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The album records that during the past few years, from the age of seven to nineteen, ye Ningyuan judged the promised appearance according to Xu Xing's appearance. The two sisters had almost the same appearance, but their looks were very different. One was charming and the other was cold and charming, and each had its own merits.

The other album, in the form of a cartoon, records every word they said from recognition to promise of death. What he thought at that time, he recorded a complete story in detail, and also recorded his missing for more than ten years, which is the spiritual sustenance of Ye Ningyuan's whole adolescence.

He went to the studio next door, adjusted the colors, and drew a promise of twenty years old. His painting was excellent, and the lines were smooth. The appearance of the man was constantly changing in his mind with his memory, and he had been deeply rooted. Just a moment later, a woman in a red dress jumped onto the paper. Ye Ningyuan laughed. He didn't understand. How could she like red so much?

He thought that nono's temperament should like black and white.

Every year, you paint a good painting Ye Ningyuan smiles at the person in the painting. Under the tip of his pen, he pours all his feelings. The verve of the people in the painting is also extremely lifelike and moving.

He thought of the story in the Liaozhai, Miss scholar, touching and sentimental. If you sleep until midnight, how nice it would be if the beautiful women in the painting could walk out of the painting. Even if the ghosts could get together for a moment, there would be no regret.

He thought to himself that if he had not painted a promise every year for so many years and thought about her kindness, and there were so many couples who would never die, and Xu Xing reminded him that the promise had once existed and had come to his world, he might have forgotten it.

But now, with the passage of time, it is a deep memory. What happened at the age of seven is vivid, just like yesterday.

After sitting in the studio for a long time, he just got up and left and went back to the bedroom. He was about to take off his clothes and take a bath. His tentacles touched a cold object. He took out a look and found that it was the Pei Cui Necklace Ann promised.

He pauses and randomly places it in the desk drawer.

Ann promised to go home. Michael was waiting for her in the hall. His face was very bad. When he saw the promise, he was angry and loving, "Ophelia, where have you been? Your godmother has been asking about your whereabouts. Why don't you go to celebrate Xu Xing's birthday?"

"Daddy, I'm sorry I'm busy." Ann promised to walk over and hug Michael's arm affectionately. She said with a smile, "Daddy, I'll call my godmother."

"You, you, are getting worse and worse." Michael always dotes on her daughter and can't help blaming her. Ann promises to smile sweetly, "Daddy is the best."

Only in front of Michael would her icy mask come off, her beloved father.

"Daddy, have you eaten supper yet? I'll help you with it."

"Why are you in such a good mood today?"

"I should make you a snack. I have to be in a good mood."

"How many times have you made me have a snack?"

"Daddy..."

"Well, well, if you have this heart, just let Auntie make what daddy wants to eat. You are clumsy, and the food is terrible." Michael twisted the tip of her nose.

Ann promised arrogant Chin a Yang, "is not cooking, what is difficult, big deal, daddy wants to eat, you tell me, I help you do, guarantee to let you eat beautiful."

"No, don't, the kitchen has been decorated five times, baby, you can spare it."

"What a nuisance daddy is!"

Harry is going downstairs when he sees their father and daughter happy. He says hello and asks, "Ophelia, why didn't you answer your cell phone all night?"

"Me and I went to the suburbs with my friends. I didn't hear my cell phone on the car. Brother, do you have something to do with me

"I'm worried about you when you come back late."

"It's OK." Ann promised a smile and gave Michael a kiss on the face. "Good night, daddy."

"Good night, baby!"

She goes upstairs, and Harry comes along and closes the door. "Why is it so late today? What's the matter?"

"It's just a little thing. I've done it." Ann's voice of promise had returned to coldness, as if the whole room had snowed, which was quite different from her performance in front of Michael.

"I would have gone with you if I had known."

"Brother, it's OK!" Ann promised to look back, "I'm a little tired and want to rest."

"Ophelia, I'm your brother, how can I always be so cold to me."

"I've always been like this."

Harry's heart was bitter, but she was lovely and coquettish in front of her father.

"Well, do you have a new mission?" Harry saw her envelope, went over, touched the envelope with his hand, and was promised to hold it down and take it away. Her eyebrows were cold. "Brother, don't break the rules."

"We're brothers and sisters, and I won't let it out..."

"Brother, I'm going to have a rest." Harry nodded and looked at her helplessly. Ann promised to lock the door and open the envelope. She just looked at the stack of information inside. Her face changed slightly"How?" She mumbles to herself, some can't believe

She tightened her eyebrows, pulled through the fire pot under the bed and burned all the information. Ann promised to open the window and let the wind blow in, blowing away the smell. The wind suddenly blew up at night, and the wind blew up a stack of materials inside. The photos of Ye Ningyuan were slowly burned to ashes in the flames.

Ann promised to see the photo burned, and her eyebrows were even colder. She clenched her fists and walked to the window. Her cold eyes looked at the inky night. Feng Mou condensed a storm, as if the wind and rain were coming.

"Ye Ningyuan..."

She and he just had a face-to-face tonight. She remembered the kiss in the bar, the gentleness and strength between the man's eyebrows. It was a man who hid himself very deeply. Elegance and strength coexisted. It should be said that he was the perfect combination of angel and devil.

She didn't know him very well. She saw him in the materials. He gave her the feeling of a free and easy childe. Regardless of the world, why

She pursed her lips, quite puzzled.

However, after an order, the rest is not a question of solution or incomprehension, but a question of doing and not doing. She has no right to refuse an order.

Ann promised Feng Mou a squint, closed the window, gesture resolute, as if made some determination.

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