He stood tall, and although he was a teenager, he was more and more upright as a grown man.

It was overcast, and his slightly pale face was expressionless. Under the black trench coat, a small arc bulges in the bay of the left arm. Narrowing his eyes, which were as deep as the black sea, he turned around and walked steadily forward.

...... "Yong'an, child, mourn..."

...... "Poor child, you are not yet an adult, and your sister is so young, your parents are ......"

Two years later.

It was a dark sky and a continuous downpour, and the whole world was an endless gray-black, as if it had been smeared unevenly by a heavy pencil. Sharp and hideous. In the colorless color, the dark red, long-cold blood stained the heavens and the earth little by little. The terrible lightning screamed like the screams of an unknown female ghost in the depths of a distant cave, and every muffled thunder from behind the heavy clouds was like a huge slap in the dark.

Despite his wide eyes, there was still nothing. Obviously invisible, a few steps away, he easily felt the shattered wreckage, the fishy sweet smell.

Brush ————

He suddenly rolled over from the bed, the hair on his forehead was soaked, his chest rose and fell violently, and there seemed to be an angry lion in his chest, which could not calm down for a long time. Take a big breath and close your eyes deeply.

It's a dream of their death again. In a way that has been very different every time.

As soon as you wake up, you can't sleep again. He got up and walked to the back room, his room was large, and after passing through a study, his palms rested lightly on the wall. The dark compartment opened silently, and the room was like a dream. Looking at the small mountain peaks bulging in the middle of the soft bed, Su Yongan was relieved. He walked over to the smaller figure of the six-year-old, the girl's little face was quiet and serene, and she closed her eyes and breathed lightly. Her facial features are immature, but she is still amazingly beautiful.

Such a life that touched his heart, he leaned over and dropped a tender kiss on her forehead.

His eyebrows and eyes, unconsciously, were gentle.

Den.

Su Yongan sat down at the table on time at five o'clock, with the documents in his hand that almost went over his head. Yes, since the accidental death of his parents two years ago, the whole {Jingnan} has been pressed on this new adult, who is still a child. In the past two years, he has set up his office at home except for the first day of meeting at the company. The so-called not out of the household knows the world, but that's it. As for the reason for this, there should be no one in the entire Su family who doesn't know why.

As if she were, he was not afraid of any hardships and obstacles.

At this time, the doorbell rings. He didn't lift his head, but the door came alive by itself.

The maid crept in and placed the latest issue on the magazine shelf next to him, swapping out the oldest issue. The movements are swift and smooth, and the posture is humble and respectful. When everything is done, he leaves without making a sound.

From beginning to end, there was no reaction from the people behind the desk. As if no one had ever come in.

Three hours later.

"Brother—" The childish shout was accompanied by a little man pushing the door in. The four eyes were facing each other, and it was a crisp childish voice, "Morning, it's time to have breakfast" Su Yongan smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Morning, little princess." He stood up from behind the table and walked around to the girl who was not on his thigh, leaned over and scratched the little girl's nose, and said softly, "Xiao Chang'an will forget if you don't remind my brother." His powerful arms lifted Su Changan's soft body, placed it firmly on his left arm, and walked downstairs to "eat~"

The two brothers and sisters were eating happily, and a maid ran down from upstairs in a panic, "Young master, young master....."

Steward Sang, who was standing aside, turned around and reprimanded in a low voice, "What are you panicking about!" Don't know if you can't yell at home? ”

The maid trembled, glanced at her master tremblingly, rubbed her hands and lowered her head, "I'm sorry, young master." ”

Steward Sang glanced at Su Yongan, who was wiping the corners of his mouth for the young lady, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Changan blinked his big clear eyes, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

Su Yongan smiled, took a sip of soup, and lowered his eyes without saying joy or anger, "What about you, what's wrong?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, such a question that did not come was who was being asked. The maid also reacted quickly, stepped forward and knelt down with a weak leg, "Miss, when I was cleaning the room, there was a person who was ...... him" seemed to see an extremely terrifying picture again.

The kung fu of shaking the gods, like a ghostly figure, rushed straight to the corner of the second floor. The bitter wind chills your back.

Such an inhuman speed -

In just ten seconds, two lightning-fast shadows swept from the second floor to the first floor, except for the sound of fists and kicks colliding. It's like staging a silent movie version of the wonderful.

Su Changan was very brave, although he was not afraid, his eyes widened, and he forgot to eat. And Su Yongan didn't look back, gentle as he was.

Although the speed of the two of them was extremely fast, Su Changan could still see that the fight with Sister Zhiyin was a man.

"Stop."

Su Yongan wiped his mouth, his voice was not loud, but he successfully made the two stop. The last kick didn't have time to be withdrawn, only to hear a "thump", and Zhiyin fell to one knee in front of the man.

At the same time, it was Su Changan who shouted in surprise. And the childish voice with a cold face also turned pale in an instant.

"Second brother—"

While everyone's faces changed drastically, Su Yongan's face still did not change, he walked up to Chang'an, picked her up, and nodded her nose, "Does Chang'an like the surprise that the eldest brother gave you?" ”

"Big brother, you're so nice. It's been a long time since I've seen my second brother. I love it. The little girl kissed him happily on the right cheek. Saying that, she got down from Su Yongan's arms.

The handsome face carved by the man's knife and axe was as gentle as the eldest brother, and he easily picked up the little girl, "Does Little Chang'an miss me?" ”

"Yes!"

"Then why don't you kiss me?"

The little girl hesitated for a moment and looked back at Su Yongan, who was smiling. Then the delicate arm wrapped around the man's neck and kissed his handsome eyebrows. While the man was happy, he also kissed Su Changan's soft face. Su Changan seemed to be shy, put his head on the man's shoulder and refused to look back. The man laughed happily, as if he was not the one who had just recruited the sharp and athletic man.

Su Yongan, who was in the distance, looked at his little sister's attitude and frowned.

"What eyes? Don't you want Xiao Chang'an to be hugged by me and kissed by me? ”

Su Yongan looked at him, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

The man turned around and kissed the little girl again: "The second brother brought you a gift, in your room." ”

Gifts are always the weakness of children, although Su Changan did not lack anything, he still jumped off the man excitedly and ran like the second floor. Like a cheerful bird. Frightened, Steward Sang almost fell down, and gave the maid a look, but the maid didn't care about anything, and followed Chang'an in a panic.

"Slow down, don't fall." Su Yongan told in the back.

The living room suddenly became empty.

Out of sight, Zhiyin faced the man, knelt on one knee, his right arm diagonally across his chest, and lowered his head slightly. Her cold voice spread word by word.

"Nine."