Why is this happening?

Liang Chaxiang's mind was buzzing, blank, and his heart was like a huge wave crashing on the shore, forgetting his reaction for a while, and squatting on the ground in a daze, motionless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know how long it took, there was a sound of clear footsteps outside the door, Liang Chaxiang came to her senses, hurriedly put away her things, put them back in their original places, and plugged in the latch, and lay down on the drunkard chair next to her, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

She suddenly found herself questioning her grandmother.

The thought scared her, and she struggled to get it out of her mind.

But the more she drove away, the more this terrible thought became like a slippery little snake, drilling straight into her head and entrenching her whole mind......

Qiu Mo said that Xiao Zhen was her enemy, not only killed the Liang family's father and daughter, but also burned the house clean, but why did Xiao Zhen treasure the photos of Qiu Mo when he was young?

And Xiao Zhen seems to attach great importance to this photo, the velvet cloth bag has worn off a lot of fluff, and the frame is still as good as new, even the glass of the frame is polished.

What was the relationship between Qiu Mo and Xiao Zhen in the past, and what kind of grievances did they have?

For a while, Liang Chaxiang thought of Xiao Zhen again, Xiao Zhen's wife who loved gardenias the most, Xiao Qingyang's mother who loved wild roses the most, and Qiu Mo, who was furious when she saw gardenias, all of this was hovering and tearing in her mind, and the so-called wife's birthday in Xiao Zhen's mouth was the same day as the end of autumn......

Liang Chaxiang only felt chills all over her body, her face was pale, who deceived her? Which of them is true? Will Qiu Mo cheat on her? Did Xiao Zhen really kill her mother and grandfather? Is she really Liang Xiaoyou's daughter?

Liang Chaxiang felt unprecedented panic, confusion and loneliness, feeling that she was walking alone on a deserted island, surrounded by a vast white fog, unable to see the way forward or the way forward.

When Xiao Qingyang came in, he saw such a Liang Chaxiang, lonely, confused, and helpless.

Xiao Qingyang felt a pain in his heart, Liang Chaxiang was always in front of him, positive, optimistic, cheerful and enterprising, such Liang Chaxiang, he saw it for the second time, the first time, he gave her the mulberry in his hand, and only hoped that she could be happy again, this time, it seemed to be even more ...... than the last time, he couldn't say this feeling, he only felt that his chest was stuffy and uncomfortable.

Xiao Qingyang exhaled, squatted down, gently rubbed Liang Chaxiang's head, and tightly wrapped her cold little hand in his warm palm.

"What's wrong?" The concern and worry in his eyes could not be hidden, and he did not want to hide.

Feeling the warmth from Xiao Qingyang's palm, Liang Chaxiang was like one, a lost child found her way home, Yingying water covered her eyes, sniffed, and said angrily, "It's nothing, it's just a nightmare."

Xiao Qingyang felt relieved when he heard this, and laughed, his smile was as warm as the May sun, and he gently patted Liang Chaxiang's back, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!" I will always be by your side. ”

Liang Chaxiang was like a drowning man, suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw, held Xiao Qingyang with his backhand, as if washed by rain, his bright eyes stared at Xiao Qingyang tightly, "Really?" Even if I'm a very bad, very bad bad person? ”

Xiao Qingyang nodded solemnly, "Really, I promise." ”

Liang Chaxiang suddenly pounced, hugged Xiao Qingyang's waist tightly, buried her head in his arms, and cried whining, all the depression, pain, resentment, sadness, hesitation, sadness, etc., all the emotions of these days were vented.

Xiao Qingyang was unexpected, first stiffened, and then only heartache remained, as if there was a big hole in his heart, and again and again, gently patting Liang Chaxiang's back until she cried enough and stopped automatically.

"Alright, I'm fine!" Liang Chaxiang sniffed and cried like a little cat, "I'm sorry, I stained your clothes." ”

Xiao Qingyang glanced at it, and the ball on his chest shaved Liang Chaxiang's nose unconcernedly, "You!" Like a little cat, I'll go fetch some water for you to wash, and you'll be ready to eat soon. ”

Liang Chaxiang nodded embarrassedly.

Liang Chaxiang had something on her mind, and she was a little absent about lunch, and when she returned to the small courtyard, Qiu Mo was lying on the rocking chair under the grape trellis to take a cool nap.

Liang Chaxiang stood quietly for a moment, raised her feet and prepared to enter the house, when Qiu Mo's voice sounded behind her.

"Something?"

The corners of Liang Chaxiang's mouth twitched, but she didn't turn around, she didn't know what she should ask or how to ask.

Qiu Mo noticed that today's Liang Chaxiang was very different, and his heart was also cold, "Are you going to Xiao's house again today?" ”

Liang Chaxiang listened, kicked the small stone under his feet, and hummed reluctantly.

His own child knew that as soon as Qiu Mo saw Liang Chaxiang, he knew that something was happening, and he got up from the chair in a hurry.

"What did you find?" She asked in a trembling voice.

Hearing the movements of Liang Chaxiang's feet, if she wanted to ask, she had rolled back and forth in her throat along the way, whether she should ask or not, but if she didn't ask herself, she was unwilling.

Thinking about it for a moment, Liang Chaxiang lowered her eyes and looked at the little ants running around on the ground, and took a deep breath, "Today I was in Xiao Zhen's study and found a photo......"

She quickly glanced up at Qiu Mo, and quickly lowered it again, "The girl in the photo looks very similar to you......"

The earth seemed to have lost any sound, and Liang Chaxiang lowered her eyes, only hearing the sound of her own heartbeat.

Qiu Mo was originally shaking the pu fan, listening to Liang Chaxiang speak, shaking the hand of the pu fan, just froze in mid-air, all the sounds were far away from her, she heard her heavy breathing, just like the broken bellows of the old blacksmith's house next door, "Whoop-whoa-whoo-" lingered.

Qiu Mo's eyes became sharp, and he bounced up from the chair at once, and the pu fan was thrown heavily on the chair, turning around and falling to the ground.

Qiu Mo's whole person was like an arrow off the string, nailed straight into the house, and slammed the door shut.

A photo of her!

Qiu Mo's hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were sunk deep into the flesh, but he didn't notice it.

How he deserves!

Damn, why does he still keep her photo, "she" is dead, why still refuses to let her go!

When she thought of Xiao Zhen's disgusting hypocrite, pretending to take her photos from time to time, wipe them and watch them, Qiu Mo felt sick for a while.

I can't wait to rush into Xiao's house now and burn it clean.

Liang Chaxiang stood quietly in the courtyard, heard the sound of broken dishes and porcelain pieces falling to the ground in the house, put his hands on his arms, and the sun was shining brightly, but he felt the cold to the bone, as if sinking into the endless seabed. (To be continued.) )