Heber did not know what Zhuanglong was doing in that room, because the house was blocking his view, and the telescope could not see what was happening in that room.

Heber saw that Zhuanglong's face was still weak, and proposed to let him rest here tonight.

At night, I lived alone in that house, very dark.The dragon thought about it and agreed.

This sea view villa house has only one floor, and the owner's bedroom is in the back, standing at the window of the bedroom, and you can see the back of the coastline.Zhuang Long rested in the guest bedroom next to the master bedroom, and the time was still early, he could not sleep.He found Heber and showed him his wish to visit the house.

Fearing that Heber would not hear, he also pointed out that he hoped to enter the request to go into the room to see.What Zhuang Long thought in his heart was that he and Xiao knew each other when he was a child, and perhaps he could find a breakthrough from Yan.

Heberius was a bit surprised, but did not reveal this unexpected heart.

The relationship between Zhuanglong and Xiao Wei was not ordinary, and Heber did not feel how rude Zhuanglong's request was.He did not rush to agree, but did not rush to refuse, he simply returned to him in a public office, "This, I have to call for instructions."

The dragon naturally has no opinion.

Heber went to another room to call, and Zhuang Long heard Heber's request and relay it word word for leave.The man at the head said a few words, and Heber hung up.When he returned, Heber had a shallow smile on his face, and he said to Zhuang Long, "Mr. Zhuang, Miss Rosen has granted you access to everything in this house."

I picked up the eyebrows, and the dragon was very satisfied with this answer.

So he really unappalled to see the scene in this room, he went to many rooms, but did not go to the study.The study and bedroom are the most private places in the host's home, and Zhuang Long still understands this courtesy.

But in the bedroom, he didn’t shy away from going in.

Perhaps in his subconscious, the deserted bedroom, he can enter.

Heber saw him enter the bedroom, and did not stop.

The room should be very small, the room is very elegantly decorated, but the bed and the cloakroom are very empty.The bed was clean, not even a quilt, the door of the closet was open in the scattered flavor, Zhuang Long looked at the closet, there was not a dress in it.

I know that I haven’t been back in years.

Zhuang Long stood for a moment behind the window from the bedroom, staring at the shoreline for a moment, before turning to look for something on the small bookshelves in the bedroom.Finally, Zhuang Long found what he wanted, it was a book, and it was not the content of the book that attracted Zhuang Long's attention, but the photos contained in the book.

He walked to the bed, held the book in his right hand, and put it upside down.Zhuang Long shook the book in his hand, and immediately, there were seven or eight pictures, from the book to the mattress.Zhuang Long picked up the photos and put them neatly together, so he sat down at the bedside and admired the photos.

For five or six pictures, all were a little boy.

The little boy was thin, with dark eyes and dark eyes, looking at some silence, but he looked a little well-behaved and cute.This man is the dragon.Will find their own photos in the digressing books, Zhuang Long just stunned, and then relieved.

This proves that they knew each other when they were children.

Zhuang Long put the picture he saw aside and opened the seventh picture, this time, he actually saw himself at the age of twelve or thirteen.At that time, shortly after the death of the adoptive mother, the adoptive father was always on a business trip, and his time seemed to be very sad, and now he has no deep memory of his life at that time.

Will the second person be awake at all time?

The boy in the picture is “him.”

“He” was wearing a black shirt with long black hair meekly on both sides of his cheeks, and he looked at the camera indifferently, with a girl’s reflection in his eyes.Zhuang Long was convinced that this person was not him, but “him.”

Only he loves to wear black.

So, "he" and the departure was really good, they will still talk about love?

The dragon was horrified by the idea.

If he really fell in love with Yan Yi, but then he forgot about her again, then he was really a big scum man.

The photo was repeatedly appreciated several times, confirming that this was "he" rather than himself, and Zhuang Long still had some taste in his heart.Jealousy with another person, that is unprecedented.

“There is no escape!”

I don’t know who he’s insulting.

After scolding, Zhuang Long looked at the last photo, and this photo finally changed the content, and on the photo, there were three children.One is a dragon, and the other two are girls.The two girls were dressed in dresses, and they were all in their hair, the smaller one holding the dragon’s hand, and the larger girl with a glass of water in her hand.

The dragon’s eyes stopped for a moment on the faces of the two girls.

He found that the two girls looked very similar.

They are definitely relatives!

Zhuang Long thought of Fang Yusheng said that he had a sister who was more than a year older than her.Could this girl in the photo be a disdain?

He looked carefully at the appearance of the two men, and gradually, in his mind, outlined a familiar figure.It was a departure, she turned against the night, strolled under the stars, stepping on the grass to his side.She sat next to him and asked him what he was doing.

He said he was confessing.

He asked him why he confessed.

What did he answer then?

The dragon couldn’t remember.

He turned the photo over and found that the back of the photo had written something that said, ‘Get out of here, the devil is staring at you, don’t come to me again.’The writing of this line is very young, and I can't see who wrote it.But Zhuang Long's intuition told him that it was his handwriting.

He once wrote such a word.

He will kill him.

Who is this “he”?

Zhuang Long pinied the photo and couldn’t help but whisper, “Get out of here, the devil is staring at you, don’t come to me anymore...” He read it several times, and suddenly he had a headache.This time, the head was stronger than ever.Zhuang Long holding his head rolling on the mattress, for an instant, countless cluttered and terrible memories came to the fore, and he was about to blow his head.

After a few minutes, his painful head finally calmed down.

At this time, he finally remembered everything and revealed the dark and heartbreaking truth-

Robert Floyd graduated from Yale School of Medicine as a neurologist who worked here in California, but for a few years became California's most famous neurologist.Robert was young, but had a beautiful Asian wife and a well-behaved and intelligent child.