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Ye Wushuang, who was curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, struggled, that was the confusion of the past, the thirst for memory.

I don't know how long I struggled with the sound of pain in the room, he was sweating profusely and sat on the ground regardless of his image, and suddenly, he made a decision.

Since you can't find his memories at the discount, maybe you can leave here.

Just do it when you think of it, Ye Wushuang stood up, picked up a pen and paper, and quickly wrote a few lines, the smile on his face became a little thicker.

If someone is here at this moment, then it will definitely be surprising, because the little master of the night family who is not smiling actually has such a smile on him.

"Miss Bingyun is here this time, how long are you going to stay?" An old woman leaned over and brought her a plate of food, looking at her with love in her eyes.

"It's Grandma, I'll just come by myself, I haven't thought about how long to live, by the way, Grandma, tell me about Wushuang when he was a child."

In the past, when she came, she always told her, and she would tell her the next time, but in fact, she never said it.

Grandma was slightly stunned, "When I was a child, things were too long ago, not to mention that when the little master came back, he was already thirty years old, and I really can't say about the old woman." ”

Not only can it really not be said, but there is also an important reason, that is, it is not allowed to say it, which is not only related to the safety of the little young master, but also related to his future.

Bingyun thought for a moment and tilted her head, and thoughtfully poured tea for the old woman, "That mother-in-law, who is Wushuang's mother, you should always say it, right?" ”

"Young Master's mother ......", and when she was about to say something, the old woman's face instantly became serious.

"The matter of the little young master's mother, the old slave is not very clear, Miss Bing, don't ask, I still have things on the stove, so the old slave will retreat first."

After saying that, no matter how Bingyun kept her, she left here quickly, and the people in the dark looked at all this indifferently, obviously very satisfied with the old woman's behavior.

Bingyun sighed, "Hey, people say that they want to please the woman's line and please the mother-in-law, but I don't have a chance to please the future mother-in-law, life, it's difficult!" ”

But she was not discouraged, she had persisted for seven years, and she didn't believe that her true feelings were not hot for Ye Wushuang's heart made of stone.

On the other side, Ye Zhentian, the head of the Ye family, was looking at a portrait with affection in his eyes, "I'm sorry for you, but don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the child, and I will never let him have an accident again." ”

"The head of the house, my subordinates have something to report", one of them said respectfully outside the house.

Nightquake took the painting back into his space ring, and straightened his face, "What's the matter?" Come in and talk. ”

"Family master, this is the map sent by the little master, please take a look."

Looking down at this volume of maps, Ye Zhentian's eyes were a little lonely, "Wushuang him, is he busy?" He just wanted to be alone with him for a while.

His subordinates lowered their heads, how could they not hear the expectation in the words of the head of the family, he pursed his lips, "The young master has been tired of traveling and driving, and he has rested, if you have something to do, I will go and invite the young master to come over." ”

"No, let him have a good rest, show me the map", Ye Zhentian, who took the map and was about to open it, suddenly noticed a small note falling.

"This is ......", when he saw the meaning of the note, Ye Zhentian's hand was released, and the note fell to the ground, which happened to be seen by this subordinate, and he was also stunned, and raised his head in shock.

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