Chapter 622 (1/2)

The next day.

It's sunny and sunny.

Dawn.

At the hillside villa, Lin Xuan and Qin Shishi still get up early and run along the exclusive greenway from the hillside villa to the top of the mountain.

Every morning, whether it's sunny or rainy, the mountainside is surrounded by clouds.

All the year round, the same cloud and fog, like a jade belt, twined between the mountainside.

Bathing in the morning breeze and sweating, it is very comfortable to open a new day and welcome the new sunrise in such a way.

Standing on the top of Yunwu Mountain, the mountain breeze is more comfortable.

Lin Xuan is full of happy smile.

However, Qin's poetry is a bit sad. As she stretched her muscles and bones, she sighed: ”Lin Xuan, have you forgotten what day it is today? How can you still laugh? ”

Lin Xuan was surprised and asked, ”what day? You don't mean that happiness is a day and depression is a day. Why not be happy and live every day well? ”

He said, looking into the distance, pointing to the direction of Mantis mountain, ”you see, we live in Xiaoxiang garden. When we run in Tanglang mountain in the morning every day, Yunwu Mountain is our dream and the scenery we can't reach...”

He wanted to say that this is the dream of Qin poetry, her scenery.

However, with her, her dream is not his own dream, with her around, involved in the landscape, but also his landscape?

Of course, what he has seen is such a scenery!

Only standing on the top of the world can you overlook the beautiful scenery of the world.

As soon as he turned around, he pointed to another direction. In his chest, burning with boiling blood, he sighed and said, ”poetry, you know, what kind of scenery is there?”

Qin poetry along the direction of linxuan fingers, micro frown, ”where? The western suburbs of Shenzhen

Lin Xuan slightly shook his head, although it is insipid, it is shocking, ”imperial capital!”

The two words are full of meaningful power.

Why did he point to the distant place and mention the capital of the emperor

”Yes, the scenery of the imperial capital is more than 10 times or 100 times better than that of Shenzhen city. How many people pursue the dream of the imperial capital and march forward sonorously in order to appreciate the beautiful scenery of the imperial capital.”

Lin Xuan said impassioned, ”one day, I will take you to see the imperial capital and the world scenery.”

Suddenly, a delicate, boneless hand carved with white jade touched his forehead, ”eh? No fever? I thought it was cool in the morning, and you were cold? ”

Qin poetry beautiful eyes graceful, that pair of clear bright eyes, as if the horizon of the bright moon.

Lin Xuan naturally knows that in the world of Qin poetry, how can she believe that Lin Xuan is the peak of life when standing on the top of Yunwu Mountain?

Twenty years ago, if it was not for the cruelty of the Lin family, he would have been abandoned.

Maybe, his destiny will be different.

Or, he was in the capital, browsing the scenery of the capital, standing higher than many people.

Of course, the resentment in Lin Xuan's heart is obviously much more than Xinxian's.

After the Lin family abandoned him, he had completely broken away from the family. In this life, he would not step into this family any more.