Lin Xinlan lowered her eyes, a tear fell from the corner of her eyes, her expression was somewhat helpless and sad.

Everyone was silent.

She wiped away her tears and smiled: "Let's not talk about this, I'm still alive, so I should smile instead of being sad. By the way, Brother Yang, I went out this morning and bought you a bottle of medicinal wine. Arthritis is very effective. You must also have arthritis in your legs, so give it a try, it may relieve your pain."

Lin Xinlan handed him a bottle of medicinal wine, and Yang Ming took it with his hand, thanking her gratefully.

"Big sister, there are very few good people like you now. You are the kindest person I have ever met."

Lin Xinlan smiled, waved her hand and said, "Brother Yang, you praise me too much. I also think that I am going to die, so I want to help others as much as I can while I am alive. Maybe if I do too many good things, I can still go to heaven. .”

Yang Ming looked at her deeply, his lips were tightly pressed together, unable to say a word.

"Hurry up and have breakfast, it's getting cold." She hurriedly greeted them to eat, Yang Ming picked up the bowl and drank the hot and thick porridge, feeling warm in his heart.

After eating, Yang Shan rushed to wash the dishes.

Lin Xinlan and Yang Ming were sitting in the living room watching TV. Yang Ming suddenly asked her, "Big sister, I have something to ask you. If you were given a chance to live, would you sacrifice everything?"

Lin Xinlan's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at Yang Ming in surprise, as if she did not expect that he would ask her such a hypothetical question.

Yang Ming also looked at him, although he was very old, older than her.

But his eyes are bright, full of depth and wisdom, without any cloudiness.

Her eyes are also very bright.

That's because she is only aging, but her heart is still young.

Yang Ming's eyes are the same as hers. Could it be that his heart is also the same as hers, very young?

Averting his eyes lightly, Lin Xinlan said with a slight smile: "This kind of assumption does not exist at all. I will definitely die, so there is no chance for me to live."

Yang Ming asked in a deep voice: "If there is?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, not at all like the voice of an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Lin Xinlan looked at him indifferently, her eyes were calm: "Who are you?"

Yang Ming laughed, the laughter made Lin Xinlan feel very familiar.

"When did you see through us?" he asked her.

Lin Xinlan looked at him in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Yang Ming's gaze was burning like a torch, and there was still a touch of incomprehensible obscurity.

Yang Shan came out of the kitchen, leaned against the wall with her arms folded, and faced them casually.

Lin Xinlan was [-]% sure of their identities.

She took a deep breath and said coldly: "I saw through it just yesterday. You are so old, but your legs are as strong as a young man's legs. I knew you were not so old. You should Around thirty, you just put on makeup and changed your appearance... I thought you were just passing by me and just happened to meet me, but I didn't expect that you really came after me."

After a pause, her voice became colder: "I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be alive. Qiao Yiyang, how long do you want to tease me? Are you satisfied with my current appearance?!"

"Xin Lan..." Qiao Yiyang no longer pretended, looked at her deeply, and reached out to touch her face.

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