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A gust of wind blew in, and Wen Luo was startled for a moment. He was now standing at the entrance of the Duanxin Bridge, which was the center of the bridge. He had been to this place before.

At that time, I was on a business trip with Lian Xiao... It seemed that it was for some project at the time, and then the two of them prepared to go back to Liancheng very late, but the road

When there was a storm on the road, he had to stop. Later... there were no hotels around, so Wen Luo had to find a B&B to stay temporarily for one night.

But the storm lasted for a full week, and they were trapped in the manor for a full week. It was a day when Wen Luo was full of joy. Every day when he woke up and opened the door, he could see Lian Xiao who was leaning on the railing thoughtfully. , there is a flower garden full of stars outside the door, there is no intrigue around, no sadness and despair... only simple farmers, and the fat but very temperamental proprietress of the manor, that is the most unforgettable period of time for him.

But on the contrary, Lian Xiao felt that life here was very boring, and incidentally despised Wen Luo.

But Wen Luo... what did he say at that time...

By the way, he said that if one day he can leave the Lian family, he will buy the small house they live in, plant an orchard in front of the door, and build a small house behind, so that no one can find him …

For some reason, Wen Luo felt that his words were suddenly appropriate.

Will Lian Xiao go to that place...

Wen Luo felt a pang in his heart.

"No, it's impossible." Wen Luo hammered his head, and felt that he was too whimsical.

That happened in the previous life, and it never happened in this life, so how could Lian Xiao go to that place.

Wen Luo shook his head mockingly, and walked in the opposite direction...

"Boss, we lost the young master."

Zhang Da frowned and answered a phone call, then bent down and said to Sheng He frowningly.

Sheng He frowned, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Da, his tone was cold without any warmth.

"How do you do things?"

Zhang Da shuddered, and said helplessly: "The young master seemed to have discovered us from the beginning, deliberately entered the busy market, and then created a series of restlessness, and ran away while taking advantage of the chaotic crowd."

Sheng He paused, at the moment he was drawing on a copybook with a brush, the vigorous and powerful strokes showed the heroic ambition of the painter, he paused, and the white paper was immediately stained with an extremely incongruous pen and ink .

"As expected of my Sheng He's son... Ah, I really underestimate him." Sheng He only took a moment to pick up the brush and started to draw along the ink.

Zhang Da bent down and said, "Then boss, what should we do now."

Sheng He raised his head indifferently, put down the brush in his hand, looked at the neat pictures and beautiful characters on the copybook, nodded in satisfaction, narrowed his long and narrow eyes: "He can't run very far, just around there, Go check it out."

"Yes." Zhang Da nodded, respectfully preparing to leave.

Sheng He turned his head again and suddenly lowered his aura, saying: "By the way, I hope that what I raise is not a bunch of trash, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Da immediately lowered his head, "Zhang Da understands."

"Go."

Zhang Da immediately closed the door and went out. He knew that Sheng He had given him a death order. If he couldn't catch him all night, he might not be able to do business well, so this time he wanted to go to City C himself..

Father and son are connected, father and son are connected, Wen Luo doesn't know what kind of calculation Sheng He is planning, if it is not because he is a good bait, how could he let him out so easily.Throwing away the group of people following him, Wen Luo squeezed the phone in his hand, pulled out the SIM card with a blank expression, then raised one hand, and threw it into the passing trash can.

The driver watched Wen Luo's movements silently, and couldn't help but sighed: "Brother, there is no need to pity such a good mobile phone, don't just throw it away."

Wen Luo didn't explain. He was afraid that there might be a problem with the phone. After all, they installed trackers and the like with ease.

The driver was not annoyed by Wen Luo's indifference, but said enthusiastically, "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with your girlfriend?"

Wen Luo pursed her lips, but couldn't help but think of the word "Lian Xiao=girlfriend" in her heart. Thinking about it... she couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body.

But by accident, Wen Luo turned his head and stroked his chin and asked, "Master, if you quarrel with your girlfriend, where will he usually hide?"

The driver thought for a while and said: "Arguing, girls are just thinking about that. Although they say they are hiding, they always hope that you will find her, so I will definitely choose a place where you have common memories. To put it bluntly, I still want you to find her, and then coax her back... If you can't find her after many days... then brother, you may be out of the game."

Wen Luo twitched the corners of his mouth and was speechless for a while.

He thought for a while, the place where they have shared memories...isn't it...

"Master, go to XX village."

"okay."

Half an hour later, Wen Luo got off the car in XX Village. This is where he and Lian Xiao passed by when they were on a business trip to City C. The two were trapped in the village that night, and then met Liu Xiaoqing and the uncle.

"Ah, brother Lian Xiao is here!"

Liu Xiaoqing put the freshly baked tortillas in front of Wen Luo. It's been a long time since he saw him. This little guy has grown a lot taller. Looking at Wen Luo, there are still stars in his eyes, shining shells and shells.

But at this moment, Wen Luo's eyes were brighter than his. He held Liu Xiaoqing's arm with both hands and almost couldn't hold back his emotions: "Xiaoqing! Tell brother, where is he?"

Liu Xiaoqing tilted his head and thought for a while, full of doubts, he said: "I don't know, brother Lian Xiao has only stayed here for two days, and he still has injuries on his body. He left after he recovered, saying that he didn't want to drag us down or something. …”

Wen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes widened.

Injured...he was still injured.

Uncle Liu on the side had a cigarette holder in his mouth, and he was still burly, with thick and strong muscles as wide as two Wen Luos.

"Come in with me for a while."

Uncle Liu glanced at Wen Luo, then peeled off the curtain and entered the inner room with a cigarette holder in his mouth.

Wen Luo's heart tightened, he rubbed Liu Xiaoqing's head and entered the room.

Uncle Liu turned his back to him and remained silent.

Wen Luo couldn't hold back and opened his mouth first: "Uncle Liu, you..."

"He had a gunshot wound on his body when he came here." Uncle Liu interrupted him, turned his head expressionlessly, and breathed out a mouthful of smoke: "He only said that he can't stay here, and I'm afraid it will bring us trouble." It’s troublesome, so I just took a break and left.”

Wen Luo's eyes widened, and he felt as if he was suffocated for a moment. That feeling...indescribably frightening.

It turned out to be a gunshot wound... Sheng He really planned to put him to death. No matter how strong Lian Xiao was, he could still fight, but he was powerless against an ordinary pistol.This realization made Wen Luo feel anxious.

"Wen Luo, what the hell are you doing?" Uncle Liu frowned, "You two don't look like restless children, how did you provoke those people? How strict is the gun control in our country? Even I This rough man in the mountain village knows it all, you..."

"Uncle Liu...Thank you for your kindness, I will find Lian Xiao as soon as possible, and we will take care of everything." Wen Luo finished speaking tremblingly, opened the curtain and left.

Uncle Liu knew that he didn't want to say it, and he didn't force him to ask. He picked up the cigarette stick in his hand and took another deep breath. There were creases between his brows that didn't dissipate.

Coming out of Uncle Liu's house, the uneasiness in Wen Luo's heart became even worse. Now he just wanted to find out where Lian Xiao was. He couldn't bear the fact that such a powerful and proud person turned into a cold corpse in the end!

"where to?"

It was the same driver just now. I didn't expect him to drive around here all the time. When he saw Wen Luo, he stopped and asked him with a smile if he still wanted to take the car.

Wen Luo stepped onto the co-pilot without saying a word, but was stopped by the driver's question.

Where...where should he go now...where...where did he go...

"what--"

Wen Luo scratched his head and sat on the chair restlessly, holding his head tightly with both hands.

The driver was taken aback, and after a while he said: "Young man, don't worry, think about it again, is there any place that you said you really want to go, maybe your girlfriend will go, this is asking for a daughter-in-law Ah, I'm so shameless, I can't give up, young man, work hard!"

Wen Luo's eyes were red, and his mind was full of the appearance of the two standing in front of a farm. He opened his thin lips lightly, "Master, go to Manxing Manor."

"Okay." The driver immediately stepped on the accelerator and blasted out, as if he was in a hurry than him.

Wen Luo didn't realize it until he reached the gate of the manor, but since he arrived, he didn't mind going down to have a look.

"Cheer up, lad!"

The hearty laughter of the driver came from behind, Wen Luo turned his head and smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and came to the place where they lived before according to his memory.

It should be the place where he lived with Lian Xiao from the previous life.

This place is still the same as before. Although it is a manor, it is very quiet. The flower garden outside the door is full of stars, and there are some fields around it, planted with eggplants, strawberries, grapes and the like.

Wen Luo walked straight to the innermost room, heaving a sigh of relief, feeling unspeakably nervous, his heart was beating "thumping", as if he was guiding him to something.

Even now he doesn't know why he came here, he and Lian Xiao have never been to this manor in this life, Lian Xiao didn't even know there was this place, but the obsession in his heart told him... ...He still wants to come, he always feels that there seems to be a truth waiting for him here, if he doesn't come, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Finally, Wen Luo stopped in front of the familiar door.