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The rain keeps falling.

There were few pedestrians on the road, the black car was driving smoothly, and the rain was passing through the window glass, refracting a faint light.

The man in the back seat was leaning on the seat, with his hands folded and hanging on his lower abdomen. He lowered his head slightly, and a few strands of hair fell down on his forehead, which just covered his eyes, making him look a little weak.

However, in the eyes of the secretary who reported to the co-pilot, the aura on the man was still cold and pressing.

Until the secretary finished reporting today's events, the man didn't change his posture, he just opened his eyes slightly, picked out a few key arrangements, and deleted a few times from the itinerary.

Then there was a long silence.

The black car slowly drove into the urban area, and the surrounding sounds became noisy, coming in through the sound-proof glass. The man frowned slightly, and before he could speak, he heard the secretary lower his voice and order to the driver beside him, "Change to a quieter car." some way."

The driver's voice sounded a bit embarrassed, "The other road is under maintenance, and besides these two roads, we can only take a long detour for half an hour."

Lu Xian opened his eyes and glanced at the bustling urban area outside the car window. He asked, "How long is it?"

The secretary glanced at the navigation, and quickly replied, "I have arrived in City C, about 10 minutes away."

Lu Xian was a little lost in thought, and it took a long time before he responded lightly, "Yes."

He closed his eyes again, and the long-term memories surged up across the barrier of time, and they were shown in front of his eyes like a horse watching flowers. From summer to winter, from beginning to end, there were countless scenes with endless words, and only one was left in the end. Profound, and somewhat unfamiliar name——

Song Yulan.

Lu Xian slightly bent the corner of his mouth.

A black car stopped in front of a villa.

The secretary was about to get out of the car to open the door for Lu Xian, when the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

Seeing Lu Xian's expression was calm, he took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID, then connected the call.

Half a minute later, he hung up the phone and reported to Lu Xian respectfully, "Boss Lu, it's Mr. Mo An. He is filming in City C. I heard that you are also in City C, so I asked if you want to go there tonight."

Lu Xian raised her eyebrows slightly, looked up at the secretary, with a half-smile, "Does he know my whereabouts?"

The secretary's scalp tightened, and he quickly clarified, "Mr. Mo said that he happened to see Mr. Lu's car."

"Coincidentally?" His fingers lightly tapped the armrest, his slightly narrowed eyes showed coldness, "You deal with it well, and don't let him appear in front of me again."

After finishing speaking, he pushed open the car door, and the black coat drew a sharp arc in the air.

It was really windy.

The secretary held an umbrella for him, but it was useless. The hem of the coat was covered with rainwater just a few steps away. Lu Xian frowned and walked into the villa.

There were not many people inside, and there were no mournful cries, which was quite different from the scene Lu Xian imagined.

When he went in, he only met a collateral child of the Song family who he knew, and he nodded slightly, then stood quietly aside.

He looked at the black and white photo in the lobby.

The man with a handsome face smiled gracefully, his brows seemed to be surrounded by the spring scenery of the world, all kinds of gentleness, but there was also a hint of arrogance of a literati, noble and unparalleled.

It exactly matched the appearance in his memory.

Lu Xian opened his mouth softly and read out the name, "Song Yulan."

He hadn't thought of this person for too long.

It hasn't happened since that winter.

It's just that I didn't expect that after 12 years, I suddenly received the news of his death.

He didn't even intend to come.

After all, he and Song Yulan are neither friends nor confidants, nor enemies.

It was just a momentary passion when I was young and ignorant, a joke that I thought I could change my heart for my heart, but it ended in a hasty and dismal end after being betrayed, and I never saw each other again.

The sharp female voice next to her disturbed Lu Xian's thoughts.

Lu Xian turned his head to look, and saw a boy in his teens curled up beside the tribute table. Due to the angle, he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see a pair of red and swollen eyes with a confused expression on his face.

The woman on one side is still persuading, "Xiao Jue, how is your life with your little aunt's family? Your parents have passed away, and your aunt and uncle will treat you well. Look, this is your cousin, who is about your age. He can Take you to play..."

A rough female voice came in, "Hey brother and sister, what you said is wrong, Xiao Jue and our family Lan Lan only play well, Xiao Jue, you and the second aunt's family, Lan Lan, you met before, you Did you play with her too?"

"Sister-in-law, it's not me who said that your family Lanlan raised lawlessness, so don't bully Xiaojue."

"Brother and sister, what are you talking about! Your son is still a gangster, so you have the nerve to say my daughter!"

……

The more people in the party talked, the more they got off topic, and no one looked at the young man. They just self-servingly exposed each other's faults, and they quarreled furiously, leaving the young man to sit alone on the ground.

Lu Xian could roughly guess the identity of this young man. Before he came, he had read Song Yulan's post-marriage information.He and that woman had a son named Song Jue.

So he can also understand that these people are fighting for each other.

But just for this villa, there are not a few people who are tempted by the huge wealth for ordinary people.At this time, family affection always has to stand aside.

It's just that this familiar scene happened in this place, which made Lu Xian a little unhappy.

He took two steps closer and saw the complete face of the young man, as if something in his heart was gently moved.

so similar.

This young man looks almost exactly like Song Yulan.

But it was different from Song Yulan.

In front of him, Song Yulan always looked like a mature and noble son. He always made decisions for Lu Xian without saying a word, thinking that it was good for both of them.He never asked Lu Xian what he wanted to do, as if Lu Xian was just a child who didn't know the world to him.

Song Yulan would never show such a helpless, pitiful look.

Lu Xian's fingertips moved slightly. He stepped forward and looked down at the young man on the ground, "Song Jue?"

The teenager immersed in his own world didn't seem to hear.

Lu Xian repeated, "Song Jue."

The boy's eyes trembled.

He raised his head slowly, and the moment he saw Lu Xian, something seemed to flash in his eyes, and soon there was only empty confusion left.

Lu Xian leaned over slightly, "Do you want to come with me?"

The noisy people next to him suddenly turned off when they heard his words, and all of them pointed their guns outward, "Who are you? What do you want to do to our little Jue?"

"I've never seen you before. How did you sneak in and want to abduct our little Jue? Where's the servant? Get this person out!"

"Xiaojue, don't be fooled by this person, your aunt is the one who loves you the most."

Lu Xian ignored their yelling and just quietly looked down at the boy.

The young man stared at him blankly, a faint light gradually appeared in his eyes, as if he had been injected with vitality, his whole body became agile.

After a while, Song Jue reached out and grabbed the corner of Lu Xian's clothes. He hadn't eaten for a long time, his lips were chapped and white, and his voice was thin and hoarse.

He said, "I recognize you, Brother Ah Xian."

Lu Xian raised his eyebrows.

He was a little surprised, but this is not a place suitable for exploration. Since the boy is determined to leave with him, there is no need for him to stay any longer.

Lu Xian gave the secretary at the side a look, the secretary understood and drew everyone's attention with a loud voice.

Lu Xian glanced at the hem of his clothes being dragged by the young man, but before he showed any emotion, the young man withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

Lu Xian looked at the boy's frightened look, and slightly suppressed the cold aura on his body, "Is there anything to clean up?"

The boy shook his head, then quickly nodded again.

He glanced at Lu Xian, as if he was sure that Lu Xian would not disappear immediately, so he quickly ran up to the room on the second floor, and 3 minutes later, he came down again with a small backpack on his back.

Without waiting for Lu Xian to speak, he asked, "Can I go?"

There seems to be no trace of nostalgia between the words.

Lu Xian squinted his eyes to hide the little interest in his eyes. Seeing that the secretary had already dealt with it, he signaled the young man to follow him.

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