"Entrusted by people, the matter of loyalty ......" Lan Xuemu repeated Qiu Yingsheng's words, repeating them constantly, she only felt that her mind was suddenly blank, Qiu Yingsheng's words were like a whirlwind circling in her mind, cutting out her brain. "Why is this happening...... Brother Yingsheng, can you tell me!" Lan Xue called Qiu Yingsheng to turn her head sideways, and suddenly found that there was no one around her...... Lan Xue turned around lonely, and at the same time, the door of the room was pushed open, and Xu Duhang strode in.

"Little guy, you said you wanted to help me sort out some things, but I didn't expect it to be sorted out so quickly. If I had known, I would have been waiting for you here. Xu Duhang said as he approached Lan Xue with a smile. Lan Xue looked at Xu Duhang's face, looking at it very seriously, the closer he got to him, the more severe the pain in his head became......

The lost memory clearly tells Lan Xue now that she can no longer forget the day eight years after she was separated from Qiu Ruoyu. On that day, she had imagined that Qiu Ruoyu would return to her with the initial smile, and nothing would change except time. It's a pity that everything was wrong from the beginning of my own fantasy...... On the day he returned home eight years later, he stepped out of the car, dressed in a crisp white suit, his strong bow tie that seemed to reflect the light, and the sound of his shiny black leather shoes hitting the ground was a little harsh. He smiled, and this smile was no longer as soft and warm as when he was a child, but eerily chilling. It was at that time that the person who followed Qiu Ruoyu, compared to the piercing voice and shuddering smile, the Japanese in the Japanese military uniform, the moment he saw his face, his eight-year expectations were completely shattered and turned into a joke.

"Hello beautiful lady, I'm Jun Kurosawa. It's a friend of Ruo Yujun. This was the first thing Kurosawa said to herself, and the tone was exactly the same as the tone she had spoken to her when she had trusted Xu Duhang since she was a child, and she whispered to her "little guy...... Lan Xue quietly watched Xu Duhang approach her step by step, such a scene was exactly the same as the Japanese wearing a Japanese military uniform at that time smiling and walking towards her step by step behind Qiu Ruoyu...... Gradually, Kurosawa Jun and Xu Duhang began to alternate in front of Lan Xue's eyes, and she couldn't tell whether the person who was walking towards her at this moment was Xu Duhang or Kurosawa Jun......

A faint layer of temperature slowly covered Lan Xue's shoulders, and at that moment, Lan Xue seemed to suddenly understand what Qiu Yingsheng meant by "involuntarily and repeatedly". After reincarnation, everything has changed, nothing has changed. Ye Xuechen and Kurosawa Jun both have new names and new lives. But after all, Ye Xuechen is Lan Xue, and Xu Duhang is Kurosawa Jun...... Hanging her head helplessly, Lan Xue raised her head and looked at Xu Duhang beside her, with a seemingly casual smile on her face, "It can be said that I have sorted out everything, or it can also be said that ...... I was kicked out. Lan Xue naturally accepted the faint temperature on her shoulders, and the moment the smile on her face was inadvertently wiped away, she said lightly: "Brother Twilight, I've been waiting for you...... Take me home. ”

After listening to Lan Xue's words, Duan Yehan was silent for a long time, and he gradually lowered the hand on Lan Xue's shoulder and walked to the opposite side of Lan Xue. The moment he looked at Lan Xue, Xu Duhang's face was completely devoid of the smile he had when he first entered the door, "Little guy, you know very well that I am not a person who comes and goes when called. Why do you think I'm going to obey you again and again? Just before I received a call from Sun Xiaolin, I had been thinking about this question...... "This question is not difficult. Lan Xue replied lightly, "Because, big tree." ”

Lan Xue's words made Xu Duhang's original aggressive momentum gradually soften......

"When you were a kid, your favorite thing was the little wildflowers that you couldn't name, and you said they were cute and small. But they are also pitiful, because the precious flowers live in beautiful flower shops, but they do not have a beautiful house to shelter them from the wind and rain...... But now you see, in the grass just under the window, there is a tall tree, and under the tree is full of all kinds of little wildflowers that you like. They can bloom happily and freely, because the tree will always guard them, shelter them from the wind and rain......," Xu Duhang recalled the day in the hospital. At that time, he was sinking into the cloth and waiting for Lan Xue to come over, he hoped to walk into this trap, and he could only be seen alone in Lan Xue's world. At that time, he learned how the big tree used the crown to shade the flowers under the tree and shelter from the rain, raised his palm and parked it above Lan Xue's head, "Xu Duhang is your big tree, no matter what happens, he will shelter you from the wind and rain......"

"Yes, I am your tree, and I will always shelter you from the wind and rain...... Little guy, shouldn't I be happy......" Xu Duhang smiled bitterly and half-squatted down, "What I said, you will also take it to heart." Lan Xue just smiled faintly and responded calmly, "It's not just what you said, it's the thoughts you spent on me...... Every bit of it, I will keep it in my heart...... Now, I want to go home. ”

Lan Xue was pushed by Xu Duhang, slowly, and gradually moved away from the Duan family with the trajectory under the wheelchair. Lan Xue knew that Xu Duhang had deliberately slowed down his pace, and he wanted to remember for himself this feeling of being far away little by little, and becoming irrelevant little by little. Compared with leaving happily, the feeling of "dragging mud and water" is indeed more heart-wrenching...... Approaching the gate of the courtyard, Lan Xue couldn't help but turn her head to look up at a glass window on the second floor, a long, long time ago, she also looked back at someone's study like this......

"This subordinate has unclean hands and feet, so he kicked her out for me. Looking back on this sentence now, Lan Xue is still an unbearable heartache. For her now, this sentence is no longer a simple "line" in the "story" that Qiu Yingsheng said to herself, but a nightmare that is really lingering in her ears......

On the day he left Qiu's Mansion, he walked slowly like this, then stopped, put down the box in his hand, opened it slowly, took out a somewhat old paper kite, wrapped it around the pillar, and then looked back at Qiu Ruoyu's study. The window was open, and Qiu Ruoyu stood there staring at himself intently, as if the prison officer must witness the prisoner's head fall to the ground before he would give up. Turning around, he looked at the kite wrapped around the pillar and smiled and said, "Brother Ruoyu, goodbye." Then, leave......

From a long distance, Lan Xue could only see Duan Yehan's side face through the glass window, as for what kind of expression would be on that face, Lan Xue couldn't see clearly, and she didn't expect to be able to see it clearly. Compared to Qiu Ruoyu's cold gaze when he looked at him once upon a time, Duan Yehan didn't look at him head-on, but Lan Xue knew that when his face was reflected in his afterglow, he must be the same as himself at this moment, faintly heartache.

Lan Xue curled the corners of her mouth slightly, at this moment she felt that she should give herself such a smile, even if this smile was barely squeezed out, but at least she should be smiling now. Compared to a complete "defeat", he is not considered to have lost, which is worth showing a "celebrating" smile. From now on, as long as Duan Yehan saw Zhou Lin's face, he would think of himself, he would fall into endless grudges because Zhou Lin was hurt by a person named Lan Xue, and be hated little by little in endless hatred until he was completely desperate. He will definitely remember in his heart, the person who led him into helplessness and despair, called Lan Xue. Day after day, he would hate this man named Lan Xue to the core...... The guilt of Zhou Lin, the disappointment in himself, and the hatred that follows him, he will become exactly the same as himself in the future, Lan Xue doesn't know if she has won, but she knows that she has destroyed her opponent as she wished...... At the moment, there should be nothing happier than this......

Lan Xue looked at the face that couldn't see the expression clearly, the person she was looking at was Qiu Ruoyu who taught her what pain was, Zuo Chen who taught her what joy was, and Duan Yehan who taught her what hatred was...... There will be no one who guards himself with his life like him, and there should be no one who hates himself with his life like him...... This is destined to be an unresponsive gaze, looking at the distant and unfathomable side face, Lan Xue can't help but think of the little boy who slept on the beach for a long time......

I didn't dare to wake him, just sat down next to him slowly. As soon as he sat down, the little boy immediately opened his eyes and startled himself. The wind was strong, and the little boy got up and took off his coat and draped it over himself. "Thank you" took off his red hat and put it on his head, "Brother Xiaochen, what is your name?

Suddenly a gust of wind blew away the hat on his head, and he hurried to chase after her, and she was running, when suddenly a wave swept her in. He ran over as fast as he could, without thinking about anything, and jumped into the sea desperately to hold himself...... In order to save himself, he lost the bracelet he had been carrying, so he accompanied him to look for it...... "Brother Xiaochen, I found it!" He looked down at the crystal bead and whispered, "My name is Zuo Chen." This was the first thing Zuo Chen said to himself......

Zuo Chen, goodbye. Lan Xue silently read this sentence in her heart, smiled lightly and slowly turned around, with the traces of continuing to move forward, no longer looking at the person behind the distant glass window, will there be a moment to stay on her body......