Because Su Youxuan was still a ten-year-old child when she left, her appearance at that time was completely different from now, and when she usually called, the voice she heard was simply distorted, plus Chen Jing only saw half of her face just now, and she didn't recognize it at a glance, which is also normal.

What's more, when Ling Yun saw his cousin again, he stood next to her, watched for a long time, and had to scream before he dared to be sure.

Turned around and followed my mother.

"You're a friend of Xiǎo Cloud's NV, right?"

The voice of the old ** came to the back, and Ling Yun and Su Youxuan, who were mō their noses, were in the ears.

"Ah" I saw Su Youxuan in front of him raise his head, and then he was stunned on the spot. Maybe she didn't expect that when she met her aunt again for more than ten years, the first thing she said between the two of them was this.

In her mind, it should be .......

When Su Youxuan raised her face, Chen Jing felt that this extremely beautiful pretty face was a little familiar, but she already had her son's NV friend just now, and she didn't think much about it for a while.

Seeing that his cousin, who was speechless for a while, Ling Yun, who had already walked to the two of them, had already blushed his whole face at this time. He didn't expect that his mother would suddenly pop out such a sentence.

"Mom, she's Sister You Xuan."

Ling Yun on the side, at this time, couldn't hold on anymore and told the truth.

Hearing Ling Yun's words clearly, her mother was slightly stunned for a moment, and then looked at Su Youxuan's expression, which turned into ecstasy. Maybe Ling Yun has never seen it, mother, so happy.

"You Xuan."

"Auntie, I'm You Xuan."

Su Youxuan's good-looking face was slightly red, and she twisted her body.

Looking at the NV child in front of her, Chen Jing completely understood everything in an instant. stepped forward and hugged Su Youxuan in his arms. The sun poured down from the sky and shone on several people, a day of reunion and separation.

As Chen Jing, there is no reason not to be excited. All along, she has regarded Su Youxuan as her other child, and she must know that from Xiǎo to adulthood, the mood of a mother is difficult for other people to understand. More than ten years ago, Su Youxuan went to the United States, that distant country, and the pain of separation at that time is still vivid in my mind today.

"You're Youxuan." The mother still can't believe that the NV child in the country thousands of miles away will come here today, and everything looks like an illusion.

"Come here today, why don't you let me know home." Tilting her head slightly sideways, gently stroking Su Youxuan's hair, Chen Jing said complainingly, obviously she was completely unprepared for the sudden arrival of this NV, and at first she thought that her son had found an NV friend.

"Look at what you see, it's you." Ling Yun on the side stood next to him with innocent eyes, and then was beaten up by his mother, even You Xuan didn't inform the family first, such a son, what do you want.

After some intimacy, Chen Jing took Su Youxuan's hand.

"Come in, don't stand outside."

"The thing?" followed my aunt subconsciously to the front, walking, and at the same time pointed to a large bag of luggage behind.

"xiǎo yun, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and bring things into the house."

Chen Jing shouted at Ling Yun who was standing next to her, it was obvious that she had put all her attention on Su Youxuan at this time, if it was in the past, it should have been Ling Yun who was pulled by her mother.

With a wry smile, he gently snorted his nose, then walked forward, picked up the luggage that was placed on the concrete floor, then closed the trunk of the car, and followed the two people who had their backs left, and walked towards the house.

If it was just Ling Yun himself, he would definitely be cared for by now. But this time, this privilege seems to belong to my cousin. Sitting on the sofa, looking at the side, facing Su Youxuan's warm mother, Ling Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes, hey, I haven't been here for a long time How does this look like it, cousin is your own child, Ling Yun thought about it, and was indignant in his heart, but he didn't say it, after he said it clearly, he would receive the attack of the storm.

After sitting for a while, seeing his mother, he was not interested in paying attention to himself at all, Ling Yun walked to the side and poured himself a cup of tea, watching the mist continue to linger out of the teacup and gradually fade into the air.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

It's been a long time since I've been here, and I haven't seen my father yet, so he should be the day of the week. Why is there no shadow today, could it be that he went to play chess with others again, Ling Yun couldn't help but think. ,

"Your father, in the unit, it seems that he is checking the accounts these days, so he postponed the holiday for a few days."

Hearing Ling Yun's question, Chen Jing chōu responded out of the air.

"O"

"By the way, do you want to drive the car you just drove in the garage?"

At this time, Chen Jing remembered the extremely luxurious looking Porsche just now, and at this time, of course, she knew that it was Su Youxuan who drove it.

"No need to wait a while, I still have to take my sister to go around, she hasn't come back for a long time."

Ling Yun explained with a smile, he said that he wanted to surprise Su Youxuan, of course this cannot be broken. There are a lot of things to do this winter vacation, the teacher from high school is going to visit, and there are some fox friends and dog friends, and they should also come back from schools around the country at this time.

In this xiǎo city, from xiǎo to junior high school. I went to high school in a neighboring county. The relationship between his classmates here can be regarded as intricate, and it is very likely that he will meet his classmates when he goes out to play. It's not like you're starving to death on the streets, like in those cosmopolitan cities, and no one necessarily knows you.

In fact, many times, it also involves the question of a person's warmth and coldness. The bigger the city, the more indifferent the relationship between people, which has become the consensus of the vast majority of people.

In this way, many brothers have not seen each other for almost a year.

"Later, I'll go around with xiǎo Yun and go out of the clouds."

Su Youxuan nodded, then smiled lightly, her eyes slightly bent.

……

On TV, some boring féi soap operas are shown. The TV series in front of him has filmed more than 90 episodes, and there are leaks everywhere, Ling Yun is very puzzled about how this kind of TV series can have a market. I heard that it was also able to earn some people's tears and get praise.

In fact, Ling Yun also knew that he couldn't just rely on his eyes to see the world. Things are diverse, just as there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. In the eyes of different people, there will be different opinions.

Mother, wearing a down jacket, because the family house has just moved in not long ago, and a lot of the surrounding land is still in the construction stage, so the infrastructure is not perfect, heating such as winter necessities, has not yet passed, so the temperature is still relatively low. Although there is a large vertical air conditioner at home, it consumes a lot of electricity every time it is turned on because of the excessive power, so during the day, it is in a standby state. It will only open at night.

"Hey, you should be free now, hurry back, Youxuan is here today."

"Well, okay, hurry up"

Hearing that his mother had called his father, Ling Yun smiled lightly. From xiǎo, his father wanted to have an nv child, but Lingyun's xiǎo son disappointed him. Moreover, for Su Youxuan, he poured most of his love into her, and this time when he heard that she had returned from the United States, he would definitely put down the work at hand and rush back.

"You talk here, I'll go up and see." Ling Yun pointed to the top, the home is a composite house, and the stairs are in the house, you can go up directly.

Ling Yun took some luggage and walked towards it.

The second floor is all bedrooms, and there is a father's study. Because there is no living room, the area of several bedrooms is relatively large.

On the roof, many places have been renovated with some good materials. Because he lived by himself, his father and mother were not stingy with money.

Of course, more often than not, my mother would nag and talk. This house will be left to you as a wedding house in the future, and I will go with your father to buy a commercial house in Xiǎo District with a property management company to support the elderly. At the beginning, Ling Yun would always be a little impatient when he heard these words, but as he grew up, especially after going to college, the money that his family sent him less and less, he understood that this was the family's conscious effort to make him independent, so he had to go out to work part-time. In this way, he gradually understood the cruelty of life, and the hard-won money, and gradually became indifferent to his mother's nagging. Sometimes, he even wonders if he doesn't have such a nagging voice in his ears after a few decades, will he not get used to it?

The marriage mentioned is still an illusory thing in Lingyun's eyes now. After all, he is still in school and has not yet graduated from college. Everything has not yet been settled, and it is too early to talk about marriage, at most it is to fall in love. ,

Go up to the second floor and turn left. Pushed open a room, then walked in.

Inside, spotlessly clean. Put the bag on the ground, this is Lingyun's room. He knew that even when he was not at home, his father and mother would clean every day, and perhaps over the years, these had become a habit.

A desktop computer on the table was not covered in dust because it had not been turned on for a long time. The whole room was furnished exactly like the one he left during the summer vacation.

Two floor-to-ceiling curtains occupy the entire west and north walls, completely obscuring the two large windows. If you pull it on, you can block out all the sunlight even during the day. This curtain was chosen by Ling Yun himself, and sometimes he didn't like the sun too much, feeling that when he was at home, the sunlight shone in through the window, which was too dazzling.

Sitting on the chuáng and looking around, the home is the same as always, from the moment I step into the house, the warm feeling, rising from the bottom of my heart to my heart, has never disappeared.

……

After a long while, Ling Yun lay down quietly for a while, recalled what had happened in the past few days, and also sent a text message to Luo Xiǎoluo, telling her that she had arrived home. Then he left the room and prepared to go downstairs.

But when I walked up the stairs, I subconsciously turned into a room next to it. Half-hidden mén, this is my father's study. Although it is a study, it is actually the place where my father works, and there is also a computer in it, but it is often used by my father to fight the landlord.

Walking inside, this place is also very familiar, and there is a mén in front of it, which just opens to the balcony, which can be regarded as extending in all directions.

Sitting at the desk, dialing around. There is a bookshelf next to it with a wide variety of books.

His gaze scanned lightly over the table, with a faint smile on his face. He straightened up and was about to turn away. Suddenly, Ling Yun's eyes were attracted by a spring in the pen holder, I don't know how to do it, I have often seen this spring before, but this time I came back, but it gave myself a completely different feeling, like an unsheathed sword, glowing with a fierce cold light, with a bloody breath on it.

This is, what's going on?

Ling Yun couldn't help but think in his heart that for him, this was not unfamiliar with springs. In other words, it has been around since the time when it was very xiǎo, and in Ling Yun's memory, the deepest impression of his father is that he sat at his desk, gently plucked the spring, and his eyes were blazing.

Of course, he didn't know too well whether it was the same root before and after.

What's wrong with this spring? Ling Yun was a little puzzled, he didn't understand how the feeling in his heart arose. What is hidden under this and what looks like an ordinary spring, the body that had already stood up straight, sat down again, gently flicked the spring with his hand, and closed his eyes as if he was savoring something. Maybe my previous self was not sensitive enough to sense it at all, which is different from spring.

In my mind, a thought kept coming to mind. Ling Yun, who closed his eyes, seemed to be about to grasp something, but he couldn't catch it.

With both hands, the speed of the bō spring is constantly increasing. Suddenly, Ling Yun opened his eyes, and then his gaze kept scanning in this familiar study. His eyes were fixed on the pen holder, and then he shook it slightly, and pulled something out of it, and his brow furrowed.

Then, in front of the bookshelf, in the corner of the table, and so on, it is extremely hidden, and you can't see it directly with your eyes, but you can touch it with your hand, and gently stroke it, as if you are looking for something.

This was just following the feeling in his heart, if he wanted to ask Ling Yun what he had to find, he didn't know. It seems to be aimless, but there seems to be a purpose.

After a few minutes, he stood back at his desk again.

Frowning, looking at the part in his hand, it looked as if it had been inadvertently left in the corner. However, on these parts, there is no dust that should be left in the corner for a long time, and the top looks extremely smooth, as if someone should take them out regularly for maintenance.

The parts gathered together, causing Ling Yun's heart to beat abruptly, as if he had seen some secret.

After a moment's pause, he sat down at his desk and stretched out his hands. When he began to assemble these parts together with each other, he had a feeling in his heart that these things should be a whole, so that they could be of maximum use.

The originally calm and indifferent gaze gradually became sharp, and finally turned into shock, looking at the thing in his hand that had begun to take shape with a suspicious eye, as if he couldn't believe it. When the last is up, put the spring on and continue to close the lid. A pistol glowing with cold light appeared completely in front of his eyes. ,

This, how is that possible.

Ling Yun screamed in his heart, how could his heart be calm. The one in his hand, but it was really a pistol, the heavy feeling, and the swarthy muzzle of the swarthy gun in the middle of the term, all told Ling Yun such a fact.

Ling Yun felt it, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

The feeling in his hand, cold, and such an indescribable comfort, Ling Yun even felt, it was awakening a feeling inside the body, which was bloodthirsty. Holding a swarthy pistol, it was as if he had his entire destiny in his hands.

Ling Yun even felt that if he gave himself a bullet, he would be able to shè a hundred meters away, and the branches that were constantly swaying like thumbs in the wind would go deep into the bone marrow. Perhaps the soul of an unknown killer had already inadvertently completely fused into Ling Yun's body, and this pistol only woke it up.

suppressed the feeling in his heart, and then slowly dismantled the pistol, and then walked through the corners, bookshelves, and gaps of the table just now. When he returned to his desk, all that was left was a spring in his hand, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the bloody spring in his hand, Ling Yun was speechless for a long time, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that there would be a pistol hidden here, this is a real pistol, not that kind of toy gun, the two are not at the same conceptual level at all.

This is a secret that belongs to his father, what is hidden behind his father's seemingly ordinary, Ling Yun is not clear, he doesn't even have any clues, the only thing he knows is this pistol.

Killer?

Possibly, but it's just speculation.

After a long time, Ling Yun put the spring on the desk again. No matter what kind of identity his father is, but he is his own father, and when he is in front of him, he is always full of love, and there is not much need for anything else, is it?

Turned around and walked out of the study as if nothing had happened.

If Ling Yun didn't say it, he believed, no one would ever know, and he found out the secret.

Life will continue to move forward as before, but occasionally Ling Yun's heart will ripple, and he will calm down again in an instant.

However, will life really be as peaceful as before?

Everything will only be known over time, and sometimes, some people are destined to show the brilliance they deserve.