The Epic Revenge Chapter 1960: Meet Al
On the third day of Yan Qi's arrival in London, he met Fan Yongzhi's niece, El.
On that day, it was still raining, and London was very cold. Yan Qi deliberately bought a fur coat, but still felt cold.
El does not live in Fan's house, but in a building on the outskirts.
Around the building, there is an expanse of fields. At this moment, the grass is withered, connecting with the hazy sky in the distance, which is covered with gray.
The walls of the courtyard are very high, the big iron gate is locked, and there are two strong Chinese guards at the entrance. The sound of the car was heard in the distance, and the guard's long gun was loaded.
The gun was not retracted until Fan Yong got out of the car.
Seeing this scene, Yan Qi was very surprised: "Why are there still guns?"
Fan Yongzhi didn't answer and took her hand.
Yan Qi's hands were cold, but Fan Yongzhi's palms were hot. He didn't say a word and walked inside with Yan Qi.
The guard opened the door and called "Young Master" in Ningbo dialect.
Fan Yongzhi nodded.
The courtyard is bare, not a single tree. The three-story building is very large, and at a glance it seems to have hundreds of rooms.
A long time ago, the walls are covered with creepers. In this cold winter and twelfth lunar month, those vines are still as green as new, and a green coat has been approved for the entire wall.
Walking to the building, the cold wind blows, and the dark room smells of musty, making it appear ghostly.
Yan Qi took a step back subconsciously.
Fan Yongzhi's voice was gentle: "It's okay, you come with me."
The two of them went up to the second floor.
The building is not one, but several connected. Yan Qi followed Fan Yongzhi to the left and right until she suspected that Fan Yongzhi was going to murder her here, and finally saw someone.
The woman was about forty years old, she was not smiling, and when she saw Fan Yongzhi and Yan Qi, she was stunned.
"Master......"
"This is my friend, she came to see El." Fan Yongzhi told her.
The woman is also Chinese and speaks Ningbo dialect. When Fan Yongzhi was talking to her, Yan Qi couldn't understand.
“How is El today?” Fan Yongzhi asked.
The woman said, "It's fine. I'm painting after breakfast. I'm very good."
Fan Yongzhi said yes.
The door is pushed open.
The warmth in the room swept away the damp and cold. In addition to the warmth, there is also a light floral fragrance.
Yan Qi felt that this room was completely different from the entire building.
The little girl is sitting at the desk and drawing.
She is about eleven or twelve years old. She wears a white skirt, white socks and red leather boots in the house, and her hair is neatly combed.
She is a bit like Fan Yongzhi, both have beautiful facial features, but her face is pale, because she has not seen the sun all the year round.
Seeing the person coming, she didn't stand up happily to greet her, but stood up shyly and stood beside her with lowered eyebrows.
"El?" Fan Yongzhi called to her.
He led Yan Qi to Al.
He squatted down and hugged her gently for a moment, before the girl opened her mouth for the first time, her voice as thin as a gnat: "Uncle..."
Fan Yongzhi let go of her and asked her softly, "Remember what I said, will I bring Miss Yan to see you in the future?"
El nodded, very shy, afraid to look at Yan Qi.
Yan Qi also imitated Fan Yongzhi's appearance and squatted down: "Hello, El, I'm Yan Qi."
Al glanced at her face, then quickly looked away.
She is usually in the house and is not used to making eye contact.
"Your uncle said that you really want to see me, is that true?" Yan Qi asked again.
Her voice is very gentle, and she is very beautiful, which is easy to arouse the goodwill of children.
Al bit his lower lip slightly and nodded lightly after a while.
I still don't look at Yan Qi.
Fan Yongzhi took El's hand and let her sit down.
El picked up the brush and continued to paint. In this way, her eyes fell on the paper, as if she finally felt a little safe.
"What are you painting today?" Fan Yongzhi asked.
El replied: "Dusk."
She already has large swaths of golden color on her drawing paper. Although she is taciturn, her style is warm and bright.
Yan Qi asked with a smile, "Can you give it to me?"
"Yeah." Al replied, his hands kept on, but his eyes still didn't lift.
"What do you usually do in the morning?" Yan Qi asked her again.
Al speaks more smoothly: "Drawing, playing piano."
"What about the afternoon?"
"Reading."
"I can also play the piano. You can play it for me later, okay?" Yan Qi asked again.
Al said yes.
After asking a few questions, Yan Qi and Fan Yongzhi began to talk to each other. Ai Er sat beside him and painted without saying a word.
A moment later, she's finished.
The clouds at dusk are golden yellow, the fields are golden yellow, and even the cattle at the end of the Qianmo are dyed golden yellow.
"It's very beautiful!" Yan Qi said, "I like it very much. I want to take it back and frame it."
Al bowed his head and said nothing.
Instead of playing the piano, she pulled another piece of drawing paper. She stuttered and asked Yan Qi, "What else do you like?"
This is a painting that asks her what she likes.
Yan Qi smiled: "I like Moonlight."
El took out his brush and started painting again.
Her second masterpiece wasn't finished until lunchtime.
The woman came and invited them.
Fan Yongzhi led her and Yan Qi to the restaurant next door.
The restaurant is also very warm, with brightly colored furniture and the smell of food.
There are many paintings on the walls, some of which are landscapes, with delicate lines and full colors; if there are characters, the stylus is messy and the picture is dark.
Yan Qi thought: "El must hate people, why does she want to live here alone?"
Fan Yongzhi told her not to ask, but she didn't ask, suppressing her curiosity.
The three had lunch.
During lunch, El looked up at Yan Qi twice. The first time was when Yan Qi asked if El's paintings were taught by Fan Yongzhi, and she lifted her eyes and said yes; the second time was when Yan Qi said yes. Go to Scotland to see the snow.
Al seemed to want to go, but when Yan Qi asked her, she shook her head and refused.
After dinner, Fan Yongzhi and Yan Qi were drinking tea and chatting in the lounge, and Ai Er was going to take a nap.
"...she is very afraid of strangers." Yan Qi said
Fan Yongzhi nodded.
"What is wrong with her, why do you want to put her here?" Yan Qi asked again.
Fan Yongzhi was very embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.
"In the future, will she be here forever?" Yan Qi couldn't help but ask again.
She was also aware of her abruptness.
This time, Fan Yongzhi answered her. He said very hard: "I don't know either."
It was warm in the room, Yan Qi was full again, and after a while, he slowly fell asleep.
She took a nap and woke up when she heard footsteps.
Someone rushes in.
"Master, Miss Aier is not well." The woman anxiously said to Fan Yongzhi, "Call the doctor, do you want to inform the master?"
Fan Yongzhi got up immediately.
Yan Qi followed: "What's going on?"
Fan Yongzhi wanted to let her stay, but he struggled for a moment. He thought, he might as well let Yan Qi take a look, so he didn't stop her and let her follow.
They ran to Al's bedroom next door.
Al is not in the room, but in the bathroom.
She stared blankly at the mirror, and when she saw someone came in, she showed a sinister and evil smile.
"You are all going to die here, and no one can leave." Her voice was shrill, like a fingernail scratching on glass, which was sour and very scary. Yan Qi took a step back, really startled.