Chapter 961: Poor Child

Chen Weichen ran back and returned to the dormitory with the packed soy milk fritters, and saw that Han Yao had already gotten up, and Zhengmu sat on the bed in a daze. When Lu Shanmin sent Han Yao back last night, although she was already asleep, there were obvious tears on her face, and she wanted to question Lu Shanmin, but after Lu Shanmin sent Han Yao back, she left in a hurry, and until now she was worried about whether there was something wrong with the two of them.

Chen Wei put breakfast away, sat at the head of Han Yao's bed, and asked with concern: "Wake up, did Lu Shanmin bully you?"

Han Yao didn't answer, her eyes were blank, staring blankly ahead, as if she hadn't heard Chen Wei's words.

Chen Wei was even more worried, and said: "Yaoyao, don't scare me, what happened, did you quarrel with Lu Shanmin."

Han Yao still didn't answer, Chen Wei took Han Yao's hand, "It's normal for couples to quarrel with each other, you tell me what's going on, I'll help you clean up Lu Shanmin."

This time Han Yao responded, turning her head to look at Chen Wei, "Who is framing Lu Shanmin?"

Chen Wei looked dazed, "Yaoyao, what's wrong with you, who will frame him."

Han Yao's eyes suddenly lit up, and a thick anger appeared on her face, "I understand." After speaking, he quickly got up and got dressed, and rushed out of the dormitory in Chen Wei's puzzled eyes.

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Han Xiaozhou sat in the study, holding the newspaper in his hand, and did not read a word.

Chen Beitian had already told him what happened yesterday in the middle of the night last night, which made him not close his eyes all night. He was very worried, although Han Yao had received an elite education since she was a child, and her psychological quality was much better than that of ordinary girls, but last night it was different.

Russell Juan walked into the study with a cup of coffee, she also didn't sleep well last night, with two dark circles under her eyes and a tired face.

"Drink a cup of coffee to refresh yourself, and only after staying for a while can you have the energy to do ideological work for Yaoyao."

Han Xiaozhou took his wife's hand and sighed, "This ideological work is not easy to do, the little sister has a stinky temper that cares about the front and the back, and this can give us a big problem."

Luo Sujuan's face was also full of worry, "You can't blame the little sister for this, if you want to blame that Lu Shanmin, it's really hateful."

Han Xiaozhou's eyebrows and beard wrinkled into a heap, "Yaoyao is still."

The first time she didn't go home on the weekend, she was determined to fight to the end, and suddenly yesterday's incident happened again, and my little sister was doing her a disservice."

Luo Sujuan said anxiously, "Xiaozhou, is there really no way, a kid from out of town, I don't believe that our Han family can't do anything about him."

Han Xiaozhou wanted to speak and stopped, and said lightly: "Things are not as simple as you think."

"What's complicated, that kid doesn't want to die, you can't blame us, I think the little sister did the right thing, it's just that the way is not hot, if you go out in person, that kid will never come out so easily."

Han Xiaozhou frowned slightly, "Nalan Zijian went to look for the eldest brother last week, but the eldest brother didn't see him, and then he came to me again, and I didn't see him either."

Luo Sujuan didn't understand why her husband suddenly mentioned Nalan Zijian, "Xiaozhou, it's their business to fight life and death, we are Yaoyao's daughter, do you want her to follow in the footsteps of my little sister."

The two were talking when the sound of the door opening was heard outside.

Han Xiaozhou patted Luo Sujuan's hand, "Let's think about how to face Yaoyao's anger first."

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Xiaoxi Lake, on the trail, the willows on both sides of the bank are withered, and the winter color of the garden is cold. Look at the ice all over the ground up close, and look at the trees and snow in the distance.

The cold wind blows, and the snowflakes fly!

A long sigh, loneliness is better than silence, and a cold voice covers the garden.

Nalan Zijian raised his head, and with a long sigh, the hot breath exhaled from his mouth, under the immersion of cold air, turned into a long white mist, which rushed straight into the sky, and then slowly dissipated.

"Young, master, what's wrong with you?" Ah Ying's heart trembled, and her voice trembled.

"Fourteen years, fourteen years of day and night, fourteen years of heart-to-heart care, fourteen years of bits and pieces, fourteen years, you are the only person I trust."

"Young Master"!!

"Heavenly genius, young precocious wisdom, how many people envy, how many people are proud, and how many people know my loneliness."

"Young Master"!

"At the age of twelve, children of the same age were still listening to fairy tales, at the age of twelve, my uncle told me a story, at the age of fourteen, children of the same age were still innocent, and at the age of fourteen, I began to shut myself in the study and continue to write that story. ”

"Young Master"!

"I laugh and scold and be bohemian, I pretend to be crazy and stupid and cautious, my parents don't know me, and my grandfather who loves me the most doesn't know me."

Nalan Zijian lowered his head and turned around, a tear flowed from his eyes, "Only you know me."

"Young Master"! A-Ying's voice choked.

"The only one who knows me and understands me, from youth to youth to now, fourteen spring and autumn, but 、、、、"

"Young master", A-Ying couldn't cry anymore, "You, don't say it."

Nalan Zijian stretched out his hand to support A-Ying's chin and looked at the handsome and beautiful face carefully.

"Don't cry, it won't look good when you cry."

A-Ying clenched her lips, her teeth biting her lips, oozing a trace of bright red blood.

Nalan Zijian stretched out his hand back, bent his index finger to scrape away the tears at the corner of his eyes, and said lightly: "You go"!

Ah Ying knelt on the ground with a puff and splashed snowflakes, "Young Master, I don't know where to go without you."

Nalan Zijian turned around and said lightly: "Go back to where you come from."

Ah Ying grabbed Nalan Zijian's trouser leg tightly with both hands, "Young master, I can't go, you don't even have a person you can trust by your side now, what will you do if I leave."

Nalan Zijian's eyes closed slightly, "A-Ying, if you don't leave, I don't have a person who can be trusted."

"Young Master"!!

"I gave you a chance to change the money, and I also gave myself a chance. How I wish you could change your mind, but, this time, you've touched my bottom line."

After speaking, Nalan Zijian opened his eyes, shook his legs, got rid of A-Ying's hands, tightened the down jacket on his body, and strode away.

Ah Ying looked at the familiar back, and her heart was torn. Twelve-year-old undercover Nalan family, frightened and careful, it was the little boy who looked pink and jade who gave her warmth, gave her a home, he loved her, he trusted her, he was the only person close to her, he regarded her as the most trusted person, fourteen springs, summers, autumns and winters, more than 5,000 days and nights, inseparable, and even forgot that he was an undercover agent.

In the distance, the old man slowly lifted the fishing rod, took a small fish less than an inch long from the hook, and put it into the bucket. muttered: "Everyone betrayed their relatives and left alone, what a poor child."