However, after finding Lifang, he did not give these skirts to Lifang.

I can't tell why, just like the silver bracelet, he didn't give it to Lifang either.

It's like if Li Fang is given it, it's like his thoughts for so many years will end here.

What's going on?

In the past two days, all he thought about was the words she said when she had a headache that day.

Is that really nonsense?

The red marks she grabbed on her wrist had faded away, but the feeling of being held tightly by her hands seemed to remain on her wrist and could not be removed.

"Ling Yiran, tell me what is the truth!" Gu Lichen murmured, gently hugging the purple long skirt hanging in the wardrobe with both hands.

It's like embracing the closest lover...

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"Ah!" Ling Yiran suddenly woke up, and what caught his eyes was pitch black, and when he touched his forehead, he was already covered in cold sweat.

I dreamed again. In the dream, the little girl kept walking in the mountains with the little boy on her back. She could even feel the little girl's difficulty at that time.

But the little girl in the dream persisted, as if she refused to leave the little boy no matter what.

Recently, this dream seems to be getting more and more frequent, and the scenes in the dream are like playing a movie, and they will change every time.

Or is this dream really the memory she has forgotten?!

Suddenly, Ling seemed to feel something was wrong, so he turned on the light at the bedside and his eyes fell in the empty position beside her.

A Jin, where has he been?!

Ling Yiran was shocked and looked at the time. It was already past 3 a.m., where would he go at this time?

She got up and went to his original bedroom and study next door, but she didn't see anyone.

Then she went downstairs and still didn't see him.

And she saw his cell phone before on the bedside table on his side, which means that he doesn't have a cell phone around him now, and she can't even contact him if she wants to.

At this point in time, he...

Suddenly, Ling still thought of the last time she had found him in the mourning hall in Yi's house.

That time, it was midnight!

Could it be, he has gone there again now!

She bit her lips slightly, walked out of the main house quickly, and ran towards the mourning hall.

When I got there, I saw the lights in the mourning hall.

Is he really inside? Ling Yiran thought, and his steps were even more urgent.

When she walked to the front door, she pushed open the door and faced her hall. In her almond eyes, the black and white photo hanging directly above the hall was printed.

That's a photo of A Jin's father!

The man's eyebrows and eyes were filled with endless tenderness. He should have been a lofty existence, but in the end he froze to death in the snow and ice.

Or maybe, at that time, he was determined to die.

He was abandoned by his favorite woman, so he also lost the will to survive.
Chapter completed!