Chapter 4 I miss you so much, Yan

After sending the man back, Lin Xiao fled as if he left the scene, but he was really afraid of being hurt by his master's air of not getting close to strangers.

But why did he feel that the master's eyes in the car just now seemed to be very sad, like a little daughter-in-law abandoned by her husband, but yes, the master was indeed abandoned, but it was the wife who abandoned him.

Strange to say, Madam's information seems to have been quarantined six years ago. Even if they used a lot of their influence, they could only find out that she went to the United States.

Moreover, every time a clue is found, there will be a force to stop it. Over the years, their power has gradually infiltrated into that power, but they still haven't touched the information related to Madam.

Ma'am, what have you experienced all these years?Lin Xiao stood in front of the window for a long time, then shook her head and left. Anyway, there is a master, and the wife will definitely tell the master, what is he doing so much.

In the well-decorated study room, the man slowly opened his eyes, walked to the wall, and gently stroked a painting on the wall with his slender fingertips.

There is a man in the painting, the man is gently hugging a girl, but the painting is not very delicate, although it can be seen that it is a couple embracing, but it is more like an anime stick figure, The rather lively coloring is incompatible with the simple and dull decoration style around.

Even so, the man still stroked the face of the girl in the painting gently, as if stroking a treasure, and finally stopped at the place where the painting was signed.

In the middle of "Li-Yan" there is a small heart drawn with a red pen.

Through this painting, he seemed to see the shyness on the face and tenderness in the eyes of that girl when she painted this painting.

Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth also ticked: "Ayan, I really miss you."

The voice was no longer as cold and decisive as before, but filled with thousands of thoughts and pain.

"Ayan, why didn't you look for me when you came back."

"Ayan, have you forgotten me?"

"Ayan, how could you, how could you be so cruel."

"Ayan, my heart aches too."

"Ayan, I will forgive you if you come to me."

"Ayan, are you okay?"

The usually decisive and ruthless man stood quietly in the darkness, but his standing back was fragile and lonely.

He called over and over again in his heart, but the girl never responded, his girl.

God knows how excited he was when he saw her. He really wanted to hold her in his arms, hide her, and prevent anyone else from seeing her. His girl is more beautiful than six years ago. Nice, that was six years of his absence.

She came back, as if she was shining brightly, illuminating his dark world at once. God knows, he really wanted to gouge out those eyes stuck to her body. Her girl can only be allowed to be admired by him alone. , hug, kiss, that's his girl.

When he was at the airport, he suddenly became a little scared. He was afraid that this was another dream of his. In the dream, every hug meant parting, and she couldn't even be touched.

He didn't know what happened in the six years she left, but when she left without saying goodbye and completely separated herself from his world, did she know that she had already taken root in his world, just like that... Leaving hastily, he poked his heart bloody without hesitation.

This time, he just, just wanted to wait for her to come to him, he believed that she would, he would wait, just one day, if she didn't come tomorrow, he would go to her himself, he thought.

(End of this chapter)

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