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It was almost September, and the sun shone brightly every day. The bright rays of the sun shined through the forest, and birds were singing merrily on the treetops, jumping from branch to branch.

The water in front of the cabin was sparkling, and the leaves were clustered together, reflecting shadows in the pool, like clouds in the sky against a blue sky.

"Grandma, let me wash it. You take a rest." Yan Wenqing quickly ran over to take the wooden tray that his grandma was holding. The wooden tray was filled with fresh vegetables, and the feet that Yan Wenqing had taken care of in the past few days were quickly recovered.

"You child." The old granny chuckled as she sat down by the side.

Yan Wenqing placed the wooden tray on the ground and scooped a few spoonfuls of water. Then, he began to fold up his sleeve. When the sleeve on his left hand was half-way up his arm, he suddenly stopped. His eyes were fixed on his elbow, unmoving, as if there were something there to fix them. His face began to grow infinitely sad, a sharp, peremptory face.

He could feel his body slowly tightening. It was as if he felt cold under the bright sunlight.

His eyes never left it.

There was a red mark the size of a copper coin and a prominent birthmark.

The old granny noticed Yan Wenqing's current expression. Suddenly, a hint of sadness appeared in her eyes. A sadness for family love.

"Qing`er." The old granny's voice sounded especially heartbroken.

"Grandma, do you think we can find Xiao Ying?" Yan Wenqing looked at his birthmark and said. This red birthmark caused her to fall into a state of reminiscence.

"Yes, of course." Seeing such a situation, hearing the grandson with a worried voice, the old man's eyes sparkled.

"Mom told me before that even if my sister and I walked very far away, we would still think about each other. We would be together forever because we both have the same birthmark on our arms." Yan Wenqing's eyes were cloudy, as if there were a large amount of dark clouds rolling around.

"Yes, we will always be together. He is waiting for us somewhere. We were getting closer one step at a time. When I was dreaming at night, I could hear Wen'er calling out to my grandmother. The old man's dream is very real. Whatever he dreams about, it will happen. " Even though the grandma's words made people happy, her face was gloomy. This kind of lie made people look forward to it. It was like wisps of bright light from a cloud, making people feel comfortable.

This was a lie, a very obvious lie. However, Yan Wenqing believed that his grandma's little sister called her in her dreams. He believed that his little sister was slowly approaching him.

Yan Wenqing put down his sleeve to cover the birthmark on his hand and very carefully cleaned the vegetables on the wooden tray. The bright light slowly moved on top of his head, and the bright light in his eyes also slowly moved on Yan Wenqing's sad face.

Some rich young masters were even happier when they bought the smiles of the girls. Of course, the bawd of Yi Hong Lou was the happiest thing in the world. Of course, this happiness was only limited to those who were doing business, and some people were not necessarily happy because of money.

Liu Feng walked into the building with a cold expression while waving her fan. Li Yu followed closely behind with a bag in his hand, his expression was ugly, with a thick sense of dissatisfaction.

The bawd walked over to Liu Feng with a smile. The silk handkerchief in her hand didn't sway in front of their eyes like it would to other guests. Instead, it was tied securely to her waist. "Aiyo, Sect Leader Liu." Then, he immediately turned around to call for someone, "Bring Sect Leader Liu to the room they have booked."

The person answered and brought Liu Feng upstairs. They walked into a quiet room with luxurious decorations and red curtains fluttering in the wind.