"Sorry." Lin Luo saw Mu Yao's face becoming gloomy again and asked quickly, "Have you found the photos of grandma when she was young?"

"Let me see, we should be together here."

Mu Yao's face looked a little better and he began to look through the photos seriously.

"Ah, I found it."

Mu Yao pointed to a figure in a black and white photo, "Look, this is my grandma. Does it look like you?"

It was an old black-and-white photo. In front of a building that looked like a teaching building, there stood a slim girl with an oval face and a slender figure. She was wearing a long-sleeved dress and a wide-brimmed sunhat, holding a hand in her arms. She writes a book and seems to be a girl from a good family.

"Hmm..." It was difficult for Lin Luo to confirm whether the girl in the photo looked like her, because the original pixels of this old photo were not high. Over the years, the face of the character has been somewhat blurred, and only the rough outline of the facial features could be seen. , maybe somewhat similar to her.

She told the truth, "The photo is a bit blurry and I can't see it."

"It's a bit," Mu Yao continued to turn the pages of the album, "It's probably not this one. I remember a very clear photo. It was taken by a photographer at my grandma's home during her coming-of-age ceremony."

Lin Luo watched Mu Yao flip through the entire photo album, but did not find the photo he was talking about. Instead, he saw many photos of Mu Yao when he was a child, including single photos and photos with his parents.

There is a photo taken at the beach. Mu Yao looks like he is six or seven years old. He is standing on the beach with a grin on his face, with the blue sky and sea behind him. Mu Yao is also holding a small plastic shovel for playing with sand in his hand. His father She looks very young, with a round face, a bit like a baby face, and a friendly smile. His mother is dressed like an urban professional woman, wearing a suit, as if she just came from the company, her face is thin, her nose and mouth are Very similar to Mu Yao.

"You look like your mother." Looking at the photo, she said what she was thinking.

Mu Yao closed the photo album, "Many people say this, my sister looks more like my father."

"Aren't you and your sister born to the same mother?" From his previous words, Lin Luo inferred that Mu Yao and his sister should be half-siblings, but she still wanted to ask for more confirmation.

Mu Yao put the photo album back into the wooden box without saying a word. Lin Luo felt that he might have said the wrong thing again and hesitated to apologize. Mu Yao suddenly spoke, his voice was calm, as if he was narrating something related to himself. Unrelated things.

"My father and my mother were college classmates. After my father graduated from college, he came back here. My mother also married here because of him. Not everyone can adapt to the life in this house, although there is no shortage of people. We have food and clothing, but there are only endless mountains and trees when we go out. There are no entertainment activities and no need for human interaction. My mother said that this place is as quiet as a tomb.

She asked my dad to leave with her countless times, but my dad said that his responsibility was here and he would never leave in this life. My mom couldn't bear this kind of life, so she filed for divorce and took me away. Later, my father remarried and had a little daughter. The child was very cute and chubby. She didn’t recognize her as a child when she first saw me. She called me brother and took me to play with her. toys...she was only three years old when she disappeared..."

Mu Yao's voice was choked with sobs and he couldn't speak any more.

"Goo~"

When the atmosphere was sad, Lin Luo's stomach growled at an inappropriate time, and her face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

Mu Yao burst out laughing, "It's okay. I was verbose here and delayed your meal time. If you go back now, the food will probably be cold. How about you just have a meal here?"

Lin Luo intuitively felt that he would not hurt her, so he readily agreed, "Okay, what shall we eat?"

Mu Yao took Lin Luo to the inner room on the second floor, which was actually turned into an open modern kitchen and dining room.

"Wait a minute, my food is ready and you can eat it soon."

He took out two steaks from the refrigerator, fried them until fragrant and put them in the oven. He also took out the washed vegetables, cooked them in boiling water and scooped them up. Then he gave Lin Luo a bowl of unopened instant noodles, and He turned on the kettle and motioned for her to do it herself.

Lin Luo had never eaten instant noodles + steak + vegetables like this in his life, but he had to admit that it tasted good, and it was a combination of meat and vegetables. The most important thing, Mu Yao said, was that he didn't have to wash the dishes.

When he was almost done eating, Lin Luo gave him a thumbs up and praised, "Brother Mu, you are a master."

"Yeah," Mu Yao felt a little proud after being praised, "I also think I'm quite talented in gourmet food."

"But I have a small request," Lin Luo said a little embarrassed, "Can I have another bowl of instant noodles?"

Although Mu Yao was surprised by Lin Luo's appetite, he still gave her another bowl.

"Is one bowl enough?"

Lin Luo soaked the noodles in boiling water. When she heard Mu Yao's considerate question, she naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity, "I can do it with two bowls."

Of course Mu Yao brought another bowl to her. He was already full, so he sat there and watched Lin Luo finish three bowls of instant noodles with relish.

"If my sister was still alive, she would definitely be able to eat it as well as you."

Hearing this, Lin Luo, who was drinking noodle soup, almost choked.

"How could anyone say that about his sister?"

"What I'm telling you is the truth. She has eaten well since she was a child, is in good health, and has basically never been sick." Mu Yao's eyes were a little blurred, and he fell into memories, "Grandpa said that with my sister's physique, when she grows up, , I want to send her to learn martial arts, and then come back to inherit this house, and then find her a son-in-law, haha, what age are we in, and you still regard your own house as a favorite."

"Brother Mu, will you stay here forever? Never go out again?"

"That should be it. All my savings have been invested in this B&B. I feel very comfortable lying here every day."

Lin Luo wiped his mouth with a tissue and officially ended the dinner.

After finishing the meal together, we cleaned up our work. Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Luo said goodbye.

Mu Yao insisted on sending her back. He sent Lin Luo to the west wing before turning around and walking back.

Lin Luo watched his background leave when he heard an annoying voice behind him.

"Hey, who is that uncle? Miss Lin Luo, it turns out you like to be so mature that you fall into pieces."

Yin Luchen had changed into casual clothes at this time and walked leisurely to Lin Luo. He looked confident and felt that Lin Luo was really blind. A handsome, rich and young human high-quality man like him was showing his affection to her. , she actually went to please a bearded uncle.

Lin Luo didn't even look at him. He only glanced at him with the corner of his eyes and said with contempt, "Do you think you are handsome?"

"Am I not handsome?" Yin Luchen asked in surprise.

"Real handsomeness is the kind of person who is handsome but doesn't know it. You kind of..." Lin Luo turned his head slightly and looked him up and down with disgust, "You are the kind of person who is handsome but knows it. I hope you can understand. Good night~ "

Lin Luo waved his hand, turned around and walked away, leaving Yin Luchen alone standing there, lost in self-doubt.

……

At 1 o'clock in the morning, Lin Luo stared helplessly at the ceiling with his big eyes open.

In the bed next door, Huang Li and Sister Zhang were sleeping soundly. No one knew who it was, and they were snoring slightly.

Lin Luo was suffering from insomnia. Whenever she closed her eyes, she would think of the family photo that Mu Yao showed her. The little girl's eyes always made her feel very familiar. She didn't know why, but she really didn't want to look at those eyes. , you can't close your eyes, and you can't sleep at all.

She simply got up, and after getting dressed lightly, she took out a small and lightweight satchel from her suitcase, which contained prepared talismans and a delicate little dagger. She was ready for another night exploration. Old house.

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