Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 1497 Two Years Old Man

Ming Jing knew that Luo Yifan knew a lot, and when he heard him mention this painting, she also became curious, and she said, "Okay."

She also wondered what the hell was going on with the painting.

The bodyguard beside Ming Jing followed her all the time.

Luo Yifan hesitated for a moment, then said: "I have to talk to you alone, it's just the two of us, this matter must not be known to others."

After hesitating for a moment, Ming Jing said to the bodyguard with him: "You guys wait for me here, I will talk to him alone."

"Miss, is there any danger?"

"It's okay, I know him."

The bodyguard nodded, "OK."

Ming Jing followed Luo Yifan away.

……

The two came to a secret lounge, there was no one around, very quiet, Luo Yifan opened the door: "Go in, there is a person inside, I believe you will be surprised to see her."

"About the owner of the painting?" she asked.

Luo Yifan didn't speak, but showed a subtle smile, and Ming Jing felt even more uneasy.

She went in.

On the sofa, sat a white-haired old woman, dressed in black, a bit worn out, but exuding an incomparable mystery.

The old man picked up his crutches, stood up, turned around with a trembling body, and faced the mirror.

Ming Jing looked at her in astonishment, "Who are you?"

"Sister." Grandma called her.

Ming Jing was startled, "What did you call me?"

This old man seems to be a hundred years old, how could he call her sister?

Ming Jing was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. At this moment, there were only the two of them in the lounge.

Luo Yifan didn't come in either, and kept waiting outside.

Grandma said: "You remember me, but you haven't seen me again. Because I have passed through more than 200 years, and you have not experienced this time. You have returned to modern times directly from more than 200 years ago, but I have been in the same place, watching Watch the time go by."

Grandma took out a dilapidated coin from her bosom and handed it to Der Spiegel, "Perhaps you will remember me when you see this. You gave it to me more than 200 years ago."

Ming Jing took the coin, and in an instant, she understood everything.

"So it was you... You are the little girl who was hired by those killers to watch the carriage more than 200 years ago?"

"You finally think of me." Grandma smiled gratifiedly.

Ming Jing covered his mouth and was astonished, "How could it be you? It's been 200 years, why are you still alive?"

"I'm over 200 years old, I'm not an ordinary person, so I have special ways to extend my life."

Ming Jing quickly helped her to sit down.

Grandma said: "My real name is Mary, and that painting was drawn by me. After you left for many years, I drew it from memory."

"What is your relationship with Luo Yifan? Who is he?"

"Who he is, you will soon find out. I am dying, and I would like to see you before I die."

"Are you going to die? You..." Ming Jing suddenly felt sad.

"Sister, I know I'm over 200 years old, but I still want to call you that. I sometimes blame you, why did you save me more than 200 years ago? If you didn't save me, I would have died then , you don’t have to endure so many years of loneliness. Because of my specialness, my family only regards me as a tool to use.”

"The tools used?" Lin Jing asked in surprise, "What's going on here?"

(End of this chapter)