, the sound of the hour hand "ticking and ticking" is particularly clear.

The pocket watch was hanging from her ear.

Fold your long fingers and snap your fingers lightly.

Yiling saw An Ranxi's eyelids move slightly.

"You slept on the second floor of Zhongli's main house, and you slept soundly, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Do you remember, what was your name?"

"My name is .... Ahn Dye-hee. ”

"Do you have any other names?"

"Yes."

"What's it called?"

"Zhongli... One dye. ”

“goodgirl。”

Zhongli Yiling put his hand on the chair, and the beautiful voice sounded again, "Zhongli Yiran, you recently found a very important person, what is his name?" ”

"Gu Beiyan..."

"Is there anyone else in his family?"

"Yes."

"Who else?"

"And ink, grandpa...."

"Who's Mo?"

"Gu Beiyan's brother."

"He's very sick, isn't he?"

An Ranxi frowned slightly, and quickly stretched out, "Yes." ”

"Do you think that the death of your mother Lin Qingqu is related to Gu Nanmo's illness?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to save him?"

"I want to..."

"He lied to you, do you still want to save him?"

"Save...."

Yiling lowered his head, "Okay, you have to hear my next words." ”

"You are in Chifeng, in the Los Angeles mission, it is Gu Nanmo who accompanies you."

The hand at her side tightened slightly, and he quickly put his fingers in her palm and flattened her palm.

"The mission in Los Angeles, it was Gu Nanmo who accompanied you and saved you."

"No... It's not Gu Nanmo... It's not Gu Nanmo. ”

Yiling took the thing from the side and placed it in front of her nose. "Los Angeles mission, it was Gu Nanmo who saved you."

"It's... Gu Nanmo saved me. ”

"There is an antidote to Gu Nanmo's illness, remember, only Gu Beiyan can save him, he must save Gu Nanmo, definitely."

The wrinkles piled up between An Ranxi's eyebrows were obviously deeper, who was talking in her ear.

Los Angeles mission, it is Gu Nanmo who is by your side, Gu Nanmo saved you...

Los Angeles mission, it is Gu Nanmo who is by your side, Gu Nanmo saved you...

This sentence has been circling in her ears, no, it's not Gu Nanmo...

Who is it, that name, who is it?