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Chapter 147

Is it a dream?

It seems not a dream.

Under the moonlight, this resolute figure was gradually lengthened.

He had a pair of sharp eyes, a handsome face as sharp as a knife, and exuded an unyielding will. He also had a wide embrace, and that embrace seemed equally warm.

By the moonlight, his face became clearer and clearer.

It's Ye Yang!

......

The girl in despair was already sleeping peacefully with her tombstone in her arms.

Ye Yang squatted down in front of the tombstone, saw this face clearly, and this face clearly.

He reached out to caress the photo on the tombstone.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to talk about desolation.

The reason Ye Yang came here was because he guessed that in this situation, the girl had only one place to go, that is, the place where his father was buried.

So Ye Yang came, but she didn't expect that she was really here.

Even more unexpectedly, he had met her and left contact information with each other.

The wind blows.

There was a chill mixed in the air.

Maybe it's the coldness that comes with the cemetery.

Ye Lingyin, who was curled up in front of the tombstone, couldn't help but shake her body, and kept holding her legs with her arms, muttering: "Dad, I miss you."

Ye Yang turned his head, turned his back, and tears kept falling down.

He told Su Qingge that he never cried or cried, but today, he cried.

He couldn't stand the anger in his heart.

He couldn't stand the whine in his heart.

He couldn't stand it even more, and he looked pitiful.

Men will not shed tears easily.

But, I haven't reached the sad place.

Ye Yang, who wiped away tears with force, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ye Lingyin's face, stroked his thumb over her cheek, bringing a slight itch.

Ye Lingyin woke up from a dream.

My father's appearance disappeared, and his kind smile had already turned into thousands of souls, and he was missing.

The cold tombstone stimulated her skin.

At this moment, Ye Lingyin felt someone touching her. The fear that surged in her heart gradually deepened. She shrank in her conditioned reflex and immediately got up from the ground.

Ye Lingyin didn't go to see who was around her. She quickly retreated and hid behind the tombstone.

Ye Yang looked at his sister's fearful look, and there seemed to be thousands of blades in his heart cutting him. He stared blankly at Ye Lingyin hiding behind the tombstone and continued to reach out to her.

Ye Lingyin poked her head out from behind the tombstone and her eyes fell on Ye Yang.

Through the moonlight, she saw the man who was touching her clearly.

"Ye Yang? Why are you here?" Ye Lingyin said in surprise when he recognized Ye Yang in front of him.

Her impression of Ye Yang was still at the time when Ye Yang saved her life in the old house of Ye family.

At this time, Ye Lingyin asked endlessly and stared at him in a daze.

......

At this time, Ye Lingyin found that he was crying, very clear tears.

Ye Lingyin stayed there.

The eyes facing each other are both tender and confused.

At this moment, Ye Yang opened his arms to her and said, "Come here."


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