Grandmother's small ranch is not big, it was left by her mother, and it is open to tourists in the peak season. Before my grandmother died the year before last, I wanted to leave it to Lu Shiran. But Lu Shiran felt that her family had money, so she simply advised her to donate and entrust a company to run it. All the money she earned was used to help poor mothers around the world.

If she has the ability to predict and know that the Lu family will be down and down, no matter how, she has to hold the small ranch!

She still remembers this woman.

On the day when she came, it was raining heavily. She got out of the taxi alone, carrying a small suitcase, holding a black umbrella, and wearing a Chinese ink cheongsam, standing at the door. She was thin, and her eyebrows were light and distant.

She stayed in the ranch for more than ten days. Except for the first day, she wore a plaid shirt and jeans trousers every day. She went out early and came back late. She didn't talk to anyone. Lu Shiran saw such a bear in her room when she went to change the sheets Is she the daughter of the father who eloped with the painter?

It's already more than nine o'clock. The old man should go to bed at this time. Lu Shiran thinks for a moment, and he can take the photo to him tomorrow night. If he can get his father and daughter together, it will be a great good thing.

After a day's tiredness, she was too lazy to pick up anything she didn't need. She lifted the things she didn't need on the bed and had a good sleep.

In the morning of the milu Island Hotel, the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers. When you come to the front desk, you can see another bunch of beautiful peony flowers.

"Miss Lu, your flower." The manager on duty in the lobby handed her the flowers with a smile on his face.

Lu Shiran knew that in the eyes of these people, she went directly from the first floor to the top floor, and became a red man beside Feng Jingchen. She was just like looking at a vase of peony flowers.

With a smile, she took the flowers, took a deep smell, and went straight upstairs.

The elevator came up from the first floor of the basement, and the door opened. There was an old man sitting inside. He pulled his eyelids, folded his hands in front of his abdomen and inhaled deeply.

"My Lord." She was stunned and quickly came in, "how can you be alone? And the driver? "

"It's a fawn." He lifted his eyelids, closed them again, and said in a low voice, "Lao Zhou has gone to buy me thousand layer cakes."

"Can you have that?" Lu Shiran bent down, looked at his tired face and said anxiously, "why did you go out so early today?"

"What do I want to do..." He was in a trance and muttered, "I don't remember."

Unable to laugh or cry, Lu Shiran put the flower on his lap and pushed the wheelchair down the elevator. "Did you call him?"

The old man shook his head and frowned, "are you not with him at night?"

Lu Shiran smiles and whispers, "no, he's with Mu Shao."

"You're not doing what I gave you?" He turned his head hard, a little angry.

Lu Shiran took a light puff from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, his memory was not good. How could he not forget this incident?

When Feng Jingchen is not in the office, the old man looks a little disappointed. He stands up with Lu Zhiran's hand and walks to the orchid shelf step by step.

"You don't have to help me. I just have a liver pain, not a foot pain." He waved Lu Shiran's hand, bent down to look at the blue oil orchids, whispered, "Stinky boy is really feeding."

"Can't he live?" Lu Shiran also came to see it.

"Do you know what kind of flower it is?" The old man turned his head a little complacently and asked her.

Lu Shiran turns his mouth. Although my father is poor at raising flowers, he has a wide range of fields. I don't know how many delicate flowers he has sent to reincarnation. Some of them are sun dried, watered and fertilized to death Lu Shiran often scares him because he spoils too many flowers.

"This is lotus petal orchid," she said confidently as she stroked one of them. "It's a fragrance from all over the world, and this is a floating lotus, isn't it?"

"Oh, I know it's not a girl who only eats." The old man's white eyebrows relaxed and nodded happily.

"Sir, can we not laugh at me?" Lu Shiran shook his head helplessly.

"If you don't just eat, how come you haven't done what I asked you to do for several days?" The old man turned, his back slightly curved, and walked slowly to the sofa.

Lu Shiran looked at it. The old man was really stubborn. He was clearly in pain, but he didn't let anyone help him.

"The boy is so patient. He has fed these pots of flowers. I made a bet with him that if he could support these pots of flowers, I would give him all my shares. " The old man sat down on the sofa, looked around, and looked pleased. He looked very satisfied.

Such a good thing, I also desperately raise ah! I don't eat or drink, but also serve flowers! Lu Shiran poured him a cup of boiled water and brought him the picture.

"Old man, I found these in my old photos." She put the picture on the old man's knee and asked softly, "look at this bear. Is it the same as what you hold in your hand every day? And this lady... "

Before she finished, the old man suddenly sat up straight, holding the photo with his fingers, almost breathless.

"Old man." Lu Shiran is frightened and pushes and pinches him. It is not easy to see that he is calm again."Where did you come from?" He held the photo in front of Lu Shiran and asked excitedly.

"I took pictures in my grandmother's ranch." Seeing his expression, Lu Shiran knew that she was right. The bear was really his daughter's.

"Lan Lan, LAN LAN is still alive." He got excited again. He leaned back and fainted.

Lu Shiran almost didn't get scared out of his wits this time. When Gu Fei, the driver, arrived, saw the situation, he quickly helped pinch people, rub their backs, and feed medicine and water.

"Lan Lan lives." "I shouldn't have scolded her. I didn't dare to come back after being bullied."

"Master, let's keep looking." Goofy rubbed his back and comforted him, "I'll send someone to find him right away."

"Let Feng Jingchen look for it." Lu Shiran sits aside and whispers a reminder.

The old man looked at her with tears on his face. He opened his mouth and all the tears flowed into his mouth.

"Lan Lan has been out for 27 years. She is still alive..." Finally, he was unable to speak again.

"What's going on?" Feng Jingchen arrived in a hurry. Seeing this scene, he was shocked and ran to the old man.

"Your little aunt, your little aunt Live. " The old man held up the photo, his lips trembling with excitement, "find her, find her."

"Aunt The bear... " Feng Jingchen looked at the picture and asked in dismay, "where did this come from?"

The old man slowly turned his head to see Lu Shiran, who quickly pointed to himself, "I took it."

"Did you take it?" Feng Jingchen was extremely surprised. During that time, Lu Zhiran's name had never appeared in the list of personnel who had appeared in the ranch.

"That's my grandmother's ranch." Lu Shiran explained in a low voice. Thinking of that night, the kiss, she felt uncomfortable.

"But the little aunt's name is not on the list either." Feng Jingchen looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in the photo and said in a deep voice, "did your aunt use a fake identity?"

"She hates me and wants to hide from me..." The old man beat his chest and feet and cried himself.

"Don't cry, old man." Seeing that he was crying like a child, Lu Shiran was afraid that he would faint again. He quickly advised: "as long as she is alive, everything is hopeful. We'd better hurry to find it..."

Before finishing, the old man's eyes closed and he fainted again.

This time, no one was able to wake him up. He had to be dragged to the hospital and lived next door to Lu Changhai.

Lu Shiran lies down on the railing and looks down. The sunflowers in the garden are flourishing. On the pink blue bench, there are pregnant women resting, caressing their big stomachs and looking peaceful.

"What's your name over there?" Feng Jingchen came out and looked into her eyes.

Lu Shiran felt his face and asked, "what's the matter? Why are you looking at me like this

"Tell me." Feng Jingchen twisted his eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

“Cecilia。” Lu Shiran had to say that her name was always called lonely English "loneliness" by her friends. She simply used the name Cecilia over there, so that strangers would not know her name.

Feng Jingchen patted his forehead. She was there that night. Could she also be in the fire? Or was it seen by the person who set the fire, and what happened?

"What's the matter?" Lu Shiran felt something was wrong. He patted his arm and asked in a low voice.

"It's OK." Feng Jingchen shook his head. It turned out that he had been looking for the wrong person. He thought it was the girl with the bear. It turned out to be the little aunt.

Lu Shiran leaned against the railing, stared at him for a moment, and then poked him with his finger. "Your brother, is it like you?"

"Well?" Feng Jingchen turned his head and looked at her with some incomprehension. He did not understand why she would mention elder brother at this time.

"One thing You keep it a secret. " Lu Shiran scratched his ear and whispered, "I used to peep at him there. One night I also... "

She was a little embarrassed to go on, and then again, tell him what to do?

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