After speaking, he hung up the phone, and called with a faint expression: "Dad......"

Nangong Yan's face was dark, and after standing still in front of him, he asked in a dumb voice, "Who is Xue'er?" ”

Nangong Jing paused slightly, a trace of doubt flashed under his dark eyes, and he didn't understand what he meant by suddenly asking? How did he know about this?

Seeing that he hadn't replied for a long time, Nangong Yan's anger in his eyes became more and more intense, and he yelled at him angrily: "Let me ask you, who is Xue'er?" ”

Nangong Jing's face became darker and darker by his yelling, and his father, Nangong Yan, before he was five years old, was the same as his second uncle, and he was extremely fond of him.

Except for work, most of the time he was smiling and hunching him on his broad shoulders, and his mother always laughed at him and said that he was too used to him.

Later, I don't know why? Everything had changed, he had changed, his mother had changed, and although they were still in harmony, he could feel that neither of them was happy.

Especially after having his sister Nangong Windsor, his father is even more closed, and he has been in a slump until now...... Every day, he spends his days in his studio.

tirelessly painted all kinds of paintings, as if there were only paintings in his world, and there was no one else, whether it was his mother Ouyang Jingru

Or he and his sister Nangong Windsor, including the old man, no one in the family seems to be able to touch his emotions, more than ten years, no matter when you see him

He always has a faint expression, there is no trace of waves in his eyes, and he looks like he has no desire and no desire to fight with the world, so it is for him to be angry like today

It was a face that he hadn't seen for many years, so he was more surprised than angry in his heart, and his deep eyes looked at him, and after a moment of silence, he asked without answering, "Where did you know about her?" ”

A black notebook suddenly appeared in Nangong Yan's hand, he was angry, and threw it vigorously in front of him, and reprimanded him angrily: "Nangong Jing, are you crazy?" ”

Nangong Jing stretched out his slender hand and picked up the notebook on the table, and when he opened the first page, he saw "To Xue'er...... Master Nangong Jun! He narrowed his eyes.

No need to look at it anymore, he also knew what was mentioned in it, closed the book with a faint expression, pursed his lips and said, "I'm not crazy, I know very well what I'm doing!" ”

"But, she ...... dead" Before the word could be spoken, Nangong Jing interrupted angrily: "No, she is still alive, I will find her, I will definitely find her!" ”

Nangong Yan raised his hand angrily, wanting to slap him hard, but his big hand trembled in the air, and he didn't move for a long time, so angry that his chest rose and fell violently.

There was a lot of breath in his mouth, and his eyes were full of disappointment, but he didn't fight after all......

Nangong Jing was silent, looking like if you kill me, I won't change anything, Nangong Yan was so angry that he helped his forehead, and his face was red and white.

A touch of complexity and confusion flashed under his dark eyes, showing the great grief in his heart, and he said in a dumb voice: "Nangong Jing, you are the hope of the whole family.

Regardless of this "Cher"...... Whether she lives or dies, you have to give me a good life! ”

Nangong Jing clenched his fists, closed his eyes in pain, pursed his thin lips and didn't say a word, how could Nangong Yan not understand.

The people of their Nangong family, if their partner goes west, they will not want to live alone, unless there is a reason why he must live...... Even if he lives, he will be like his second brother, lonely and old!

(End of chapter)