The second male who guards silently, you can't afford it

"This disease has been passed down from generation to generation in the Luo family... My aunt, your mother... died early because of this disease!"

Luo Kaihui's words are like throwing a pebble into Murong Jiu's heart. If you think that the pebble can only make a "plop" sound and then be swallowed by the ocean, you are far wrong. You are not willing to be lonely The stone soon caused an uproar in Murong Jiu's heart.

Murong Jiu's heart was no longer calm, but his face still maintained a calm expression, and he asked softly, looking a little foolish because he was too calm: "You...what did you say?"

Looking at such a man, Luo Kaihui couldn't help biting her lips with her teeth. She turned her eyes to the distance and stopped looking at Murong Jiu, and said in a low voice, "Auntie... also..."

"Little sister." Murong Jiu suddenly bent down and put a hand on Luo Kaihui's shoulder, he smiled softly, and his voice became softer: "It's bad behavior to lie."

Luo Kaihui was startled, and quickly dodged Murong Jiu's right hand, she was already a little angry, but she could only suppress a part of her dissatisfaction and said: "Murong Jiu, how long are you going to deceive yourself, I don't have time Accompany you to act here!"

As she spoke, she was about to walk away, but Murong Jiu grabbed her wrist tightly.

Luo Kaihui twisted her wrist to break free, but Murong Jiu's strength was something she didn't pay attention to contending with, she could only stare at the man who had lost his smile.

Murong Jiu squeezed Luo Kaihui's slender wrist, and said expressionlessly: "You made it clear."

Although Luo Kaihui was in severe pain, she was as expressionless as Murong Jiu: "Let go!"

The two remained in a stalemate like this, until Murong Jiu smiled like a spring flower, he let Luo Kaihui go, tilted his head and whispered softly: "Ah, I was rude."

"I'm rude?" Luo Kaihui rubbed her red wrist, which was being held, and said sarcastically, "That's really good."

Murong Jiu just looked at her with the corners of his mouth bent silently without saying a word, not wavered by this irony.

Luo Kaihui had no choice but to take out a piece of tissue paper from the jacket muzzle and hand it to Murong Jiu with a cold face.

Murong Jiu reached out to take it, and glanced at it, the expression on his face quickly shattered and cracked like falling glass, the hand holding the yellowed brocade paper was trembling slightly, he stared at the brocade paper as if Stare at an enemy.

"After my aunt passed away, most of the relics were moved to the Luo family. This letter is exactly my aunt's handwriting..." Luo Kaihui looked at Murong Jiu like this, and she was not very angry. She sighed: "If you If you question whether this handwriting is your mother's, you can ask others to compare it, and I won't say anything more."

Luo Kaihui put her hands in the pockets of her coat, turned around and was about to leave the place, but she stopped a few steps before she stopped again, maintaining her standing posture with her back to Murong Jiu, and said in a whisper: "One more piece of advice, don't do things for others. Wedding clothes."

After leaving this sentence, she walked out stepping on dead branches and leaves, crossing small bridges and rockeries along the way, and didn't meet anyone until she entered the corridor.

"Miss, where have you been?" A servant with a flushed face and two braids came towards her anxiously: "The young master has been looking for you for a while."

"My chest is very tight, and the wind blew in the yard for a while." Luo Kaihui said indifferently as she walked, and the servant followed her step by step, and said with some reproaches and distress: "How can the young lady stand it?" Cold wind? You shouldn't be so capricious even if you have chest tightness!"

Hearing this, Luo Kaihui was neither sad nor happy, but said in a low voice: "I don't have a few years to live anyway, so what if you are self-willed?" After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the frightened servant, and stopped with a slight smile She was about to speak: "Go and make some ginger soup for me to warm my stomach, and bring it directly to my room. Brother, I won't go, and send someone to tell me."

"Yes, Miss." The servant didn't follow Luo Kaihui's order to make ginger soup immediately after responding. She hesitated for a while and then gritted her teeth and said, "Miss, your illness is cured!"

"So what if it's cured well, so what if it's not cured?" Luo Kaihui turned around and looked up at the distant sky that was covered by most of it, and said calmly: "It's hard for you to tell me about this, work hard, I don't care I will treat you badly." After she finished speaking, she didn't care what the servant's expression was, and just stepped into her room.

Luo Kaihui opened a beaded curtain and walked into the study room. She looked around the bookshelves on all sides, and finally took down a book wrapped in kraft paper from the shelf facing the door.

Luo Kaihui took the book and went to the table and peeled off the kraft paper cover. The book that gradually revealed its true colors was a delicate red leather notebook. She opened the notebook and focused on the three beautiful lowercase letters with hairpin flowers on the title page.

"Aunt, did Kaihui do the right thing?" Luo Kaihui stroked the word "Luo Pingsu" with his fingers, and said to himself: "Although he is not your own son, but you treat him as your own..."

"Auntie, don't blame Kai Hui for using him. Kai Hui doesn't want to make the same mistakes again. If he knows about you... he must not want to make the same mistakes again."

"Kaihui can't last long, and naturally it can't drag down my aunt's child, 'Jiu'...I'm a little jealous that you treat him so well. Why didn't you give me a name at the beginning?"

Luo Kaihui closed his eyes and smiled faintly.

"But the daughter of the Luo family really doesn't deserve a good name...!"

Murong Jiu still stood there dazedly staring at the brocade note in his hand.

There are only a few lines of small characters on the brocade paper, but it has written the whole life of a woman. This woman is Murong Jiu's mother, Luo Pingsu.

Luo Pingsu is the only daughter of the Luo family, and she has been doted on by her father and brother. After she became an adult, the family quickly found a fiancé for her. Although Luo Kaisu was a little surprised, she also complied with this decision, and her fiancé was very kind to her. The young girl Luo Ping has just begun to fall in love.

But the good times didn't last long. When the wedding was approaching, Luo Pingsu found out that her fiancé was unfaithful, and her old illness relapsed in a fit of anger. Although she forgave him later, the relationship with him was no longer the same. Tell the truth: they changed the premarital examination report, Luo Ping has been difficult to conceive.

Luo Pingsu was shocked by this fact, but her husband already knew about it. He brought a baby and asked Luo Pingsu to raise it. The mother is the surrogate mother the Luo family found.

Luo Pingsu convinced himself and began to raise the baby wholeheartedly, and gave him a nice name, Jiu.

But her illness became more and more serious, until her husband's lover came to make a fuss and completely collapsed, and this brocade note was written by Luo Pingsu during this period.

Murong Jiu looked at the familiar characters on the brocade paper, his nose became more and more sore, and his eyes became more and more astringent.

No wonder Murong Yi in his memory was so indifferent to his mother. After his mother died, he never contacted the Luo family again, and he did not allow himself any contact with his "grandfather", "uncle" and "cousin". All the relics in Murong's house were discarded.

No wonder the Luo family treated her so indifferently. In her previous life, she turned a blind eye to her desperate self, and was unwilling to agree to even a small plea.

It turned out that Murong Jiu was not a grandson of the Luo family at all, and Murong Jiu was not his mother's child at all!

Murong Jiu felt that his heart was extremely cold, as if he was wrapped and frozen by a solid block of ice, and kept falling down.

He slowly and carefully folded the brocade paper in half diagonally, then took out the wallet from his pocket, and carefully put the brocade paper into the wallet. After doing all this, the Murong family moved like a zombie With a completely stiff body, he left this remote place like a walking dead.

At this time, Murong's family was in a state of chaos, and almost lost the ability to think. He just stepped on the ground blindly to find a way to go home.

Fortunately, the sky is getting dark now, and the servants of the Luo family basically only walk around in the inner courtyard, and those who watch the gate don’t know where to go, so no one saw Murong Jiu still staying in the outer courtyard of the Luo family, otherwise this matter would be revealed , Another gossip.

Murong Jiu walked to his car mechanically, unlocked the car mechanically to get on the car, and started the engine mechanically to go on the road. He stared at the front window, mechanically stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel mechanically.

Such a state is of course extremely dangerous, but at this moment, Murong Jiu's cell phone rang.

Murong Jiu reacted to the ringtone of the mobile phone. He was still staring at the road dumbly, holding the steering wheel with one hand and reaching out to pick up the mobile phone with the other. He answered the call but couldn't say a word.

"Ajiu, will you come back for dinner?" Shao Qihan said lazily with a little grievance.

He was indeed aggrieved, Murong Jiu made a promise "I will come back as soon as possible, and I will come back for dinner" before going out, but now seeing that the dinner was almost ready, he didn't even see Murong Jiu's shadow.

On this day, Murong Jiu's life was full of ups and downs, half of his seven souls and five souls were gone, but Shao Qihan's life was boring, and mushrooms were growing on his head.

If you spend your whole day eating, sleeping, and eating, and you can’t fall asleep or eat at a later time, just waiting for someone’s return in every possible way, presumably you will complain aggrievedly with a mushroom on your head up.

The aggrieved Shao Qihan is like a husky squatting on the ground, waiting for his master to throw a bone to cheer him up. He waits for Murong Jiu to say: "I'm on my way and I'll be right back." Of course, if there is another Sweet wheat kisses are even better.

But Shao Qihan waited and waited until he got what he wanted to hear, because Murong Jiu didn't say a word at all.

Holding the silent mobile phone, Shao Qihan thought of what was written on the Luo family invitation, and had a bad premonition in his heart. He frowned, and asked again: "Ajiu? Where are you, Ajiu? "

Still no answer.

Shao Qihan's heart has already been tugged, and several images of Murong Jiu being bullied have flashed across his mind, among which are mixed with several images that made him feel terrified, one of which is like this...