Chapter 1413 (1/2)

Liu Ling's story is not a secret. Even Xiao Li knows how it can be a secret.

After seeing Liu Feng, Lv's youngest son, in Qingyun state, Liu Ling's shadow lingered in Liu Wei's heart. Liu Feng and Xiao Ling are too similar. Although they are not the same person, Liu Wei can't help thinking of Xiao Ling every time she sees Liu Feng.

She often thought that she would dream in the night that these could not be concealed from others, but from the side of her bed and her mother and son.

Rong Leng never asks. Even if she wakes up in the middle of the night, she just cleans her tears silently, hugs her and coaxes her to sleep.

But Xiao Li is not familiar with the world. He can't touch some topics without understanding them. He asked without hesitation.

Liu Wei didn't say it once, twice, or remember which time, she said it.

After that, the heavy stone in my heart seemed to be lighter.

At that time, she knew that there was some pain, which could not be healed by hiding.

It would be much better to say it.

In her words, Xiaoling was described as magnificent. Xiaoli listened at that time, and her eyes were always bright. Liuwei was proud of her words, and her emotions were surging. Xiaoli was more and more adored. She wanted to meet her uncle. Although she knew that she would never see him again in her life, Liuwei was also happy. She was glad that there was another person in the world who knew Xiaoling's ability There is another person who can miss her brother with her.

Now my grandfather wants to hear it, Liu Wei says.

There are many strange places in her words. She will say ”outside the kindergarten gate”, then she will say ”primitive forest”, and even mention the golden hair and blue eyes of the instructor. These contents are mixed together, just like the fantasy.

Except for the teenager in her mouth.

It's like she made up a background just to set off the young man.

Everyone in the room listened. As Liu Wei said more, everyone's expression changed.

Especially Zhu wensong, although he didn't know what ghosts Liu Wei mentioned, he knew that this person was not Liu Wei, not Liu Wei in the prime minister's residence of Liu Cheng in Kyoto. She was fake.

The real Liu Wei had never been out of Kyoto before he became an adult, let alone to those inexplicable places.

Rong Ling's reaction was the most peaceful. He had doubted Liu Wei's origin for a long time. During this period, with the increasing emotion, the doubting became relief and tolerance.

So now, at first hearing this, he is not surprised at all, and even has a certain sense of certainty. In a word, or that sentence, no matter where she comes from, who she is, as long as the person he loves hasn't changed, then everything hasn't changed.

Ji Nanzheng is the one with the most emotional ups and downs. He doesn't think as far as Zhu wensong, or as nothing as Rong Leng. He looks at Liu Wei all the time and listens to Liu Wei's sentence by sentence description of the towering young man in her mouth. Listen to listen, the heart is tight, covering his chest, panting up.

All the people in the room were frightened. Liu Wei hurriedly got up and went to his grandfather's back.

Ji Nanzheng waved and indicated that he was OK. His heart was still beating fast: ”I don't know why, it's the first time I heard it, but I feel so sad...”

Liu Wei as like as two peas in his eyes, he looked at the old man's face as if he were the grandpa before him. He could not help but say, ”maybe you didn't listen to it for the first time.”