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The snow is fluttering, and the rain is free. Childe stood in front of the window, wearing a down jacket, but his slender and slender hands were cold and red.

"Childe, do you still need to continue to inquire about Ning Shao's recent actions?" Gu Quan stood behind Gongzi, his eyes full of worry.

Childe was stunned, and his eyes turned from the heavy snow outside the window to the desk on the side, on which was a document from the ghost hand today.

"No need." I inquired, but I couldn't find anything.

"Yes."

The master and servant stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, letting the cold wind blow.

"Gu Quan, you say-" Childe lowered his head and straightened out the corner that was blown by the wind, "Do you say he knows who I am?" ”

"Probably guessed."

"What's in that room?" Childe's voice was gently blown away in the wind, "What can let him know his identity?" ”

"Need someone to see it?" Gu Quan's proposal.

"I've already broken into it once, and if I break into it again, my good father-in-law will be too useless." Childe hooked his lips sarcastically, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "He actually knows, it's better to meet in the open... Gu Quan, what do you say? ”

"It's... It's dangerous, he was already very unfriendly to you when he didn't know who you are, and now he knows... I'm afraid..."I'm afraid of what, Gu Quan stopped his mouth, and he saw the coldness in Gongzi's eyes.

"I'm afraid of what?" Childe looked at Gu Quan indifferently, "I'm afraid he won't be able to control himself and kill me with one shot?" ”

"Just in case." Gu Quan somehow felt a chill behind him.

"He's not going to do that."

Childe doesn't know where his confidence comes from? In fact, logically speaking, there is no balance between the two of them, Ling Zishan, and they should be rivals, but so far, Gongzi has not been able to put Ning Yuqian in a completely hostile position.

The Lin family made a move on Chenxi this time, and the son was like a guest officer watching a play, watching it with relish, but he felt that he would lose from beginning to end.

The reality is also like this, Dawn easily resolved all the crises, and also got the support of Xiao. Now in the whole of Kyoto, no one knows that the Lin family is playing behind the back, resulting in a loss of nearly 1.7 billion for Chenxi, and this 1.7 billion is filled by the Xiao family, the first consortium in Kyoto.

This back and forth, in the faint morning light, has the intention of replacing the Lin family. At the beginning, I believed in the company that Lin withdrew its investment, but now it is so regretful that its intestines are green.

Ning Yuqian didn't know how he returned to the room from the living room, he only felt that his body was filled with a thousand catties of lead, and he couldn't control himself. He didn't know that the despair in his dark night, groping his way forward in this familiar environment, these appearances all fell into Fu Lao's eyes.

Fu Lao's two lines of tears slipped down his cheeks, and his rickety figure shakily against the darkness. The return of Ling Zishan's granddaughter seems to have been exchanged for the blessings of the Fu family for several lifetimes, but this blessing will not last long... Isn't it that your own God still wants to take it away after all?

Ling Zishan's crisp cries of "grandpa" and "grandpa" seemed to be still echoing in her ears. Fu Lao sighed softly, whether it was fate or not, it was all destined by God. Who can blame it?

"Brother Yuqian, look..."Ling Zishan pointed to the computer on the table, and the screen was the backstage of a certain website, "I've already started writing." Do you remember the story I told you earlier? ”

"The one your grandmother said you were?"

Ning Yuqian sat down on the sofa and hugged her waist along Ling Zishan, she also leaned into his arms along his arm, nodded obediently, and responded, "Hmm." ”

"When my grandmother was a child, she loved to tell me stories. Any messy stories can be told vigorously, but many stories are told halfway but not half, and it doesn't matter if they hang on to people's curiosity. Only this story, she told and told, and she didn't seem to get tired of it. Later I found out that it was the true story, her experience..."

I still remember that after the last time the two had an awkward relationship, Ling Zishan was in this room, pointing to her busy things during this time, and proudly told him that she had started her dream. That look of satisfaction and pride is still hard to forget.

Tears fell down Ning Yuqian's fingers. Ning Yuqian covered his face with his hands, and kept replaying the bits and pieces since he met in his mind, and those pictures seemed to be pressed the autoplay button, and he couldn't stop.

The night was long, and this house contained most of the memories of the two of them after they came to Kyoto. How warm it was at that time, how painful it was for Ning Yuqian at this moment.

You've only told half of that story, and who will tell me the remaining half? Ning Yuqian unconsciously walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, there was boundless darkness outside, but it was not as deep as the whirlpool in his heart at this moment.

The layout in the room was no different from the day Ling Zishan left, and the spotless floor was bright and reflective. Like him, she was accustomed to a clean environment, but she always mischievously put a puddle of unknown things on him, and then gloated at his dark face and smiled, which made him very helpless at this time.

Looking back now, I think about how precious those times were.

Pulling open the drawer on the bedside table, lying inside is Ling Zishan's treasured photo album, since she came to Ning's house, when she is alone, she always likes to hold a photo album to remember the time. And the album is now lying alone in a drawer, and the owner can no longer look through it.

Ning Yuqian paused, his blurred vision fell on the cover of the album for a moment, and he couldn't help but look away and close the drawer again.

On the cover of the album, she hugged her grandmother and smiled innocently and brightly. She was only ten years old.

I couldn't help but tears surging in my heart, which was also the biggest reason why Ning Yuqian rarely came back to Fu Mansion during this time. As long as he returned, the memories continued to pierce his heart and remind him of how cruel reality was.

With each passing day, the moon sets and the sun rises, and when the dawn sets sail, it is a new day.

The waves are gently lapping on the shore, the morning seaside is a little cool, and it is a hot day, and you can't help but get goosebumps in short sleeves.

Ling Zishan got up early and stepped on the endless coastal beach, the waves gently lapping on the instep of her feet, like a mother's gentle hand, fleeting, as if it had never existed.

She has been trapped on this island for a month, and during this time, although these people have been deceived by all kinds of tricks, she still found some traces.

At the very least, she knew who the person who had brought her to the island was. It's just, for some reason. Now, it seems that it was probably for protection, or maybe her presence was hindering the development of something and had to let her go.

"Miss Ling, it's time for breakfast."

"Hmm."

Ling Zishan followed the maid and returned to the villa. During this time, she woke up almost every morning to walk around the beach, then came back for breakfast, and then locked herself in her room until lunchtime.

"Miss Ling, my lord asked me to tell you, everything will be over soon."

Today's maid, after laying out the dishes for Ling Zishan, did not leave immediately as usual, but left such a sentence.

Ling Zishan unconsciously ate the noodles in the bowl, her eyes scattered and her thoughts confused. Soon it will be over? What does it end? It's just that she knows the dots in it, and she can't guess the general thing.

After eating breakfast and returning to the room, Ling Zishan started her busy daily work again, writing stories, the unfinished stories. Ling Zishan sighed softly at the notebook, the current confusion and anxiety, the unknown future, she could only rely on the words written down one by one to vent her inner emotions.

Another day of repetition.

Whether it is Gongzi, Ning Yuqian, or Ling Zishan, everyone is good, and they seem to have a bad time during this time. But there is such a person, in this turbulent period, still has no heart and lungs. The sound of the locomotive resounded through the streets of Kyoto, and the mother and her child who were walking on the side of the road were crying, but the culprit was very happy to ride the bicycle to the Dawn Building.

The handsome black windbreaker added a bit of ruffian's handsomeness to Ning Yuhan, who had not returned for a long time, and muttered to the high-rise building of Chenxi, "Hey, I'm back." ”

"Brother Duan Ming? What about my eldest brother? ”

Ning Yuhan pushed open the door of the president's office, but he didn't see Ning Yuqian's figure, and looked left and right in surprise before running to Duan Ming, who was immersed in serious work, and asked a question, so frightened that Duan Ming's heartbeat stopped, patted his chest, and complained in shock

"You're scared the hell out of me! How did you get up? ”

"You came up in the elevator."

Duan Ming was choked for a moment, and asked angrily, "I'm asking you that you haven't been to the company, why did the front desk let you in?" ”

"I said, are you IQ offline? Just with my loved, flowery, handsome and invincible face, how could those girls at the front desk stop me? Ning Yuhan was shamelessly stinky, and then asked the question again, "What about my eldest brother?" ”

"You don't come, it's a very serious matter to neglect your duties in Dawn." Duan understood, Ning Yuhan glanced at him, "It's either in the Fu family or in the Chen family, why did you suddenly return to China?" ”

"He called me back!" Ning Yuhan's eyes widened, "I can understand him when he goes back to the Fu family, what is he doing at the Chen family?" Although Ning Yuhan has been away from the country for a long time and doesn't know anything about what has happened recently, he knows his eldest brother in the end, and he suddenly smells something unusual, "Is something wrong?" ”

"You can call your eldest brother and ask. Don't bother me, I'm busy. ”

Duan Ming pushed Ning Yuhan away, and then buried himself in the documents, this stack of documents was the project statement of Xiao's reallocation of 1.7 billion yuan. Now that Ning Yuqian is not here, Ji Ming is busy with the change of position, and these things all fall on him.