Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Woman with a Missing Face

Although his vision was a little blurry at night, Dongfang Siyu could still see the vision in front of him, a large manor.

I don't know what Jun did to see the gate of the manor slowly open, and the car drove in, and the scenery inside was very monotonous, just endless grass, and some intersecting paths.

The road stretched inward, as if there was no end, and the car drove for a long time before slowly revealing the buildings inside.

A small pure white building, surrounded by guardrails, nothing special, and the scene behind the house is not real.

But for some reason, it made Dongfang Siyou's heart feel a little strange.

The car stopped in front of the small building, Jun took her hand and walked in, Dongfang Siyou watched him fumble under the vase at the door, and then took out a key from below.

"Aren't you afraid of thieves?" she asked jokingly, never to see anyone put the key so carelessly.

"No," Jun took her by the hand and opened the door with the other, probably because of the dim light at night, and it took a while for the door to be opened.

With the snap of the switch, the room lit up, and when he saw the scene inside, Dongfang Siyou couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

No wonder he dared to say so sure that no, just the appearance of this family, the thief might come and leave something sympathetically before leaving.

Indeed, there was nothing in the room and it was empty.

Jun Chu led her and continued to walk upstairs, Dongfang Siyou didn't ask what she was doing, she followed him, she always trusted this man inexplicably.

"Here we are," Jun pulled her to a halt in front of a room.

When she opened the door and walked in, it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything, she could only hear the steady breathing of the man next to her.

"Wait a minute," he said, letting go of her hand, and in about three seconds, the whole room lit up.

This kind of brightness is not the same as the one below just now, but a warm yellow light, which illuminates the whole room unusually warm.

Looking at the things in the room, Dongfang Siyou only felt that her feet were rooted, and she couldn't take a single step, and her heart was shocked that only she knew.

Surrounded by wooden shelves, on which large and small scrolls were placed, she looked at them one by one.

The first is a teenager and a girl, the girl looks up at the young man in front of her with glass-like eyes and obvious doubt, while the young man has a serious face and thin lips pursed.

She noticed two lines in the lower left corner of the drawing, but they were a little yellowed and she had to get closer to see them.

"Little brother, is this your home?"

"Hmm. ”

Seeing the words on it clearly, Dongfang Siyou's heart trembled, and he vaguely guessed something.

The second picture is still a boy and a girl, but the difference is that the boy and girl in this one look a little embarrassed, they are sitting next to a big rock, the girl looks anxious, her delicate little face is covered with tears, and the boy gently raises his hand to wipe it for her.

In the lower left corner of the scroll are still two lines of yellowed characters.

Youyou, is it good to marry a little brother when you grow up?

Okay, that little brother should remember to marry me when I grow up.

Seeing this, Dongfang Siyou only felt that his eyes were hot, his vision gradually became blurred, and the memories hidden in his heart came out one after another.

She took a deep breath before continuing to look at the third, fourth... I don't know how many I saw.

The picture above began to change little by little, and when I saw the back, the previous boy had slowly turned into a noble man, and there was always a woman with a missing face beside him.

"Youyou," Suddenly hearing Jun's voice, Dongfang Siyou turned around, and then saw a picture that she would never forget for the rest of her life.