The young man slowly sat down on the ground and carefully took out a butterfly-shaped bookmark from his pocket.
This bookmark is slightly yellowed and looks quite old.
The young man carefully touched the butterfly-shaped bookmark, his eyes filled with tenderness.
He turned his head slightly to look out the window, and his face appeared on the large floor-to-ceiling window.
He has a warm and sunny face, and at this moment, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, making him look incredibly gentle.
That warm, sunny face has an identical face on the wall of the Bai family home.
It was a group photo, a graduation photo from the city's No. 1 High School. A young, sunny boy smiled shyly, his eyes slightly turned to the left.
To his left stood a pretty girl with delicate features. When she smiled, she was very quiet.
...
the next day.
The Bai family's bus roared through the scorched earth.
They planned to visit a mental hospital, not for supplies, but for the risk.
Bai Yifan was still driving the bus, and Bai's father was sitting in the passenger seat, dozing off, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.
Leng Yebai sat on the sofa, a small note slipped into his pocket.
He glanced at the note under the pretext of going to the restroom; it was a death list.
The two elderly people who traveled back in time wrote down what they knew about the bad guys in the future and handed them to Leng Yebai.
This gave Leng Yebai the opportunity to kill them.
The three characters "Zhang Yiming" were traced over and over again with a pen, as if afraid that Leng Yebai would not see them!
Leng Yebai's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and he glanced at the back of the bus with a deep look in his eyes.
If he told them that Zhang Yiming had a good relationship with the Bai family, would they believe him?
Leng Yebai sighed softly, feeling that things were developing in a strange direction.
"Xiao Leng, why are you sighing for no reason?"
Bai Zhengxuan picked his nose, touched his slightly bulging belly, and sat down next to Leng Yebai.
He had a head of gray hair and a face full of wrinkles, which looked oily because he had eaten braised pork knuckle early in the morning.
It's hard to reconcile this with the handsome middle-aged man outside.
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