The young lady has golden fingers

Chapter 1252 Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son

For a sleepy person, thinking about all kinds of conspiracy-related things is simply a headache.

After thinking about it, Di Jiuyuan yawned, and then went straight into Long Yan's arms.

When Long Yan picked her up, he found that his little girl couldn't even open her eyes.

"Tell Rong Zhen what that person said just now, and let him prepare in advance. I don't want Xiao Yuan'er to worry about such things again." Long Yan said to Mo Yi.

After finishing speaking, Long Yan directly hugged the person and left.

Driving back to Long's house, Long Kesong happened to see him, and the brat asked very talkatively, "Second Brother, Sister Yuan is asleep again? She is a bear, she hibernates in winter! "

Look, almost everyone knows that she has been particularly lethargic recently.

But no one knows what kind of crisis is hidden behind this lethargy!
Except for Long Yan.

Everyone thought that she was just a little sleepy because of the arrival of winter, and mentioned a few words from time to time.Because every time Long Yan heard someone mentioning that she slept too much, he would unconsciously worry and feel helpless.

The day before yesterday, she slept from the afternoon until the next morning.

Yesterday, she slept from the afternoon until noon the next day, and was woken up by him once in the middle, and then went out to eat a crab, and she couldn't open her eyes when eating the crab. Fall asleep on the table.

This afternoon, I went out for a stroll and dealt with Cheng Zhao's matter.

I don't know what time I'm going to sleep until tomorrow.

Long Yan sat by the bed, looked at the little girl who was sleeping soundly, stretched out his hand, and took her hand out of the quilt.

The big palm slowly stroked her little hand.

Then they clasped their hands tightly together. Both of them wore rings of the same style on their ring fingers. The hands that were held together looked so harmonious.

"Hold your hand and grow old with your son."

Long Yan stroked Di Jiuyuan's hand lightly, then whispered to himself.

If Di Jiuyuan was awake at this moment, she should be able to hear the sadness in Long Yan's tone when he said this.

Long Yan sat by the bed for a long time.

Until the moon and stars are thin outside the window, the night is quiet.

He stood up slowly, then took off his coat from the door, opened the door and walked out.

The black car was driving on the road, passed the very noisy urban area, and then drove more and more remote, as if going to some mysterious appointment, the car just drove so leisurely.

Finally stopped in a cemetery.

Long Yan got out of the car, wearing a long overcoat, he walked through the cemetery all the way, like a god of death passing by the world without paying attention.

I don't know how long it took, and finally a rough house appeared in front of my eyes.

It seems that it should have a long history, the outside is covered with mud, and the walls are mottled. It should have been the residence of the gravekeeper at first.

In the dead of night.

The tall man pushed the door open and walked in. The dust inside was overwhelming, and the scene made people feel weird no matter how you looked at it.

After Long Yan pushed the door and went in, he fumbled to turn on the light. It was a small five-watt light bulb, and he could vaguely see the depression in the house.

Long Yan sat down on the dusty chair and began to wait for someone.

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(End of this chapter)