The house is surrounded by dozens of acres of cherry blossom forests, which have not been taken care of for many years, and are overgrown with patches of weeds taller than people, withered branches everywhere, and exude the smell of rot.

Walking into the cherry blossom forest, in the distance, I saw a familiar white figure under a cherry blossom tree.

Ling Shaochen!

There is still a face to come here!

Hatred surged up, and killing intent burst out in Yi Tian's eyes, and he quietly took off the bracelet on his wrist and folded it into a knife, like a lone wolf quietly approaching.

Ling Shaochen dug out a box under the cherry blossom tree.

Pull the dirt off the box and stand up.

Turning around and looking up, I saw Yi Lean, who was standing in the cold wind with half of his face covered with a scarf.

Between the two, the distance was less than twenty meters.

A gust of cold wind blew the hair on Yi Tian's face, revealing a red mark on the right side of his face.

"I knew that here, I would be able to wait for you!"

Ling Shaochen didn't show a trace of surprise, holding the box, defenseless, and approached step by step.

After the accident in the Ji family, Ji San'er disappeared, and he bet that she would definitely come here.

Sure enough, the bet was right!

Yi Leaning quickly hid the knife in his sleeve and stared at Ling Shaochen.

It seems that the Ji family is not stupid, and they have already suspected that she has a problem and informed the Ling family.

It's just that she didn't expect that Ling Shaochen, who was still in Los Angeles two days ago, would be waiting here.

It just so happened that the spirits in heaven who killed him to sacrifice his loved ones were in heaven.

"Baby, this is the secret we once buried together, and I always carry the key with me." Ling Shaochen approached, didn't ask anything, and took out a small silver key strung with a black rope from his clothes, "All the things you gave me, every single one of them is treasured. ”

Yi tilted his gaze on the key, a little distracted.

Ling Shaochen opened the box, and inside, there was a whole box of colorful stars.

"I have known since I was a child that you have a marriage contract, and since you were born, you have written a sentence every day and folded it into stars, a total of 13 years, 4,745 stars."

Ling Shaochen gently tore off the scarf on Yi Tiantian's face, looked at her reddened and tearful eyes, and said emotionally, "On your thirteenth birthday, we will bury it under the cherry blossom tree together, and we will make an appointment to dig it out when we get married in the future." ”

"yes."

The bits and pieces of the past reappeared in Yi Tiantian's mind, "When I turn eighteen, we will get married, and then, have a pair of children, a boy like you, and a girl like me." ”

Ling Shaochen smiled and stroked Yi Tian's right cheek, "The boy's name is Ling Aitian, and the girl's surname is Yi Aichen." ”

The sweet dreams are long over, and the nightmares run rampant.

Yi tilted his eyes and looked at Ling Shaochen with resentment, "I made an appointment to be together for the rest of my life in the morning, but in the evening you became an accomplice to kill my whole family, this is how you love me?!" ”

Ling Shaochen's heart ached, and his eyes were full of pain, "Baby, you listen to my explanation, things are not what you imagined, we ......"

At this moment, Yi Tian's eyes lit up, and the knife in his right hand wiped out Ling Shaochen's neck with lightning speed.

Ling Shaochen seemed defenseless, but in fact, from the moment he stepped into the manor, he was vigilant every second.

When the easy tilt swings the knife in the opposite direction, the body speed bends backwards.

There was a flash of cold light in front of him, and the tip of the knife cut through his shirt.

"Whoosh-" At the same time, Yi tilted his arm in pain, blood burst out, the knife in his hand fell, and his arm hung weakly.

The sound of bullets flying over him, and his face turned sharply.

A bodyguard stood in the grass not far away, the muzzle of a black hole in his hand aimed at her.

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Chapter 178 Things are not what you think