The early summer sun shines through the tips of the leaves in the treetops, illuminating the leaves like transparent emeralds. Lan Qingchuan was lying on the soft collapse in front of the window, his black hair was thin, and his face was pale.

She basks in the sun with her eyes closed, feeling the dampness and heat of the summer breeze. She knew what was most important now, and she couldn't just go back in this posture, unable to even move her steps.

It's a silent, deep, isolated island. In the summer, storms often roll. At this time, the island seemed to be the only isolated island between the sea and the sky, a place forgotten by God.

It was still calm at this time, and a small flock of white-gray red-billed birds landed in front of her window. This flock of birds, who are not afraid of life, wander leisurely among the flowers and branches, and from time to time go to peck at the dark fruits in the emerald shade.

They called out to Lan Qingchuan, tilting their heads to look at the pale and thin beauty.

Time passed so slowly, she and the island seemed to be forgotten. That's what she thinks, but it's not.

Miyachi Ruo was annoyed by the Lan clan's pervasiveness and hot pursuit. Such an attitude told them that the Gong family was bound to win Lan Qingchuan, she was originally a member of the Lan family, and it was natural for her to return.

Lan Yuanli found him, a dusty man, noble and elegant, with a cold determination in his eyes.

They sat face to face at the negotiating table, and the people on both sides were tense and the atmosphere was very tense.

"Lan Qingchuan is the heir of the Lan clan, and he shouldn't have anything to do with you." Lan Yuanli's dark eyes were cold, and he looked at the strangely beautiful young man in front of him, "Or, what do you want to get from her?" ”

Lan Yuanli smiled, "Anything is fine, as long as you return her." ”

Miyachi raised his eyelids, "Anything?" What do you have that I can for? Gong Shu stood beside him, playing with a gun in his hand, his eyebrows were low, but the corners of his mouth were hooked with a smile, meaningless and powerful.

"Her life is in my hands. That's all I can't get here. ”

Gong Chiruo's eyes really can't see any emotion, it's too shallow, and it's hard to predict whether the words are true or false. He has such a beautiful face, but he looks like this, but he is completely vicious and authoritarian.

Lan Yuanli hates dealing with such people the most, this kind of group of people who hide in the dark and can't see the details and don't know when to burst into attack. To put it mildly, it is a group of outlaws, the army of tigers and wolves, who are more ruthless than anyone else.

Lan Yuanli is most worried about Lan Qingchuan's safety now, after her experience, her life is in danger, and her body is also in great loss. Even so, these people are not willing to let her go.

"You're sinning!" Lan Yuanli frowned fiercely, "I'm not talking to you about the conditions, if you want her back, the Lan clan is determined to win." You're not just dealing with Lan, you're dealing with all of France. ”

Miyachi Ruo hooked his lips, he hadn't heard this word for many years, and he didn't know which country's crime he had committed or which country's law he had violated.

"Come on, then." He actually brought a smile and was gorgeous, "As long as you take it, you can take it, Mr. Lan." ”

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Lan Qingchuan felt that the sun in the sky was becoming more and more white and dazzling, and the surrounding environment was filled with some summer restlessness.

The arbor was eagerly stretching out its green shade, and the vigorous green seemed to bloom all over the night, as if it was afraid that it would not burn its green life in this grand sun. Thousands of rays of light cast one circle after another on the ground through the layers of leaves, large and small, bright and shadowy.

Lan Qingchuan's days here passed slowly and boringly, she regained her memory, Gong Chiruo naturally didn't treat her like Chu Li, and she didn't come over often, Gong Shu and they naturally avoided her, like a stranger.

But Gong Chiruo's mind is not sure, he doesn't want her to die, the medicinal materials sent here are all good, and the meals are meticulous and reasonable, and he is not slack.

Gong Nanmu hadn't appeared since the last time, and the one who gave her regular check-ups was a young doctor with a raw eye, gentle and silent, but how many of the people in the organization were simple.

After so many days without incident, Lan Qingchuan regained some spiritual energy, but his face still looked white and fragile, and his eyebrows and eyes were dark and quiet.

The doctor said, "If you want to get better quickly, you have to be obedient and cooperative." ”

Lan Qingchuan narrowed his eyes and picked up the porcelain bowl that was still steaming, and inside was black and red juice, exuding a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Of course she understood, so she drank quietly, cleanly, without the slightest discoloration.

It takes a long, long time for the body to heal, and it may take the rest of your life to pay attention to this. Lan Qingchuan knew this, and she had nothing else to ask for, just to take care of her body and be able to leave this place.

She couldn't get out, either Gong Chiruo let go, or someone else came to pick her up. None of these possibilities are remote.

The summer days are boundless, the wind at night is also warm, and the grass flashes with clusters of glowing fireflies. Green and faint, bright and shining, flying high and low, free.

Miyaikeruo came back tonight, and she heard the sound of a helicopter landing in the distance. Lan Qingchuan calculated, he will be back in the next few days, and there will be a storm on the sea in the near future, and no one will be able to approach this island at that time.

This is a natural cage, and Miyachi should be quite satisfied with it. Her Lan Qingchuan collapsed her body, she was weak and slender, she couldn't occupy the right place and people, and she couldn't escape.