Chapter 36 – Shadow on Paper

After a long time, the woman smiled and said, "Then it can be explained, your father's cooking skills were taught by me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 InfoYou have a good father. Xu Yan and Lan Ming glanced at each other, both stunned. Lan Ming's mother and his father turned out to be old acquaintances?

"Xiao Ming, my mother is a little uncomfortable. After dinner, you go take care of it, and I'll rest in the room first. After speaking, Lan Ming's mother stood up and walked towards the room. The rest of Lan Ming and Xu Yan stared wide-eyed, and neither of them spoke, eating in silence.

Lan Ming was puzzled by his mother's strange appearance.

Xu Yan fell into a strange mood because his father had been making tattoo food for him since he was a child.

After the meal, Lan Ming cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the rice table, and went to fetch water to clean up.

At this time, Lan Ming's mother came out of the room again: "Little Brother Xu, I have something to say to you, is it convenient to come in?"

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The room was clean and there wasn't much frills.

A plain bed, a long case.

On the desk, there is a candle of residual light slowly swaying, making the light of the space a little hypnotic.

Xu Yan walked into Lan Ming's mother's room: "Auntie......"

"My surname is Xue, you can call me Aunt Xue. Aunt Xue smiled and said, "Your father and I are old acquaintances, and it is most suitable to call me Aunt Xue. 」

She walked on the edge of the bed and patted her beside her to signal Xu Yan to sit down.

Xu Yan was not polite, and strode to the edge of the bed and sat beside Aunt Xue: "If my father had anything wrong back then, I am here to apologize for him. 」

After many incidents, Xu Yan has recognized Xu Tian's father in his heart. His character is simple, dare to love and hate. Since he has recognized this father, then his son also needs to pay back what his father provoked.

Aunt Xue was stunned when she heard this, then shook her head with a smile: "You little doll also thinks too much. Your father and I are old acquaintances, but we don't know each other as well as you think. At the cost of teaching me cooking, I asked him to get my tattoos for me. That's all. 」

Xu Yan let out a long breath when he heard this, if his father and Lan Ming's mother were enemies, it would easily affect the friendship between the two.

This is not what Xu Yan wants to see.

Aunt Xue saw Xu Yan's reaction: "Maybe my reaction just now made you misunderstood. Thinking of your father reminds me of things I'm running away from. Those things are things I don't want Xiao Ming to touch. That's why I reacted this way. 」

Xu Yan was silent, he was not an ordinary ten-year-old child, and his observation power was naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people. The house built in the distant jungle, the excellent cooking of tattooed food, is related to his mysterious father. The Aunt Xue in front of her is obviously not an ordinary person.

"Since you are Xu Tian's child, I believe that your future will not be ordinary. 」

"Xiao Ming is a stupid child, I hope to take care of it for me in the future, if I can. 」

Aunt Xue stood up and bowed to Xu Yanyingying, "Please. 」

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Lan Ming happily waved to Aunt Xue, "Mom, I'm going back to the academy!

Aunt Xue said kindly, "Remember to listen to Xiao Yan's words if you have something, be careful yourself. 」

"Hmm!"

Xu Yan also bowed slightly to Aunt Xue: "Thank you for your hospitality, I will take care of Lan Ming." 」

It was dark, and the two children took advantage of the moonlight and walked in the direction of Nancheng.

"If I knew it, I told the old driver to stay......

"Hmm...... One big bag can make the fare cheaper, so I'll make ten big bags for my father and uncle next time. 」

「...... Lan Ming, you're getting more and more philistine. 」

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Lan Ming and Xu Yan were away for a long time, and the house hidden in the forest returned to calm again, only the residual lamp on the desk in the room slowly shook with the wind.

Aunt Xue's eyes looked at the candle flames, thinking a lot.

It's been ten years.

After ten years of escape, suddenly a son of an old man came.

Does it mean anything?

She sighed faintly, but there was some bad omen in her heart.

It's just that she didn't know that there were three people a kilometer away from the forest house.

The person in the center also sighed faintly, and the time of his sigh was surprisingly consistent with that of Aunt Xue in the house: "It's been ten years...... Haven't escaped enough?"

And beside him, a person said respectfully: "Emperor ......" Before the words fell, the person in the center raised his hand: "If you are not in the palace, you don't need to call it that." 」

The man hesitated for a moment, but still said respectfully, "Master, it's confirmed. Xue Ting is inside. 」

On the other side of the person in the center, he was silent, as if nothing had to do with him.

"Xue Ting...... Let's go. 」

As the word let's go fell, the three of them seemed to teleport. In just a moment, it appeared on the gravel outside the forest house, and the creaking sound of the white gravel when it hit the ground caused the faint silhouette seen through the paper window to shake slightly.

"Visiting late at night, what is the matter?" Xue Ting's voice came through the paper window.

"Xiaoting, it's me. 」

Xue Ting's body trembled violently when she heard this, and for a moment, she forced herself to calm down: "Xue Ting has been away from the Southern Imperial City for ten years, and she has nothing to do with her flowers and plants. 」

"How can the bond between us be erased in ten years?"

"For the past ten years, I've been waiting for you to come back. 」

The two talked through the paper window, and could only look at each other's silhouettes through silhouettes.

Both of them had the ability to easily erase the paper window, but it was as if they were keeping the last distance away.

Xue Ting said in a low voice, "Xue Ting knew that she didn't have this blessing, so she didn't think much about it. But I want to be quiet so that I can spend the rest of my life. 」

"There are some things that you don't fight about, how do you know the result?"

"If there is a fight, then it is no longer Xue Ting. 」

Outside the house, the man was silent, savoring the meaning of this sentence. After a long time, he laughed at himself: "I can get everything in the world, but I can't get my beloved. 」

"Once you enter a wealthy house, it is as deep as the sea, let alone the palace gate. Xue Ting replied in a low voice.

The man did not give up and said again, "I have regretted it for ten years, and I don't want to give up again. Xue Ting, if you go back with me, I promise to cut all the thorns and give you a name. 」

Separated by a piece of paper, Xue Ting's silhouette was silent.

After a long time, she slowly spoke, "Perhaps, it's ten years late. If it was when Xue Ting left, he would have said this to Xue Ting. Xue Ting will never leave. 」

When the man outside heard this, his face was as pale as paper.

The man on the right was startled and hurriedly held on, and was about to shout angrily, but was blocked by the man.

After a long time, the man sighed faintly, "You are right. I thought I was preparing for ten years just to take you back. But in fact, it took you ten years to die to my heart. 」

"If you say goodbye today, you may never meet again in the future. 」

"Xue Ting, take care. Let me know that my beloved is still alive and well, which is the best blessing for me. 」

By the candle flame, Xue Ting had already burst into tears, but she endured the sound of her crying, the silhouette did not shake, and her voice was as calm as water: "I wish you well, Xue Ting will burn incense every day and pray for the emperor's dragon health." 」

The man outside the house sighed again, looked at the man on the left who had been silent, and said, "Let's go." 」

The man nodded, put his hand lightly on the shoulders of the other two, and disappeared in an instant, only the footprints that had been slightly trodden on the white gravel, and the tearful woman across the paper window, symbolized their appearance.