The Road Turns White Tonight

Lin Ziyan they came out of the alley.

She stepped back unconsciously. She hasn't been able to face them yet. Seeing this, Gu Yebai quickly came over and stretched her arms around her waist.

"Let's go," he said softly.

She didn't resist, she knew she couldn't escape.

Gu Yebai raised her eyebrows slightly and took her away.

He didn't say hello, and no one came up.

Xu Qing looked at the men beside him, and everyone was shocked, even Frankie, who had always been living.

The lights were dim, and the two were just a few steps away. Xu Qing suddenly thought that no one could get involved in the vast mountains and rivers.

Youyan walked all the way and waited until the car stopped in the garage, and then it was worthy of reaction.

"Why come back here! Isn't it going to Xiaolinzi Senior?"

She's been here before.

"It was originally, but I changed my mind, and it was here." Gu Yebai got out of the car, opened the door on her side, took off her seat belt, and pulled her out slowly.

She earns, a tick on his lips, so she blushes and doesn't work.

A night watchman came from the front, and she gritted her teeth, "You will shout if you don't let me go."

Gu Yebai immediately smiled, and gave her a stubborn look at her with disdain. "Scream, despite shouting, I don't think you are what I think is good."

Discourage yourself, okay, she even thought he was telling the truth.

Sure enough, the security guard came to the two and greeted Gu Yebai enthusiastically, and then glanced at her again and again, and it was because her qualities were high.

Youyan is simply sad and angry. Gu Yebai was in a good mood, took her back to her villa, swiped her card, stretched her legs, kicked the door open, and threw her into the house.

She hated standing in the entrance. The disposable slippers in the shoe cabinet ran out, and there were a few pairs of men's slippers. I think it was Lin Ziyan's. He took out a pair for her.

This is his recognition.

He wore another pair.

In fact, there are double female slippers in the shoe cabinet, which should be Huai'an.

She was a little bun.

His voice sounded in his ear.

"Dirty, let me take a bath for you."

Her face flushed, "You're dirty, who wants you to help—"

The man's deep, narrow smile suddenly sounded inside the room.

She looked up, and he had walked towards the second floor.

He had eyes behind him, turned and patted the bear, his mouth slightly tilted, "If you want me to help you wash it, I'll be happy."

He just said that the bear was so arrogant that he just wanted to find a drill.

"Oh, you don't have to exchange your wishes."

Youyan looked at the waterfall sweat, this evil.

When he went away, Youyan walked to the balcony, hesitated, and finally dialed a number.

auzw.com

Master bedroom on the second floor.

Putting the bear on the bed, Gu Yebai sent a message to Lin Ziyan, turned on the computer, and opened the video.

"Lao Xu, help me check two people. This time, I want all the information."

With a hearty smile, the cheeky man on the screen showed a rare curiosity, "Who? It's not easy for you to work hard."

"Long Ji." Gu Yebai's eyes were slightly condensed, and he paused. "Also, Lu Youyan."

balcony.

The call was connected and Youyan bit his lower lip. She was a little nervous.

"Who's this?" There was a man's voice at the end, so elegant and light, some couldn't tell the age.

"Dad, it's me," You Yan said softly.

A man is a very calm person, but for a moment he freezes his voice, as if distinguishing. You Yan's nose is slightly sour. It has been four years, and he has spent more time with Chi Yan, only going back to eat with him during the Chinese New Year. The phone changes frequently.

"Stupid boy, I finally remembered your father. I didn't move the money I had in your account." The man's laughter was low, and he was vaguely worried.

"I have you, don't worry." Her eyes were slightly moistened, but she tried to calm her voice.

At the other end of the phone, she seemed to hear her emotions, and was a little bit deeper.

"Did someone bully you?"

"Dad, help me." She knew who his father was, and didn't turn around with him, trying to restrain the tears in her voice.

"You said, Dad will help you do it," the man said warmly. It is not difficult to see that the other party is a very decisive person, and his daughter is not willing to say anything, and does not ask much.

"Don't promise so soon, in case you can't do it." She rarely gave him a spoilt.

"Although my baby says that any dad will take care of it for you, he must do it if he can't."

You Yan smiled softly, and the man over there smiled slightly.

"Dad, can you cover all the connections between Mom, Brother Chi and me, can you?" She whispered.

The sky is cold and the stars are thin.

At the end of the call, she was still pinching her machine, as if her distant father was still around.

Damn it.

At the end, the father said, "Dad knows your heart and doesn't want to tell his father. Dad doesn't want to contact you often, but you tell him that everything is fine.

What she returned was "Dad doesn't have to worry about me, please ask my aunt for me."

Before the call was disconnected, his father sighed softly.

In fact, the woman who is now with her father is not a bad woman. Good to her. That woman loves his father, and so does her father.

Even, she and dad met before mom. It was only her mother who later married her father.

Why is she tangled? For so many years, the cocoon has restrained herself.

However, Chi Zheng, the one who called her mother, the one who taught her how to paint, and the one who said to her that she had to be able to live up to her, was the only one in the world who could not be replaced.

Like Gu Yebai, no one can replace it.

In this lifetime, there are always some people who are as special to you as you are, but like a small young man, but like the pride of a warm sun.

She is not a good child and has told many lies. He even lied to Zhang Lei, saying that his father loved his mother very much. In fact, it was just the love she described for her mother. There must always be someone who, after a person dies, can still remember and think about it.