Fang Lan suddenly looked at her eyes steadily, her gaze gradually softened, and she looked at her as if she was not looking at her, staring across thousands of mountains and rivers.

She was stunned, the old lady's eyes were so complicated that she couldn't understand what she was thinking for a moment.

"Grandma Fang, what are you thinking?" She asked gently, for fear of disturbing the old lady's deep thoughts.

Fang Lan exhaled faintly, shook her head, and was reluctant to speak.

There seems to be nothing to say about a little girl.

She knew that Fang Lan didn't trust her, so she was reluctant to say it.

This old lady not only does not have Alzheimer's, but also hides her thoughts, which is not simple.

"Grandma, how come you have so many scars on your legs? Who bullied you, you tell me. She tried to communicate again.

"No one bullied me." Fang Lan shook her head, then looked at a photo frame on the bedside table in a daze.

She looked back at the frame, and there was nothing special about it, just a kind-faced old gentleman sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Fang Lan's eyes slowly moistened.

"Little girl, you're new here, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to sleep. You go out. Fang Lan picked up the towel she had placed next to the bed and wiped her feet.

She was unwilling to go out like this.

I haven't said anything yet.

Since this old lady is not stupid, why didn't she tell her son that others had so many scars on her body? Could it be that someone in the nursing home pressured her not to speak out?

She silently poured out the water for washing her feet, and when she came out of the bathroom, Fang Lan had already laid down and closed her eyes.

Obviously, the old lady did not want to talk again.

She covered the old lady with a quilt and walked out first. It looks like tonight may be doomed to nothing.

Leaving the room, she breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

There was a man standing in front of the door of the next room, a man, wearing a doctor's white coat and a blue medical mask.

Although only a pair of eyes were exposed all over her body, she didn't look directly at those eyes, but she could feel a heroic temperament.

This man has a very good temperament and a good figure, facing her sideways, but when she glances over, he turns and walks away.

No face was seen.

She followed him.

First, she must go this way on the way out, and second, she always feels that this doctor's body shape and temperament are a little familiar.

There was a toilet and a staircase at the end of the hallway, and when the doctor entered the toilet, she had to go to the other side of the stairs.

Ling Rui entered the toilet, changed out of the white coat that he had temporarily "borrowed", and went to the parking lot to pick up the car.

He thought she drove away first, but he didn't expect her car to be there, so she should still be in the nursing home.

He had been guarding the door since she entered room 205, and when he heard her open the door and come out, he hurriedly stood at the door of the next room and pretended to be calm to check the folder.

A figure flashed at the entrance of the parking lot, and it was her. He hurried into his car, but she heard the door closing, and she looked at him, so he had to turn on the high beams and quickly drive the car out.

She muttered, this person is really lacking in morality, and he actually turned on the high beams!

But she didn't pay much attention to what kind of car it was, and she didn't pay much attention to the people in the car.

She pulled out of the car and headed straight for Wolfton University. His car followed slowly behind her and followed her to school.

She dressed up in the car for a while before getting out of the car, and returned to the original image of a student girl with a bun. He sat motionless in the driver's seat, quietly watching her get out of the car in front of him, secretly amazed.

Ling Yuxing, Ling Yuxing, why are you so good?