Chapter 894

"Didn't you tell Uncle Huo?" Luo Anxin asked hurriedly.

Egg girl didn't know the seriousness of the matter and shook her head proudly: "but Arnold leaked his mouth. He really didn't have any vigilance in front of Uncle Huo, but you don't have to worry. Egg girl muddled through calmly."

Luo Anxin lowered his eyelids.

Egg girl's heart knows from Rong Luo's peace of mind.

She also knows Huo Yanchen's insight.

But

On second thought, in Huo Yanchen's memory, the Huo family and the Nangong family were not old and dead.

Even if Arnold mentioned Grandpa, he should think of the dead count Corey.

Corey and his wife have a good relationship with Lin Qingcheng. It doesn't seem strange to have her picture.

"Ann, what's the matter?" egg girl waited for Luo Anxin to praise her, but Luo Anxin hung her eyelids and didn't speak for a long time, which made egg girl a little nervous and gently squeezed her hand. "What did egg girl do wrong?"

"No." Luo an shook her head and touched the egg girl's cheek.

"Arnold didn't do anything wrong. Uncle Huo is a person Arnold trusts very much, so he accidentally mentioned Grandpa." egg girl hurried to excuse Arnold again.

"Ann knows." Luo an nodded. "It's not important. It doesn't matter."

"Hmm!" the egg girl nodded.

"Let's go." Luo an's heart tone was light for a moment. They held hands and chased Huo Yanchen's back.

Huo Yanchen's figure is as tall as before.

Arnold lay on his shoulder and was as good as words.

Luo an's heart looked in her eyes, and the whole heart seemed to be melting gradually.

This is the picture she once imagined

Zhang Yuran stood in front of the huge French window in the living room and looked at the family coming from afar.

Sipping the corners of his mouth, he took out his mobile phone, quickly took a picture, and then sent it to Sheng Xi.

*

A warm island.

Sheng Xi himself built a cluster of white roses and turned to the house.

At this time, Zhang Yuran's message came.

He handed the flowers in his hand to the servant dressed woman around him, and then clicked the message.

After seeing the blurry picture, Sheng Xi checked the corner of his mouth without temperature.

"Very fast."

The woman around carefully raised her eyes and asked, "is it rain?"

"Well." Sheng Xi put away his mobile phone and took the flowers carelessly. "Madam said she wanted to eat apple pie yesterday. Did you make it?"

"It's done," the woman replied.

"Bring it to her," said Sheng Xi.

"Yes," the woman answered respectfully.

Then Sheng Xi took the flowers and walked towards the castle.

Passing by the living room, he chose a beautiful oil painting vase and inserted the carefully selected roses into it.

Then he took the vase and walked to the door where he had gazed many times in the middle of the night.

When the door opened, the wind came and blew the curtains in the room.

Between the white curtains, you can see that steel is welded one by one, just like a bird cage.

In front of the window separated by steel bars, stood a woman in a white skirt. Her hair was naturally curly. Just looking at her back, she thought she was elegant and tall.

On her right ankle, there was a metal buckle, which was connected to a chain, and a section of the chain was nailed to the wall.

The woman didn't respond to the sound of opening the door.

Just staring out of the window.

"Green orange." Sheng Xi called softly.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then turned back.

Lin Qingcheng's time seems to have been pressed the pause key. His appearance is as before, there is no change, but he is thinner.

"Is Yanchen back?" Lin Qingcheng asked calmly.

"Not yet." Sheng Xi went in. "This is the Rose I picked for you. Is it nice?"

Lin Qingcheng didn't even look at it and asked, "where's Ann?"

Sheng Xi still kept a gentle smile: "she's at Nangong Jing's house. Have you forgotten?"

"Yes." Lin Qingcheng lowered his eyelids and whispered, "Ann's sixth birthday will be in a few days. I haven't figured out what birthday gift to give her."

"Don't worry, let's think slowly." Sheng Xi put the vase out of Lin Qingcheng's reach. "Didn't you want to eat apple pie yesterday? It's ready. How about eating it now?"

Lin Qingcheng suddenly frowned.

Breathing became chaotic.

"Where's Qi Yan?" she looked at Sheng Xi in a panic. "We have an appointment to go together. Where is he? Where has he gone?"

Sheng Xi turned his back to Lin Qingcheng and looked at the white roses in front of him.

Holding a petal in his finger, he threw it out of thin pieces.

"Haven't you said it many times? Qi Yan couldn't afford the responsibility and ran away." Sheng Xi turned back and asked with a smile, "is the flower beautiful?"

Lin Qingcheng stared at him.

Staring at him: "no, you killed him! You killed him!"

Sheng Xi's look slowly became numb.

Lin Qingcheng seemed to think of something bad. Holding his head in his hands, he screamed in pain and fear: "Qi Yan is dead... He is dead!!!"

"Green orange!" Sheng Xi walked past with great strides.

But just as he approached, Lin Qingcheng grabbed his arm and bit it down.

The teeth soon pierced Sheng Xi's arm and blood spilled.

Lin Qingcheng bit and stared at Sheng Xi with hatred, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"Oh!"

The maid came in with apple pie. Seeing this scene, she quickly put down the plate and rushed over.

"Madam, madam, relax!"

After the maid's efforts, Lin Qingcheng finally loosened her mouth, but her hand still grabbed Sheng Xi's clothes: "I hate you! I hate you!"

Sheng Xi glanced at his bloody arm.

Then he raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from Lin Qingcheng's mouth with his fingertips: "I love you too."

He is numb and used to it.

She has been like this for many years.

The reason why this house is now built with copper walls and iron is because of her hysteria.

In addition to hurting him, she often hurts herself.

When she was hysterical, the only thing that could calm her down was the woman comforting her in front of her - Zhang Yuran's mother.

It is also because of this that this woman can live for more than ten years.

It has nothing to do with what Zhang Yuran did.

"Sir, please go and deal with the wound first, madam. I'll comfort you." the servant said in a deep voice.

"Remember to give her the apple pie." Sheng Xi stood up, took a look at Lin qingorange, and then turned and went out.

"Madam, it's all right." after Sheng Xi left, the servant comforted her gently and painfully.

Lin Qingcheng only confuses time most of the time. Her memory seems to stay in the year when Luo Anxin was six years old. She would stand by the window and look out every day, waiting for Huo Yanchen to come home from school, or thinking about what gifts to prepare for Luo Anxin.

When hysterical, most of them are because they see Sheng Xi.

Every time she sees Sheng Xi, her memory becomes particularly chaotic.

Sometimes she would know what her situation was, and sometimes she stayed before she was taken away by Sheng Xi and begged Sheng Xi not to hurt her children.

When Sheng Xi just brought her here.

In fact, she was not so crazy. Sheng Xi wanted her to wake up from waiting for Qi Yan.

Show Lin Qingcheng the video that Qiu Zhiying tied Qi Yan to death and threw him into the sea.

Then, Lin Qingcheng went crazy under great stimulation.

As long as she remembered that Sheng Xi killed Qi Yan, she would make all kinds of crazy moves.

There are all kinds of scars on her, all left when she tried to hurt Sheng Xi or hurt herself.

Lin Qingcheng relaxed slowly under the comfort of the servant. She leaned shivering against the servant's arms, looking terrified.

Sheng Xi is standing in the monitoring room.

Looking at the high-definition monitoring, Lin Qingcheng became frightened and confused, and his heart was filled with unspeakable emotions.

Sheng Xi didn't want to cure Lin Qingcheng.

But

Sheng Xi knows what it means to cure Lin qingorange. She will disgust herself more than when she is crazy.

He might as well deceive himself as others.

She is so crazy. He can also tell himself that all her resistance and harm to herself are because she is ill... She doesn't really hate herself, she loves herself.

Just stood quietly for a while.

The bodyguards in the monitoring room dare not let the atmosphere out.

Half an hour later, Sheng Xi moved.

He took out his cell phone, lowered his eyelids and stared at the picture on his cell phone.

It was these people who separated the love that should belong to him.

Why can they get together and love so repeatedly and be so happy?

It's not fair.

The existence of this injustice should be destroyed.

Sheng Xi thought so, and his eyes gradually became cold.

*

Luan, this way.

Under the attack of one big and two small, she had a sumptuous lunch.

After lunch.

The manuscripts of several media to interview her in the evening were also sent.

"You play with Uncle Huo." luo'an touched the heads of the two little guys.

"The study is upstairs." Huo Yanchen looked at Luo an's heart and acted very clever, "do you need me to take you?"

"Don't go to the study, we'll just check over there," said Luo Anxin.

Huo Yanchen also had no comment.

A moment later, Luo Anxin sat in the small garden and checked the manuscript with Zhang Yuran.

"To be honest, you two really don't look like you've been separated for so long, especially one of you has no memory." Zhang Yuran squeezed a sentence from between his teeth.

Luo'an breathed out: "did you send the picture?"

"Well." Zhang Yuran nodded, "staring at you for a long time, I chose an angle that doesn't look so close."

Luo'an smiled: "I hope Sheng Xi will take action after seeing the photos."