A Different Kind of Romance (3)

Qiao Yan was slightly stunned, it was time for dinner. "Drinking coffee is just an excuse, right? Do you want to dig out the secrets of Qiao's mansion, or the story of the sixth aunt? ”

Yu Chihong's eyes were a little deep. "If it's not welcome, forget it."

"Of course you are welcome." Qiao Yan's eyes rolled, "Our family doesn't have any ulterior secrets, I'm not afraid of you to find out." ”

Yu Chihong looked up at the sky, his eyes flashing with a strange light. Qiao Yan was shocked by his expression and looked at him blankly. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Let's go, go to your house and dig up the secrets." ”

Qiao Yan was amused by his serious appearance, but Yu Chihong still looked serious. Qiao Yan thought helplessly, when will she see him laughing?

When I arrived at Qiao's Mansion, it was Aunt A Xiu who came to open the door, with a simple appearance and amiable appearance. When Captain Chi Hong came, Aunt Ah Xiu happened to go out and didn't see it. Qiao Yan told Aunt Ah Xiu that Yu Chihong was her leader. Aunt Ah Xiu is a little restrained, and she doesn't know how big an official the leader is.

"Since you're here, let's stay for dinner." Qiao Yan showed the hospitality of the protagonist while peeking at Yu Chihong.

Wei Chihong was also not polite, nodded and said yes.

"Then I'll add a few more dishes." Aunt Axiu was in a hurry to get busy.

Yu Chihong and Qiao Yan walked into the living room, and saw Aunt Xiu hurriedly come out, saying that the soy sauce was gone, and they were going to ask the neighbor's grandmother for it. Qiao Yan was about to invite Yu Chihong to take a seat, "Ah......" The woman's scream came, which was shocking and piercing. Qiao Yan followed the sound and rushed to the kitchen at the end of the corridor on the first floor. Sister Qiao Ran sat on the ground, covering her eyes with her hands, her body trembling. The gas stove was on, and on the stove, a blue flame was jumping, and a large pot filled with water was placed on it.

Qiao Yan immediately stepped forward and turned off the gas stove. "Xiao Ran, how many times have I told you, don't use the gas stove by yourself."

She turned around and helped her sister to her feet. "If you want to cook something, just call Aunt Axiu, you don't need to do it yourself."

"I just wanted to try to do it myself." Qiao Ran muttered, "I really want to overcome my fear of fire, but no matter how hard I try, I can't do it......"

"Fear is not so easy to overcome, it takes time to take your time", Qiao Yan comforted her sister.

Qiao Ran suddenly grabbed Qiao Yan's hand, "Sister, weren't you a psychiatrist before, why can you cure other patients, but not my phobia?" ”

Qiao Yan shook her head dejectedly, "My own memory is still blank, only by remembering what happened at that time can I prescribe the right medicine......" She suddenly stopped, and was surprised that Wei Chihong was standing at the door of the kitchen, and he obviously heard the conversation between their sisters just now.

Yu Chihong didn't say anything, but Qiao Yan could see that his eyes were full of questions.

Aunt Ah Xiu also walked into the kitchen. "What's wrong?" She was frightened by Qiao Ran's appearance, "I've only been away for a while, why is this like this." ”

"I'm sick and afraid of fire." Qiao Yan tried her best to downplay it, she didn't want to cause more speculation on Wei Chihong.

"Get out of here, don't come back to the kitchen in the future." Aunt Xiu and Qiao Yan pulled Qiao Ran up from the ground together, Qiao Yan grabbed Qiao Ran's waist and took her out of the kitchen.

After sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Qiao Ran gradually returned to his normal demeanor. Looking up and seeing Yu Chihong, she was embarrassed by her gaffe, and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"Mr. Wei Chi is here for coffee." Qiao Yan glanced at her sister.

"I'm going to make coffee." Qiao Ran got up and left.

Yu Chihong walked up to Qiao Yan and stared at her tightly.

Qiao Yan didn't like such an oppressive, voyeuristic gaze, she straightened her back and said in a slow, clear voice, "I know what you want to ask." But there are some secrets that you can't share with others, and you know this better than I do. ”

Wei Chihong's eyes staring at her quickly became cold, his face turned pale, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed her wrist and squeezed her tightly with amazing strength, pinching her entire wrist as if it were burning in pain. She exhaled "ah" in pain, and suddenly felt some kind of panicked fear, she had never seen his face like this, what had this man experienced, what kind of untouchable scars did he have?

"Hey, you ......" Qiao Ran exclaimed, she was surprised, how every time she came back from making coffee, she would see an unexpected scene.

Yu Chihong let go of his hand and walked straight to the fireplace, his eyes fell on the photo on the wall, the photo taken by the sixth aunt at the old ferry port of Zhulang Island when she said goodbye to her foreign painter friend. When he spoke again, he had become calm. "Last time you said that your grandfather is Qiao Zhi's eldest son, why do you hang a photo of your sixth aunt at home?"

"My grandfather was raised by the sixth aunt." Qiao Yan also replied calmly, "Although my grandfather was born to the eldest wife, the eldest lady had two miscarriages, and her health was very poor, and she gave birth to her grandfather for less than two years before she lingered on the sickbed until she died, and the child was raised by the sixth aunt. ”