There were no cars on the road in the capital at night, and she didn't drive slowly, and stopped at an alley intersection in less than 20 minutes.

Coming to the door of a courtyard house, Su Xiaoli took out the key and opened the door.

"What kind of hotel do you stay in?" Su Xiaoli raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Yicheng coldly.

As far as Yu Feng can reach, he is absolutely unwilling to let go of the slightest fluctuation in the other party's heart.

asked Su Xiaoli what he was most afraid of, the old man pulled Ling Yicheng deeper and deeper, and Ling Yicheng himself broke the jar and broke it.

failed to contact Gu Feihan, but he must not let Ling Yicheng fend for himself, and he didn't have time to be angry, and being angry was the most meaningless.

Time was pressing, and she had to seize the last chance.

Forced to the table and make a big gamble.

Faced with a difficult situation that he had never talked about in the book and that he had never encountered, Su Xiaoli probably broke out with a unique stubbornness that caught people off guard.

I didn't have time to plan well, so I had to bring him here overnight.

Ling Yicheng stayed in place in astonishment, not daring to pull away, let alone stepping forward.

Family?

The word is too unfamiliar.

I haven't touched it in almost 20 years.

It's scary.

Finally, he dared to look up at the surroundings, a courtyard courtyard that he entered.

Moonlight, simple and peaceful.

There is a big tree in the center of the yard, and the stone brick yard is clean.

It was the autumn wind, but there were only a few leaves on the ground that had just fallen, and someone must have cleaned it from time to time.

He couldn't help but walk forward, looking through the window from room to room.

Every window that was clear in the moonlight reflected the corners of Ling Yicheng's lips trembling slightly.

I couldn't see clearly in the room, but I could see that the large pieces of furniture were neatly arranged.

In the quiet courtyard, only his occasional slow footsteps sounded, like carefully stepping on the thin ice on the river water in early spring.

I don't know how long I've been watching it like this.

"My ...... Family? ”

Ling Yicheng's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know whether he was muttering to himself or asking Su Xiaoli.

Su Xiaoli, who threw out the first card, stood quietly.

"There have always been gambling losers, how many people have seen cheats and make a fortune?" Even if he has seen the world again, even if he has practiced with 90 times leverage in the gambling house, Su Xiaoli is still very afraid.

She has been silently observing Ling Yicheng, secretly speculating: Is this knife aimed at his heart?

It wasn't until Ling Yicheng asked this sentence that Su Xiaoli relaxed his facial expression slightly and nodded, "Hmm." ”

After a long time, Ling Yicheng's fear, helplessness, and excitement finally slowly turned into quiet, and a trace of dew on his eyelashes was blown away by the wind.

There are no sinister flashes outside, but they are not as good as this small peaceful courtyard.

He nodded.

"Let's go." Su Xiaoli said softly.

"Where are you going?" However, just accepting the fact that "I have a home", Ling Yicheng no longer wants to leave here.

"Your other home." Su Xiaoli's tone returned to normal, lightly and lightly.

Don't worry, there are still cards out yet.

This part of the way, she is still silent.

Su Xiaoli took him back to the home where his mother was, and secretly hoped that the word "mother" could also play a role.

Zhang Yun and the nanny had already rested, and the two walked lightly into the second courtyard.

The large courtyard, the long corridor, he followed her, through the darkness, but also through the moonlight.

Su Xiaoli took him to a room on the second floor, unscrewed the door to turn on the light, and then said lightly: "This one is yours." ”

Ling Yicheng was stunned, and the whole person was stupid.

Everything was so beautiful, so beautiful that there was a moment of cardiac arrest and it was impossible to think in any way.

It's beautiful, but it's too powerful.

Almost crushed him.

Also melt him completely.

The colder it is, the more patient Ling Yicheng can endure and cope with it, but it is gentle, soft, and shiny, and he will always be at a loss every time the ice and snow melt.

Ling Yicheng's eyes were sour.

He bit his lower lip and did his best to restrain himself.

Su Xiaoli pretended not to see it.

She softened her tone, "This is the bedroom, downstairs is the study and bathroom, rest early, knock on the door on the right hand side if you have something, I live in that room." ”

"Good night." She turned away, slamming the door lightly.

Ling Yicheng stroked the white wall with his hand, and the pale cyan sheets ...... down to the wooden tables and bookcases downstairs.

In the bookcase is a set of books, about ...... Adult college entrance examination.

The pages had clearly been turned, as they were neatly labeled, emphasized, and note-taken.

It is Su Xiaoli Juanxiu's handwriting, and it should be the AURORA pen used.

After enduring the tears for an unknown amount of time, I finally dared to fall.

The cool moonlight poured on the floor, and the handwriting was wet, soaked, and nourished.

The boundaries between the strokes are no longer clear, and the pen handwriting gradually melts and softens, as if given a new life.

Su Xiaoli returned to her room, leaned against the door and remained motionless for a long time, and secretly exhaled half a breath.

She then solemnly swore to the respected Comrade Su Jianguo: This is really the last time she believes that Ling Yi has succeeded.

Sure enough, as soon as he touched this little cub, his brain would enter the water, and the water in the deep pit would sway.

In the future, no matter what happens to this guy, he will never allow himself to be "Mary's heart" again, and become the kind of sympathetic woman he doesn't like.

also struggled, hesitated, and even thought about whether it was good or bad, so he simply dragged him directly to the public security bureau to surrender and pull him down.

It's a hundred.

But in the end, just like the phone call on Chinese New Year's Eve, he always had to show him his home in the capital, so that Su Xiaoli could feel at ease.

I only hope that in this game, Ling Yicheng is a person worthy of her cards.

But with only a few cards in hand, how big is the winning side?

Su Xiaoli was still apprehensive.

The next morning, she got up early to go for a run as usual, and there was no movement in Ling Yicheng's room.

Until he came back from running and finished breakfast, Su Xiaoli didn't knock on his door.

Maybe he's having a dream that won't wake him up.

She only briefly explained a few words to Zhang Yun: "Mom, there will be many people in the family in the future, Gu Feihan's relative, called Ling Yicheng." ”

"When he gets up and wants to eat, he can get him something to eat, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't get up or eat, in short, don't worry about him or ask him anything. I eat at school at noon, and I don't care about the family meal. ”

Zhang Yun glanced at the bedroom on the second floor that had been empty, the curtains had been closed, and although she was puzzled, she nodded.

Xiaoli has more and more friends, and if there are those who come to the capital for business trips and stays, their daughters will be arranged to the hotel......

She took it home directly, and this was the only one.

Su Xiaoli explained a few more words and hurriedly went to class.

I had a casual bite in the cafeteria at noon, and I didn't have classes in the afternoon, so I hurried home.

Zhang Yun took the nanny and went to the flower market again.

Su Xiaoli is also very happy that her mother has not been idle since she came to the capital, and she is very interested in flowers and plants.

There is a lot of space at home, and there is a place to fiddle with flowers and plants, and Su Xiaoli is tinkering with her.

When I entered the second courtyard, I saw Ling Yicheng, who was refreshing, standing in front of the window of his study, in a daze with a flower pot.