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Chengfeng has a serious face.

Leng Yichen put down his work immediately after hearing his voice.

"Where is Uncle Lin now?"

He had mixed feelings in his heart.

What if the news you hear is not good news?

"There is a simple house in the southwest of the woods next to the cemetery, where Uncle Lin lives."

cemetery.

It really is a cemetery.

At the beginning, I thought that Uncle Lin would be in the cemetery.

But, why would he rather live in a poor house and suffer alone than let them see it? Is it really because he doesn't want to worry them?

After Leng Yichen got the news, he let go of everything in the company, now finding Uncle Lin is the most important thing.

"Chengfeng, lead the way. Let's go and have a look now."

Leng Yichen spoke.

"Yes, Master!"

Chengfeng nodded.

Take Leng Yichen to the direction of the cemetery.

On the way, Leng Yichen wanted to call An Xiaojing, but in the end he didn't.

He wanted to figure everything out before speaking.

Now it has been confirmed that Uncle Lin lives there, but according to Uncle Lin's character, he will not return to Leng's house easily after leaving.

Leng Yichen had some thoughts in his mind.

The cemetery is actually not far away. They arrived at their destination in about an hour.

The rest of the way had to be walked. When walking towards Uncle Lin's residence, Leng Yichen's expression became worse and worse.

This section of the road is no different from the usual mountain roads, and it is not easy to walk at all.

Does Uncle Lin live here?

There seemed to be a kind of pity slipping through Leng Yichen's heart.

If he had noticed earlier, Uncle Lin wouldn't have to live in this environment at all. He really didn't know how Uncle Lin adapted to this environment.

After arriving at the hut, it was unusually quiet here.

This hut is not a house at all. It is winter now, and this house has no purpose at all except shelter from the wind.

"Chengfeng, how do you think Uncle Lin will adapt to such a life?"

Leng Yichen opened his mouth, but Chengfeng didn't answer.

Leng Yichen knocked on the door of the hut, but no one answered.

Is Uncle Lin gone?

Leng Yichen had a bad premonition in his heart.

Leng Yichen kicked open the weak door, but fortunately, he didn't see Uncle Lin's body in the room.

Uncle Lin should have gone out, since he has gone out, just wait for him to come back.

"Master, it seems that Uncle Lin is not here."

"Of course I know, I saw it too."

Leng Yichen spoke.

His expression became much calmer and calmer.

Chengfeng didn't speak any more, for fear of offending Leng Yichen.

Standing right behind Leng Yichen.

Leng Yichen waited for a long time, but he didn't see Uncle Lin come back.

It was gradually getting late.

"Master? Do you want to wait?"

Chengfeng asked.

Leng Yichen insisted on standing where he was, without any intention of moving.

"Master."

"Wait a minute."

Leng Yichen insisted on staying in place.

No one can shake his persistent appearance.

However, the surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower, and there is no sign of Uncle Lin.

"Master, perhaps, Uncle Lin knew we were here, so he left early."

Chengfeng reminded.

Leng Yichen shook his head.

Looking at the crude layout of the house, I always feel that the person is still there.

"Let's go back."

he said suddenly.

Chengfeng nodded.

If Uncle Lin was avoiding himself on purpose, then he didn't need to chase that person.

Leng Yichen wrote some words on a note.

The font is very free and easy.

"Uncle Lin, I miss you very much, come back. We are all waiting for you."

A few simple words contained all the thoughts of looking for Uncle Lin these days.

An Xiaojing also called.

"Why haven't you come back?"

Her voice sounded anxious.

Throughout the day, there was no news of Leng Yichen.

Unlike usual, Leng Yichen would call himself at noon.

"I found Uncle Lin's residence, but there is no one from him."

Leng Yichen paused and spoke.

An Xiaojing gasped on the phone.

"found it?"

"Well, it's just that he's not here. I'll go back first."

Leng Yichen said.

He Chengfeng bid farewell to this place.

Leng Yichen returned to the villa.

Xuemu was still sleeping, but Xiaoli saw Daddy running over at once.

"Daddy."

Xiao Li called out.

Leng Yichen immediately hugged Xiaoli.

Kissed his son on the cheek.

An Xiaojing was standing at the door.

"No whereabouts of him?"

"I just found a place to stay. He should be avoiding us, moreover, on purpose."

Leng Yichen asked Chengfeng to bring some heating stoves to the house.

Never thought that at the edge of Uncle Lin's life, he would lead such a miserable life.

And all of this is his own choice.

"Uncle Lin, why bother!"

An Xiao unconsciously twitched the corners of her lips.

I don't know how to express the feeling in my heart.

When we arrived at the house, the other servants had already set the table.

An Xiaojing has no appetite at all.

As usual, Leng Yichen didn't eat much.

"Actually, during the years when Uncle Lin was here, he took good care of me. Including grandpa. And my father. And Chen Xi."

Speaking of Chen Xi, Leng Yichen's body trembled involuntarily.

I haven't seen Dawn for a long time.

Perhaps Yu Zhenhuan blocked the news related to Chen Xi.

"Well, I know all about it."

An Xiaojing nodded.

"He didn't even want to accept my help, but chose someone to experience and feel at the last moment of his life."

An Xiaojing shook her head.

"Don't think so."

Now it's her who comforts Leng Yichen.

"I did everything I could do."

Leng Yichen's eyes dimmed a lot.

It seems to be a kind of separation.

He never thought that he would say goodbye to Uncle Lin in this way.

Not even a full goodbye.

Not even a gift to send him away.

Or, if he really left this world, his ashes cannot be captured by himself.

"Daddy."

Xiao Li shows Leng Yichen the painting he drew during the day.

It's a cute cartoon.

The mountains on the screen are all green.

In the middle of the mountain, there is a red cabin.

That log cabin looked so lonely, so isolated from the world.

But also so spotless.

Leng Yichen was a little surprised looking at the painting.

Xiaoli's paintings are like Uncle Lin's cabin that I found today.

The only difference is the surrounding scene.

It is winter now, Xiaoli's painting is more like spring.

"Daddy, is spring coming?"

Xiao Li's eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and his bright smile dispelled all the regrets in Leng Yichen's heart.

At that moment, something seemed to be relieved.

"Xiao Li, spring is coming soon, thank you my baby."

Leng Yichen understood that no matter what Uncle Lin chooses, in his heart, that person just went to this mountain forest to live a carefree life.