"It's snowing" Jian Lengqi stood at the window, looking at the snowflakes flying outside. (Flying www/) free please keep in mind. His face was as pale as paper, but he wore only white pajamas.

Jay stood behind him, full of worry. "Young master, you will get sick if you continue like this."

"Hehe, I've been sick since I was born, and I'm still like this. It's just that it's more serious than when I was a child, and it's even more indifferent. ”

Jian Lengqi smiled bitterly, everyone longed to have a good, healthy body. But he didn't have that life, even if he tried to get healthy, it wouldn't be possible.

Fate is so cruel, he doesn't give you anything, but he wants to take everything that belongs to you from you. Then, let you meet everything that is not yours.

For Jian Lengqi, what he encountered that did not belong to him was Nan Lige. That stubborn woman who is so distressing that she must be living happily by Jian Minghan's side now.

It's good that she's by Jian Minghan's side, at least she can be protected.

Jian Lengqi coughed, and Jie hurriedly took his coat and put it on Jian Lengqi. Then, he walked to the table, took the pill and water and handed it to Jian Lengqi: "Young Master, it's time to take medicine." ”

"Lately, my health has been getting worse day by day. But what I have to do has not been done until now. In this way, will he die with regret?

"Young master, tell Uncle Liao about this. Perhaps, Uncle Liao will help you do it. "The young master always carries it alone, so it won't do him any good.

"No, you must not let Uncle Liao know. He knew that he might do something. Even if the heart transplant didn't work, he would definitely find a way for me to have a transplant. I know Uncle Liao's personality better than you, and he will let me live, even if it is only for a month or a day. As long as it's him, he can do it. ”

It's better to wait until he is about to die, and then let Uncle Liao know. Uncle Liao treats him as his son, and if he dies, then Uncle Liao will have nothing

"Okay, then."

Sad gray eyes, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky. Jian Lengqi opened the window and let the cold wind blow on his face, blowing the infinite sadness in his heart. Reach out and catch the snowflakes in the air, and as soon as the snowflakes reach your hands, they immediately melt into water.

Snowflakes have no temperature, and Jian Lengqi thought that he also had no temperature. However, the snowflakes turned into water in his hands. It turns out that he is still a little warm, and he is not such an indifferent and ruthless person. It turned out that he didn't even know himself.

His eyes turned to the open window next to him, where his face was reflected. This face is so familiar, yet so unfamiliar. The only thing he is similar to Jian Minghan is that he has a broken heart.

The barren villa was already desolate.

Blue hair, blown by the wind. The cold wind blew the man's coat. Looking up, this villa crawling with weeds. There is no laughter here, only intrigue and calculation.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ling Qi's mouth, his mother abandoned their father and son for the sake of this cold villa, did he stay here He didn't understand why his father asked him to protect Jian Lengqi, and he didn't understand why his father hated the people of the Jian family so much.

Looking at the locked villa gate in the distance, Ling Qi stared at the open space in front of him for a long time. I heard my father say that Jian Minghan killed his biological father with his own hands at the door of this villa. What kind of hatred did he make a child a few years old kill his father with his own hands

Everything he had heard from his father about Jane's family was sad. It seems that the Jane family was destined to end with such an ending from the moment it was born.

Pushing open the door, a strong musty smell hit my nose. Ling Qi covered his nose and looked around. It's just like my father said, the furniture inside is almost burned to the ground, and some of the things are no longer clear.

The empty hall was littered with burned-out beams crawling with cobwebs everywhere. Ling Qi walked around the hall and went upstairs. He watched from room to room, and the fire started from downstairs, so some of the things above were still complete.

But twenty years have passed, and nothing has been left of the rotten things.

Walking to the last room on the left side of the third floor, as soon as Ling Qi opened the door, a small box fell out from behind the door. Ling Qi picked up the box strangely, and the box was locked. Luckily, the rusty lock was snapped open.

Inside, there is a whole stack of photos.

These photos are all of children. He recognized at a glance who the person above was, and when he first knew that he had a younger brother in the world, he saw this picture.

That's right, the person in the photo is Jian Lengqi.

When he was young, Jian Lengqi had a cute baby face, but his little face was always wrinkled, and his expectant eyes were always staring at the person in front of him. On the back of the photo, there are also some words written on it.

"Xiao Qi, I'm sorry" "Xiao Qi, forgive my mother and hate you." "Xiao Qi, my mother loves you, but my mother hates you too." "Jian Lengqi, why were you born, why did you take everything from me. I hate you, I hate you. ”

These words should have been written by Shui Yuexin. Shui Yuexin, how much she hates her son so much, Ling Qi can even guess how miserable Jian Lengqi's childhood was. The direction that those eyes are looking at should be where Shui Yuexin is.

Looking down further, there are several photos in the back of which are of Jian Lengqi sleeping. This kid has to frown even when he sleeps. Strangely, there was also a white and delicate hand caressing Jian Lengqi who was asleep.

"Shui Yuexin, since you hate Jian Lengqi so much, why do you do these things that make everyone miserable, you obviously want to care about him, don't you" He had a lot of questions about the past. However, no one can answer these questions for him, even Uncle Liao, who doesn't know much.

Jian Lengqi's photo is over, but there is still a photo of a child. "This person is Jian Minghan Shui Yuexin, you would rather care about someone who is not related to you by blood, but you want to hate your own son."

In the photo, Jian Minghan is sitting in the grass and looking up at the stars. It's just such a young child, but there is helplessness and desolation in his eyes. There was a little unwillingness in his desperate eyes.

The small figure under the starry sky looks so small in this big meadow.

There is also a photo of Jian Minghan staying with another woman. Jian Minghan snuggled up to Mu Yan's side, his eyes closed, frowning, as if he was sleeping. And Mu Yan's mouth was half open, and his hands were still gesturing in the air, he should be talking to someone.

There are also a few photos of Jian Minghan being punished.

Jian Shangyan was really ruthless, it was snowing so much, he actually only let Jian Minghan wear a single coat and kneel outside. This Jian Minghan has done something wrong. ”

He seemed to understand a little bit why Jian Minghan hated Jian Shangyan so much. This is what a father should do to his son

The photo was gone, and Ling Qi sat on the ground, holding the box. "Twenty years ago, what happened Jian Minghan, Jian Lengqi, Shui Yuexin, Mu Yan, what secrets do they have?"

However, Ling Qi didn't know what kind of earth-shattering changes would occur after these secrets were revealed one by one. Hatred has already begun to spread, a plan for revenge, but it has changed everyone's life.

Whether it was Jian Minghan, Jian Lengqi, or Ling Qi, their birth was wrong from the beginning. A wrong start doesn't necessarily have a wrong end.

Ling Qi would not understand why Jian Minghan killed his father with his own hands. Just because, that's not his father at all. Just because, he killed his real father. Just because, a revenge.

"Forget it, let's go somewhere else." He put down the box in his hand and put the photo in his arms. Jian Minghan's photos were thrown to the ground, Ling Qigang took a step, went back and picked them all up, and also put them in his arms.

After all the rooms on the left are finished, only the right one remains. Several doors in the room on the right have been broken, and Uncle Liao said that Jian Lengqi's room is the third room on the right.

Ling Qi went in and took a look, the room was quite large and empty. The window was not closed, and Ling Qi walked to the window. From the angle of this window, you can see the lawn where Jian Mingham is located.

Ling Qi closed his eyes and imagined Jian Minghan sitting on the lawn, Shui Yuexin secretly watching him, and Jian Lengqi standing at the window secretly looking at him. This picture is really sad and makes you want to cry.

Snowflakes fluttering in the air, maybe you don't even know that you can have such a tear-jerking function. What it wants is that it wants people to be happy.

Leaving the villa, Ling Qi walked down on foot, snowflakes falling on his sea-blue hair. Ling Qi pulled his collar, arrived at the gate, and stood for a while, when the car stopped beside him.

Ling Qi turned around and glanced at the deserted villa again, before getting in the car and leaving.

Today's Phantom City, the doors have been closed before it gets dark. The difference is that this time there are a lot of people in smart suits standing at the door. They wore sunglasses and held something similar to the inside of a walkie-talkie.

Oddly enough, they split into two sides. He wore sunglasses on one side and didn't on the other.

The cars parked at the door, every one of them is black, and each of them is limited to being out of print. People can't help but start to guess who the people in the Phantom City are today, and they will have such a big deal.

Qinggu and Xue'er were also wearing black tight-fitting leather clothes, and their faces were a little more rigorous and solemn than they usually had.

"Xue'er, I'll just look at it here, you go up and see how the boss is doing." Qinggu was still a little worried.

Cher tilted her head and looked at one of the rooms on the top floor above. "Okay, I'll go up, you pay attention to the following. If anything, contact me immediately. ”

Because of today's specialness, Xue'er didn't complain a single word, and went directly into the Phantom City.

Stand at the elevator door and wait for the elevator. Soon, the elevator came, and Cher went in and pressed down on Thirty-Seven. I don't know how the boss talked about them. What kind of character is this Jian Tianmu, which makes Jason so nervous.