The tone of the room is very heavy, it looks oppressive and dull, and there is a wall on the wall, on which there are several paintings, but the paintings are scribbled with black pens, and the original appearance is not visible.

Under the wall is a table with things scattered around, and in one corner of the table, there is a picture frame, in which is an old photograph.

In the photo, the mother is holding a girl, and the father is standing on one side, smiling at the camera together. This is obviously a warm photo, but it was born on the little girl's face, and there was a heavy red pen mark that circled her alone.

Shen Jiu has seen this photo, in her family's album collection, this girl who has been circled is herself who is only five years old!

Her eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Yan Xiu blankly and confusedly.

Yan Xiu hadn't realized that she had seen the layout of the room, he was letting go of the tip of Shen Jiu's nose, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly wide, and his expression was cold and light: "You can also bump into it when you walk—"

Shen Jiu suddenly raised his hand and lightly sidelined his sleeve: "Yan Xiu." ”

She basically calls him senior so far, and it's the first time she calls him by his name.

Yan Xiu paused slightly.

He quickly sensed something from Shen Jiu's tone, and then he turned his head slightly, and suddenly understood.

As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to push Shen Jiu away, but as soon as his wrist moved, Shen Jiu hugged his arm, tiptoed, and the weight of most of his body pressed over: "Why is the photo of our family here with you?" ”

She asked, "You investigate me?" Why are you drawing a circle on my head? ”

In such an atmosphere, that red circle looks like it's going to kill you.

Shen Jiu grabbed Yan Xiu's arm tightly: "Are you investigating me?" Or is it that personality? ”

She pressed forward step by step, as if she had to ask for something.

Yan Xiu's arm trembled slightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was extremely wrong, like a balloon about to burst.

Shen Jiu quickly realized that something was wrong, let go of his hand, and was about to take a step back, when his shoulder suddenly hurt, Yan Xiu pushed her out of the door at once, and then with a "bang", the door was suddenly closed in front of her.

Shen Jiu's eyes widened slightly.

She stared at the closed door for a moment, licked her lips slightly, then lowered her head and gently kicked the floor.

Her mind was a little confused, thinking about the photo in the room for a while, and thinking about Yan Xiu's last terrifying appearance for a while, she hesitated for a moment, turned around and ran down the stairs.

The butler was sitting on the sofa on the first floor, his head slightly bowed, his arms resting at his side, and his chin propped up at the staircase.

When he saw Shen Jiu coming down, he smiled, got up and was about to greet him, when he saw Shen Jiu stretching out his hand towards him.

Her tone was eager: "The key to Yan Xiu's room." ”

The housekeeper furrowed his eyebrows slightly: "When Young Master Yan was in the house by himself, he never wanted anyone to disturb him, if someone rashly broke in, he would get angry-"

Shen Jiu simply interrupted his words, stretched his arm forward, and reiterated again: "The key." ”

Her expression was cold and decisive, and the housekeeper stared at her for a while, then slowly took a long string of keys from her side and picked out a handful from it: "I believe Miss Shen has a valid reason." ”。

Shen Jiu didn't care about the high hat he was putting on himself, took the key one by one, turned around and turned back to Yan Xiu's room.