Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 653 This Man Who Loves to Be Brave

After hugging the little guy, I kissed it left and right on its little face, and then handed it back to its daddy. She went to wash up, and then went downstairs to have breakfast together.

When they went downstairs, they saw Gong Ze sitting in the dining room as usual, watching the news with a tablet in his hand. What happened to Gong's father last night, he looked as if nothing had happened.

Approaching the restaurant, An Xiangwan greeted him pretending to be relaxed: "Good morning, Doctor Gong."

In order not to let the atmosphere fall into embarrassment.

Gong Ze raised his head when he heard the sound, and responded with a usual smile: "Morning, come~ let uncle hug our cute little Guagua~"

Hearing the sound, Zong Che put his son into his arms directly, following his wishes, maybe he thought this would make him feel better, so let him do it.

Gong Ze took Guagua and kissed the little man's face, making it giggle.

Yu Qiang was the last one to come down. When she came down, it was time for Gong Ze to go back to the hospital. Seeing his usual reaction and going out with his briefcase in hand, the atmosphere leaked from his back obviously didn't match his performance at all... …

This man who loves to be brave.

The matter of Father Gong has come to an end for the time being, but the matter of Di Jing and An Xiangwan's life experience remains the same.

Since that day, Lin Yan hasn't appeared again, no one or ghost knows where she went, and Gong Ze doesn't care about her either.

Everyone is wondering if Lin Yan is looking for a new contract target because the contract has arrived.

In fact, Lin Yan didn't have a contract with Gong's father, it was purely because of some personal reason, if it wasn't for that misunderstanding, if Gong Ze wanted to make a contract with her, she would still be willing, but he misunderstood her so deeply, how could he be willing? .

Lin Yan recently returned to the former address of the Lin family, which has been converted into a small park. She only found it with the imprints left, otherwise, she would not be able to recognize the completely unrecognizable environment.

Closing her eyes, she looked for the scenes and things she had been familiar with, and the memories in her mind were churning. The memories of those long-gone faces became clearer and clearer, and her chest hurt more and more.

Why did she still survive until now? Sometimes she wished that she would disappear into the long river of history with them, but she still carried the heavy responsibility and pain of the family and continued to move forward.

She was so lonely, with no one around her...

When Father Gong was around, she still had a place to go back to. After his death, Gong Ze couldn't allow her to stay there.

The letter that Father Gong gave her before his death was two pages of yellowed paper, on which were registered the fables and responsibilities that the Lin family had guarded for more than a thousand years in seal script, including the bones of fragrance and the environment, if you guessed correctly If so, it should be the Lin family tree she has been looking for, and those two pages are an important part torn out.

If she wanted to give the incense bones to someone, where would she find them? After thousands of years, there were at least two or three reincarnations, and there were no portraits left.

Thinking of this, she sighed helplessly, slowly opened her eyes, and unexpectedly saw Gong Ze's figure in front of her eyes, why did he wear an ancient costume today, with long hair and a crown...

She blinked her eyes in disbelief, shook her head, and found that he was nowhere to be found. She tried to float to the place where he had appeared just now, and turned around, but there was no one there.

Maybe it's because she was dazzled, but that figure, if you don't look at the face, feels quite familiar, and I always feel that I have seen it before.

In the underworld, in the dignified five-chamber meeting hall, in front of all the civil and military officials, Zong Che's expression was as cold as ice.

(End of this chapter)