Chapter 252 Smile Redemption 【Twelve】

"Squeak-"

When Lu Ming opened the door, he saw Su Su standing beside the photo wall in a daze. He walked to Su Su's side calmly and asked softly.

"How do you like it?"

Su Su turned her head to look at him when she heard the words, her dark eyes reflected the gloomy and delicate eyebrows of the other party, she hesitated for a while, and then replied that she didn't like it.

"Since you don't like it, then I'll take you to another room." He looked at her with gentle eyes, as if his gloom had become weaker after returning to his hometown.

"You don't have to, you must like clowns very much." Su Su's fingertips stopped on a little boy who was painted with clown makeup, holding a colored ball bigger than his own head in both hands, and seemed to have a smile on his brows.

"Yeah!" Lu Ming couldn't help lowering his head to look for the gentle expression on the other person's face. During the silent time, his mood was unbelievably peaceful. "This is an artistic photo my mother took for me when I was six years old."

"Then is this your brother?" Su Su pointed to a chubby little dumpling sleeping in the cradle and asked with a smile.

Looking at the photo next to him, Lu Ming couldn't help but bend his lips, "Yes, he has liked sweets since he was a child, and my father often worried that he would be cheated by a piece of cake in the future."

When the other party talked about these past events, Su Su felt that the distance between him and him would not be too far, so that he would not really think that the other party was just an npc.

"By the way, my cousin's room is next to it. Do you want to go and see it?" Lu Ming also realized that his room was just a simple desk and chair besides the pictures on the wall, which was too simple.

"Okay." Su Su followed Lu Ming to the next room.

The sunlight sneaked into the room, leaving the shadows of the two very close together, sometimes overlapping and sometimes separated, just like the separation and reunion of the two.

The old man's room is very tidy, unlike Lu Ming's clown stills on the wall, there are various wigs hanging on the wall here, and there are oil paints for makeup in the glass cabinet in the corner, and there is an open wardrobe next to it , inside a brightly colored clown costume.

"My cousin has been a clown actor for most of his life, and he is also my favorite clown teacher." Looking at these familiar things, Lu Ming felt like going back to his childhood, hugging his uncle's thigh desperately to learn how to act as a clown, The instant warmth in his eyes prevented him from saying anything more.

Standing at the door, Su Su saw the notes pasted everywhere in the room. She didn't notice the other party's strangeness, and was curious to see what was written on it.

When she walked to the nearest wardrobe, she found that it said, "My favorite clothes." The language is playful, but the handwriting is so familiar.

"Lu Ming, did you write this word?" Su Su subconsciously asked the silent person beside her.

The familiar voice pulled Lu Ming away from his sweet memories. He glanced at the note before explaining, "My uncle is getting old, and he likes sticking notes to help him remember things."

"Is that so?" Su Su repeated in a low voice, only feeling that she seemed to have overlooked one thing, and it was also because of this indescribable intuition, "Did your uncle also teach you calligraphy?"

"Uncle's handwriting is the prettiest in our family, so I naturally want to learn the prettiest ones." Lu Ming raised the corner of his mouth, and when he treated the person he admired the most, even when he mentioned it casually, his heart would be filled with agitation.

Su Su lowered her eyes, and couldn't help thinking of another possibility. The reason why Fang Chenlin focused on the old man was not unfounded. The old man was the guide for the villain to practice calligraphy. easy.

If there is another murderer excluded, the villain will definitely not attack the old man, then is there a possibility that the old man discovered something, left a forged letter, and chose to commit suicide.

Out of the protection of his relatives, will he choose to take the blame?

 I don’t know what to say, let’s recommend a song, "Gu Gu Gu Gu"|'-')

  


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