Gong Qinghan's head ached for a while, and his grandfather's face was blurred

She shook her head, forcing herself not to think about it, and it took a while to recover, and she looked up at the old pine and cypress in front of her, and the fragmented memories were running through her mind

Lhotse Night's words echoed in my ears:

"Girl, if I can, I want to help you recover that part of your memory."

"No need"!

"Do you really want to be like this for the rest of your life, to be a walking corpse? Do you think you can remind yourself all the time? You torture yourself like this, how do you let your parents and grandfather rest in peace, what do you do with me and Herb"

"Midnight, you know, killers can't have feelings, let alone me"

"No, that's not feelings, it's human nature, believe me, I can remind you of those good memories, don't you block your heart, okay"

"Humanity? Scold! This is not what a killer should have! ”

……

She forgot a lot of things when she was a child, Midnight said that she had selective amnesia, that she had lost her soul, but she didn't want to get those memories back, not because she didn't want to, but she didn't dare

At least, without a soul, without humanity, she can live like a living dead, and then, she won't suffer

But she was wrong, she still lives in hatred and pain every day

She has never been happy in these ten years!

Gong Qinghan, who was immersed in his memories, suddenly turned his head, looked towards the villa in a cold cold light, and looked at each other-

On the second floor of a sub-attic at the front of the villa, in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, a teenager dressed in black and black slacks shook his body, as if surprised by the vigilance of the girl

A pair of dark eyes flashed, and the beautiful thin lips hooked, turned around and disappeared in front of the window, and after a while

"Young Master"!

Two respectful man's voices came from the villa, and immediately after, the door of the villa opened

Out came a slender young man, the young man's facial features were exquisite, three points of evil, seven points of fortitude, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips, it was the person who had just stood in front of the window

The young man put one hand in his trouser pocket and approached Gong Qinghan under the pine and cypress trees

This person's first impression of Gong Qinghan was that he was a demon!

Like Nangong Ling Tian and Chu Mufeng, the difference is that this person is a little more dangerous, his deep eyes are bottomless, and the emotions under his eyes are completely hidden, this person, she can't see through it!

However, she seemed to have seen him somewhere, but she couldn't remember!

"Do you like this pine?" The teenager spoke, and his voice was good, low, with a little bit of sexy fog, which made people addicted to it

“……”！ Gong Qinghan didn't answer

"This cypress tree must be decades old, it was already here when I first moved in," the boy looked up at the pine and cypress tree and continued:

"My grandfather and I loved the tree so much that we kept it all the time"!

Grandfather? It turned out that he was Ji Lao's grandson, and he should have thought of it a long time ago

"How long have you lived here"? Gong Qinghan spoke

"It's been three years, and my grandfather asked me to build this villa six years ago."

She knew what he said, and she sent someone here shortly after she left the island, and when she came back, he gave her some pictures of the villa

The only thing she thinks about her home and her family is these photos and the family photo that was burned......

"It's out of the city center, why did your grandfather build a villa here?"

This is also Gong Qinghan's curiosity, could it be that the incident ten years ago is related to Ji Lao, or that Ji Lao is also one of those people, and the villa built here is waiting for her to come from the net?

"I don't know this, I've always been curious, there was a case of extermination here ten years ago, and many people died, with their old man's temperament, they should feel unlucky, but my grandfather likes this!"

Ten years ago, the case of extermination! Gong Qinghan's eyes flashed with a hint of change, and his voice became a little hurried:

"What else do you know"?