Chapter 210 (1/2)
The man in the wheelchair was stunned.
The subtle reaction of the body was caught by Tong Jiaxue. Her eyes were filled with joy, ”brother Yunhao! Are you really brother Yunhao? ”
Tong Jiaxue walks over.
”Don't come here!”
A husky, low voice was heard in the corridor.
Tong Jiaxue is shocked.
The sound
It's not the voice of brother Yunhao!
But this figure, deeply imprinted in the memory of her youth, these years also appear in her dream countless times.
”You Who is it? ” Tong Jiaxue stares at his back tightly.
The wheelchair finally moved.
Tong Jiaxue holds her breath and sees the wheelchair slowly turning around.
She took a sudden backward breath and stepped back two steps.
In the big eyes, a mask with strange shape is reflected.
”Who are you?”
Tongjiaxue heard her voice trembling.
Old castle villa, man in wheelchair, strange mask.
All this is not like a real world.
”It doesn't matter who I am.” Yunhao said.
Because of the merciless fire, his respiratory organs were smoked and injured. Now his voice is hoarse, and there is no trace of the past.
Today, instead of wearing a half silver mask, he wore a mask that covered the whole face.
If he shows his right face after restoration, Tong Jiaxue will definitely recognize him.
”You saved me?” Tong Jiaxue was puzzled, ”why do you want to save me? Have we ever known each other? ”
Her last consciousness stayed before she fell into the sea.
I just remember that the fruit knife in Shen Lu's hand gradually went deep into her neck, as if it were deeper, it would cut the important blood vessels on her neck.
Later, she saw Zhuang Jingting shoot at her, and then she fainted. After that, she did not remember what happened.
”I don't know.” Yunhao's hoarse voice said quietly, ”my brother found you in a coma by the sea, so he brought you back.”
”Oh.” Tong Jiaxue slightly raised the lower lip corner, ”thank you.”
Although there are some strange feelings, but after all, I still stand here, which shows that this place and the man in front of the mask are not dangerous.
Tong Jiaxue relaxed his guard, and his lips curled in a beautiful arc: ”my name is Tong Jiaxue. What's your name? What do you call it? ”
Yunhao hesitated for a moment. ”They all call me tiger Lord.”
”Tiger Lord...” Tong Jiaxue nodded and said with a smile, ”this address is very domineering.”
The eyes under the mask are as deep as the black gem hidden in the sea.
There was a ripple in Yunhao's eyes.
More than seven years, nearly eight years.
I haven't seen her for such a long time. She is still like the girl who was 14 or 15 years old. When she smiles, she shows her lovely little tiger teeth and her face is innocent.
”Do you live here alone?” Tong Jiaxue looked around.
This house is very gloomy, it seems that there is no popularity, lonely feeling.
”And a brother.” Said Yun Hao.
”Oh.” Tong Jiaxue nodded and looked at Xiang Yunhao's legs, ”your legs...”
”It's inconvenient to move.” ”It saves energy to be a wheelchair,” says Yun Hao
Yunhao's voice also relaxed a lot, so they chatted at a distance of a few feet.