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When the two were standing in front of the French window, there was a row of people standing on the opposite mountain peak. They were all under Shelley's subordinates. They were called by the leader to stand on the barren hill. They didn't know what to do. What.
"What are we here for?"
Everyone was bored waiting, wishing they could have a few poker cards in their hands, and everyone would sit here and play cards or something.
However, the leading man only asked them to wait patiently. He looked in the direction of the castle and thought of what Shelley explained to him yesterday.
The man couldn't help but sighed.
I don't know why Shelley and He Yi'an are so entangled.
A person who knows that the other party loves him, but insists on breaking up.
One obviously has changed a lot, but never said it.
He is a passer-by, and he would be too awkward to look at.
The man took out a telescope and looked at the movement inside the castle.
Seeing the figures of two people, they appeared in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
He couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.
When he saw Shelley pointing in the direction of the mountain, and He Yi'an looked over, the man sighed inwardly.
After all, there was no agreement.
What Shelley said to himself last night suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Tomorrow, you will take a few people to the west mountain."
"Patriarch, what is this going to do?"
"It's nothing, if He Yi'an insists on leaving, then I'll scare him."
After all, the man is Shelley's subordinate, so he immediately understood what Shelley meant.
"Then what gun shall we bring tomorrow?"
The hills to the west are just the right place for sniping.
Combined with Shelley's words before, the man guessed Shelley's purpose almost instantly.
However, when he said this, Shelley gave him a sideways glance.
"What sniper rifle do you bring? Just stand there."
The man nodded, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly said something.
"Otherwise, I'd better bring a gun tomorrow. If Mr. He insists on leaving tomorrow, I can shoot him on the ground nearby as a threat."
The man is seriously suggesting.
However, he did not expect that his enthusiastic proposal was not praised by Shelley, but received a cold stare from Shelley.
"He won't."
Shelley snorted coldly.
"He Yi'an won't risk other people's lives."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the man next to him.
"Forget it this time, if there is a next time, you should know what the rules are."
After finishing speaking, Shelley left the study first.
Only the man with a strong body was left in the study, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized his mistake.
"Could it be because I said I'd bring a gunbut give me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to hit Mr. He and his family!"
Who doesn't know how important Mr. He is to the patriarch!
The man raised his hand and twitched his mouth.
The man who left his thoughts also touched his face with some fear at this time.
Through the binoculars, he saw He Yi'an pushing Shelley away fiercely, and turned to leave.
And Shelley gestured in the direction of the mountain.
That is a gesture of success.
The man couldn't help admiring Shelley.
Mr. He really did what the patriarch said, never risking other people's lives.
Those who know Mr. He are worthy of being the patriarch!-
On the other side, He Yi'an, who left in a hurry, didn't know that the people on the mountain didn't have any guns in their hands, and they just walked around the mountain.
In his heart, Shelley can do anything if he does whatever he can.
His emotions got a little out of control, and his hands were shaking with anger.
He Yi'an didn't even dare to go downstairs, in case grandma and He Yihan noticed his abnormal state, he had no way to explain it to them.
So he turned around and went directly to a room on the second floor, which was once a studio furnished by Shelley.
As soon as He Yi'an opened the door, he found that everything in the studio was exactly the same as when he left.
? Even the unused paint on the drawing board,Still hanging on the easel.
There is no moisture at all, and it has dried into pieces.
There is still a pot of unknown flowers on the chair opposite the easel, and the half-painted painting on the easel is the outline of the unknown flower.
The only difference is that the flowers in the paintings are lifelike, while the flowers in the flower pots have withered into dried flowers.
Fragile petals shatter at the slightest touch.
Two years, all in the petals that have dried up.
He Yian sat where he often sat when he was painting.
He looked at the painting, where the petals were fixed at the most beautiful moment of the flower, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
There was the sound of a door opening behind him, followed by a familiar footstep.
He Yi'an knew who it was, he didn't look back, his gaze was completely on the painting, and he remained silent.
Shelley finally stood behind He Yi'an, he stretched out his hand, as if he didn't feel He Yi'an's resistance, he gently picked up a strand of soft short and medium hair from He Yi'an's shoulder, and gently held it between his fingers entangled.
His light brown hair is very soft, like the hair of some cute animal, and it is also very short. Before the hair has gone around a full circle, it falls from his fingers.
But Shelley was not tired, and continued to circle his hair.
He Yi'an finally stopped being silent, turned around, and slapped Shelley's hand away.
He used a lot of strength, and even because of such strength, a red mark appeared on the back of Shelley's fair hand.
But Shelley didn't seem to feel any pain or offense at all, with a pair of dark green eyes, she even looked at He Yian in front of her with great joy.
"Shelley, you don't understand anything"
He Yi'an spoke with condensed eyes.
Shelley just looked at He Yi'an with a chuckle, not being hurt by his attitude at all.
"As long as you don't leave, I can promise you what you say and what you want to do."
Shelley spoke slowly, his voice was extremely gentle, as if Shelley who was evilly pointing at the sniper rifle on the opposite hill just now was just a dream of He Yi'an.
But He Yi'an will no longer be confused by Shelley like this.
He said coldly: "But I just want to leave."
Shelley seemed to be looking at an innocent child.
He Yi'an finally had nothing to say. He turned his head, looked at the paintings on the easel, and returned to a state of silence.
Shelley stretched out her hand and gently stroked the top of He Yi'an's head.
"Hey, stay here, I will treat you well, you won't find someone better than me."
However, He Yi'an stopped talking, and just silently looked at the half-painted paintings that were lifelike.
His eyes seem to be able to see through the thick drawing board and see the withered flowers in the flowerpot behind the easel.
Although the flower also maintained its shape, it was completely withered, without any vitality.
Gently touch it with your fingers, and the seemingly beautiful petals shatter into powder.
Shelley gently stroked the top of He Yi'an's head, and he spoke in a low voice, as if he was using some kind of evil spell, trying to confuse He Yi'an's heart. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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