Lu Zi relied on us, after all, he couldn't cross, and because he was too tired of love, he couldn't get back together. ”

"Hey! Lu Zi, we are still just us. ”

Sighing heavily, Shen Jiani picked up the paintbrush unconsciously, wanting to paint all the experiences of her previous life.

Yes, she is afraid that she will forget how difficult it is for God to give her a chance to do it again, and she wants to love the man who broke her heart and make her life miserable.

……

The Lu family's mansion on Chidorig Island, Lu Dingnian's room on the fourth floor.

Like Shen Jiani, he never dreamed that he did not die in the glass flower room, but miraculously woke up.

Feeling the glare of the daylight and a little more conscious, he opened his eyes in a daze.

His room was in full view, and after a careful look, he sat down and shouted, "Niko, Niko." ”

"Old man, you're awake, I'm Mo Leng, how are you?" It is not a matter of one or two days for Mo Leng to land in the Ding Year, it can be said that it has been almost a month.

"Cold, how's that girl???" Lu Dingnian breathed a sigh of relief, and anxiously asked Shen Jiani, who fell in the glass flower room with him.

"Who, are you dreaming again?" Mo Leng shook his head, the old man has so many dreams......

"Dreaming, dreaming, is she okay?" Lu Dingnian rubbed his head and got up, feeling that he was fine, and that girl would be fine if she was younger than him.

"What, old man, do you still have a headache, what is this?" Mo Leng looked at the old man in front of him blankly, feeling that most of his brain was left with sequelae, and he wanted to quickly find Lao Wang to come over to recuperate for him, recuperate!

"You mean she... He's dead. Lu Dingnian's expression tightened, and he almost vomited blood and said, "I'm fine, how can she ......?"

"Old man, where do you start, are you always burned?" Mo Leng really didn't know what the hell the old man was talking about, and where did this person come from.

"What do you start with, I said, my granddaughter, Nizi, Xiao Nizi, my great-grandchild's mother, how is she?" Lu Dingnian gasped, he looked at the person with a blank face in front of him and said extremely seriously.

Mo Leng really didn't understand, he leaned over respectfully, didn't dare to hurt the pride of the old man in front of him, and asked tentatively: "Old man, I remember where did your granddaughter come from, except for Ling Yatou, Xue Yatou, Ning Yatou, Nizi, and your great-grandson?" ”

"Mo Leng, I think you have amnesia, you like that girl the most, why don't you remember." Lu Dingnian smoothed his beard and wanted to get up and go to Shen Jiani's room to have a look, but when he stood up, he noticed that something was wrong.

"Old man, I'll call the doctor, and I hope he knows who among us has amnesia." Mo Leng shook his head helplessly, picked up his mobile phone and called Wang Bihe.

Seeing Mo Leng picking up his mobile phone and making a call, Lu Dingnian said again: "Leng, you will be on the phone later, I have something to ask you." ”

"Old man, you say!" Mo Leng clutched his phone tightly and looked at him with questions.

"Where's the son? Is he back? When Lu Dingnian noticed that something was wrong, he asked the person in front of him where his precious grandson had gone.

"The young master should be in school at this time!" Mo Leng nodded and replied shallowly.

"Go to school, what are you kidding, what's the situation, he still has the heart to go to school!" As soon as I heard that Lu Ziyi was going to school, Lu Dingnian collapsed, this time I felt that it was strange that he had someone to destroy the house, could he still sit on the bench? ”