Su Ziyu felt that Zhu Ling's eyes on her did not look like he was looking at a stranger, especially when he asked for a person's name as soon as he opened his mouth - Ruan Tingjun.

Zhu Ling paused, but still ignored Su Ziyu and stubbornly crawled towards the straw.

Su Ziyu pursed his lips and said, "Who do you think I look like? Ruan Tingjun or ...... Ruan Hanyan?"

"Shut up!" Zhu Ling shouted angrily!

The sudden roar, coupled with his hideous expression, really made Su Ziyu shrink subconsciously.

Looking at Su Ziyu's clenched hands, pale face, and bloodless lips biting, Zhu Ling regretted his attitude just now, this was just a little girl, what did he scare her for.

Zhu Ling sighed and said, "Don't talk nonsense, having a relationship with the Ruan family will kill you." ”

Seeing that Zhu Ling's attitude was relaxed, Su Ziyu hurriedly stepped forward and approached the wooden fence and asked, "Am I really like the Ruan family?"

When the words fell, Su Ziyu thought about the rouge on his face again, and hurriedly wiped his face clean with his sleeve, and then continued to ask, "Is it similar?"

When Zhu Ling heard this, he crawled towards Su Ziyu, Su Ziyu saw that his arm passed through the fence and wanted to help him up, but Zhu Ling shrank back, and then lowered his head and said with some surprise: "Don't ...... Don't touch me, dirty...... Dirty!"

Where would Su Ziyu mind this, he just sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to help Zhu Ling up, and let him sit against the fence.

Su Ziyu saw that Zhu Ling was a little embarrassed, so he said: "You are an old guest, I am a newcomer, everyone is also in prison, look at my appearance, how much better can I be?"

Zhu Ling heard Su Ziyu say this, so he slowly raised his head and looked at her again, the candle in the cell was too dim, he couldn't see it really, but it was this inauthenticity that made him feel that Su Ziyu in front of him was the eldest lady of the Ruan family that he was thinking about.

Zhu Ling pursed his lips and said, "You...... Could you please come closer, let me ...... Let me take a closer look. ”

Su Ziyu did not hesitate, brushed the broken hair on his face, and squatted down to face Zhu Ling.

When Zhu Ling saw this familiar face, he actually had the illusion of being in a different world.

"Brother Ling, are you good at reading Yan'er's paintings?"

"Brother Ling, why are you fighting with your father again?"

"Brother Ling's Yan'er has an intention. ”

"Brother Ling, do you think he will come back to me?"

"Brother Ling, run, run, run, leave me alone, run!"

Brother Ling, Brother Ling, that voice of Brother Ling echoed in Zhu Ling's mind, beating his soul and hitting his heart.

"Miss, Miss!" Zhu Ling looked a little excited, he tried hard to raise his arm, wanting to touch Su Ziyu in front of him, but because his arms had already been broken many times, he couldn't lift it at all.

Su Ziyu stretched out his hand and pressed Zhu Ling's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "You calm down, you can see clearly, I am not the eldest lady in your mouth, I am Su Ziyu." ”

Zhu Ling took a big breath like a stranded fish, and after a long time, he stabilized his mind, and asked in a trembling voice: "What is your mother's name?"

Su Ziyu looked at Zhu Ling and said, "My mother's surname is Yuan, and her single name is a glass character." ”

Yuan Li.

"What did you say?!" Zhu Ling almost screamed in surprise, and the sudden excitement made Su Ziyu couldn't help but be a little guarded.

Zhu Ling asked excitedly and repeatedly, "What did you say? What is your mother's name?"