The family crest of the Murong family is still as beautiful as ever.

Taiwei lost his mind for a moment.

Fourth Master Murong wanted to marry Sun Jiehai, but now that Sun Jiehai is dead, he must be very disappointed, right? If he knew that Sun Jiehai's death was part of her father's plan, he didn't know how he would behave.

Taiwei looked at the carriage downstairs and blinked.

Xue Huaijian on the opposite side, seeing that she was fascinated, also glanced out the window.

"Whose carriage?"

Taiwei retracted his gaze and sighed: "The car is printed with Yulou Chun, which is the Murong family's car." ”

She didn't know how much she sighed today.

It's as if every word you say is wrong.

Xue Huaijian put down his chopsticks and asked slowly, "Aren't you still thinking about Murong Shu?"

Tai sneered: "I don't like him again, what do I think about him?"

Xue Huaijian looked sideways at the window lattice: "Before, on the mountain, you still said that you didn't like me, how do I know if what you are saying now is the truth." ”

Taiwei was helpless: "If I like him, what will I do when I quit my family?"

Xue Huaijian didn't look at her, and said: "Maybe it's because I said I wanted to kill him, and you had to do it as a last resort in order to protect his safety." ”

Taiwei pouted: "You're quite good at making up stories." ”

He turned his face away, and his expression looked unexpectedly serious.

Taiwei couldn't help laughing, shook her head and said, "Okay, I won't tease you." ”

"I've only been watching it for a long time, but I'm actually just looking at the jade spring on Murong's car. ”

She lifted a chopstick, dipped it in the cup of tea, and in a blink of an eye, she sketched a flower on the table.

The water shines, and it seems that the flower is not what it looks like.

But flowers are flowers, and no matter what kind of ghost they are drawn, they are easy to recognize.

The essence is here, and everything is not a problem.

Taiwei poked it with the tip of the chopsticks, lowered her eyes and said, "Do you know what I thought of when I looked at it?"

Xue Huaijian frowned: "Yulou Spring, White Snow Tower......"

"You're thinking of slashing. He said without hesitation.

Taiwei nodded, talking to smart people, it's always that simple.

She raised her eyes to look at him, and said, "Why is the umbrella that never leaves her hand full of peonies?"

"The Murong family uses peony as the family crest because of the four words Murong in Luoyi, what about you?"

An umbrella, just painted with peony flowers, is not unusual.

But the umbrella in his hand has never been changed to other tricks.

Persistence for years is paranoia.

Taiwei looked at him.

There was wind blowing in through the window.

Xue Huaijian stretched out his hand to hold his chin, tilted his head slightly, as if in a daze, and said after a while: "I don't know." ”

Others think he's weird, but he's not.

The umbrella, the flowers, nothing was right.

But what's the use......

He looked at Taiwei and said softly: "Are you suspicious, the origin of my life that I don't remember has something to do with Luoyi?"

Tai Wei bowed his head and said: "Luoyi peony, famous all over the world, since you care so much about the patterns on that umbrella, maybe it is really related to Luoyi." ”

Xue Huaijian looked at her and smiled lightly: "Although Luoyi peony is outstanding, it is not that you can't see it anywhere else." But ......"

He paused, as if remembering something disappointing: "I did send someone to Luoyi to investigate. ”

Taiwei didn't speak.

She already knew the result from the look in his eyes.

"People who have lost their children are all wrong. ”

After he finished speaking, he slowly sat up straight: "Perhaps, the people I want to find have already died." ”

is dead, and naturally no one is looking for any missing children.

Otherwise, for so many years, no one has come to him, for what?

Is it because they don't want him at all?

So, whether he lives or dies, no one cares.

Raising the teacup and taking a sip of tea, Xue Huaijian stood up from the chair: "Let's go, I'll send you back." ”

Taiwei also stood up.

The two walked downstairs and stood in the alley, when they suddenly saw a bare tree.

This tree is not young, but it grows big and tall.

If it weren't for the cold weather, the leaves would have fallen clean, and it would have looked even more amazing.

Taiwei looked at it carefully, and suddenly remembered the little beggar's second treasure.

The tree where they had met seemed to grow so strong.

She stood still and thought for a moment and said, "I still have somewhere to go, so you don't have to send me." ”

It was difficult to get out, and the coachman was also driven back to the house by her, so she might as well go and take a look at Erbao. For the Chinese New Year, you should give some silver so that the children can have a good meal.

She reached out and patted the trunk of the tree beside her.

It's cold and rough.

It's a pain in the hand.

Xue Huaijian didn't say a word.

Taiwei's heart was a little up and down.

"I'm leaving......"

He remained silent.

Taiwei took a few steps forward, and when she turned around, he was still standing where he was, leaning against the tree, looking at her.

Neither departed, nor stopped her.

Somehow, Taiwei suddenly remembered herself last night.

When Master was leaving, she seemed to be like this.

While thinking, Taiwei took two more steps away.

But the mouth of the alley was already close in front of her, but her feet suddenly couldn't take a step.

She turned her head helplessly and found that Xue Huaijian was still standing there.

He just looked at her back, getting farther and farther away from him...... Poor one, how can there be a little chilling commanding appearance?

Taiwei gritted her teeth.

This bastard.

It must have been on purpose!

But thinking like this in her heart, she couldn't help but retreat.

Walking under the tree, she stood on tiptoe, held his cheek, and kissed him: "I swear, if I don't say anything more, it will be indefinite." ”

Xue Huaijian looked down at her: "In broad daylight, you are not afraid of being seen." ”

Taiwei took a step back: "There is not a single ghost, are you afraid?"

He stretched out his hand and pulled her back in front of him.

Taiwei touched his face: "Go back quickly, you just didn't sleep well, let's make up for sleep." ”

Xue Huaijian sighed softly.

Taiwei withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "I know, my complexion is only half a pound or eight taels like you, there is no reason to talk about you." ”

After seeing Erbao, she will also go back to make up for sleep.

As planned, Taiwei went to the place where Erbao stayed on weekdays.

But she didn't want to be completely sleepy as soon as she entered the door, and woke up vigilantly.

The crooked statue of the Bodhisattva not far away has been straightened.

But it was empty, not a little inhabited, and it was completely different from what she had seen when she came back.

This place, which was originally dilapidated but still neat, has become a mess.

The ground was full of dead leaves that had been blown in by the strong wind, and a thick layer had accumulated, as if no one had cleaned them for a long time.

Taiwei looked at the statue of the Bodhisattva and narrowed his eyes.

Something isn't quite right.

Erbao with a few children younger than him, where can he go?

It was not easy for them to find such a place to settle down.

- Suddenly, there were several very soft footsteps behind him.

Taiwei immediately became distracted, and was about to have a seizure, when she heard a familiar boy's voice.

"Miss Mo......"