The big boss of metaphysics is sick again, and Fu Shaoqi is lucky to continue his life

The man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said nothing.

Gu Jijin opened his mouth, still feeling incredible.

"Are the plane tickets ready?" Lingyun asked.

"Get ready, we can start tomorrow."

Gu Jijin replied.

Lingyun nodded, got up and left the room.

Before leaving, she still had one thing to do.

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settle down.

An Xia sat in the room in a daze, her heart was empty, as if something important had been lost.

At this time, the maid knocked on the door: "Miss, a lady who calls herself Yun'er is looking for you."

"Yun'er?" An Xia was confused, she had never known anyone named Yun'er.

Could it be aura?

Impossible, Ling Yun and Gu Yue died in a car accident together.

Thinking of the fact that Ling Yun had died, An Xia's eyes turned red and she wept softly.

The maid said again: "Miss, Miss Yun'er didn't say anything, and asked me to pass something to you."

thing?

An Xia wiped away her tears, got up and went to open the door.

The maid gave her a square black velvet gift box, and she took the box back to her room. For some reason, when she saw the box, she felt a strong sense of familiarity in her heart.

An Xia opened the box, and inside was a broken hosta.

The hosta jade is warm and moist, and the broken part was glued together, leaving only a small crack. The strange thing is that the glued part is slightly yellowish, as if it has been stored for a long time.

An Xia was stunned, the strong sense of familiarity struck again, as if the jade hairpin was her property in the first place, she picked up the jade hairpin and pulled it up in front of the mirror in a simple way.

By the time she recovered, tears were streaming down her face.

An Xia didn't know why she was crying, she just felt extremely uncomfortable, those grievances and pains that seemed to have been separated for thousands of years exploded when she saw this jade hairpin.

An Xia didn't know why she was crying, she only knew that at this moment, she could only feel relieved if she hugged her head and cried.

The girl fell on the dressing table and wept bitterly.

Out of her sight, a white-robed Taoist stood quietly beside her, stroking the girl's back with his empty palm, even though the girl knew nothing about it.

"I'm sorry... I'm too selfish, even if I want to disappear, I don't want to leave like this, An Xia, remember me!"

After the man finished speaking softly, the figure in the white robe turned into a wisp of dust and smoke in the sunlight and disappeared.

An Xia cried, and suddenly raised her head from her arms and shouted into the air: "Don't go!"

However, there was no one in the silent room, the air conditioner was blowing quietly, and the room was so quiet that there was only An Xia's sobbing.

Ling Yun hidden in the corner sighed softly, a trace of firmness appeared on her face.

The relationship between her and Ajun will never come to this point!

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Take care of your home.

When Lingyun came back again, Gu Jijin looked at Lingyun with a shocked expression that he didn't know how to describe it.

"?"

Aura is puzzled.

Gu Jijin grabbed her hand and told her: "Ayun, the third master is awake!"

"!"

Lingyun's eyes suddenly enlarged, and in the next moment, Gu Jijin felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and Lingyun in front of him had long since disappeared.

"..."

Lingyun stopped at the door of the room.

The sound of a nightingale came from the room.

"Third Master, your name is Fu Xiuyun... 24 years old this year... the president of the Fu Group..."

With a bang, Lingyun pushed the door open.

Nightingale and Fu Xiuyun, who was sitting on the bed with a confused expression, all looked at her.

Fu Xiuyun has already woken up, but the wisdom and calmness between his brows is not there. He is like a child who is full of curiosity about the world, and his brows are full of curiosity and exploration.

Ling Yun's expression relaxed, and she leaned limply against the door, feeling sore and numb in her heart.

Lingyun was looking at Fu Xiuyun, and at the same time, Fu Xiuyun was also looking at Lingyun.

The sharpness in his dark eyes was gone, replaced by sincerity like a child.

"This elder sister looks familiar, have we met in a dream?" After speaking, he showed a silly smile.

It's just that he was born handsome, and this smile is not only not stupid but also very good-looking.

Lingyun calmed down and said: "You are so familiar, maybe we already knew each other."

"No." He frowned and retorted, showing a bright smile: "If I have seen such a beautiful sister, I will definitely not forget it!"

"Pfft-"

Lingyun couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Nightingale on the side was covering her forehead with a helpless face, she didn't want to admit that the foolish, green-headed person in front of her who seemed to be flirting with a girl was the once wise and mighty Mr. Fu.

Lingyun smiled, this was the first time in days that she laughed from the bottom of her heart.

Smiling with a smile, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

Fu Xiuyun frowned and said, "Sister, don't cry, I will protect you!"

He said it swears.

Even if she is stupid, she still wants to protect her.

Lingyun smiled and cursed in his heart, this fool.

She walked quickly to the bedside, took Fu Xiuyun's hand to help him check his body, it was indeed the stupidity caused by incomplete soul.

Nightingale wisely left, leaving space for the two of them.

Fu Xiuyun smiled. He liked the beautiful girl in front of him. He wanted to express his goodwill to the girl, but the words were stuck in his mouth and he didn't know what to say. He said dryly and sincerely to Ling Yun: "Beautiful sister, don't be sad, just now That black-faced uncle said my name is Fu Yun... Well, I am a very powerful person, I can protect you, don't be sad, okay?"

He looked at Lingyun carefully.

Lingyun laughed out loud, "It's Ajun, your name is Ajun!"

"Well, my name is Ajun!" Fu Xiuyun felt that the beautiful sister could still speak, Ajun, Ajun, how easy it is to remember the name, much easier than Fu Heyun, "Then what about you, beautiful sister?"

"My name is Ayun."

"A Yun?" Fu Xiuyun repeated.

Then he seemed to think of something happy, and giggled: "Ajun, Ayun, pretty sister, aren't our names a couple?"

Lingyun laughed along with him: "Not only the names are a couple, but we are also a couple!"

From 100 years ago to now.

"Are we a couple too?" Fu Xiuyun repeated blankly, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

Lingyun took his hand and told him patiently: "Ajun, you are sick now and have forgotten a lot of things, but don't worry, I will try my best to bring you back to normal!"

"Will there be a beautiful sister after returning to normal?"

Fu Xiuyun asked cautiously.

He forgot everything after waking up, even the nightingale who claimed to be his subordinate was very strange to him, only the girl in front of him, even if it was a strange face, the sense of familiarity and the desire to protect her seemed to be branded in his soul middle.

"Yes." Lingyun smiled softly, "I will always be by your side."

In any case, the tragedy of our ancestors and princesses will never happen again to us.

Ajun, I don't believe in love, although I don't remember everything, but all I want in the two lives is to protect you!