Night peach quietly let the water slide down, she thought, although she knew him only a year, but this man is her true love, now, she has to let go, looking for her own sky

She's saying goodbye to her old self.

She was saying goodbye to her beloved little peach.

Goodbye, Leng Hao.

I hope I never see you again.

……

Night Xiaotao really left, disappeared from his world without a trace, Leng Hao spent the whole day muddleheaded, sometimes he did not even know where he was and what he was doing.

Whenever the night comes, he always dreams, dreams are her pretty face, she lies on his back, play to drill his arms, a voice called his husband, husband

He would wake up every night, wake up in the heart is a big hole, he wanted to find something to miss her, but nothing, she left nothing.

She burst into his life so suddenly, and left in such a hurry.

Another half year has passed, winter has gone to summer, but this summer, Leng Hao ushered in the second winter of his life.

Lengzhiyuan has news, his only sister died on the island, leaving only a premature son.

He rushed to the Zhou family's mansion. In front of lengzhiyuan's tombstone, he and Zhou Yao, who was in sick clothes, touched hands. The pain in his heart could not be relieved, and he was about to destroy heaven and earth.

At this time, he heard the cry of "Wah Wah", and Zhou Siling's little pot friend was held out.

This is his sister's son, his nephew.

He wanted to take Zhou Siling's little pot friend away, but just after he received him, Zhou sileng's little pen friend glared at his little arm and leg, and didn't want him to hold him. Zhou Siling looked at Zhou Yao with tears in his eyes, and he wanted his father's land

Finally, Leng Hao left alone with scarlet eyes.

A Chen is waiting outside. Leng Hao looks up at the glare of the sun as he walks out of the Zhou family's house. He feels his throat fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushes out of his mouth.

"Young master!" Ah Chen's face changed greatly, "young master, what's the matter with you? Let's go to the hospital quickly..."

"No more." Leng Hao shook his head, "help me prepare the special plane."

"Where are you going, young master?"

"France."

Chen Yizhen, and then understand, the young master is to find the young lady.

……

France.

Leng Hao is standing in Provence, the most romantic city in France. Now it is the afternoon. The setting sun in the sky spreads all over the earth. The comfortable breeze comes slowly. The whole Lavender swings with the wind, sending out the intoxicating fragrance.

This scene is too beautiful, but in Leng Hao's eyes, the most beautiful scenery is the girl sitting on a folding stool, drawing.

The girl wore a chiffon shirt with white lantern sleeves and a long bright yellow vest dress. The skirt fell above her small ankle, and her skin was greasy white.

Leng Hao didn't get close to him. He stood far away from her. Her long black hair was coiled into a lovely ball head, revealing her swan like beautiful neck.

She is as beautiful as the spirit in the painting.

She was painting landscapes, and she became the only landscape in his eyes.

At this time, a gust of wind blows, and the drawing board in front of the girl suddenly falls on the ground. The girl gets up to chase after her. Leng Hao is surprised and immediately wants to pull out her long legs to help her.

However, there is a handsome figure in his sight, and the drawing board has been picked up in the palm of his hand.

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