Reaching the Great Iron Gate, the convoy quickly disintegrated, leaving only the black Bentley to move on, stopping in front of the castle gates, after rounding a white marble fountain with an artificially carved base in the shape of an oval.

"Little Master, the chairman and Dr. Adrian are waiting for you in the study on the fourth floor." Ning Tezhu took the lead in getting out of the car and holding up the umbrella, respectfully opened the car door for Ruan Zhizhou, and said.

Ruan Zhizhou leaned stiffly on the back of the leather seat and did not react, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were twisted, his temples seemed to be whipped by two whips, and his green tendons jumped suddenly.

"Little master?" Ning Jun sensed that something was wrong, bent down slightly, and called again.

"Hmm......" Ruan Zhizhou replied with difficulty, opened his eyes, his heart trembled violently, and an indescribable pain struck his whole body at a speed beyond consciousness, and suddenly seemed to fall into a cloud of fog, and everything in front of him was blurred into a half-tone vista, faint and mottled.

This pain came and went quickly, Ruan Zhizhou silently remembered the time and sounded the alarm in his heart, pressed his temples again before getting out of the car, glanced at Ning Jun who lowered his head, and asked, "Why is there a doctor?" ”

The tone was very sarcastic.

"Little master, the chairman never thought of giving up on you." Ning Jun said this, but lowered his head deeper.

"Don't talk about surveillance so high-sounding." Ruan Zhizhou laughed contemptuously, turned his gaze, stopped looking at him, leaned back with his right hand, put the sweatshirt and hat on his head, and walked straight to the mansion.

Never thought of giving up...... Hehe...... I never thought I'd be alive today.

"Tell my grandfather for me, and I'll see him in two hours."

"The chairman and Dr. Adrian have been waiting for you for a long time......" Ning Jun followed behind him, a little embarrassed.

"Don't see you if you don't want to wait." Ruan Zhizhou kept walking, vetoing all their plans in one sentence, and the guards standing at the door happened to open the door for him at this time.

“…… Be. Ning Jun was choked for a moment, and stood respectfully under the stairs in front of the castle gate, watching him step on the pear blossom wood staircase that spiraled up on the right side of the castle, and finally disappeared around the corner, his heart was desolate, and there seemed to be endless cold ice flowing in the blood of his body.

Everyone has their own knots, but the only person who can untie your knots is gone forever, and such an ancient castle has finally buried this child's life.

Don't believe in fairy tales, never.

Someone may be willing to lift you up to the clouds at the beginning of the story, but no one will come into your ear and kindly tell you "Wake up".

Fairy tales satirize stupidity and greed, but the world only remembers that "from then on, they lived happily ever after". Fortunately, Hans Christian Andersen never wrote too outrageous lies, Snow White, Cinderella, and Sleeping Beauty did not have any later stories, and truly happy people are always silent, silently learning to make peace with life.

In the silent night, turbid thoughts infect the castle, dark clouds destroy the starlight, people who tell fairy tales do not believe in fairy tales, and those who listen to fairy tales fall asleep......

Ruan Zhizhou stood in front of a room and hesitated for a long time, his palms were slightly sweaty, his eyes fell on the doorknob, his Adam's apple suddenly slid violently, and the thoughts and pain that had been suppressed for too long finally forced him to grit his teeth and open the door.

I left at the age of nine, and it has been eight years now, and finally, I am back......

The room was spacious and bright, even the corners were cleaned, and it didn't look like no one lived in it at all. Because the former owner liked the sun, the bedroom was built facing south, and the overall color was also white, with a beige wool carpet on the floor, a wooden horse ridden by a child on the carpet, a small gap in the transparent exterior and frosted interior floor-to-ceiling windows, white tulle curtains gently stirred by the evening breeze, and simple but exquisite furniture were all placed in the original position, as eight years ago.

It's just that he didn't dare to enter.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from far and near behind him, Ruan Zhizhou let go of the doorknob that supported the center of gravity of his entire body, and tried his best to suppress the idea of escaping, and he was still dripping with water, which was really a little embarrassed.

"Little master, go take a hot bath first." The modest woman held an off-white needle-holding sweater and a pair of light blue slacks.

Ruan Zhizhou looked at the white hair on her sideburns, her eyes suddenly turned red, and an almost childish grievance slowly rose from the bottom of her heart, and finally filled the entire chest.

"Aunt Xue......" he tried to shout.

"Huh." The woman answered, looking at him gently, a dampness building up in the corners of her eyes.

"Aunt Xue......" he shouted again, and gradually, he whimpered quietly.

Rong Xue stepped forward restrainedly, handed over the change of clothes to him, patted the back of his cold hand again, and choked up: "Good boy, it's good to come back, it's good to come back...... Go take a hot shower, don't catch a cold, this room is cleaned by Aunt Xue herself, and the chairman never lets others in. ”

"Got it." Ruan Zhizhou nodded obediently, and rushed into the bathroom with his clothes, for fear that the dirty water on his body would drip onto the floor.

The bathroom in the room was very large, wafting the faint fragrance of ocean bath salts, Ruan Zhizhou turned on the sprinkler head and put it into the bathtub, and the dense water vapor quickly filled the entire bathroom. He wiped the moisture off the mirror, took off the wrinkled pullover sweatshirt, most of the skin on his body was delicate and fair, and the deep and shallow scars on his arms and lower abdomen were lined even more abruptly.

My mother always said that when I grew up, I would be at least seven points like her.

But why don't you wait for me to grow up......