“Then you say that.”Vanity breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it's not an old account.

Van Gogh glittered: “It doesn’t matter if you sleep with me, but what does it mean to run when you sleep?”Regretted?”

Fanny: “... say no to the old account?”

"I didn't know the effect of the drug was so strong... anyhow, I didn't mean to sleep with you, I was worried that you would get angry when you woke up... I was a little disheartbroken and didn't know how to face you, so... so I ran away."

Vanity stumbling, but also carefully looked at the face of Van Gogh.

Then, thinking of something, the gangs drummed the drums: "You said me, you are not the same, I ran you did not come to me, six sister said, if you really like me, you must come the first night, but I waited for you for three days."

Vanity seemed to remember the dark three days, her eyes were drooping, and her eyes became lost.

She was really sad at that time, she couldn’t sleep on the first day, she couldn’t sleep the next day... When he didn’t show up on the third day, she didn’t even feel the pain.

"I'm sorry."Van Gogh held her face in her hands, a soft kiss, and fell on her eyebrows.

The voice was low, with a sizzy touch.

"I'm not good."

Fanny’s attention, not in his apology, did not notice the flash of pain in his eyes, but thought of another possibility, and grabbed his hand.

“Did you decide to stay with me because I suddenly went abroad?”You’re afraid I can’t open it, so you want to be responsible for me.”

Vanessa’s lips were held by a slung finger.

Van Gogh did not let her continue, his thin lips licked, his voice was low: "The only thought I wake up is to go to you, but there was some accident."

Van van Gogh paused, spit a breath, as if adjusting his emotions, calm and indifferently: "My parents came."

"What?" said Vanity, staring at herself, almost rising from her chair.

Surprised, he asked, “Didn’t Grandpa say your biological parents died shortly after you were born?”

Compared to the Van Gogh's biological parents who came to him, Vanney was even more surprised that his biological parents did not die.

This means that Van Gogh was abandoned by his biological parents, which hurt him too much, how can they bear to endure?

Fanny grabbed her hand and did not know how to comfort Van Gogh.

"Don't worry about me, my parents are dead, the two people who came to me are impersonators."

The Van Gogh mouth was light, and the smile was a little bitter.

For a second, it was rational again.

He rubbed her hands on her head and opened her mouth.

“The couple who came here were distant relatives in the family, and when my parents died, they left a lot of inheritance, so they adopted me and finally abandoned me.”

“Speal!”Vanessa was angry with a word.

Van van Gogh saw that she was really looking, and the corners of her mouth aroused a pampered smile, and continued: "They occupied the inheritance left by my parents, but they did not have the ability to manage the company, and finally lost the industry in their hands, and accidentally learned that I was adopted by the Vatican, and wanted to take a corner and take a corner with my father to seal the fee."

“Shameless!”Vanity is so angry that she is so angry.

“Do they want to be ashamed?Do this kind of thing, actually dare to find the door to ask for money, the old naive should be the next thunder to kill them!"