"I've heard about you from Wei Lou."
Wei Dongshan took a breath. He could feel that his body had reached the end of the hope. Instead, he did not suffer from the previous pain. The pain and torture on his body became easier as his life came to an end, and it was difficult for him to breathe. He took another breath, barely seeing the girl in front of her.
She was beautiful.
Her facial features were ostentatiously beautiful!
She was still very young, about 18 or 19 years old.
Just standing there, her temperament was different from the people next to her.
There was a wild and untamed banditry about her.
He remembered what Wei Lou told him. Qiao Nian seemed to be the top student in the college entrance examination this year. She had good grades and had been admitted to Qing University.
"Good girl. Last time I said I'd meet you sometime and thank you in person."
Wei Lao was probably on his last breath. The speed of his speech was brisk, and the words were not clear, but she could clearly hear what he was saying.
"Unfortunately... I haven't had a chance to see you. This time, it's our fate. You look like someone I know. I think of her when I look at you."
He paused for a second. His eyes softened like a broken lake, calm and wise.
"Nian Nian, can you do Grandpa a favor?"
His voice was weak.
Qiao Nian pursed the corners of her lips and lowered her head. She squeezed his hands tightly and whispered to him, "Just hold on a little longer. I'll call Wei Lou and the others. They will come in right away."
Old Master Wei was dying. At the last moment of his life, she believed that he would want to see his relatives.
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