In the letter of Jeronimis, when the fifth summer saw the words "your mother", it was like taking a hot potato, and threw it aside.

What is "your mother", she, the fifth summer, how can there be a mother?

Who in this world would not have a mother?

She, the fifth summer, just didn't.

She doesn't remember, she doesn't wonder.

She wasn't interested, and she didn't want to remember.

What Jerónimis thought the Fifth Summer was most likely to care about did not exist in the memory of the Fifth Summer at this time.

At the beginning of this handwritten letter, Fifth Xia understood that Yellowniemis did not see her as a responsibility and burden that could not be abandoned, nor was he an endless dislike for her.

Yellowniemis didn't want to "infect" his curse to the Fifth Summer.

But so what?

Hieronimis thought that Fifth Summer would know a lot about his childhood.

Between the facts and the thoughts, there is an insurmountable "assumption".

The memories before the age of four were completely forgotten in the fifth summer, and until now, there is no sign of reopening.

The memory of the fifth summer began with a pair of bloody hands.

She woke up from the endless darkness, she was in pain, but she didn't know why it hurt.

Fifth Summer didn't have amnesia, she just had a lot of imagination like a normal four-year-old.

Other four-year-olds will imagine that the toy cars and rag dolls in their hands are real.

The fifth summer will imagine that the injury on his hand is fake, nothing has happened, and the world is still so beautiful.

Imagine, imagine, that Fifth Summer really forgot about his fleshy hands, and all the things that happened before.

Fifth Summer stored that memory in the highest-level safe, poured a thick layer of 502 glue, and built a thick reinforced concrete wall.

The impregnable walls that can't be pierced by cannonballs can be dissolved at the beginning of a letter.

Yellowniemis didn't mention the name Fifth Qiwen in the letter, not to mention that Fifth Xia didn't finish reading the letter, even if he did, he didn't even know which name the word mother corresponded to.

Nor did Teronimisus say in the letter that his initial indifference to Fifth Summer was due to the fact that he had poured too much into Fifth Qiwen's master-apprentice affection, and that he had the last glimmer of hope for Fifth Summer's winemaking talent.

There are so many things that should be said clearly, but I didn't make it clear, so I said that I was happy to go to hell, and then I was even happier that the fifth summer saw this letter.

What's there to be happy about here?

Fifth Summer, who grew up in an extremely indifferent environment, didn't know how she was going to deal with the letter that Jeronymis left her.

More than anyone else, she wants to reconcile with the past.

Who would want to carry a cold childhood?

Fifth Summer wished her memories could start at the age of 13, but she remembered so many years of darkness and indifference.

She didn't know how to vent her feelings, and she didn't know how to reconcile with Jeronymis spiritually.

Should she cry?

Should she be moved?

Or, continue to resist?

She had no idea what kind of mood she should use to face a half-read letter.

What should I do?

Is it kept, or is it burned?

In the subconscious of the fifth summer, she didn't think of her childhood at all.

A person who is stimulated to seal the entire memory wants to re-explode his flesh and blood memories because of the beginning of a letter, and then carefully rummage through them?

Say that he is afraid that his curse will bring bad luck to the fifth summer.

But what kind of bad luck would be more devastating than leaving a four-year-old child to fend for himself?

Fifth, Xia doesn't think of himself as such an irrational person.

But, why, she had an urge to cry.

This feeling is too inexplicable?

When Jerónimis died, she didn't feel the slightest urge to cry.

Now at this time, I just read a few crooked words, just here sad spring and autumn?

Who gave her the right to this?

Who gave her the qualifications?

Before returning to Scotland, she also told Wenyi that she wanted to come back by herself, face the past, let go of everything, and say goodbye to the past.

But why should she face the past?

She clearly knows that she has to face darkness, and she knows that she can't let such darkness block the light of literature and art.

But why did she come to see it herself?

Why is all this going on?

It's not a fifth summer.

The real fifth summer, it has been many years, and I haven't forced myself.

Fifth Summer casually opened a whisky barrel in the castle warehouse and drank the high-concentration raw liquor in it as water.

When she was young, she did this when she couldn't find water to drink or anything to eat.

If the person who did this was Lou Shang, with Lou Shang's drinking, he would have died long ago before starving to death.

But the fifth summer, which has done this more than once, has nothing to do at all.

Although she didn't remember, didn't know, didn't admit it, she completely inherited the amount of alcohol that the fifth Qiwen had.

She's going to get herself drunk, and then she's going to burn the thick family tree that has nothing to do with her.

Fifth Xia is a little incomprehensible, sober himself, why can't he do this.

Genealogy. Handwritten letters. Coroner's Death Report.

What did Jeronimis leave her?

Is it necessary for her, a person with a foreign surname, who has never belonged to the Brunschweig distillery, to be responsible for the continuation of the Brunschweig family, which has been passed down for 500 years?

What even Teronimis herself can't do, will she, a foreigner who has been treated coldly for 19 years, have such a responsibility?

The most incomprehensible thing about Fifth Summer is why Jerónimis would leave all his possessions to her.

Don't you know how terrible your assets are?

Not the terrible of the massive, but the terrible of the complex.

Among these legacies, there are positive assets and negative assets.

More than 600 barrels of whisky are genuine assets, but the castle where the distillery is located has been mortgaged.

There are also many foreign debts that were owed when they wanted to restart the distillery.

And what a strange trust fund that the fifth summer did not know what the conditions for receiving were.

It seems that the inheritance is very rich, and no matter how it is, it has left a lot of things for the fifth summer.

But the premise of the fifth summer inheritance of these inheritances is that a huge inheritance tax must be paid.

The law allows her to sell the contents of her estate to raise the inheritance tax, but she must pay it within six months.

Fifth Xia's first reaction at that time was to directly refuse.

Love whoever you want.

However, this thing is too big.

The demise of a five-hundred-year-old whisky family, all sorts of big headlines.

The lawyer of the Brunschweig family, after the death of Jeronis, found the fifth summer and announced the will.

It was under such circumstances that Wenyi knew that Fifth Summer had inherited a whisky that could hold 100,000 bottles.

Whisky that is not recognized by the Scotch Whisky Association and cannot be promoted in the European and American markets.

If these whiskeys can be cashed out within half a year, the fifth summer will be able to pay the inheritance tax and take down the last heir of the Brünsweig family, leaving her "the whole" Brunschweig distillery.

But why did she tie herself to the fate of the Brunschweig family?

She has been on her own since she was 13 years old, and she has had nothing to do with this dilapidated castle, this closed winery, since nine years ago.

Why did she come back here, back to this place where she had never had good memories?

Doesn't she only care about a handful of people?

Doesn't she just do what she wants to do?

Doesn't she mind, what the world thinks of her?

The fifth summer drinks the original whiskey like a desert walker encountering an oasis.

As soon as she gets drunk, she forgets a lot of things she doesn't want to remember.

However, why, she drinks so well that she can drink all the time, but she will not get completely drunk.

…………………………

Lou Shang was very obedient.

He just lay on the bed without eating, drinking, or sleeping, waiting for Shuai Ge to come over from China.

Although Shuai Ge had already bought the nearest international flight, after arriving in Scotland, he took the fastest helicopter directly to Islay.

A full 24 hours passed.

"I've told you, the premonition is like a bladder that is about to explode, the memory is released, and there is nothing to feel, you don't listen. Shuai Ge helped Lou Shang up and poured him a glass of water.

Obviously, Shuai Ge misunderstood.

He thought that after Lou Shang went to Islay Island to look around, he found that the fifth Xia was not his sister Lou Xia at all, and everything collapsed on the spot.

"Shuai Ge, she, that's, Lou Xia. Lou Shang's voice was a little hoarse and his eyes were a little foggy, but his consciousness was still clear.

Lou Shang seemed to mumble to himself: "She, that is, my sister." ”

Shuai Ge opened his mouth, and for a while, even the first brother of the joker didn't know how to answer.

What is this?

Ye Gong is a good dragon?

Every day I say that I want to find my sister, but I really found it, and now I look like I'm going to die?

"You get up for me, are you looking like you should find your sister? I don't know, I still think you're dead sister......" Shuai Ge was very angry, and he couldn't control his temper.

The handsome agent is distressed about the current appearance of his artists, but his words of distress have always been a bit different.

In addition, he has a great prejudice against the word "sister" recently, and the last sentence blurted out like this.

Before he finished speaking, Shuai Ge regretted it.

He realized that he was quick to speak, and he had already spoken.

"Shuaige, I'm dead, Mom. Lou Shang's tone sounded calm, but the whole person exuded endless sadness.

True sadness, words can't express one in a million.

“……”

Shuai Ge can always make Lou Shang speechless.

This is the first time, he has been told by Lou Shang twice in a row that he has no ability to respond verbally.

Shuai Ge didn't say anything for a full minute.

After a long silence, Shuai Ge broke the dead silence.

"You've found your sister, why don't you get up quickly, wash your thin face, and go to recognize your sister. You shouldn't have come out of the scene of another car accident, right? Just say that Ben Shuai will come with you, accompany you, and you still have to come by yourself? Now you see it? You don't have Ben Shuai, you can't do it at all. ”

Avoiding the important is light, taking care of the left and right, he is the basic skill of a talk show anchor.

"I, indeed. ”

"You're still not a man, you can even take this kind of thing. ”

Shuai Ge reached out to Lou Shang's forehead, probed his body temperature, and found that his palms were not hot, so he let go of his heart a little, and then checked Lou Shang "back and forth, up and down".

Shuai Ge has wanted to seriously check his artists for a long time, but the artists have never cooperated like this.

Shuai Ge is fat, his strength is not as big as Lou Shang, and he is not as fast as Lou Shang.

With a tonnage of 340 catties, it is not easy to chase after Lou Shang for inspection.

Shuai Ge did it on purpose, he just wanted to stimulate Lou Shang and make him get up from the bed quickly.

When he first arrived, Shuai Ge had already asked the owner of the Lochindaal Hotel what was going on with Lou Shang.

Fan Lao had already called the owner of the hotel, saying that his apprentice had never gone abroad, and if there was anything, please take care of the boss.

The boss told Shuai Ge that Lou Shang went out to inquire about the news as soon as he finished checking in, and when he came back after most of the day, he locked himself in the room directly, and never came out at all.

didn't order food, didn't go out again, the people in the store knocked on the door, and Lou Shang would only say, "It's okay, no, thank you." ”

Shuai is more than the earth's Zhiduoxing, and there are no tricks.

Is the dumped brother planning to give up on himself?

How does this seem a thousand times sadder than knowing you have Stockholm syndrome?

Shuai Ge thought about it, and finally put away all his usual stimulating words: "You get up and eat something, I asked the chef to make oatmeal, you go down and eat a little, isn't there a sister waiting for you to recognize?"

Lou Shang raised his eyes to look at Shuai Ge, shocking and sad, empty and profound.

Because I haven't closed my eyes for a long time, my eyes are a little bloodshot.

"Shuai Ge, I, can't, and Lou Xia recognize each other. ”

"You girl......" Shuai Ge made a start, but he couldn't say a word to adjust the atmosphere, and he couldn't find a word to adjust the atmosphere.

"Shuaige, do you know? I can't, I can't, let Lou Xia think of me. ”

"Shuaige, what do you think I'm going to do? ”

Lou Shang collapsed very completely.

Confused, sad, hopeless.

It is also thanks to the fact that in the past few years that he has lived with Fan Lao, his psychology has become relatively sound and he knows how to express his emotions.

If you do this on your own, you will definitely suffer more serious injuries than Stockholm syndrome.

"You are a wine technician and a wine-making laborer, what can you do with your emotional intelligence? ”

Shuai Ge took the pile of old newspapers that Lou Shang was dragging in his hand, dragged him up from the bed, and pushed out the door: "You go down and drink the oatmeal, and give the rest to Ben Shuai." ”

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