didn't expect Zhan Xingchuan to ask himself such a question, Diao Ranran was stunned, and a trace of sentimentality floated in his heart.

Although the topic was a bit heavy and didn't seem to be suitable for talking about it right now, she nodded, put the porridge box aside in her hand, sat up straight, and leaned against the head of the bed to look at him.

"Yes. ”

Zhan Xingchuan looked at her, pondered for a few seconds, and then hesitated to speak: "Actually, I am too." I have parents, but I'd rather be dead than they are. ”

He rarely takes the initiative to talk about his private affairs with others, but he can't say anything, but he wants to talk to Diao Ranran about his past.

Perhaps, it was because she was injured today, and he felt guilty. Or perhaps, she suddenly realized that she was not as glamorous and proud as she appeared to live, so she felt pity.

In short, it was extremely rare for Zhan Xingchuan to want to pour it out.

"My mother was a well-known courtesan before marriage, and she lived very freely in those years, because several ladies and wives who were as famous as her at that time either went abroad or died of illness. Therefore, in my memory, the most profound is that she and my father, one is standing in front of the dressing mirror constantly choosing a dress, the other is wearing a tie and tying the cuffs, neither of them speaks, just waiting for the time to part, to play cards and socialize, each has their own happiness. ”

When he mentioned the past, his eyes were far away, quietly falling on a certain point.

"That's ......"

Diao Ranran was a little overwhelmed, she never thought that she would talk to Zhan Xingchuan about their respective families, and even what happened when she was a child.

Over the years, she has become accustomed to saying hi and goodbye to the people around her with a smile, but everyone will avoid talking about their own privacy, carefully maintaining their image, and never doing anything inconsistent with their identity.

Therefore, when he heard Zhan Xingchuan unabashedly tell him about this childhood experience, Diao Ranran suddenly felt grateful.

At least for the moment, he was full of trust in her. And being trusted is also a kind of happiness.

"It can be said that I was taken care of by the nanny aunt at home, and I call her Aunt Yu. Aunt Yu's husband was a drunk, gambled, and beat her a lot since she was young, and then she came to my house to work as a nanny, and almost every month's salary was taken away by the brute. That's not all, if he loses money, he will go home and beat his wife and children, and beat him to death. Later, two years later, once he drank too much wine, hit his head on a nail in the door frame, and died. Since then, Aunt Yu has taken her daughter to live in my house. ”

Zhan Xingchuan raised a hand and stroked his chin, reminiscing about the past.

That year, he was only fifteen years old, Yu Youwei was two years younger than him, just past his thirteenth birthday, and was admitted to a key junior high school.

The desperate mother and daughter settled in the war family like this.

Yu Simei was full of gratitude to the Zhan family for taking him in, so she took care of Zhan Xingchuan even more dedicatedly. She is diligent and beautiful, but because she married the wrong person, she has been living a very hard life for the past ten years. And since the man died, although the burden of supporting the family fell on her shoulders alone, she would never be beaten again, nor would she be afraid, and her life was much brighter.

Girls have always developed early, and Yu Youwei is no exception. Previously, she had been unnourished, yellow and thin, and looked like a grass. After arriving at the Zhan family, within a few months, she became white and tender, and she became a famous little beauty in the school.

"Such a man is damned. Thankfully, your family was able to give their mother and daughter a safe haven. ”

Diao Ranran, who didn't know why, sighed from the bottom of her heart that when she was studying in New York, she had participated in community volunteer services and had seen many women and children who had experienced domestic violence.

And children who grow up in such families are often withdrawn and introverted. When they were young, they were negatively affected by their father's violence, and even in adulthood, they had a higher crime rate than ordinary people.

Hearing her words, Zhan Xingchuan frowned almost invisibly. No, he didn't think so, for many years, he had been feeling guilty that he hadn't taken good care of Aunt Yu and hadn't protected Yu Youwei.

In the spring of the year of Yu Youwei's college entrance examination, Yu Simei was diagnosed with adenocarcinoma, and she was only forty-two years old at that time.

She didn't want to die, at least not immediately, because she hadn't seen her only daughter get married and start a family, and she was unwilling. But the high cost of treatment is not something that she can afford as a servant, and she knows that the only person she can turn to for help is the Zhan family.

Zhan Xingchuan's mother, although rich but stingy, she has long been dissatisfied with the mother and daughter, first, she is at home to eat idle food, is still the servant's child; second, she is a beautiful little girl, staying in the Zhan family sooner or later will cause trouble; third, Yu Simei is not old, and she is beautiful, and the charm still exists.

It's just that she has never found a reason to fire Yu Simei, after all, she works hard and never talks much.

"Safe haven? If that's really the case, that's fine. ”

Zhan Xingchuan chuckled, and couldn't help but think back to that past.

Previously, he had deliberately avoided thinking about it, and that night, the tears on Yu Youwei's face almost burned his heart.

For the first time, Zhan Xingchuan realized that people were really divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the rich could really crush the dignity of the poor at will.

Because she needed a lot of money to treat her illness, Yu Simei had no choice but to ask Zhan Xingchuan's father if she could pay her salary for a few years in advance, and she was willing to work in the Zhan family all the time. As long as she can live a few more years, when Yu Youwei goes to college, finds a job, and marries and starts a family, then she can rest assured.

In order to hide from Yu Youwei, for fear that she would know about her illness and affect her review, she waited until she fell asleep before Yu Simei secretly knocked on the Zhan family's study alone. She knew that Mr. Zhan had always slept late and had to deal with business matters in the study.

"Actually, when I grew up, I realized that perhaps, Aunt Yu had already prepared for the worst. If my father was really a villain and wanted to take advantage of her, maybe she wouldn't be too resistant. After all, at that time, she just wanted to live, as long as she could borrow money. ”

Zhan Xingchuan whispered his guess, but at that time, he didn't have time to think about it at all.

"And then? Did there ...... some accidents?"

Diao Ranran listened very carefully, and when he saw that he suddenly stopped, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Although, out of a woman's intuition, she firmly felt that the girl named Yu Youwei had an extraordinary relationship with Zhan Xingchuan.

"And then? and then, ah......"

Zhan Xingchuan pulled his gaze back and smiled slightly, as if there was a light in his eyes flickering.

After waiting for a few seconds, he waited for his emotions to recover, and then he spoke again: "She was very unlucky, my mother lost a lot of money playing cards that night, and she couldn't sleep in the bedroom, so she wanted to talk to my father." As a result, she happened to bump into the picture of Aunt Yu sitting on the sofa in the study and crying while my father was comforting her. ”