This time, only Ling Xuexuan disappeared.
Lin Yi looked very sad.
Nanzhi asked him, "Lin Yi, how are you going to explain this to her parents?"
Lin Yi looked up at her, his gaze shifting slightly. "Yi He."
He called out the original owner's name, Ling Yihe.
Nan Zhi remained silent, offering no response.
Lin Yi had already guessed it was her, and his face was filled with guilt. "I'm sorry, I only recognized you now."
Nan Zhi chuckled softly, "But Lin Yi, it's all too late."
The original owner is dead, and all apologies are too late.
Lin Yi's eyes were a little red, "I..."
"If you're so worried about Ling Xuexuan, you should go find her quickly. What if she's still alive?"
After Nanzhi finished speaking, she left.
"Yihe!"
She didn't stop when she heard Lin Yi call her.
Lin Yi watched her departing figure.
My heart clenched tightly.
Over the years, he has never forgotten her.
He initially agreed to be with Ling Xuexuan not because she was kind, but because that's what made him fall for her.
Rather, it was because, at a certain moment, he thought of Ling Xuexuan when she was eight years old.
Kind, lively, and lovely, always bright and beautiful.
He always protected her, as if he were protecting Yihe, whom he had lost.
But it turned out to be all fake; the real one was right beside him, but he hadn't noticed.
Lin Yi didn't go to save Ling Xuexuan; his eyes were fixed on Nan Zhi.
Everyone was whispering about Lin Yi, Ling Xuexuan, and Nan Zhi's past.
Qin Wang heard a word.
He looked at Nanzhi, who was calmly petting a cat beside him: "Lin Yi is your childhood sweetheart?"
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I'm not so scared anymore, let's post it at the same time as before.
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