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His tone was a little weak, as if he was talking to himself, but Luo Wen'er still heard it.

She smiled and said, "Actually, sometimes I have thought about it. Although you have repeatedly harmed me, after all, you didn't really hurt my life, even if you hid me in the mausoleum..."

Yes, in fact, as early as she appeared in the mausoleum inexplicably, she suspected him. The almost imperceptible white sandalwood atmosphere was like his identity, noble, mysterious and silent.

It was just then... Even now, she didn't understand why he put himself in the mausoleum.

"Actually, I didn't want to kill you at that time." Ximen Ye's voice was in a trance: "I hid you in the mausoleum, thinking that if they couldn't find you, they would leave. Even if you don't leave, and the mausoleum is hidden, I have secretly used someone to bring you back to no night..."

As for why he brought her back to Wuye, he said to himself, because she is very smart and can help Wuye. But he was not sure whether she would help him, but he just wanted to take her away.

At that time, he felt that his thoughts were strange. He even regretted helping her escape from the seclusion valley of the mandarin ducks, because in such a closed place, he was the person she trusted and the most relied on. He liked this feeling very much.

It's just that all the feelings are fleeting. And he, as early as when she left the army and was ablude by the mandarin ducks, he quietly followed and had the intention to steal her.

She never knew this thought, and he didn't know it very well. Even if he took the two unknown flowers for her and tried his best to get this large piece of snow white, he didn't know.

He thought that he probably just wanted a reason to get close to her. Only by getting close to her can he steal the children of the Salesian Bureau.

It should be like this...

"Actually..." He looked out of the window.

There, the night was dark, and the branches and leaves were raging, as if there was fog, carrying the fragrance of the unknown flowers, burst into the room.

"Since you know everything, why do you still take me in?"

Yes, why do you still take him in?

Luo Wener didn't know either. She just remembered that when he appeared in front of him with a shady and tired face and carefully presented her with the two unknown flowers, she just regarded him as the teenager called a small stool. The one who liked to take her arm and called her "sister" sweetly, which was also the same as her. Life and death, although a little clumsy, there are also clever teenagers.

And he really didn't really hurt her.

So, she left him, perhaps, to see what the purpose of his sudden appearance was, but unexpectedly...

"No matter why, I don't want to see you again in the future!"

"Wait..."

Seeing her turn around, Ximen Ye suddenly panicked, and when she stopped, he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "Don't you want to see my true face?"

The door was opening and closing silently in the wind, so the luminous gap suddenly became bright and dark.

"The real you are Simon Ye, a person I never know. I think we may see each other in the future, but what I saw at that time was the fifth son without night... a person who has never been related to the small stool I know.

Silence.

"If that's the case, why didn't you kill me? As long as you are boundless, we are the enemy. And now, it's easy for you to kill me. And Qian Yumo also wants me to die..."

Stared at the opening and closing light and darkness for a moment: "I have arranged the boat. You can leave before dawn."

After taking two steps, he suddenly said, "In this case, some people don't have to hide. The room is small, and it is not a place for Tibetans!"

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The fog suddenly got involved, and in an instant, only the door opened and closed silently.

A figure came out from the screen and looked at the light and dark.

The eyes are just blocked by the shadow, and it is difficult to distinguish the look.

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"Doudou, hurry up, we're going out..."

Luo Wener came out of the room, made a single bun, looked left and right in the flowers, and looked for a half-red and half-white moon hairpin.

She seldom uses these flowers, but she is really happy today, as if the haze is scattered all over the sky, and only the sun is shining.

As soon as the door opened, Doudou also ran to the courtyard.

A pink tulle shirt, combed two round buns, each with a blonde ring, and the hair ring is decorated with soybean-sized pearls. When shaking, it flashes and the sound of beads.

On the neck is a red gold ring, decorated with an emerald jade piece. The water head is very good, with "peace in and out" engraved on the front, and "100 years of long life" on the back, all surrounded by peony flowers.

The carving is meticulous, and from different angles, you can feel the flowers blooming repeatedly.

Doudou likes it very much. He will touch it with his hand in a few steps.

The tentacles are cool, soft and delicate, like mutton fat.

"Mother..." Doudou ran to Luo Wener, hugged her leg, looked up, and bent her water eye: "Mom is so beautiful today."

He stroked Luo Wen'er's white butterfly and sprinkled the gauze skirt, smelled the faint fragrance on it, and muttered, "Dou likes the beautiful appearance of mother."

Luo Wen'er couldn't help pinching her little face.

For the rest of his life after this disaster, Doudou was much more sensible and lost a lot of weight. The chin is sharp, and the small steamed bun-like face gradually shows a clear outline. At first glance, it looks like a thousand feathers of snow, which makes Luo Wener in a trance from time to time.

The girl who is like a pile of ice and snow has been gone for six years now. If she is still there, she will see Mao Mao and Doudou...

"Mom, mother..." Doudou shook her skirt, and her raised little face with a trace of narrowness and laughter: "The hair is still soaked in the water and refuses to come out. Do you think Doudou should put a little mouse in the bathtub?"

Since he came back, Mao Mao has devoted himself to the deodorization project with difficulty. Not only aromatherapy, but also fragrant things must be eaten at every meal. Drinking water must be fragrant flowers and snow water.

Luo Wener said that vegetables taste the freshest and help eliminate waste from the body.

Mao Mao fell in love with green vegetables and successfully quit the problem of being picky about food.

And what he often does is to pour all kinds of flowers in the bathtub and soak it at least three times a day for at least an hour at a time, and then lock himself in the room. I don't know what he is doing.

Doudou said that he was so fragrant that he was angry, but he still felt that he smelled like he was sick, but whenever someone looked at him, he would be very nervous and not confident. When someone turned his eyes, he carefully came forward: "Did you smell... er, special? Er, weird? Er, is it a very different taste?"

As he asked, he held his clothes and fanned the wind, making a very hot look, and then stared at other people's expressions for a moment.