The lights came on in the house that was once familiar but had not been gone for long.
Zhihao just glanced at that community inadvertently, as if he had a feeling in his heart. It was just a subconscious action. Rather than seeing it, it was more like sensing it. The lights were on in that house, so eye-catching.
It's so warm again.
Zhihao knew better than anyone else that after moving away from that house, the house was still preserved. Perhaps it was a memorial in the hearts of these people. No one proposed to sell the house, and even all the facilities in the house were intact.
It has been completely preserved. Every once in a while, Xueting and others will take people to clean it up and preserve its original appearance.
The owners of the keys to this house were all in the car. Zhihao, Rouyu and Xueting later gave one to Zhenzhen. Zhenzhen occasionally went back on weekends, and now Zhenzhen is also in the car.
.So whose house is it now? Will the lights turn on by themselves if no one goes in?
Zhihao's surprise could not be expressed in words. The car was still driving and the speed had obviously slowed down. This was obviously because Zhihao had subconsciously put his foot on the brake pedal. Although the car did not stop, there was a pause.
The speed decreases accordingly.
The three beauties suddenly stopped talking and laughing, and looked at Zhihao blankly. Xueting asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Zhihao quickly regained his composure and replied in a low voice, "It's nothing." The car did not stop, but accelerated steadily and headed straight for the community.
downstairs.
Seeing the lights coming on, Rouyu and the other three looked surprised.
The car stopped and the four people got out of the car. Zhihao glanced at the three people, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's go upstairs and have a look."
The four people came up the stairs, their steps slightly hurried, and the door was closed. Zhihao blocked the three people behind him, with a vigilant look on his face. He inserted the key into the keyhole, turned it gently and silently, and then the door opened in response.
The warm lighting in the room obviously did not turn on all the lights in the living room, but only turned on a set of warm-colored lights. There was a person standing in the living room, looking calmly at the four people headed by Zhihao at the door.
The four Zhihao people looked shocked and dumbfounded.
It is unbelievable, it is impossible for any of them to believe it, even if they are beaten to death, it is impossible to believe that such a person is standing in the living room.
What disappears suddenly appears again; without any hope, in despair, incredible hope is suddenly given. Hope is really before our eyes, a real existence, and a reality.
Yuting, Meng Yuting, is the Ting sister of the four people at the door.
Zhihao couldn't believe his eyes. With Zhihao's determination, he felt as if he was numb now. All feelings were lost in an instant. His mind was confused. He could vaguely hear the low screams of the three people behind him.
She said "Sister Ting" with unconcealable affection and unbelievable surprise.
Yes, it was Yu Ting. The three of them said "Sister Ting" in unison, which woke Zhihao out of his confusion. Zhihao rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. It was indeed Yu Ting.
Zhihao still couldn't believe his eyes until he heard Yu Ting's gentle words, "Zhihao, you guys come in, why are you standing at the door?"
The death of Yu Ting is already a fact known to everyone in the entire Qinglong Society, but no one has ever mentioned it again, for fear of causing the sadness of Gang Leader Zhang Da. The reason why Zhihao had to take the heads of Hu Baiqiang and others was to pay homage to Long Tianxiang
The spirit in heaven also gave Yu Ting an explanation, to retaliate against a great enemy, she should face life with a smile.
That is already an established fact. Zhihao saw it with his own eyes. With that loud noise, Yuting's whole body was reduced to ashes in the sea of fire. When Zhihao said this fact personally, no one did not believe it.
Even Xueting thought that Yuting had passed away after the severe pain. What remained in her heart was only silent sadness and endless longing, and she often shed tears in her sleep.
Zhihao didn't know how he entered the house. His steps were extremely heavy. The steps he took step by step seemed to be stepping on his heart, as if if his steps were faster, he would disperse the longing person in front of him.
That gentle figure will disappear again, not even an illusory image will be left. Even at the moment, Zhihao thinks that Yu Ting in front of him is an illusory figure, maybe it is someone who looks very similar.
Xueting also had the same expression, her blood was connected, the pain was deep in her heart, and she woke up with a hint of disbelief. Uncontrollable crystal tears fell from her eyes, she was crying with joy.
Rouyu's face was already wet with tears, and she was so dumbfounded that she didn't know what to say.
Only Zhen Zhen remained calm and asked in a low voice, "Sister Ting, is it really you?"
The expressions of several people made Yu Ting freeze there, as if she didn't recognize the four people in front of her. Zhihao was still in shock. Could it be that there was an illusory shadow in front of him?
For a moment, the room fell into silence, so quiet that even a pin dropped to the ground would make a loud noise. The hustle and bustle of the city had long been isolated from here, even if there were vehicles passing by on the street or festive firecrackers going off.
, have nothing to do with this place.
In the end, it was Zhen Zhen who woke up several people here from their confusion. Zhen Zhen still asked many complicated questions with her concern, "Sister Ting, is it really you?"
Yuting nodded, "It's really me, Meng Yuting."
Meng Yuting said these three words very clearly, as if they were an important explanation for Yuting.
Hearing Yu Ting's answer, the familiar voice, every word was like a pearl. Although the tone was aggravated, the gentleness still floated in Zhihao's ears, making Zhihao unable to control himself for a moment. And the familiar breath, had already been in Zhihao's ears.
The extremely familiar aura flowing around Hao, with its gentleness and irresistible charm.
Zhihao could no longer control himself. He took a few steps forward very quickly. He no longer worried whether his reckless behavior would dilute the figure in front of him that he just thought was illusory. Zhihao grabbed Yu Ting's arms.
The tentacles felt warm and smooth, and it was clear that he was a real person, not an illusory shadow.
At this time, Yuting had already changed out of her long clothes, and she felt as if she were at home, but she hadn't had time to put on her pajamas yet. It seemed that the home as usual lacked the vitality it deserved, that is, no one had lived there for a long time.
, as the owner of this house, Yu Ting, how can she not feel it?
Zhihao's eyes were still shining with unbelievable surprise, mixed with unbelievable surprise. Yuting looked at Zhihao with a gentle face, and her voice was like singing, "What's wrong? I am your sister Ting."
A bright red mark instantly appeared on Zhihao's face, which was a sign of uncontrollable excitement, just like the legendary blood rushing up to his forehead. Zhihao took Yuting into his arms and held her tightly.
Hugging each other, they were afraid that if they let go, Yuting would disappear from their side again.
Crying with joy, Xueting and the three people behind Zhihao could no longer stop crying.
After a while, Zhihao suddenly let go of Yu Ting in his arms and made an action that Xueting and the others could not even imagine. In a moment, Yu Ting's upper body was no longer naked, and her snow-white skin was exposed to the people.
In front of him, there is a pair of proud twin peaks.
Zhihao looked solemn, slowly reached out and touched Yu Ting's left breast gently, then gently stroked it upwards, nodded and said, "The red mole is still there, it is indeed Sister Ting."
