"This time it has nothing to do with Reis. I am on a mission." Long Zhutian replied.
Res?
When he heard this name, Yang Zimei immediately thought of the handsome blond man he met at Yunlai Hotel that day.
His name is also Reis.
Couldn't he be the same person as the Reis that Long Zhutian mentioned?
In the West, Reis is a common name, maybe it's a coincidence?
"Zhutian, what does Reis look like?" She couldn't help but ask.
"Meimei, we will talk about Leis later. I have some funeral matters to deal with later."
Yang Zimei heard a few mixed voices coming from Long Zhutian's side. It seemed that things were really busy, so he decided not to tell him about finding his mother for the time being, so as not to cause trouble to him.
Therefore, she hung up the phone very obediently.
Entering the room where Dragon Mother was, I found that she was already sleeping on the bed, hugging the quilt, curled up like a cat, with a slight frown and a slightly painful expression, which was heartbreaking to see.
Yang Zimei reached out and touched her head, casting a sleeping spell on her.
The expression on Dragon Mother's face relaxed slightly.
She was sleeping, except for her skinny skin and her almost transparent and pale skin, she was really beautiful.
The eyelashes were long and slightly curled, like two small fans, drawing two beautiful arcs on her face.
As for the other facial features, they all look extremely majestic and stretched.
This is the mother of the one I love!
Yang Zimei suddenly felt grateful to her, grateful to her for giving birth to Long Zhusheng, so that she met him and fell in love with him.
From the perspective of outsiders, the love between her and Long Zhutian, who spent less time together and separated more often, was very sad.
In fact, if love lasts for a long time, how can it last forever?
Others are not by your side, but the love is there.
Because my heart is filled with this kind of love and waiting, my life has become much less hesitant.
In this life, she has many things that are easy to obtain, but love has more twists and turns.
This twist and turn often made her uneasy, but it also made her truly feel that this love existed in a down-to-earth manner and would not burst as easily as a bubble.
"Tian'er——"
Mother Dragon suddenly turned over and screamed softly, while her hand kept squeezing the kyanite bracelet.
Ever since Yang Zimei gave her the bracelet, she had been holding it tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, she would lose it.
"Don't kill my Tian'er, don't kill my Tian'er, my Tian'er is not a freak, don't kill me..."
The dragon mother begged again in panic, her lips trembling slightly.
The calming spell doesn't work?
Yang Zimei was about to cast the spell again, but after thinking about it, he stopped and listened intently to the Dragon Mother talking in her sleep.
When she was awake, he did not dare to touch her scars and ask some questions.
Now, let's talk to her while she's dreaming.
I heard that when people talk in their sleep, the awake person can make the sleeping person tell the truth.
"Who wants to kill you Tian'er? No, I didn't see it."
Yang Zimei said softly.
"It's him!"
Dragon Mother's body trembled violently again, "If I don't give it to him, he will kill my Tian'er and let people all over the world call me a freak and evildoer. No, my Tian'er is not, my Tian'er is not
Freak..."
"Who is he? What are you going to give him?"
Yang Zimei vaguely felt that he had caught some clues, so he perked up and continued to ask questions.
