"You take care of the rest of the matter, I'll go first. ”

Luo Jiuxia was depressed, and the company's affairs were directly handed over to Su Han, and he took a taxi back to the villa.

"Come back so soon?" Gu Tingjiao has been working from home in the past few days in order to take care of Luo Jiuxia's emotions, "Is there an accident in the company?"

Luo Jiuxia shook his head, "I'm just upset, I'll come back first." ”

Attached to the railing of the balcony, the sun did not feel warm on her body, she closed her eyes, and Liu Tianrui was all in front of her.

Familiar, really familiar.

"What are you thinking?" Gu Tingjiao brought a glass of hot milk over, "Look at your lack of interest." ”

Luo Jiuxia took it, drank most of the cup, and the cup was rotated in his hand: "I must have seen Liu Tianrui, I'm sure." ”

Ever since he saw the photo of Liu Tianrui when he was young, Luo Jiuxia has been muttering this sentence in his mouth.

Gu Tingjiao only thought that she was under too much pressure, and comforted softly: "I will definitely remember it, don't be too anxious." ”

It's just that the clues on Liu Tianrui's side have been broken, and Luo Jiuxia can only continue to follow this line now.

"We can try hypnosis. Luo Jiuxia was desperate and proposed: "Deep hypnosis, I may be able to remember what happened when I was a child." ”

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Tingjiao directly refused: "Hypnosis can also remind you of your negative emotions, I don't agree." ”

At the moment, there is only one way, and it was vetoed by Gu Tingjiao.

Luo Jiuxia lay lazily on the railing.

If Liu Tianrui's matter hadn't been revealed, she wouldn't have been so eager to investigate.

It's just that Liu Tianrui's matter has been torn apart, and seeing that there are already traces to follow, she will definitely not give up.

"Our family Xia Xia misses her mother. Gu Tingjiao rubbed the top of Luo Jiuxia's head and smiled softly, "Why don't we go and see my mother?"

Huo Lanchu's tomb, Gu Tingjiao sent people to clean it every day.

However, Luo Jiuxia was a little timid when she mentioned this, she shook her head, and her voice became more and more dull, "I haven't investigated anything, I don't, I want to see it." ”

There was a pause.

Mom, I didn't find the information of the bad guys, although I miss you very much, but I don't dare to see you, I don't have the guts.

Luo Jiuxia lowered his head, and his mood became heavier and heavier.

There is a small attic upstairs, which is the place where Gu Tingjiao specially packed out and put Huo Lanchu's relics, and the things used are all placed in it, if Luo Jiuxia wants Huo Lanchu, he will go up and take a look.

Luo Jiuxia's nose twitched, and he said in a muffled voice: "I want to go to the attic." ”

"Good. Gu Tingjiao smiled indulgently, "Let's go up now." ”

During her lifetime, she was a jewelry designer, and most of the relics she left behind were also sketches.

Huo Lanchu didn't like to take pictures, and he didn't leave a few photos for Luo Jiuxia to miss.

The small album was touched out by Luo Jiuxia, she carefully dusted off the dust on it, and her subordinates began to open it.

The album carries too many feelings of Luo Jiuxia.

Gu Tingjiao just sat on the side with Luo Jiuxia, without interfering or bothering her.

Time seems to favor the two of them, and the flow is extremely gentle.

"It was so hard for me to come up with this album at that time. Luo Jiuxia flipped through the pages one by one, chatting with Gu Tingjiao without a match.

The sketch is a bit hasty, but you can still see some spirituality, Huo Lan was a top designer when he was alive, and there are still many people who want to take this album after his death.

Luo Jiuxia's voice was much softer, "After my mother died, these albums were kept in Luo Weiming's hands, and I spent a lot of effort to get them back." ”

Usually Luo Jiuxia doesn't say it, Gu Tingjiao can also understand how persistent she is about it.

Gu Tingjiao sat aside and patted her shoulder, "In the future, the two of us will face it, so you don't have to work so hard." ”

Luo Jiuxia's subordinates didn't stop flipping through the album, turned over a page of beautifully illustrated design, and put it in front of Gu Tingjiao in a blink of an eye, "The album at the back, when my mother designed it, she said that it would be a gift for me when I got married." ”

First there are rings, then necklaces, and stud earrings and bracelets. Each piece looks simple and plain, and if you look closely, you can find that the generosity and magnificence are all hidden in the details.

Even Gu Tingjiao couldn't help but sigh, "This design is really exquisite, no wonder it is a top designer." ”

The more he turned back, the more Gu Tingjiao saw that something was wrong, he had always been observant, pointed to the numbers in the mezzanine, and asked, "What does this mean?"

Huo Lanchu's album is also carefully customized, each album has a different pattern, she gently explained: "It's like each sketch has a different life." ”

In fact, this is also some small designs made by Huo Lanchu in order to distinguish the mood, just like the one Luo Jiuxia is holding in his hand now, and the style of the whole album is more gentle.

The numbers are also made of flowers, and if you don't look carefully, they look like small flower vines mixed in the pattern of the paper.

Only then did Luo Jiuxia notice, and she exclaimed, "My mother is used to numbering manuscripts every time she draws them, and the number of each manuscript is different. ”

As he spoke, he began to look for the corresponding notebook in the cardboard box, and Luo Jiuxia knew Huo Lanchu's habits too well.

"As long as my mother draws the design draft, the events of the day will definitely be recorded, so that the mood of the day will be recorded, and the state of the day will be quickly found when the draft is revised later. ”

However, the usual number is the date.

There were several zeros mixed in the number this time, and Luo Jiuxia couldn't guess for a while.

After rummaging through the cardboard box and not finding the notebook, Luo Jiuxia suddenly rang, "I took my mother's notebook to our bedroom some time ago, I'll go down and get it first." ”

Luo Jiuxia was too emotional, Gu Tingjiao grabbed her wrist, dragged her into his arms, and transferred the inner line to Xuan Miao, "A cardboard box on the bedside table in the bedroom, there is no shortage of things in it, move it to the attic." ”

Finally finding a clue, Luo Jiuxia paced back and forth in the room, "If you find the notebook, you may be able to know what happened that day, and it may be related to Liu Tianrui." ”

In the attic, Gu Tingjiao ordered not to enter, and Xuan Miao put the cardboard box at the door and left.

As soon as Gu Tingjiao brought the cardboard box in, Luo Jiuxia hurriedly leaned over, put the box on the ground and began to look for it.

The notebook is kraft paper, which has been yellowed and brittle for more than so many years, and with Luo Jiuxia's flipping, a small pile of confetti fell down.

Luo Jiuxia put all the notebooks in front of him, "The notebooks are all here, I will definitely be able to find them." ”

Remembering the number clearly, Gu Tingjiao also began to help find it.

The dust was flying, Luo Jiuxia looked very seriously, and the more he walked back, the more his brows wrinkled.