Qin Su looked at Huan Zicheng, stunned, dazed, as if he didn't understand his words.

"I think you must be amazed. Huan Zicheng's voice was very gentle, his eyes were like candles, and he was lightly pressed on Qin Su's face: "In the dark compartment of the Qin family's big study, there is a handwritten booklet written by Qin Shizhang. On it, it is roughly written the beginning and end of his acquaintance with Miaoji, and there are two handwritten letters between him and Miaoji. It was only after reading the booklet and letter that I realized that the person Miao Ji wanted to steal back then was actually me. ”

"It's ...... Really?" Qin Su's voice was delayed, and his expression was dazed.

The trance-like feeling was gradually leaving her, and the cold wind was blowing, and there were snowflakes on her skirt.

She lowered her head, looked at the melting snowflakes on the corners of her skirt, and frowned: "Then ...... Why did she ...... me again? Stole the Thirteenth Mother?"

Huan Zicheng sighed and said warmly: "Zhen Zhen doesn't know, my grandfather is a shrewd and cautious person, after being exiled to Liaoxi, his old man has a very close eye on the Xiaolang in the family, and every Xiaolang is guarded by a grandmaster. That Miao Ji originally knew some martial arts, but because she was born beautiful, she was taken in by her father. She was bribed with a lot of money to steal the eldest grandson of the Huan family - that is, for my brother and me. It's just that at that time, I was guarding the dumb slave by my side, and with Meng Zong and Lu Zong by my side, Miao Ji tried several times, but all of them failed. In desperation, she can only retreat and steal you. ”

Qin Su listened silently, only feeling that all this was so unbelievable.

She is not only the thirteenth mother of the Huan family, but she was stolen back then, and it was not from the other party's original intention, but the result of compromise.

She couldn't help but hook her lips, and her heart was a little desolate.

This is her life.

From the beginning of her birth, she has been in the bureau of others, involuntarily, and her life has been up and down.

"For the brother...... I'm sorry for you. Huan Zicheng's voice sounded in his ears, slow and condensed, as if he was sluggish by something: "In the past life and this life, I owe you a lot for my brother." Zhen Zhen is right to be angry, you should hate her brother so badly. For his brother, he never fulfilled his brother's responsibilities, so that the former Zhen Zhen was lonely all her life. For Brothers...... I'm sorry for you. ”

Qin Su turned his head and stared at him.

Huan Zicheng was also looking at her.

At that moment, there was a faint light of water in the depths of his eyes.

Qin Su looked at him with some strangeness.

The Huan Zicheng in front of her already made her a little unrecognizable.

Whether it was in the past or now, Huan Zicheng in her memory is always calm and constant, and she is always expressionless, even if she laughs, she smiles so high that people have to look up.

And now, he showed such a weak side in front of her.

Not for the Huan family, not for himself, but for her.

I don't know why, looking at Huan Zicheng like this, the ice cube that had been stalking on Qin Su's chest and blocking her almost like crazy seemed to be melting.

At that moment, the tears that had never flowed from those eyes like ice and snow seemed to flow into her heart.

Soothingly, gently, gently, and gently, it filters through the ravines and penetrates the heart.

stared at Huan Zicheng for a long time, and finally, she finally sighed.

"This is also ...... I don't blame you, you were ...... back then. It's just a kid too. Qin Su said in a low voice, slightly astringent in his heart.

When she was stolen, Huan Zicheng was only six or seven years old, what did he know?

Whether the people of the Huan family are looking for her, or whether they have done their best to find her, Huan Zicheng, who is only six or seven years old, is afraid that he will not even have room to put his beak.

How could she blame him?

If you want to blame, you can only blame the patriarch of the Huan clan who was in charge of the family at that time and her biological parents, these so-called elders didn't take her seriously.

Qin Su's face gradually flashed a self-deprecating smile.

She really wasn't hard-hearted enough.

Huan Zicheng just faintly showed remorse, and she immediately softened her heart.

It's hopeless.

Qin Su grinned and lowered his head.

"Even though Zhen Zhen is not to blame, but Brother Ke can't forgive his sins. Huan Zicheng's voice came, not like Fang Cai's mood fluctuated, but returned to his usual indifference: "In the past, Brother Wei was bent on winning the position of the Lord of the Huan Family, and the people he thought about were all those so-called state affairs, but he never paid more attention to the lost sister, and even after the fake Thirteen Niang entered the house, Brother Wei never looked at her more, let alone thought of anything abnormal about her." For Brothers...... It's really wrong, it's wrong. ”

He hooked his lips, and his face was slightly cold: "Now that I think about it, the Huan clan in the previous life suffered a catastrophe, this may be the punishment of God, punishing my Huan clan for ignoring the suffering of the young girls in the clan, ignoring the exiled clansmen, and only caring about their own wealth and wealth, and being ashamed of the name of the scholar clan." My Huan's extinction is also ...... Deserve. ”

He said this very seriously, but listening to Qin Su's ears, it made the ice in her heart melt a little again.

Looking at the melting snowflakes on her skirt, Qin Su sighed lightly again.

What's the point of mentioning all of this now?

The life she lived really existed in the end, even if she lived again, those dark and muddy memories could not be erased.

At this time, to investigate the past, there is no other role than to make people's hearts blocked.

The past life is gone, and she is living in the present.

At least at this moment, she is still alive and well, living with dignity and pride, and it seems that she can also feel the subtle warmth.

With this thought, the aura on Qin Su's body softened in an instant.

Huan Zicheng looked sideways at her.

She still hung her head, and from his point of view, he could only see a corner of her beautiful jaw, weak and slender, like light snow falling on the surface of a lake, like a gust of wind that was about to melt away.

Huan Zicheng's heart ached again.

This winter in her previous life, she ...... I guess I've been taken captive to the Hidden Hall.

He thought in a trance, and the hand behind him spasmed uncontrollably.

On such a snowy day, the weather was so cold, and I don't know if his little sister in his previous life was warmly dressed and had a full bite to eat?

Huan Zicheng closed his eyes and pressed his hand to the vermilion lacquer railing, his finger bones turned blue, and his face was instantly fierce.

Since he knew where she came from, he never asked Li Xuandu about the hidden hall.

In the eyes of others, he had other plans, but only he knew the real reason.

He actually ...... It's a little scary.

Fear touched her fate when she touched her past life.

The crueler her fate, the deeper his self-blame will be.

Especially in this life, seeing her struggling step by step to the present, that sense of self-blame will become stronger and stronger.