When he heard this, he showed a confused expression.

Why does he not remember these things?

Zhuang Qilin hummed and said, "I'm telling you this, just I hope you understand that my mother loves you."

Zhuang Long was indeed attracted by Zhuang Kirin's words, his eyebrows tightly wrinkled, he said, "If she really loves me, why should she marry Bruce?" 」

The choir continued to look at him.

This...

"I don't know."His voice was bored, a little helpless.

Zhuang Long narrowed his eyes and said to Zhuang Qilin, "Your grandmother seems to be calling you."

Jian Qi rushed to the kitchen.

Zhuang Long followed him into the house, and after entering the house, his eyes stopped for a moment on the master.The headmaster was seen by his back cold.

“Sir, what is there?”The chief asked hard.

Zhuang Long pondered for a moment, and suddenly said to the great master, "You go upstairs with me."With that, Zhuang Long turned to go upstairs, he walked in front, and the general manager followed behind him.He brought the chief into his study.

When he entered the house, he said, "Take the door."

The chief was in doubt, or obediently closed the door.

When he looked up, he found that Zhuang Long was staring at himself, his eyes were very sharp.

The chief felt nervous, and he stood in the distance honestly, not daring to open his mouth.

“Grey, how many years have you been with me?”

Zhuang Long asked this question, and asked Gray.

In general, the master asked such questions, all of which had an opinion on the subject, and Gray did not rush to answer, but took a few minutes to think about whether he had done anything wrong recently.After confirming that he had done nothing wrong, Master Gray responded carefully, "I've been by your side since you came to New York."

Seeing that Zhuang Long did not speak, Gray said, "This year, it is thirteen years."

“So long?”

The dragon was somewhat surprised.

He said nothing more, but sat down behind the detour table, his study was not large, and he sat there without talking, quiet, but making Gray feel difficult to breathe.Gray stood up straight, cramped for a moment, and suddenly heard Zhuang Long ask, "Grey, do you remember four years ago?"

Gray asked cautiously, “Sir, do you mean?”

Zhuang Long reminded him, "Four years ago, I fought with my ex-husband."As he spoke, Zhuang Long's two seemingly indifferent eyes kept staring at Gray's face, without letting go of any meticulous reaction from him.

Gray’s pupil shrank, and the muscles of his face suddenly tightened.

The hand that the dragon put on his leg suddenly clasped.

Everything Kirin says is true!

He really fought with a chord!

This, even Gray remembers, so why doesn’t he remember?

Zhuang Long quietly looked at Gray's reaction, and his emotions were not exposed at all.

Gray quietly looked to him, probably trying to understand the purpose of Zhuang Long suddenly asking this, he had just seen, his eyes were connected with Zhuang Long's eyes, and collided together.Gray was surprised and bowed his head.

The dragon asked, “What happened?Do you remember?Or do you remember, but don’t dare to say it?”

Gray bent slightly, and he said, "Sir, I remember naturally."

“Tell me what happened that night.”

Gray hesitated, not knowing whether to say or not to say.

“Say it!”

In a word, the dragon said the thunderous trend.

Gray shiver and bent lower.He tried to calm down his emotions, and in a calm tone, he revealed the truth of that night."Sir, I don't know much, we usually rest in the building next door, that night heard the young master's cry, when I arrived in the hall, you and your wife have ended the quarrel."

"Then tell me what you saw."

“Yes.”

There was silence in the study, only to hear Gray say in a sighing tone, "I came earlier, but I was also frightened, and I did not dare to enter the house in a blank way."I stood outside the door and saw the picture in the hall.That was the first time I saw the gentleman's appearance, and you sat on the ground, all trembling.The lady also seemed to cry, and she held you in her arms to comfort her in clamoring to keep her away from you, but the lady did not let go of her.

"I remember, the young master was wearing skates and crying with a high heel in his hand.On the ground was a broken bottle of red wine.You should have hit one."

"Soon you will be calm, and you will pick up your wife, tell us to clean up the house, and go upstairs."The next morning, the lady got up early and left the manor with the young master.I noticed the lady’s neck...”

At this point, Gray paused, and he looked at the dragon.

Zhuang Long's expression was very calm, and when he saw Gray waiting to speak to himself, he nodded and said in a deep voice, "Talk down."

Gray said, "There's a fingerprint, it's color."

The dragon is ungry.

According to Gray's description, there were only three people in the living room at that time, and he was separated, as well as Zhuang Kirin.The fingerprint on the neck will certainly not be left behind by himself, nor will it be Zhuang Qilin, he has not so much strength.

So who hurt the people who left, the answer is clear.

He couldn’t help but look down at his fingers.

He couldn’t believe that his hand had almost taken away from him.

“And what else?”

Gray thought about it and said, "There's nothing else going on, there's only a little strange thing to say."

“Oh?”

Gray said, “When you get up the next morning, it’s like you don’t remember what happened the night before...”

The dragon is vocal.

He guessed the situation.

After more than 30 years, Zhuang Long knew for the first time that he was a sick person.This disease doesn’t seem to be easy.Zhuang Long did not know what he was sick at the moment, and he had to consult a professional doctor.

“Okay, go out.”

“Yes, sir.”

After Gray left, Zhuang Long made a phone call to Ji Drinking Ice.

Seasonal ice and talk these days in Italy, honeymoon travel, received a call from Zhuanglong, seasonal ice is still sleeping nap.She was asleep on her knees, the phone woke up the seasonal ice, she did not want to open her eyes, directly reached under the quilt and pillow to touch.

After a long time, the phone ringing was about to stop and I couldn’t find my phone.

He woke up and was on the couch holding a notebook to process the documents.

He put down his notebook and admired the way he felt when he touched his phone in bed with his eyes closed.He suddenly dropped his laptop, got up, stepped on the thick carpet, and leaned silently to the side of the bed.He put his hand under the quilt.

So the season drank ice and touched the hand of the speech.

She: “...”