Chapter 1331 Final Impression
Cheng Zhiyuan was slightly stunned.
His father personally led the team there... and concluded that the deceased was indeed Gu Chuyan...
He lowered his head slightly, his sight filled with the yellowed fallen leaves on the ground. The streetlights cast mottled shadows, and the leaves were hidden in the shadows, as if surrounded by a layer of unclear fog - just like the brother and sister who should have died but somehow still existed in the world.
They are clearly alive in this world, but their identities have been completely erased.
Like two ghosts with nowhere to go.
How can such people survive?
It's probably nothing more than hatred.
But in this world, who doesn’t live for these things?
With a click.
A dead leaf was crushed underfoot.
Cheng Zhiyuan raised his head and looked towards Country A.
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And in that direction, penetrating the street lights and the night, there were vast expanses of land and ocean. In a room in a hotel in the suburbs of New York, the boy had just finished reading the message sent in the email.
He sat on the bed for a long time without moving, as if he was about to solidify into a hard stone statue.
No wonder it looks familiar.
There was light shining in the boy's amber eyes, and he looked a little dazed and distracted.
It turns out that I had actually seen it.
Besides the girl, there is also Uncle Gu.
He is handsome and easy-going. When he is happy, he laughs out loud. When he is angry, he keeps a cold face and says nothing. He is much more interesting than his rigid father. He is called Uncle Gu, whom he has admired for a long time.
He remembered that the Gu family used to come to their house often, and he might have met Chu Yang at that time.
But since when did they stop coming?
The last impression I had of the Gu family was probably that earth-shattering piece of news... No, no—
The boy's pupils suddenly contracted slightly.
The dust was clearly visible in the light of the room. He sat there, but the nerves in his brain seemed to be urged to crack open, and through the crack, he traveled through the long time and grasped the tail of a certain night. It was like hearing the sound of a door lock being gently pried open. He suddenly remembered that his last impression of the Gu family did not come from the well-known news, but from a phone call - a call that he could not understand at the time, but now made his heart cold when he thought about it.
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Rolling down the stairs was a snowman made of white plasticine, which slid from the top to the bottom and then slipped into the crack of the slightly opened door.
The snowman's white head is tinged with a little orange light, which makes it look very warm.
The boy was wearing pajamas and was afraid of waking up the adults and letting them know that he was still awake, so he tiptoed carefully and acted like a thief, slowly slipping down from upstairs - you have to know that he was usually an elegant and noble young master, and would never act like this.
Because it was autumn and winter, he was wearing socks and made no sound when he stepped on the floor.
Walking across the shadowed floor, he walked to the door, squatted down, carefully picked up the snowman that had fallen into the crack of the door, and then looked through the crack.
That is grandpa's study. Usually, few people dare to go in and out. When Uncle Gu comes, he often chats with grandpa in there.
But at this moment in the middle of the night, there was naturally no Uncle Gu in the study, only his grandfather.
He was sitting on a chair, facing the door, talking on the phone in a very leisurely manner.
The boy didn't know why he subconsciously wanted to hear clearly what his grandfather said. Perhaps it was because the tone was completely different from his usual gentle tone.
That kind of cold smile, yet somewhat sinister, tone, like a poisonous snake licking your ear.
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