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"Yes."

He took her face and said in a low voice.

"I don't belong to the Mu family at all. My mother should not be buried in the Mu family's ancestral house. When my father drives me out, I may be homeless..."

"I will." He interrupted her, hoarse and dry.

Lanxi raised his hand to touch his face, as if to touch the last trace of warm hands in life. She was greedy for his temperature and refused to let go, until mu Yanchen's kiss fell down and fell on her choked lips, blending with hot salty tears.

"I can't give you anything, mu Yanchen..." Lanxi tears in the kiss of blending, sour and astringent tightly grasped her heart, "I have nothing, I don't know what can I love you..."

"Give me yourself." He gave a low command, his trembling arms clasped her and pried open her teeth.

Lan Xi's heart sour like sea roaring fierce attack and fade, she closed her eyes to feel his solid arms, dumb voice asked: "Mu Yanchen, where am I?"

His long fingers plucked away the tears wet hair on her face and said in a low voice: -- You are in my heart. "

With that, he sealed his lips with a kiss, kissing her soul thoroughly drenched by the cold rain in Los Angeles.

……

I don't know how long it's been going forward.

Lanxi felt as if he had taken a long nap. When he woke up, he was tightly held in his arms by a pair of strong arms. When she moved a little, the arm suddenly tightened. She slowly looked up at him, and saw his handsome outline with closed eyes from such a close distance.

This face, rooted in her 17-year-old memory, has been hidden for many years.

If it wasn't for the dry and tight corners of her eyes, she would almost think it was a dream that she didn't want to wake up.

He reached out and touched his face gently, as if touching his favorite baby. He didn't want to let go of any details. He seemed to be awake and absorbed in her subconscious intimacy.

"Awake?" He spoke in a low voice, and his sexy thin lips uttered two words with magnetism.

Lan Xi was embarrassed for a moment. She recalled her crying out of control and felt annoyed. However, because the object was him, she didn't feel embarrassed. She grabbed his clothes and buried her face in his warm arms.

Mu Yanchen opened his eyes, a pair of clear eyes as deep as the sea, suffused with soft wave light.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed her hair. He asked softly, "do you remember what you said to me when I first arrived at Mu's home?"

Lan Xi was stunned and couldn't remember. He looked up at him in his arms.

"Whether you are naive or simple, at that time, almost everyone, including myself, doubted that I was not the flesh and blood of Mu family. Every day in Mu's control of the overall situation, give orders, but the heart is empty hair empty. For decades, I didn't really feel what "home" felt like, but at that time, I was fighting for a little bit of hope. I could give up the industry that I had been working in Los Angeles for more than ten years. Even I didn't know whether it was right or wrong. "

His pressed palms touched her face, closed his eyes, touched her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "but you told me at that time that you believed I was your biological brother. Even if later, I hurt you and drag you to hell. Even if you feel resentment, fear and struggle in your heart, you are reluctant to hurt me Lanxi, from that time on, I thought, I must make you happy. Even if we are not together in the future, I will make you feel better. "

Scalding tears spread in the eyes, even the line of sight are dyed a blur.

With a gentle smile on his lips, with a trace of bitterness and firmness, mu Yanchen said in a low voice: "if you don't meet me, maybe today's everything will not happen. You will never know whose daughter you are. You will meet a person you love along the track of your life. You will get married and have children and live happily ever after So Lanxi, I'm responsible for you. "

"It's me who ruined everything and forced you to be so cruel I'll be in charge of the rest of your life. "

The last few words he said were as angry as gossips, and his heart was extremely sour.

Lan Xi shook his head, and the scalding tears fell down in a hurry and got wet. She knelt down and sat up tightly around his neck, choking: "but no If I don't meet you, I don't know if I will love someone so much. I know it's wrong or I want to continue. I can't stop. Among all the people I met in the future, none of them was called mu Yanchen. None of them was you... "

The heart is like a gentle hand tight, in the left chest suddenly trembling! Mu Yanchen's face turned white and he was badly hurt. In the next moment, he suddenly tightened her in his arms, closed his eyes and buried himself in her neck socket.

Think never wet eyes, at the moment is also stimulated a warm up.

After a long time, the tight to suffocating embrace slowly released.

Mu Yanchen hugs her on her leg and kisses the tears on her face. She wants to move, but his gentle but domineering palm holds her back neck, letting her stay quiet and bear his overwhelming tenderness.

"Mr. mu, here we are." The driver in front said politely.Lan Xi just reflected that their car was parked in a remote and quiet area. Some magnificent buildings stood quietly in the icy rain.

This way, too short.

Mu Yanchen tightly folded her in her arms, gently kissing down the hair line of her ears and temples, and said in a low voice: "I'm going to do something. It's too cold for you to stay here for a while. I'll come when I go."

Lan Xi was stunned, his soft arms wrapped around his strong waist, as if he would not be separated from him.

Mu Yanchen sighed with a deep sigh, but he was very warm in his heart. He kissed her on the mouth, picked up the umbrella beside her seat, opened the door and walked out of the car.

The cold wind came suddenly.

Lanxi was shivering with cold. Before she could react, she felt the umbrella stretched out on top of her head. A warm feeling surrounded her from all directions. It was muyanchen who wrapped her tightly in her coat and then held her in his arms.

It turned out to be a magnificent and exquisite church.

The cross is silent in the rain, and the red roof is washed away from dust, showing a sad and beautiful color. The church is very quiet because of the rainy weather, and there are few people coming and going. When mu Yanchen takes her in, she sees the colored murals on the four walls, which are not in the style here. The umbrella is placed beside the chair and goes down the innermost door of the church. The underground palace like space is exposed in front of her, and there is a huge tomb.

Lan Xi was stunned.

She went over and gently swept the dust on the slate and read the language on it. It was engraved with the name of "Rilla Mulder.".

The light in her eyes flashed by, and she said softly, "the tomb of Rilla should not be in the Royal Cemetery in London? Why are you here? "

A handful of flowers were gently placed beside him. Mu Yanchen raised his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "her body is indeed over there. This church may be a will. What is buried in it is just some personal things. I don't know."

Lan Xi understood.

She looked at the tomb for a long time and nodded: "she asked people to build a church named after her here, which should be closer to you."

"I should have gone to London, but now is not a good time, so I have to go around here and go back home." Mu Yanchen walked past, eyes color deep, will her into the arms said.

Lan Xi stares at the tombstone and can understand mu Yanchen's mood. I don't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. With mu Yanchen's character, he can't completely put it down. He just can't give her what she wants before he lives, and the only thing he can do after he dies.

"What are you thinking?" He is a little worried, sexy thin lips in her ears breath, tightening her waist as if to inlay her into the body.

Lan Xi's eyes seem to be able to drip water, no language, just shake his head, turn around tightly buried in his arms.

"Let's go back." She said a dumb, her mind seems to come up with some bad picture, holding him tight.

Mu Yanchen takes a look at the tomb, nods and kisses her hair.

***

stay in Los Angeles for one day and take a bus to the airport when it is time to return.

Mu Yanchen was worried about her body. Before that, he wanted her to go to the hospital to check whether the fetus was stable. However, he thought that he had been very tired due to the shock of running and psychology in the past few days, so he called the doctor to live there.

After the examination, the doctor did not say the situation in front of Lan Xi, but two people murmured outside for a long time.

Lan River is slightly worried.

She thinks that fear comes from fright and sadness from sadness. Her abdomen is protected by her heart, so she doesn't feel any discomfort. Even she is afraid of unstable fetal heart, she has tried not to think about those painful things and try to calm her mind

Is there still something wrong?

Touching the slightly uplifted arc, Lanxi finally couldn't help on the way to the airport. He raised his head and asked him, "what did the doctor say to you? Did I not protect the baby well? "