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Chapter 517 If you are still here, you will be your wife

In a quaint courtyard where ordinary people are afraid of it, Nalan Chuyang, dressed in Tang suit, sat upright on the stone stool in the small yard with his back straightened. The autumn wind was slightly bleak, and some of the rare trees planted in the small yard were almost falling. As soon as a yellow leaf fell on the hand of the stone table in front of Nalan Chuyang. He picked up the leaves and crushed them gently with his hands, then picked up the porcelain cup placed on the stone table, opened the round cup lid, which contained light yellow tea. He lowered his head and lightly

He took a sip, then put the cup on the stone table with his dry and boring hand, and then smiled at Nalan Bingxuan, who was sitting next to him with a calm expression on his face, "Xiao Bingxuan, this person is prone to miss the people and things of the past as soon as he is old. If I don't go back again now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to go back again. Xiao Bingxuan, when will he accompany my grandfather to return to Yanqing? That was the base for our older generation to make a revolution back then, and almost all of our comrades back then..."

A ripples appeared in Nalan Bingxuan's beautiful eyes. Looking at Nalan Chuyang, who was already old and old, a smile appeared on his cold face, and he said softly: "Grandpa, you are still strong and can live for a long time. Why do you say these despicable words? When did you think Yanqing would say, I will accompany you."

"Okay, Bingxuan has grown up, so good." Nalan Chuyang nodded with a kind smile on his face, then looked at his beloved granddaughter and asked happily: "I met the Wang boy a few days ago. How do you feel? Do you like it?"

Nalan Bingxuan shook his head calmly and said, "I don't feel anything."

Nalan Chuyang smiled bitterly and said, "Is it so bad?"

Nalan Bingxuan hesitated for a moment and whispered: "You can try dating for a while first."

Nalan Chuyang smiled and said, "If you don't like it, don't force yourself. Grandpa will find it for you."

"No need to force it, for me, everyone is the same." Nalan Bingxuan said in a plain tone.

Nalan Chuyang was a little surprised by his granddaughter's indifference to feelings, so he asked, "Bingxuan, have you ever liked boys?"

What Nalan Chuyang did not expect was that Nalan Bingxuan nodded without hesitation, and said with a delicate expression on his face: "There was one."

"Who?" Nalan Chuyang was very surprised.

Nalan Bing said: "It happened many years ago, now he is gone..."

"Not here?" Nalan Chuyang said in confusion: "Have you gone abroad, or?"

"Maybe he's dead..."

Nalan Chuyang sighed and said softly: "For the years, you don't want to date other boys?"

"Maybe." Nalan Bingxuan sighed lightly, holding the jade-white teacup in her fair hands, her eyes looking a little lonely.

Nalan Chuyang looked at Nalan Bingxuan with a muddy and gentle gaze, and said in a gentle tone: "How did he die?"

Nalan Bingxuan frowned slightly, as if he didn't think of these old past events. Nalan Chuyang saw his granddaughter's emotional fluctuations and whispered: "Tell me, maybe my grandpa can help you?"

Nalan Bing looked at Nalan Chuyang's soft and kind gaze, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, revealing the things that had been buried in his heart for the first time...

Nalan Chuyang listened to Nalan Bingxuan's narrative, looked at the sadness on his granddaughter's beautiful face, and sighed: "I didn't expect that such a thing happened in the Lin family. It's so unreasonable. Where is the little boy's mother? Where is she now?"

Nalan Bingxuan said with a little gloomy eyes: "I watched Lin Jiyang roll from the second floor to the first floor, and the back of his head hit the tip of the corner of the wall, and a lot of blood was bleeding. At that time, the floor was dyed red. In the end, Aunt Li and Lin Jiyang disappeared from the Lin family together. I don't know what happened to them, but I know that if Lin Jiyang really dies, then it will be his second uncle who killed him with his own hands."

Nalan Chuyang sighed and said, "The Lao Lin family is like our Nalan family, and belongs to the descendants of the older generation of revolutionary leaders. It is really a misfortune for such a thing. Now the Lao Lin family does not even have a descendant who has passed on the family line. I am really sad for them. By the way, Bingxuan, did you see the Lin boy die with your own eyes?" Nalan Chuyang asked suddenly.

Nalan Bingxuan shook his head and whispered: "He was dying at that time. I was still young at that time and was scared silly. I had no idea what happened later and was taken away by Butler Chen."

"Butler Chen?" Nalan Bingxuan was stunned for a moment, "That Butler Chen?"

Nalan Bing said: "A friend of my father was going to visit Lin Jiyang, and his father didn't have time to take me there, so he asked Butler Chen to take me to the Lin family, and then witnessed the scene of Lin Jiyang being persecuted with his own eyes."

Nalan Chuyang showed a hint of confusion on his majestic face: "So, that Butler Chen should also know something about the past, right? Is he still alive?"

Nalan Bingxuan said regretfully: "I passed away two years ago in lymphoma. In these eighteen years, I remember that I asked him about what happened to him less than three times, but he seemed to know something, but he didn't want to tell me."

After all, Nalan Chuyang has lived for almost a century and wants to do things more comprehensively than Nalan Bingxuan. He immediately thought of Nalan Bingxuan's father, Naland, and asked Nalan Bingxuan: "Do you ask your father about this?"

Nalan Bingxuan shook his head, "No, he doesn't know about this." The reason why Nalan Bingxuan didn't ask Naland was that the first was that Naland didn't know about this incident back then, and the second was that she thought that Naland forced his mother to death, so the conflict between the father and daughter has not been resolved over the years, and Nalan Bingxuan never took the initiative to find and talk to Naland.

After thinking for a while, Nalan Chuyang picked up the cup and drank a sip of the slightly cold tea, and smashed it and said, "Some things are not as simple as you think. Since the butler Chen knows something about the Lin family, then your father Nalande should also know the causes and consequences at this time. I guess Mr. Chen will tell your father about this when he goes back."

Nalan Bingxuan said in surprise: "Then why didn't he tell me? Lin Jiyang went to our house to play for a while. My father recognized him as his godson, and he...he also saved my life."

Nalan Chuyang nodded and said, "I know, you almost got poisoned in the bathroom gas. I have scolded your father a lot for this. Why? My Bingxuan is because the boy from the Lin family saved you, so he likes him?"

Nalan Bingxuan nodded in front of his grandfather and said, "This should be one aspect."

"Then there are other aspects?" Nalan Chuyang asked with a smile at Nalan Bingxuan.

Nalan Bingxuan's beautiful face turned red in a rare voice.

Nalan Chuyang knew his granddaughter's temperament and no longer joked with her. He just said softly: "Since you don't like the Wang family boy, don't force him. Maybe the Lin family boy is still alive in the world?"

"Grandpa, do you think so too?" Nalan Bingxuan's beautiful pretty face showed a hint of surprise and hope.

Nalan Chuyang nodded with a smile and said, "There are many doubts here. Maybe it's not what you saw at the beginning. I think maybe the Lin boy should still be in the world. Don't worry, grandpa will definitely help you get the truth. If this boy dies, will my granddaughter have to live in memories and pain for the rest of his life? I don't want him to die like that."

Nalan Bingxuan's calm heart suddenly became turbulent. At this time, she was even more convinced that the tenacious little boy was still in the same sky as her, breathing the same air. If he could find him in the future, Nalan Bingxuan would definitely marry him without hesitation, because Nalan Bingxuan had waited for the day he married him for eighteen years.

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