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Still beautiful and pleasant, flowers, grass, and water, the fish swam happily in the clear pool, leisurely swimming through the cracks of the rock garden, as if they didn't know what human suffering was.

Lin Xiangxue and Yunfei found a rock and sat down. Lin Xiangxue had been frowning the entire time, as if she had something on her mind. She sat there with her head lowered, looking like she wanted to speak but was unable to.

"Sister Xue, do you have something to say to me?" Yun Fei seemed to have noticed something, so he opened his mouth first. Lin Xiangxue looked deeply at him, nodded, and said softly, "Yes, I do have something to tell you."

She took a deep breath and said as if she had made up her mind, "Do you know who poisoned my little brother?" Yun Fei frowned and wondered, "Why did you bring up this question again? In the past, my father only mentioned it briefly and did not say who it was. However, I have my suspicions, but I am not sure."

"Then who do you suspect?" Lin Xiangxue asked urgently. Yun Fei looked at her strangely and said worriedly: "Xue'er, what happened to you today, could it be … Did you find anything? "

"I think that the person you and I suspect should be the same person. I didn't dare to believe it at first, and I didn't dare to be sure of it, but one time, I accidentally overheard my mother and auntie's conversation, so I was certain of my thoughts."

"What exactly happened? Quickly tell me." Lin Xiangxue revealed a sad expression as she said faintly, "So it was all because of my mother. That person really liked my mother, too bad there was love in the water, but Luo Hua had no intention, but my mother married my father. He … …" Hate! "Because of hatred …"

She understood what she was going to say even without Yun Fei. He sighed and sighed, "I can't explain this matter clearly, even a saint wouldn't be able to escape love. Sigh! He just did not expect Feng to become a sacrifice … "Hey, Sister Xue, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Lin Xiangxue hurriedly wiped away her tears that were on the verge of falling and forced a smile, "It's fine, I'm just a bit sad. So it turns out that for the past few years, my mother has always been feeling guilty. He's so innocent, he's so young and yet he wants to bear the pain that he shouldn't have, and why would the heavens treat him like this? What mistake has he committed? "

As he spoke, two streams of clear tears flowed down his face, and he said while choking with sobs, "Although little brother is laughing and laughing every day as if nothing had happened, we all know in our hearts that he is just forcing himself to smile and not want us to worry, why is he so sensible, sometimes I even wish that he would question us, or even throw a tantrum at us, but he is not, he is so obedient, ever since we told him that he is suffering from a strange disease, he seems to have changed a lot. He doesn't ask any more questions, he doesn't say anything, he just bears it silently like that."

Lin Xiangxue sobbed as she laid on Yunfei's shoulder, crying, "It's been five years. If there's no cure, then …" "My brother only has five years left, I'm so scared, so scared, wuuuu …"

Right now, what could Yun Fei say or do? Any comforting words seemed to have no effect here. The only thing he could do now was to hug her tightly, hoping to share her pain.

After a long time, Lin Xiangxue lifted her tear-stained face, and her eyes were filled with determination. She said in an icy cold tone, "Yunfei ge, you must let Yun Xiang and the rest know and let them firmly remember that our enemy is the master of Cloud Mountain Village — Xing Tianlei."

He sat in front of the bronze mirror and observed himself, the flush on his face due to the illness had faded, his face had regained its former whiteness, although he did not look healthy and pale, but at least he looked normal, but his eyes were filled with pain and doubt, and also a hint of grievance …

He could not help but let out a long sigh towards the sky: "Heavens, what mistake did I, Lin Feng, commit in my previous life, for you to actually use such a method to punish me. If I'm truly in the wrong, then you might as well take my life. Can anyone tell me why? "

However, no one was able to answer him, and no one knew how to answer him …

Lin Feng was not a man who would give up trying to reason with death. He sighed and walked over to a painting on the wall, took it down, fiddled with it for a while, and pulled out a brick. Behind the brick was a box, covered in dust.

He took out the box and blew away the dust on it. A satisfied smile appeared on his face as he gently opened the box, exposing the contents within. Unexpectedly, there were some precious items like jewelry, the most eye-catching of which was three night pearls that were the size of eggs and transparent.

One could only see three pearls — one red, one purple, one green. Ordinary Night Pearls only had one color, and that was the bright color that was like water. Judging by the color of these three pearls, it was likely that they were not, but in the end, something that even Lin Feng himself did not know.

Lin Feng took out the seven-colored bead that Yun Fei had just brought with him, placed it in a corner of the box, and said to himself, "These things are useless to me, but if I use them to help the poor, then there will be less people who will starve. However, I don't have the chance to go out and help them."

He put the box back in its place and then walked over to the bookshelf. He casually picked up a book and absent-mindedly flipped through a few pages as he mumbled, "Why haven't I seen any records about my illness after flipping through the medical books for so long? Could it be that this isn't an illness at all, but rather … Maybe I should go and look at other books. Uncle's family has the most books, so when should I come to his house? When can I go? "

Unable to come to any conclusion, Lin Feng lay down on the bed in frustration and said, "Sigh, I think I'll just have to take a nap. I'll just have to take it one step at a time." Not long after, he fell asleep.

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