Chapter 780

"Guest?" See each other's line of sight has been staying in their own body, the young woman called a light.

The other party looks back, as if this just realizes that he is a little impolite. But he could not help asking: "excuse me, what is the relationship between you and miss Nalan, the former owl's fiancee? Oh, I'm presumptuous to ask, but you look very much alike

The woman smiles, "owl and I are old friends."

three hours later.

The banquet officially began.

Fei's house is full of excitement.

The owl stood upstairs, looking down at everything in front of him. In the eyes, there is no luster.

Even though the whole room was bustling with excitement, he felt that everything was empty and frightening.

What is it like to live and die in another world? Is the wound on her body good? Can it still hurt when we get there? She never liked to wear too much clothes, but in another cold world, would it be cold?

Has she had Mengpo soup? Will you still think of him? Do you know that he, far away from here, has never forgotten her

Chest pain.

He took a hard breath, sipped the wine dry and swallowed it.

Tang Song rushed in from the outside and grabbed the cup in his hand and smashed it on the ground. "If you can live one more day, you're not happy, are you?"

"Go down. The party will begin in a minute."

The night owl did not even have much fluctuation on his face, and all his emotions had been collected at the moment when the Tang and Song Dynasties rushed in.

He went out, leaving only a lonely figure of the Tang and Song dynasties.

"Shit! More and more depressed, more and more boring! " Tang and Song Dynasty hate its indisputable low mantra. If you can, I really wish I could dig the grave of white millet leaf and drag her out of it to save her life!

The owl is a man of patience. The day of the accident was his only emotional breakdown. When the Tang and Song Dynasties came from the state of S, he had fainted, but his mouth had been reading her name. He closed his eyes tightly with tears in the corners of his eyes.

He had never been seen in the Tang and Song Dynasties, nor had Yu an and Li Shi. At that time, everyone, they all looked sad. Even phelens did not dare to mention the word "white millet leaf" in front of him. It's like a magic spell. If you touch it gently, it's all fatal pain.

Later, he woke up, facing the funeral, is her cold tombstone, everyone thought he would be crazy, but, unexpectedly, he accepted all this calmly. At least, on the surface, it's calm.

Later, Tang and song learned that he was so calm just because he was about to find her. Since then, in the world of no dispute and no hatred, they can no longer separate, and can hold hands with each other; therefore, he is calm, serene, and begins to look forward to

Such an owl, in fact, is extremely cruel.

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"this is a gift for Mr. Fei. A little trifle is no respect. " Downstairs, the guest handed a picture to the gift collector.

"Thank you, Mr. Li. Please come in. " The other party beckoned Mr. Li to go in.

"That May I ask where Mr. Yu an is? "

The other side pointed in a direction. The guest saw Yu'an, who was busy. He hurried over.

"Mr. Yu."

Yu an turned to recognize the other side, "it's Mr. Li. If you come, you'll be welcome."

Although he said so, Yu an's attitude was not cold or hot. Mr. Li, who knows him, wants to do some business with the owl recently. However, his character is not good, and the owl has not paid any attention to him. I'm afraid it has something to do with business to find him here.

"Mr. Yu, we won't say anything polite. I'm looking for you today. I have something very important to talk to you about. "

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li. Today is Mr. Fei's birthday. We have rules. We will never talk about business at the birthday party. "

Yu an refuses to talk to each other and turns to go.

"Mr. Yu, I can only say this once. If you don't listen, you may regret it." Mr. Li straightened up.

Yu an turned and looked at him for a moment. Then, he said with a smile, "OK, since Mr. Li said that, I'll listen to it. But if it's not as important as I thought, anything you say will be hard for me in the future, not to mention our husband. "

The implication is that if you want to cooperate with the owl in the future, it will be basically zero.

The other side did not feel flustered at all, only covered Yu an's ear and said a few words.

Yu an was shocked, almost can't believe, "you didn't play me?"

"If you lend me 10 courage, I dare not talk about it. She really looks like miss nallan. However, it seems that Ms. binaran is more mature, but it is not more than a few years old. It's like a student... ""How old are you? Students? " Yu'an's mind was full of fog. From these two conditions, it was not white millet leaves at all. Yes, she was buried. How could it be her?

But

It really looks like Nalan's imagination, which means that it is similar to the white millet leaf.

If we can get her back and put it around the owl, maybe the owl will be able to rekindle his confidence in life?

At this thought, Yu an was excited. He immediately said, "what about the address? Give me the address of the gallery. "

"Mr. Yu, I've done a great job."

"I went to see it and found out if I had done anything. If not... " Yu an's nature was exposed, and he scratched his palm on his neck, "you're dead!"

The other party was so scared that he didn't dare to say more. He quickly gave the address of the gallery.

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Ignoring Li Shi's questioning, Yu an drove directly to the dark Gallery in the center of the city. Generally speaking, the names of art galleries in cities are relatively literary and artistic. However, dark seems to be a bit dark. Yu an thought it was a gallery of personality or dark Department, but he was stunned when the car stopped outside.

He didn't go in yet. He just looked at the pictures hanging on the window from a distance, and sat in the car without getting down.

Those are Alex's famous paintings.

Alex is the only painter he knows. Because, ten years ago, when he went to see Alex's art exhibition, he was accompanied by him as a bodyguard. Every time, I was tortured by the paintings that I couldn't understand, but I had to accompany her every time. He not only gets used to it, but also has been influenced by her "education". He can recognize Alex's writing style at a glance.

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