Lin Xinlan lowered her eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, looking a little helpless and sad.
Everyone was silent.
She wiped away her tears and smiled: "Let's not talk about this. I am still alive now, so I should smile instead of being sad. By the way, Brother Yang, I went out this morning and bought you a bottle of medicinal wine. I heard that it is good for treating joints.
It is very effective. You should also have arthritis in your legs, you might as well try it, it may relieve your pain."
Lin Xinlan handed him a bottle of medicinal wine. Yang Ming reached out to take it and said thank you to her gratefully.
"Sister, there are very few good people like you nowadays. You are the kindest person I have ever met."[
Lin Xinlan smiled, waved her hand and said: "Brother Yang, you praise me too much. I also thought that I was going to die, so I wanted to help others as much as I could while I was alive. Maybe if I do too many good things, I can go to heaven.
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Yang Ming looked at her deeply, pursed his lips tightly, and could not say a word.
"Hurry up and have breakfast, it's almost cold." She quickly asked them to eat. Yang Ming picked up the bowl and drank the hot and thick porridge, feeling warm in his heart.
After eating, Yang Shan rushed to wash the dishes.
Ruby Lin and Yang Ming were sitting in the living room watching TV. Yang Ming suddenly asked her: "Sister, let me ask you something. If you are given a chance to live, are you willing to sacrifice everything?"
Lin Xinlan's eyes flashed slightly, and she glanced at Yang Ming in surprise, as if she didn't expect that he would ask her such a hypothetical question.
Yang Ming also looked at him, although he was very old, older than her.
But his eyes are very bright, full of depth and wisdom, without any turbidity.
Her eyes are also very bright.
That's because her skin has aged, but her heart is still young.
Yang Ming's eyes are the same as hers. Could it be that his heart is also as young as hers?
Looking away lightly, Lin Xinlan smiled and said: "This assumption does not exist at all. I will definitely die, so there will be no chance for me to live."
Yang Ming asked in a deep voice: "What if there is?"
His voice was deep and magnetic, not at all like the voice of an old man in his seventies or eighties.
Lin Xinlan looked at him lightly, her eyes calm: "Who are you?"
Yang Ming laughed, and the laughter made Lin Xinlan feel very familiar.
"When did you see through us?" he asked her.
Lin Xinlan looked at him in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Yang Ming's eyes are as bright as a torch, and there is a touch of ambiguity that is difficult to understand.[
Yang Shan came out of the kitchen, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, facing them casually.
Lin Xinlan was 100% sure of their identities.
She took a deep breath and said coldly: "I saw it yesterday. You are so old, but your legs are as strong as a young man's legs. I knew you were not that old. You should be here
When you were around thirty, you just put on makeup and changed your appearance...I thought you were just passing by me and happened to meet me, but I didn't expect that you really came here for me."
After a pause, her voice became colder: "I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you were still alive. Qiao Yiyang, how long do you want to tease me? Are you satisfied with what I look like now?!"
"Xinlan..." Qiao Yiyang stopped pretending, looked at her deeply, and reached out to touch her face.
