The Little Midnight Bride

Young Master Di said to him in a low voice: "I don't know how to take care of my life when I'm old. I've been so careless and I can't move now. You deserve it. Read the latest chapter of vip\\"

Di Shao scolded him, but he laughed, but it was so difficult.

"I dreamed of your father last night. He said he missed me and wanted me to go and accompany him." The old man lay on his back on the bed and took off the oxygen mask by himself. It was difficult to speak, but he still spoke clearly.

When it came to his father, Young Master Di's face was not very good-looking, and he was a little stiff.

It was a forbidden place, and he didn't want to touch it. [

"Little Didi, in fact, I...I'm sorry for you." A person who is about to die speaks kindly. He has fought for his whole life, but after this serious illness, everything is the same. People's desire/desire for power is endless. However, people cannot be dominated by power and become slaves of power.

He has committed too many sins in his life, and God is finally going to accept him.

"Stop talking." There was a flash of pain in Di Shao's eyes, "You should rest well and you will get better."

"No... I'm afraid it will be too late if I don't say anything..."

His eyes were flushed, and the one he faced most shamelessly was his grandson. It was his fault that caused him to lose his father and mother when he was young.

"I told you not to say it!" Fire suddenly lit up in his eyes, his expression was gloomy and terrifying, and then he tried his best to extinguish the fire in his eyes, stood up and wanted to leave.

When the old man saw the last spark of fire in his eyes go out, he suddenly understood. It turned out that Little Didi knew about it a long time ago, but he was just concerned that the thin layer of relationship between them was not broken.

He was even more ashamed for a moment.

"I'm sorry..." He didn't know what else to say.

Emperor Shao wanted to leave, he couldn't stay in such an atmosphere.

"Wait." The old man said.

Young Master Di turned around with a look of impatience, the old man's voice was weak, like the faintness of an exhausted oil lamp.

"Bring over the things in the third dark compartment on the left side of the bookcase."

Young Master Di raised his eyebrows, followed his instructions and walked towards the bookcase on the left wall, found the third hidden compartment, and took out a sandalwood box inside.

He took the sandalwood box and walked to the old man's side and stopped.

"You open it."

After he opened it, he found a chip the size of a thumb. He picked it up and squeezed it between his fingers. He looked down at the old man: "What is it?"

"A patent/patent on weather control. This is only the upper half. The second half is missing. I haven't found it for so many years. Little Didi, please promise me, old man, to help me find the second half of the chip and hand it over to the national defense General Kendia, Grandpa, please."