Yes, it's not clean, and no one is there

What do you do to Yeling, I don't care, Shen Qianshu mother and son, you can't move. The man said lightly, you can take it as a warning!

The old lady's face changed slightly, you still care about the life and death of Shen Qianshu's mother and son?

She is from my ghost town, born in a ghost town, died in a ghost town, and it is not the turn of outsiders to intervene. The man got up, his thin body looked a little sickly, and I left.

The man walked away lightly, without attracting anyone's attention, and left from another path, there was already a bulletproof car waiting outside, and the man ordered, withdraw everyone, a thousand trees are here, it is not appropriate to do it.

Be!

The man narrowed his eyes and turned the ring on his hand slightly, his cold white face was extremely indifferent, as if there was no emotion.

The New Year's snow is sprinkled and it rains all day.

Coming out of the night house, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and they were almost the last to go, and after the lively banquet was a cold silhouette, and everywhere was a plain white sky.

Shen Qianshu stood under the drifting snow and couldn't help but stretch out his hand, the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

Let's go, go home!

Back at Fort Rose, it was warm, and the boy was walking and undressing, eager to lie down in front of the closet, and the tip of his nose that was red from the cold was finally better, this kind of weather is the most suitable for growing mushrooms at home.

Shen Qianshu couldn't cry or laugh, Mommy went to put bath water for you, and you took a bath.

Good!

Yeling was holding a photo album in his hand, as if he had taken it back from the old house, and the children's painting was a little curious, so he stretched out his hand, Daddy, can you see it?

It was a not-so-thin album.

No!

Stingy!

Yeling took the album back to the study, this is a locked album, he slightly locked the code, this is the album when he was three to eight years old in the night house, it was locked after the age of eight, almost never opened again, has been hidden in the hidden compartment under the bed in his room, he treasures, but resists.

Those dusty memories, never-ending pain, have been locked in memory.

Such as this photo album!

Yeling puts the album on the bookshelf.

After Shen Qianshu put water on the children's painting, he wanted to go to the conservatory to pick a bouquet of flowers and put it in the room of the children's painting, but he met a British short outside the conservatory, the weather was too cold, he was pitifully frozen, and made a pitiful whining sound, Shen Qianshu was taken aback, and hurriedly picked him up and entered the house, the kitten was dirty, very pitiful, Shen Qianshu wrapped it in a sweater to keep warm, and put it in front of the fireplace, it relied on rubbing Shen Qianshu's palm, and Shen Qianshu's heart was soft.

Zhong Ran was taken aback when he saw that she had brought back a cat, his face changed greatly, and he hurried over, Miss Shen, hurry up and throw it out.

Shen Qianshu was puzzled, it was freezing on this day, this cat was obviously a little milk cat, and it would definitely freeze to death if it was thrown out, this cat was so cute, how could she bear it.

Zhong Ran met her condemning gaze, slightly embarrassed, most of them don't like pets.

If you don't like it, you don't need to throw it out, and I didn't say I want to have a cat.

In short, don't throw it out, don't let the big and young see it.

Yeling's voice came from behind, why don't you let me see it?

Zhong Ran's back stiffened, and Shen Qianshu held up the little milk cat in the sweater with a bright smile, sir, I picked up a cat outside, is it cute?

The little milk cat has a glass-like eye, but for some reason, she looks at Yeling pitifully.

Yeling's face changed greatly, and he suddenly roared, who let the cat in, throw it out!