In the past few days, Yang Jun left his home to Shitou and the others and asked them to arrange the scene for Yi Qiushui's birthday party.

He took the time to drive out alone.

He drove to the suburbs and came to the door of a warehouse that had been rented for many years.

This warehouse is rented all year round, and Yang Jun hopes that it can be used one day.

After stopping the car, Yang Jun lit a cigarette and walked around the warehouse before returning to the warehouse door.

When I opened the warehouse, a musty smell hit my nostrils.

I haven't been here for a long time. It's full of dust and there are spider webs everywhere on the walls.

Yang Jun stood in the middle of the room with no intention of cleaning.

Then, he had a thought.

The warehouse suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flowers.

He took these flowers from copy space.

The longer time passes, the more obvious his spatial advantage becomes.

Over the years, he has been collecting various things.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all provided.

It can be said that as long as there is something in this world, it is available in his dimension, and it can be copied without limit, as many as you want.

These flowers are all roses, red, white and various colors.

He wanted to prepare a different birthday gift for Yi Qiushui. To put it bluntly, this kind of routine was very common in later generations, with flowers and the like, but in this era it was very advanced. There is no woman who does not like the sea of ​​flowers.

Especially women who have dreams.

Yang Jun took a look at the warehouse full of flowers, then locked the door and prepared to drive away.

Suddenly I thought of something, and suddenly my thoughts moved again.

Various nutritional supplements, fruits, etc. appeared in the car.

It was very close to the place where Yang Xiaoliu was under house arrest, so he decided to take a look.

After careful calculation, Yang Xiaoliu had been under house arrest by him for almost two years. In these two years, he, the godfather, had never even seen her.

Yang Jun had a headache when he thought of his goddaughter.

If this girl hadn't been stubborn, how could she have ended up under house arrest.

Yang Jun didn't want to do that, but he had to do it.

Yang Xiaoliu insisted on investigating the cause of Peng Sanwan's death. Of course, he couldn't let her do whatever she wanted, so he didn't let her out for so long.

Arriving at a private house, Yang Jun stopped the car.

As soon as I got off the car, I heard the door ring, and a person's head emerged from behind the door.

"Big leader?"

Seeing Yang Jun, the man walked out quickly.

He walked up to Yang Jun, put his feet together, and gave Yang Jun a salute.

"A great leader is good."

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

"Everything is okay."

Hearing this, the man said respectfully: "Miss Six is ​​very good."

Yang Jun was not in a hurry to go in and took a few steps at the door.

"Has Xiaowu ever come to visit her?"

The man hesitated for a moment, and then immediately said: "Yes, Master Wu will come here every now and then."

When Yang Jun heard this, he understood in his heart.

He was not surprised at all that Xiao Wu came to visit Xiao Liu. If Yang Jun hadn't allowed it, he wouldn't have been able to see Xiao Liu.

Xiaoliu and Xiaowu grew up together. They depended on each other and had a deep relationship. No matter how cruel Yang Jun was, he would not stop them from meeting.

Yang Jun nodded, indicating that he understood.

Then he pointed at the car and said, "Get the things out of the car."

"Yes, great leader."

Afterwards, Yang Jun threw away his cigarette butts and entered the door.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I felt a sense of desolation.

On the side near the main house, there is a smooth path. There are few people walking around in the yards on the left and right, which are covered with grass.

It's not that the people guarding this place are lazy, but that piece of grass was left behind at Xiaoliu's request.

The world she can see every day is as big as the yard. The yard is empty and has nothing. It is easy for her to suffer from aesthetic fatigue. Therefore, this piece of grassland is her sustenance to relieve the loneliness in her heart.

"Swiss, swiss, swish!"

A gust of wind blew and the grass swayed.

Through the gap, Yang Jun saw a girl sitting in front of the window.

My girl is really Yang Chengliu.

At this moment, she was wearing a white pajamas and sitting quietly in front of the window holding a book.

Yang Jun was immediately entranced by his calm and carefree look.

At this moment, he suddenly envied Yang Chengliu.

He is busy with trivial matters every day, but he has never had such leisure time as Xiaoliu?

He wanted to be like Xiao Liu, holding a book and living leisurely.

The moment he saw Yang Chengliu, Yang Jun felt a little soft-hearted.

It's a pity that such a beautiful girl is spending so many years here.

At this moment, he really wanted to let her out.

But Yang Jun knew that he couldn't do that.

If Xiao Liu could change, he wouldn't have to go to great lengths to keep her under house arrest.

This is a time bomb. He doesn't know when it will explode. Yang Jun doesn't dare to take the risk.

"Swiss, swiss, swish!"

Another gust of wind blew.

The wild grass all over the courtyard swayed in the wind, and a wind carrying the fragrance of grass blew into the window and blew on that white and peaceful face.

Yang Chengliu closed his eyes, raised his head and felt the breeze, and his whole body became relaxed.

"Godfather?"

Yang Chengliu opened Yang Jun's door and immediately saw Yang Jun standing outside the window.

A flash of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he walked around the table and came to the window.

Holding the bars on the window tightly with both hands, he choked and said: "Godfather, wuwu~"

Yang Jun sighed, then turned and left.

"Godfather, you are so cruel. Now that you are here, can't you say a word?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he sighed and turned back sadly.

A pretty face with pear blossoms and rain in it appeared in front of me.

Yang Chengliu had already burst into tears, his face was covered with tears, and he looked at him with a begging look.

"Godfather, I'm so happy that you finally came to see Xiaoliu."

Yang Jun paced to the window.

"How are you?"

Yang Chengliu said nothing and looked at him with a wry smile.

How can I live well under house arrest here?

As soon as Yang Jun said those words, he felt a little regretful and quickly changed his words,

"Godfather misses you and comes to see you."

"I also want to be a godfather, wuwu..."

When Yang Chengliu heard this, he burst into tears.

After hearing Yang Jun's words, she could no longer control her emotions and became fragile.
To be continued...