Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

A palm-sized diary was placed in her hands.

She stared at it for two seconds before removing her hand and putting it in her pocket.

"I'm leaving."

"Wait." The old man stopped her, "Since we are here...how about going for a walk on the beach?"

Looking at the old man's slightly embarrassed posture, the guest was silent for a few seconds and nodded.

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Just as the old gardener said, the road on this side is much cleaner, and there are no scattered fish scales and water on the road, but the fishy smell of seafood is gradually becoming stronger.

The crowded and noisy seafood market is right in front of you, and the surging sea also appears at the same time.

In the distance, there were sails hoisted high on the pier, and seagulls kept landing on the ground in search of food.

They walked through the market and towards open areas. The hard-hearted customers on the road would occasionally help the elderly, demonstrating their own rare good qualities of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

"you……"

When the sea breeze finally blew in his face and the hustle and bustle of the market was forgotten, the old man, who had been nervous all the way, finally spoke: "Why did you come to Nangang? I mean, I thought you would never come here in your life."

"I also thought I would never come here again in my lifetime - no, maybe I didn't think so." The guest didn't know whether he sighed or simply exhaled under the mask, "I have always believed in cause and effect, so maybe seven years ago I felt that sooner or later I would come again, otherwise how could I find you?"

"Well, are you here to look for the Qin family this time?" the old man asked cautiously.

"Yes, but not entirely."

"Then... then this time, if you see Young Master Qin's face, will you really kill him without hesitation as you said before?" The old man asked tremblingly.

The guest looked at her strangely and stared at her for a long time, until the old gardener began to shrink back, and then he suddenly asked: "Are you worried about me?"

"It's really strange." She didn't answer the old man's question, but asked her own question. "After so many years, you can still use your presbyopic eyes to recognize me in full armor at once. Obviously, I have nothing to do with you, and I am not like those children who can visit you every day to comfort you. You know that we may never meet again in this life. Why are you still so worried about me? It's like you've been worrying about me for seven years?"

It was rare for her to say such a long paragraph that the old man took a while to sort out his words. Finally, he was a little embarrassed and thought for a long time before slowly answering: "I have said before that your experience is similar to Nannan's, but your result is the opposite of Nannan's. That's why I can't help but think of you when I think of Nannan."

"I have been thinking about this for the past seven years - when people have too much free time, they always think about this and that. I haven't had to work or think about how to survive in these years, so I can only think about things. I wonder, why is this happening?"

"What exactly caused the difference between you and Nannan?"

"Then I realized that Nannan's death was caused by everyone - the Qin family was too bad, and her father and I were too ignorant. As for her, she was too young, so young that she could only be shaped by the environment, by her father and me, so she was also so ignorant and naive."

"——The combination of all these is fate."

"..." The guest said nothing, looking at the old gardener who suddenly turned into a philosopher with a strange look.

The old man stopped and slowly turned to look at the guest, tears flashing in his cloudy eyes: "In Nannan's fate, her father and I are her calamity, but in your fate, you are your own savior."

The guest also stopped, the pair of eyes behind the mask stared back at her quietly, listening to the old and weak voice dissipating into the sea breeze.

"A large part of a person is shaped by his parents, society and family."

"If we are a family of ignorant, incompetent and stupid people, then you, Ye Shiyi who was able to escape from Nangang alone seven years ago - you are your own father and your own mother."

“You are your own family.”

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A strong wind howled from the distant sea, and the white sails were rustling.

Seagulls circled and swooped down, and people came and went on the pier.

The guest's hat was blown high into the sky by the sudden strong wind, and the long hair hidden inside fluttered like a flag in an instant.

The pair of eyes that had always been as calm as dead water suddenly shrank like a cat under the sunlight.

The huge waves rolled like snow, crashing against the rocks. A bicycle passed by them, and a young man was holding a bouquet of flowers high in his hand and shouting, "Flowers for sale! Five yuan a flower! Flowers for sale!"