Chapter 1828: Your mother was not killed by me sixteen
He frowned. After taking a look, before he had time to think too much, Mr. Ling lay on the bed and glanced at Ling Yiche's appearance. Then he saw that the safe was already open. Something flashed quickly in his eyes.
After all, there are some impressions.
He shook his head. It was his thing, how could he not remember it?
Forget it, it was originally his thing and should have been returned to him. At this time, what excuse was there for not giving it to him?
So, he looked at Ling Yiche and spoke again: "Bring over the small black box."
After hearing this, Ling Yiche was slightly startled and glanced at him, as if he was a little strange. Then he took out the small box, came in front of him, and asked, "What is this?"
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To be honest, he may have really seen this thing.
Because it looks really easy.
Just looking at this style, it was so old, where had he seen it before?
He really couldn't remember.
But looking at the inside of the safe, there are some relatively important things. The old man put all these things in here. Could it be that, as he turned his eyes, it was given to him by the old man's former lover?
Old lover, the style is very old, which is understandable. It is indeed a very old thing.
That old lover is his favorite person, so this thing belongs to her and has been preserved like this?
Thinking of this, he frowned slightly. How could it be possible? This old man had such a bad temper. How could a blind woman like such a man?
Besides, he has always regarded women as useless things. How could he keep her things for such a long time just for the sake of a woman?
Thinking of this, he shook his head subconsciously. What was he thinking about? How could he think so much after seeing this thing?
Whether it was something given to him by his old lover, what does it have to do with him?
If he wants him to take it out, just take it out and give it to him.
Mr. Ling glanced at the small black box, and then looked at Ling Yiche's appearance. He was still slightly startled, as if he was very interested in the things. He sighed softly. It seemed that the memory