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Moreover, maybe Old Master Yun had other illnesses as well. Sometimes, he felt that he was too naive. The Yun family was so rich, how could he not know that Old Master Yun was sick? Why was he trying to show off? Worry?

Sighing, her soft little hand grabbed Old Master Yun's large hand that was filled with calluses …

Logically speaking, the hands of rich people shouldn't be so dry and callused...

Looking at Old Master Yun's skin, although he should be slightly older than Fang Heng, it was obvious that Old Master Yun was much older than Fang Heng …

Was it because of the illness? Or had Old Master Yun suffered a lot when he was young?

"Uncle Yun, I seem to have hurt a friend's heart, but I want to protect her. If it was you, would you choose to hurt her and protect her? Or would he choose to be friends with her and see her hurt without being able to protect her? "

Although he knew that Old Master Yun would not answer, he felt much better after he had said it out loud …

Seated on the chair, the corners of his mouth curled up into a bashful smile. "Uncle Yun, shall I sing a song for you? "It might not be good, but don't scold me when the time comes."

"Cough …"

"Cloud of my hometown, oh …" Han Yi'er's voice was like a heavenly melody that shook the entire bedroom. Even the birds outside seemed to have been infected by her voice and started to chirp along with her, "Duo Duo …" Family and friends, I hope you can return … Clouds in the distance Oh... Is Beautiful... Why do you... "Still not returning …"

Halfway through the song, Han Yi'er's tears welled up in her eyes …

This song was unique to his hometown, and was also the only song his mother gave him.

Every time he sang this song, he would think of his mother leaning on the doorframe, watching the distant clouds as she waited for his father's return!

Mom...

It may be a relief to you that you are losing your mind now, but do you know that? To Yi'er, even if you ignored her, she would still want you to be healthy …

Pa da, pa da. Uncontrollably, her tears flowed down her white face and dripped onto the back of Old Master Yun's hand …

Suddenly …

Han Yi'er could clearly feel that Old Master Yun's hand was tightly grasping hers. "Uncle Yun?" Hurriedly standing up, he could clearly see that the corner of Uncle Yun's eyes had begun to tear up. His tightly shut eyes slowly opened …

The atmosphere in the room froze, and Han Yi'er's shocked expression turned into one of Lord Yun's …

"Yun? "Uncle?" His heart raced as he waved his hand in front of Old Master Yun …

No response!

Just like before, his eyes were empty and he couldn't see anything …

Yet Uncle Yun's hand was still tightly grasping his own!

These withered hands were actually so warm. Why did he seem like a living dead person?

What did Uncle Yun's sparkling tears represent?

Was it a natural reaction, or was it influenced by his own fate? Or was it that Uncle Yun's heart was filled with endless bitterness?

Why was he so disappointed?

It seemed that as long as Old Master Yun could wake up, he would be happier than if he had taken his revenge!

Is it because when Uncle Yun wakes up, he can break free from the binding "contract"? Or was it because he had developed an inexplicable feeling for Uncle Yun?

Han Yi'er gently wiped away the tears on Lord Yun's face and took his hand away. It was as if everything had returned to its starting point and all hope had been dashed …

An uncontrollable sense of loss wrapped around her...

However, she did not notice that the cold gaze outside the door had gradually disappeared due to Old Master Yun's lack of strength …

It was already afternoon by the time he left Master Yun's room. Since Aunt Zhang said she didn't need to do her own work as a servant, she had been free more and more. The loneliness in her heart couldn't be hidden.

Walking in the garden, the January winter was so cold, but the flowers in the Yun family garden were so beautiful.

As he slowly walked forward, every flower seemed to indicate the perseverance of life. In the face of winter, they did not die. In the face of summer heat, they were still blooming. Could these flowers even compare with Han Yi'er's personality?

Be it poor or bitter, never complaining. Be it hurt or betrayed, they would always reveal their most beautiful side to others. And the bitterness would always remain in their hearts …

"Huh?" In the middle of the huge flower bed, an empty space attracted Han Yi'er's attention.

The layout was clearly very beautiful, but the gap in the middle was definitely a flaw. Looking at this mark, it seemed like there was a flower growing here before, so why didn't he fill it up now? No matter how she thought about it, Han Yi'er just couldn't understand. This garden was like a beautiful woman's face, and the flaws in it were really bad for the eyes!

He ran into the storage room and started rummaging through the items. He remembered seeing plant seeds in the storage room.

Found it!

Han Yi'er rummaged through the narrow crevice and found a tiny flower seed. Looking carefully, her tender lips formed a faint elegant smile …

He held the flower seed in his hand and returned to the flower bed. He then used the shovel to throw the flower seed into a hole and watered it with some water, hoping that it would break out of the ground in a budding manner …

He had never thought that he would be so carefree as to plant flowers in such a painful mansion. Han Yi'er shook her head helplessly, not knowing what she was thinking. However, flowers were the symbol of a new life, and perhaps she was looking forward to the day when she could live as brilliantly as these resplendent flowers.

She knew very well what kind of flowers would grow from this tiny seed …

However, what she did not know was that these flowers were the plants Yun AoTian hated the most!

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It's about love and commitment, waiting for love...

Purple Lavender Flower...

Lavender is a fragrant purplish blue flower. It is as romantic as its location. This flower, which was born in Provence, France, has a beautiful love story...

There was a beautiful girl in Provence in ancient times. One day, she was alone in a cold valley, picking flowers in the bud. On her way home, she met a wounded traveler who was asking for her directions.

The young girl was holding a bouquet of flowers as she looked passionately at this handsome youth. In that instant, her heart was already occupied by the young man's warm and unrestrained smile.

Ignoring the objections of her family, the young girl insisted that the young man stay in the guest room at home to recover from his injuries until he completely recovered …

As the days passed day by day, the young man's leg injury healed and the young man's relationship with Fang Xingjian heated up. On a chilly morning, the youth was about to bid farewell and leave …