Chapter 1960 (1/2)

On the third day of Yan Qi's arrival in London, he met fan Yongzhi's niece al.

It was still raining that day, and London was very cold. Yan Qi bought a fur coat specially, but he still felt cold.

Al doesn't live in fan's house, but in a building in the outer suburbs.

Around the building, there is an endless field. At the moment, the barren grass is withered and connected with the cloudy sky in the distance. It is dusty.

The courtyard wall is very high, the big iron door is locked, and there are two strong Chinese guards at the door. The sound of the car was heard in the distance, and the guard's long gun was loaded.

It was not until fan Yong got out of the car that the muzzle of the gun was retracted.

Yan Qi was surprised to see this scene: ”why is there a gun?”

Fan Yongzhi didn't answer and took her hand.

Yan Qi's hand is cold, but fan Yongzhi's palm is hot. Without saying a word, he took Yan Qi inside.

The guard opened the door and shouted ”young master” in Ningbo Dialect.

Fan Yongzhi nodded.

The yard was bare and there was no tree. The three storey building is very large. At a glance, there seem to be hundreds of rooms.

The wall was covered with creepers for a long time. In this cold winter, the vines were still as green as new, and a green coat was approved for the whole wall.

When I came to the building, the cold wind blew on my face, and the dark room smelled musty and looked ghostly.

Yan Qi subconsciously took a step back.

Fan Yongzhi's voice was gentle: ”it's all right. Come with me.”

They both went up to the second floor.

The building is not one, but several connected. Yan Qi turned left and right with fan Yongzhi, until she suspected that fan Yongzhi was going to murder her here, and finally saw someone.

The woman was about forty years old. She didn't smile. She looked stunned when she saw fan Yongzhi and Yan Qi.

”Young master...”

”This is my friend. She came to see al.” Fan Yongzhi told her.

The woman is also Chinese and speaks Ningbo Dialect. When fan Yongzhi talked to her, Yan Qi couldn't understand.

”How's al today?” Asked fan Yongzhi.

Woman humanitarian: ”very good. I'm painting after breakfast. I'm very good.”

Fan Yongzhi said yes.

The door opened.

The warmth in the room came to my face and swept away the wet and cold. In addition to warmth, there is a faint fragrance of flowers.

Yan Qi thinks that this room is different from the whole building.

The little girl is sitting at her desk, drawing.

She was about eleven or twelve years old. She was wearing a white skirt, white socks and red leather boots. Her hair was neatly combed.

She is a bit like fan Yongzhi. They all have beautiful facial features, but her face is pale and there is no sunshine all year round.

When she saw the visitor, she didn't stand up to meet him with joy. Instead, she got up shyly and stood beside him with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

”Al?” Fan Yongzhi shouted to her.

He led Yan Qi to al.

He squatted down and hugged her gently for a moment. The girl spoke for the first time. Her voice was as weak as a gnat: ”Uncle...”

Fan Yongzhi loosened her and asked her softly, ”do you remember I said I would bring Miss Yan to see you in the future?”

Al nodded. He was too shy to look at Yan Qi.

Yan Qi also imitated fan Yongzhi's appearance and squatted down: ”Hello, Al, I'm Yan Qi.”

Al looked away from her face quickly.

She is always in the house and is not used to eye contact.

”Your uncle said you'd love to see me, isn't it true?” Yan Qi asked again.

Her voice is very gentle and beautiful, which is easy to attract the favor of children.

Al bit his lower lip slightly and nodded gently for a long time.

Still don't look at Yan Qi.

Fan Yongzhi took al's hand and asked her to sit down.

Al picked up the brush and went on painting. In this way, her eyes fell on the paper and finally felt a little safe.

”What are you drawing today?” Asked fan Yongzhi.

Al replied, ”dusk.”