to pure life

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"I came to Albany to visit my uncle. I didn't expect to meet you. Thank you very much for your life-saving grace that day. If you need it, An Ruo will be there for you."

Si Mingrui couldn't help laughing when he heard the last nondescript words, but stopped after the girl showed a flustered expression.

"It's nothing." Si Mingrui replied indifferently, suddenly feeling a little emotional.In just a few months, the girl who was still dreaming of an unrealistic teenage dream at the moment of life and death changed. Although I can imagine what kind of psychological activities she would have when she learned that the only relatives present were her father, but that Not everyone can survive, but now An Ruo standing in front of Si Mingrui is full of vitality, with determination and fearlessness in his eyes.The dress on her body is no longer a dreamy white lady dress, but a set of capable trousers and short sleeves accentuates her youthful and energetic body even more.

And this is exactly the type that Si Mingrui liked before.

Raising his hand, Si Mingrui asked, "Do you like it?"

The girl nodded first, then shook her head embarrassingly, "I'm just looking."

It's a pity that the girl's eyes completely betrayed the thoughts in her heart. Although she refrained from looking at the bracelet that Si Mingrui was playing with, when she lowered her head and pretended to look at other accessories, the corners of her eyes would often accidentally glance to the side.

Si Mingrui smiled and swiped his card to pay, then gave the bracelet to the girl, "For you."

There was no extra purpose in this move, he did it simply because he admired this girl.

An Ruo first widened her eyes, looked at the gift handed to her without saying a word, and she was sensitive by nature, she found that the black-haired young man in front of her was completely different from the first time she met. Like a sharp sword out of its sheath, although the light is dazzling, every move is full of killing intent, and there is a possibility of being hurt at any time, but at this time the second encounter, the other party has a kind of gentle demeanor, even if there is a smile in every gesture. There is a kind of alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away, but this only adds a bit of charm to him.

Of course, An Ruo is self-aware. Although she has received many admiring gifts from the opposite sex, this time this is just a gift from a senior to a younger generation.

She took the chic bracelet, bowed her head and thanked him respectfully.

Afterwards, I was a little embarrassed, because An Ruo didn't dare to speak, and Si Mingrui didn't know what to say. Just as he was about to say goodbye and leave, a boy shouted from a distance, "Sister!"

An Ruo's demeanor immediately changed after she turned her head, only to see her turn around and thrust her waist back and replied angrily: "How many times have I said, don't yell in the street, where did you go crazy just now! Hand Stretch it out, don't lean in if there are dirty things stuck!" It sounded like complaining, but Si Mingrui could feel An Ruo's care and love.

Then I saw a chubby, thick-headed black-haired kid jumping over with his hands arched, and then he clung to An Ruo's side, "No mud, no mud, just now this handsome guy saw my sister I just don't want to be a light bulb..." Before he finished speaking, An Ruo firmly grabbed his collar, and then he was punished by rubbing his face inhumanely.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Glancing at the little boy, An Ruo turned her head to Si Mingrui and said, "I'm so sorry, he's my little cousin, his name is An Ran... eh, Mr. Deep Blue?" Staring at her younger brother in a daze, An Ruo called his brother's name suspiciously, which was what she had heard his companion call him at the time.

Si Mingrui was in a daze for a moment, although it wasn't 100% similar, but if this kid could be thinner, his expression a little colder, and his facial features a bit more refined, coupled with black hair and black eyes, he would have a six-point likeness of Huangquan.

"He...is your cousin?" Si Mingrui couldn't help asking.

"yes……"

Although he knew it was unlikely, Si Mingrui couldn't help but start thinking wildly, suppressing his imagination. Si Mingrui took a closer look at the little boy named An Ran. He wondered if it was a psychological effect. It does have a smell of hell.

"What's your father's last name?" Si Mingrui asked a silly question.

"What's my surname? Naturally, what's my dad's surname... Elder sister, you can't just look for a husband when you look for him, and you can't just rely on his handsome looks." The little fat man glanced at Si Mingrui with an earnest appearance. Pulling the hem of An Ruo's clothes, he muttered, "What is the most important thing in the 41st century? The brain! Whoops!"

She clenched her fist and threatened the fat man who was talking nonsense, An Ran looked at Si Mingrui apologetically, "Don't argue with the child, he is my father's brother's son, and he was spoiled by us since he was a child."

Si Mingrui shook his head to express his indifference, and still stared at Little Fatty Anran intently.

"Well, if you don't mind, can I invite you to my place as a guest? My father is also here, and he would like to thank you in person again." An Ruo asked a little nervously.

In the past, Si Mingrui would definitely not have agreed, but because of An Ruo's cousin, he really wanted to go, "There's no need to thank you, I have no place to go anyway."

The implication was naturally that he agreed, and An Ruo grabbed the little fat man's hand excitedly, fearing that Si Mingrui would run away halfway, and said hastily: "I live with my father at my uncle's house, and there is a resident not far away. District, let's go."

Si Mingrui made a gesture to lead the way.

It's really close, maybe it's because of this that An Ruo, who came out alone with his younger brother, was only a few minutes away, and Si Mingrui arrived at his destination.This is an old residential area. Although there are not many houses, each house is large in size, and the houses are very old group houses and the foundation style with a small private yard. In other words, they fall on real land In general, in medium-sized cities and above, especially in cities with a large population like Alberni, the owners of this type of house are either rich or expensive, or have been either rich or expensive.

Si Mingrui, who came from the 21st century, doesn't know much about the real meaning of every inch of land and gold, so he should do whatever he wants when facing the owner of the house, and this invisibly adds another circle of mystery to him .

"Sir, you saved my people and protected the blood of An's family. I can't repay you for such a great kindness. If you have any orders from Mr. An in the future, An's will definitely go through fire and water."

The Anzu and Anran that Si Mingrui happened to save were the blood of the An clan's clan, and the An clan originally only had two or three poor kittens. The patriarch's veins are gone, and little fat Anran is the patriarch's celibate son.

At first hearing such old-fashioned words, Si Mingrui was somewhat uncomfortable, but he had a good impression of the other party because of this.

Although his real age is much older than the patriarch in front of him, he is still in his 20s psychologically, so he did not accept the other party's thanks, "No thanks."

After replying this sentence, Simingrui didn't know what to say. The middle-aged man in his fifties with a short white beard in front of him had an extraordinary bearing, his eyes were piercing, and he was not angry. They are brothers, but Anzu, who looks much younger, stands behind respectfully and nods to Si Mingrui.

What Si Mingrui didn't know was that although the name An's sounded good, his ancestors had great reputations and established their own family organization, but now they are almost down and out. The only thing to be proud of is that this generation has produced a business Genius, Anzu, but the tragedy is that Anzu's family, who originally went to a private villa in the Biqiu mountain area for vacation, was attacked by a metamorphic body. Ordinary genitals would have to wait for death when encountering a metamorphic body, but Anzu protected Anzu. If he survived for so long under the attack of a small group of organized and disciplined metamorphic units, it would be his fate. It's a pity that those backbones in Anzu's organization who went to play with him are all dead, and his business organization is also dead. His vitality was seriously injured, so he made a special trip back to Alberni this time to find his brother to discuss the way ahead.

"Father." An Ran, who had already changed into a suit of clothes at the moment, greeted politely at the door, and then came in with her little thick legs. Something is wrong.

Si Mingrui compared the looks of the father and son, and had to say that the degree of similarity between the two was really not high. An Mian, the patriarch of the An clan, and Huang Quan didn't have any facial features that could be associated.

Maybe it was because his eyes were a bit revealing, An Mian pressed the beard on the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "This little brat doesn't look like me or her mother, but is born like grandpa. I don't know what great blessing he has received .”

"Grandfather?" Si Mingrui seemed to have caught something, and said abruptly, "Do you have a photo of that senior?"

An Mian nodded briskly for some reason, "Naturally, sir, come with me."

Everyone then got up, and An Ran saw her daughter standing outside the door with some anxiety and didn't come in, so she hurriedly beckoned her to follow.Biting her lip, An Ran, who had just been told to put on her most beautiful clothes, twisted the corners of her skirt and finally took a few steps forward, walking in the back.

At the end of the deep and secluded corridor is an ancient house, which seems to be a room displaying the history of the An clan. There are a row of photos hanging on the wall. Simingrui guesses that they may be the patriarchs of the past, because the person on the last one is walking in the An Mian beside him.

Looking over one by one, Si Mingrui didn't see anyone who looked like Huang Quan.The last few photos close to this era seem to use some high-tech