The daylight outside the window is long, and the eyes of Xia Ran are as deep as the red sun in summer.

Ruan Mianmian was stunned for a moment, she felt that Xia Ran looked at her like she was looking at her own sister who was wantonly coquettish by his side in the past.

He really cherished her as Xia Qing.

At that moment, Ruan Mianmian's heart suddenly became a little complicated.

Because Xia Ran's eyes made her feel distressed.

He probably really missed his sister, and he was really afraid of being alone, and he was just as afraid of losing her so-called 'sister' again.

Ruan Mianmian lowered his head, and when he came to his mouth, after touching Xia Ran's distressing appearance, he couldn't say anything.

Both fell silent at the same time.

Xia Ran touched Ruan Mianmian's soft hair, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Qing'er, don't leave your brother, your brother will be good to you. ”

Ruan Mianmian didn't speak, and then Xia Ran slowly withdrew from the room.

She knew that Xia Ran probably went to discuss with the second master about giving her 'detoxification'.

Ruan Mianmian picked up the water glass in his hand and took a sip slowly.

The dry throat was moistened, and the whole person became a little lighter.

She moved her hands and feet, and her eyes were not idle.

This room is furnished with nostalgia, perhaps not deliberately, but because this second master lives in such a memory.

The furnishings in the room are quaint and have an old feel.

The walls are glued with newspapers, and even the set of teacups on the table is a small white porcelain jar, which looks like it was in the style of the eighties and nineties.

Ruan Mianmian's attention was gradually drawn to the row of old photographs on the wall.

The devil sent her, and she moved to the wall.

Under the photo wall, there is an old-fashioned photo frame on the table, and inside is a group photo of more than a dozen people.

Although the photograph is in color, it can be seen that it is a little old, and the edges are faintly yellowed.

In the middle of this photo stand three men who look to be about 30 years old, wearing white coats, all in good spirits, and all proud.

However, what made Ruan Mianmian most curious was that there were more than a dozen children around the three of them.

These children don't look very old, there are boys and girls.

The children's clothes were brightly colored, but compared to the three energetic white coats, they looked sluggish, as if they had lost their innocence and curiosity.

They are listless, their eyes look empty and indifferent, like a delicate but soulless doll, and they look like they have gone through vicissitudes at a young age.

In the end, Ruan Mianmian's gaze fixed on the face of one of the boys with a sneer.

The boy had a pair of good-looking eyes, a delicate face, and a handsome line.

The eyes are narrow and long, but the eyes are very indifferent.

At a young age, his temperament is already cold and extraordinary, and his face is handsome but cold, revealing unruliness and unruliness everywhere.

Ruan Mianmian raised his hand and gently stroked the boy's cheek, but was rubbed by the flying dust under the surface of the photo.

She lowered her head and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her eyes were sour.

That boy is her Jiang Ce.

Those empty and indifferent eyes kept replaying in her mind.

Ruan Mianmian was full of emotion for a while.

What did Jiang Ce experience in those years?

What did these children go through?

No wonder, the people Ruan Mianmian has seen have Jiang Ce's shadow on them.

In fact, it was not Jiang Ce's shadow, but the imprint of those bloody and embarrassing childhoods that their group of children experienced.

They are all the same, because their hearts are hurt, so they arm their hearts, show their most powerful fangs, and vent their dissatisfaction and pain in this world in their own way.

Ruan Mianmian didn't even dare to look up again.

Because she knew that she could see other familiar faces from above.

She stepped back slightly, closing the distance between herself and the frame.

Ruan Mianmian was silent for two seconds, then raised his hand and slammed the picture frame back on the table.

After doing this, Ruan Mianmian patted the dust on his fingertips, and then walked towards the door.

There were footsteps and talking outside the door, and Ruan Mianmian couldn't really hear it.

But she raised her hand and pulled the door open.

The footsteps and talking outside the door stopped abruptly.

Xia Ran looked up and met Ruan Mianmian's slightly reddened eyes.

Xia Ran twisted his eyebrows, and subconsciously raised his foot and walked half a step towards her, but in the end he was stopped by the outstretched arm.

The second master walked out from behind Xia Ran and came to Ruan Mianmian first.

Ruan Mianmian stood still at the door, silently looking at the old man in front of him.

The second master glanced at her up and down, this time with full of inquiry, and at the end, he twisted his eyebrows and shook his head helplessly.

"Girl. ”

The second master called her out loud, but he stopped talking.

Ruan Mianmian said 'um' and continued: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly." ”

"You girl is very happy, and I have the temper of an old man. ”

The second master laughed, then looked at Xia Ran again, and then said to Ruan Mianmian:

"What do I ask, you just tell the truth. ”

"Good. ”

After that, Ruan Mianmian was brought into the house, and after the two sat down, the second master was ready to ask.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ran suddenly interrupted.

"You guys talk first, I'll go out for a cigarette. ”

After speaking, Xia Ran directly raised his feet and left here quickly, and closed the door.

Ruan Mianmian was a little suspicious, she always felt that Xia Ran's eyes were a little evasive just now, as if she was running away from something.

The second master shook his head at the door behind him, with a look of hatred that iron is not steel.

Soon, though, he had a smiling face again.

The second master asked: "Girl, you tell me the truth to the old man, do you mean anything to Xia Ran's kid?"

Ruan Mianmian opened his eyes slightly, was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head with a smile.

"He's my brother. ”

Ruan Mianmian replied with Xia Ran's introduction to her before.

The second master looked at her and said 'ghost spirit', and then straightened up and put on a serious appearance.

"I heard that kid say that he had hypnotized you four or five times before, but is there such a thing?"

As the words fell, Ruan Mianmian immediately fell into silence.

She actually knew about Xia Ran's hypnotization of her, but she was currently playing the role of Xia Qing after all.

If she now admits that she knows about hypnosis, isn't it equivalent to telling him that she was not hypnotized at all?

is equivalent to admitting that she has been acting these days.

Ruan Mianmian thought about it inside, thinking that it would be better to continue acting directly.

She was just about to open her mouth, but the second master suddenly said again.

"Girl, think about it, the old man will help you see a doctor, you have to know your true situation, don't think about me. ”

“......”

This old man looks so old, why is he so shrewd?

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips helplessly, and was a little undecided for a while.

The second master said again: "It's good that you just tell the truth, there is no one else here, what are you afraid of?"

Ruan Mianmian was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to ask: "Then do I mean that I was hypnotized, or was I not hypnotized?"