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Ji Qinglin looked at him with a frown, wondering who he was referring to as brother.

Not to mention that he was fed the decoction of Wangyoucao a few hours ago. He should be a person who can't remember anything and is as clean as white paper. Even when the two first met in Zuihuanlou, he didn't cry. over my brother.

The eyes of the person in front of him were extremely serious, but due to Ji Qinglin's frowning brows and the undisguised confusion in his eyes, his expectant eyes suddenly dimmed, full of anger and disappointment.

"Do you really not remember me?"

Ji Qinglin's mind turned around, seeing his demeanor that didn't seem to be fake, a chilling thought suddenly came to his mind.

He said coldly:

"You never call my brother, who is it that you call brother?" He leaned over dangerously, "Who are you waiting for?"

Si Ruochen was stunned, Ji Qinglin's wrist was scratched by his pale fingers, and he frowned.

"I didn't recognize the wrong person, you forgot."

"Really?" Ji Qinglin looked at him, "Then what's his name? What does he look like? Why are you waiting for him?"

Gradually approaching, the cold light in his eyes became more and more intense.

Si Ruochen had already lied to him once, so he couldn't allow him to wonder if this person would have lied to him about other things.

For example... the condition for love to arise is just a similar shadow...

The forget worry grass can make him forget everything, but this person who can't forget, what kind of indelible traces will be engraved in his bones?

In the previous life and in this life, when he looked at himself, did he really not look at other people through himself?

"You didn't tell me your name," Si Ruochen looked at him, then lowered his eyes and said, "I just followed you until the person who chased me came, and you led him away. Just let me wait for you here."

He raised his eyes again and looked at Ji Qinglin seriously.

"Although your appearance has changed a little since then, I still recognize you."

Ji Qinglin was silent for a long time, frowned, and then asked:

"How old were you then?"

"Eight years old." Si Ruochen replied.

"Who is the person who chased you...?" Ji Qinglin thought about his relationship with the late emperor when he chatted with Si Ruochen a long time ago, and vaguely guessed something.

"My father." Si Ruochen was silent for a while, then replied as expected.

"Why did he chase you down?"

This is what Ji Qinglin couldn't figure out all the time. Why did Chu Tianyi want to kill his parents and children?

"I don't know, he locked up both my mother and me," Si Ruochen's eyes flashed with fear, and his lips gradually turned white when he mentioned this, "He..."

Ji Qinglin looked at him suspiciously, seeing his face suddenly turned ugly, subconsciously touched him with his right hand.

"what happened?"

Si Ruochen turned his head, frowned and looked at Ji Qinglin, his eyes were a little dull, he opened his mouth and murmured:

"He let people drain the blood on my mother little by little, and kept torturing her regardless of her cries, so I was tied aside by him," he paused, and continued, "Just watching her being tortured like that Tormented like crazy, I know I'm next, I can't save her, and I can't save myself."

When Si Ruochen spoke, his tone was flat, and only occasional pauses made his eyes narrow, revealing the fear in his heart.

Ji Qinglin's heart trembled when he heard that, he never knew that Chu Tianyi was such a perverted person, who killed his wife and son, devoid of humanity, what was he trying to do?

An idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and several seemingly irrelevant clues were connected together. Si Ruochen is a mermaid, so his mother must be too. Chu Yuan used Si Ruochen to do experiments back then, so this method is Where did you know that?

"What kind of eyes did your mother... have?"

"A pair of red pupils that are as red as jewels." Si Ruochen replied.

Ji Qinglin was silent, and there was an answer in his heart that was ready to come out.

Si Ruochen is not the source of the tragedy, he is just the continuation of the tragedy.

Chu Tianyi, like Chu Yuan, was daydreaming about going against the sky, but he extended his claws to his wife and children!

When Si Ruochen finally escaped from birth, how could Chu Tianyi let him go, so he sent someone to hunt him down.

He was only eight years old at the time, and his mother was tortured to the point of madness, and tried her best to send him out of hell, but she never thought that after many years, Si Ruochen would not escape this fate in the end...

"Did you meet me after you escaped?"

Si Ruochen nodded, "You saved me."

He suddenly remembered something, and said in frustration, "However, you don't seem to remember..."

"Are you... sure that person is me?" Ji Qinglin didn't have the slightest impression of this, but all the memories before Ling Qing brought him back to the mansion were completely forgotten.

He was brought back to the palace by Ling Qing like a blank sheet of paper.

Maybe... did they really know each other?

Ji Qinglin suddenly became a little happier.

When you know that the person you love is suffering under the torment of fate, and you only think about if someone can save him, you suddenly know that this person is yourself, and you have to feel the fate between people, it is really amazing very.

"I won't admit it wrong, after you said that you will be my only relative, they don't want me, you want me," Si Ruochen paused, and looked at Ji Qinglin carefully, "Is this still true? Isn't it Did you forget that this promise is void?"

He pursed his lips nervously, waiting for Ji Qinglin's answer.

"What I promised you will always work."

Si Ruochen's eyes lit up.

Ji Qinglin curled his lips into a smile, and suddenly asked: "How did I treat you then?"

The two of them didn't get along well in those years in the palace. They were unfamiliar, estranged, and hostile. There was no trace of tenderness in the memory of more than ten years. Ji Qinglin always felt that this love came from nowhere and was not real at all. He couldn't find Si The reason why Ruochen loves him so madly.

But now, Ji Qinglin has the answer he wanted.

Si Ruochen looked at him with extremely bright eyes, "Very well, you are the person who treats me best in this world."

Ji Qinglin was overjoyed, as if he had picked up a big bargain.

He reached out his hand and touched Si Ruochen's face affectionately. This time, he finally stopped dodging, and even tilted his head, and took the initiative to bring his face into his palm.

The always rebellious bastard suddenly looked like a puppy whose fur had been shoved down, which made Ji Qinglin's heart itch.

He leaned over and asked softly:

"How good is it?"

Si Ruochen stared at the picturesque handsome face who was close at hand, blinked, and said innocently: "So good that I want to be with you for the rest of my life..."

Ji Qinglin stared at the red lips in front of him, as if a hand had been scratching the place in his heart, but it was itching to the bone, he was about to go up to kiss Fangze, when Si Ruochen continued to finish the next sentence.

"...for your retirement."

Ji Qinglin: "..."

He couldn't kiss anymore, not only was he angry, Si Ruochen's eyes were too clean, so clean that he didn't have any desire.

The corner of Ji Qinglin's mouth twitched fiercely, and he finally noticed something was wrong, thinking, I treat you as a child bride, but you only treat me as a father?

He sighed helplessly, "You shouldn't call me brother..."

You should call me Daddy.

"Can't you call me that? But that's what I called you when I was a child." Si Ruochen looked at him blankly, and frowned, "Then what should I call you?"

Ji Qinglin really wanted to say something tricky, calling her husband.

Then I thought about it, it would be bad if it turned out to be a hooligan, Si Ruochen was like a little white flower now.

"Forget it, call it whatever you like." Ji Qinglin patted his head.

Si Ruochen smiled, his bright eyes and teeth were as beautiful as peaches and plums.

He said happily: "Okay."

Ji Qinglin was also infected by that smile and dazzled.

Si Ruochen, who thought he had forgotten everything, no longer belonged to him alone. He personally erased himself from the traces of his life, completely clean.

Only now do I know that perhaps a long time ago, in those lost memories, Si Ruochen had carved him deep into his soul.

The first encounter many years ago was actually the fate of two people who were destined to reunite after a long absence and find again after losing.

Ji Qinglin thought, he only took one look at the audience of Zuihuanlou back then, and picked that poor kid with one glance.

No matter whether things are right or wrong, and memories are rotten, he can still pick out that person in the crowd at a glance.

Perhaps, he also had this person on top of his heart, but he forgot.

Si Ruochen was much more obedient than that irritating appearance a few days ago, his eyes were clean and pure, a look Ji Qinglin had never seen before, full of youthful air.

"Brother, where are we going?" Si Ruochen asked him.

Ji Qinglin turned around and curled his lips at him, and smiled.

"Take you home."

"Okay." Si Ruochen didn't know where his home was, his only memory was nothing but Ji Qinglin.

He only knew where the person in front of him was, and that was where he was.

Mo Song, who hurriedly chased after Ji Qinglin, fought with many corpses along the way, and saw blood everywhere, but he could only watch Ji Qinglin get closer and closer to the most dangerous place, helpless.

Struggling to cut down the last corpse, the hand holding the knife was a little weak.

Finally, two figures, one black and one red, appeared in front of him, and Mo Song's eyes lit up.

"My lord!"

Ji Qinglin looked at him in surprise, frowned and scolded, "Are you running out to seek death? With your skill, if you encounter many corpses, you will be torn to pieces!"

Suddenly, his eyes were obviously startled.

Mo Song didn't realize it yet, and with a smile on his face, he boasted to him: "My lord, you look down on me too much, look, except for the little flesh wound on my body, which looks scary, but in fact there is nothing wrong with it."

He also patted his body with his hands to show Ji Qinglin that he was really fine.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"When I saw some corpses, I ran in other directions. I guess my brain is not good. Alas, it's so stupid, hahaha."

He didn't see Ji Qinglin answer until he spoke for a long time, he only frowned and looked behind Mo Song.

Mo Song had just noticed something, turned his head following Ji Qinglin's gaze, then froze instantly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared without a trace.

Behind him, Liu Yihan's blue clothes were almost completely stained with blood, and the original color could not be seen. Behind him lay a mountain of corpses.

With a pale face, he looked at Mo Song who turned his head and said:

"I'm betting... you'll turn around, but..."

"I seem to have lost the bet..."