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Qin Ruan lost control.

Ling Xiaoxuan's remarks brought the things that she had been worried about and feared in her heart to the table.

The fear in his heart made Qin Ruan's heart ache.

Ling Xiaoxuan has always been measured in her words and deeds, her behavior is even more polite, and she always knows how to show respect to others.

Today, her words are extreme, and every sentence pierces people's weakness.

If someone else said those words, Qin Ruan might not be so emotional.

But this person is Ling Xiaoxuan, a friend she considers credible.

The unease in her heart surged wildly, and she was eager to see the third master as soon as possible.

...

After Qin Ruan left, Ling Xiaoxuan huddled in the sofa lazily, without making any movement or making a sound.

Lin Ning poured a glass of water and put it in front of her: "You can speak in a euphemistic way, why should you stimulate her?"

Qin Ruan is out of control, why can't Lin Ning see it.

He is a psychiatrist and can identify a person's mind through the other person's words and deeds and facial expressions.

When Ling Xiaoxuan said that the third master would die, Qin Ruan showed his age-appropriate impulsiveness and extremeness.

At that moment, the hostile energy released from her was like a ferocious cub, the thorns all over her body stood up, and she became fierce.

Ling Xiaoxuan took the water cup, took a sip, and said in a light tone, "There is something wrong with Mr. Huo's body, and no one in the major families is not aware of this, and no one should dare to talk in Qin Ruan's ears.

She is too cold, and her IQ is higher than her emotional quotient. I push her when necessary. I hope she will not experience the pain of my previous life when the third master's life is about to end. "

Recalling Qin Ruan's appearance just now, Lin Ning chuckled: "She seems to have a slight affective disorder, a rather contradictory individual, both eager for emotion and afraid of touching, just out of control, I want to come to the third master Huo in her mind. The status is not light."

Ling Xiaoxuan leaned her head on the sofa pillow and sighed softly: "That's for sure, you didn't see her standing with Third Master Huo, you couldn't hold other people in your eyes, you could only see Third Master.

Qin Ruan is luckier than me. The third master Huo is weak and easy to die, but they are already together. Even if they can only get along for a few years, at least they have been together, and they should have no regrets for the rest of their lives. "

In the end, her tone was also uncertain.

The sadness that was sorted out and hidden, inadvertently leaked out again.

Lin Ning stepped forward and rubbed her head: "Since the third master is so important in Qin Ruan's mind, are you not afraid of making her take revenge for what you said before?"

Ling Xiaoxuan shook her head: "She won't."

Although she was frightened by Qin Ruan's sense of oppression and the cold aura released before, she did not feel that Qin Ruan did any harm to her.

Qin Ruan's temperament is very easy to understand. No matter how cold her temper is, she is still a human being, and she also has a deeply hidden emotion.

Ling Xiaoxuan didn't tell Lin Ning this.

What she was thinking about now was that Qin Ruan said she wanted to contact Master Huicheng of Nanyin Temple.

To this monk, she was repulsive from the bottom of her heart.

It was the other party who broke it personally. Her extravagant hope of being with Ling Zeheng, the anger in her heart could not be easily erased.

...

Huo's house.

Huo Yirong came in a hurry after receiving the call.

Standing outside the open study door, he saw the third brother sitting on the seat with his eyes closed, letting the setting sun shroud his body, and his delicate facial features were plated with a warm light.

The other side's handsome face was pale, her lips were red, as if stained with blood, and she looked very sick.

Huo Yirong walked into the room and subconsciously relaxed his footsteps.

Although the voice was soft, it still startled the third master who closed his eyes and rested.

He opened his black eyes, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Seeing that the person who came was the second cousin, the light in the bottom of his eyes was a little gentle: "It came so fast."

Huo Yirong Qingjun's face was solemn: "Knowing that you vomited blood, my heart almost stopped, I can't wait to fly over!

What's the matter? I'm so tired these days, why am I vomiting blood again? Would you like to invite Lingxuzi to show you? "

Mr. Huo lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the documents sorted out on the table in just a few hours.

He played with the Buddha beads on his wrist with his slender fingers, his movements were casual, and his tone was calm and calm: "No, this time is different."

Huo Yirong stood at the table with a worried look on his face: "Why is it different?"

Third Master Huo raised his eyes, and in those dark and heavy eyes, there was a deep meaning that people could not see through: "Second brother, I feel that there is something really wrong with my body this time."

When Huo Yirong heard this, the whole person panicked.

He walked quickly to Huo Yunqiu's side, put his hand on his shoulder and looked up and down.

"What's wrong, why didn't you say it before, and I don't know if Lingxuzi is in the capital at the end of the year, I'll call him!"

Huo Yirong reached into his trouser pocket and took out his mobile phone.

Huo Yunqiu raised his hand and pressed it on the hand he was about to make a call: "Second brother, I didn't come to you to alarm the family. We welcome two children this year, so let's have a peaceful New Year."

His voice was gentle, and his tone had an indescribable strength.

Huo Yirong held the phone with great force, and the blue veins on the back of the hand seemed to break through the skin.

He raised his head and glared at Huo Yunqiao, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to say?"

Huo Er was angry.

very angry.

He was so angry that he couldn't hide his anger even in front of his younger brother, whom he always respected and pampered.

He had a hunch that what the third brother said next would make him lose his mind.

Third Master Huo lowered his eyes, and fiddled with the beads on his wrist with his white fingertips.

"Second brother, look, this bead is no longer bright, it seems to be covered with a layer of black mist."

He held the bead on his wrist in front of Huo Yirong so that he could see it clearly.

Huo Yirong frowned, staring at the string of Buddhas.

The crystal clear beads have now become dull.

Huo Erye had a cold face, and his expression was extremely solemn.

He stretched out his hand and carefully touched the beads, his voice trembling slightly: "Why is this happening?"

The corners of Huo Sanye's graceful lips curled slightly, and his tone had no emotional fluctuations: "This string of Buddha beads is my companion, and my life is inseparably related to it. When the Buddha beads are destroyed, it is the day when my life ends. ."

His words did not seem to be a matter of life and death, and his tone was as casual as discussing the weather.

Huo Yirong's eyes were red, and his eyes were fixed on the string of beads on the third brother's wrist.

"Shit! I don't believe it!" He gritted his teeth and hated: "Lingxuzi clearly said that there are ten years left, so there must be something wrong. I will call him now."

He squeezed the phone in his palm very hard, and he didn't dare to contact Lingxuzi without Huo Yunjie's permission.

Huo Yunqiu's voice was slightly low, and his eyes were fixed on him: "Second brother, you invite Lingxuzi, grandfather and father can't hide it."

Huo Yirong got angry, and his attitude was firm: "I won't disturb them, I will handle this matter!"

He is confident that if he invites Lingxuzi, he will not disturb his grandfather and uncle.

Third Master Huo relaxed and leaned on the seat, looking at Huo Yirong with cold eyes.