There were all kinds of flowers on the elegant small table, and Xin Xing sat at the table, holding a dewy magnolia in his hand.

Xin Xing carefully looked at the magnolia in his hand, frowning slightly, and hiding sadness under his eyes.

At this time, Yun Yun came in from outside, holding a simple and elegant jade bottle, and walked over and gently placed it in front of Xin Xing.

Yun Yun secretly observed Xin Xing's face from time to time, and said cautiously: "Young Zhuang Master, are you okay?" ”

Xin Xing casually inserted Yulan into the jade bottle, half-narrowed his eyes, and his voice was cold: "I'm fine, you go down first." ”

Yun Yun always felt that something was wrong with Xin Xing's return, but she had no way of knowing, so she had to go down.

Yun Yun had just come out of Xin Xing's house, Director Li came over, the two met, Director Li stopped Yun Yun and said with a smile: "Yun Yun, what are you going to do?" ”

Yun Yun said: "What else can I do?" Take a look at the lunch prepared by Baishan Garden for the young owner. ”

Director Li laughed when he heard this, and Yun Yun asked, "Uncle Li, do you want to find the young owner?" ”

Director Li nodded, and his face was embarrassed: "Oh, that's right." There are three days left to be the birthday of the lord of the dust, but that day just collided with the festival day of the owner, so I came to ask the young owner. ”

Director Li is an old man in the villa, and Shangguan Lichen and Xin Xing's birth date when they got married are kept in his place, and they are occasionally known in the autumn sorting documents.

Director Li watched Xin Xing grow up, and the day of Xin Xing's birthday was the Shangyuan Festival, and it was also the day Fang Wuxian died. He was innocent of the bitterness in this child's heart, and he also knew that she liked Shangguan Lichen, so he was embarrassed.

Yun Yun was surprised: "Huh? No wonder. The young owner is weird, presumably the festival day of the owner is coming, so she is sad. ”

Director Li also sighed again and again, and Yun Yun thought for a while and said: "Uncle Li, I think you should not tell the young owner about this matter, the Shangyuan Festival is a scar on the young owner's heart." And now thou sayest unto her, will thou tear this scar open?

I think that even if you say it, it will add trouble to the young owner. The young owner of the village does love the dust lord, but the owner of the village is the father of the young owner, how can he be compared with the dust lord? ”

After hearing this, Director Li also felt reasonable, but he still looked embarrassed: "But, you have to let the young owner know." So as not to chill the heart of the Lord of the Dust, right? ”

Yun Yun bit her lip and said, "In this way, this matter will be handed over to me, and I will inform the young owner." Anyway, it is absolutely impossible for the young owner to celebrate the birthday of the dust lord on the day of the owner's sacrifice. ”

Director Li nodded and said, "Then, Yunyun, then tell the young master that this matter will be left to you."

Hey~ I didn't expect that the birthdays of the dust lord and the young owner were the same day. Creation makes people, and the young owner has never had a birthday since then. ”

Director Li couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Yun Yun also sighed distressedly, she pursed the corners of her lips and said nothing.

Xin Xing looked at the white flowers in the jade bottle, she took the small scissors and took care of them carefully, and then put down the small scissors with satisfaction.

Xin Xing touched Magnolia and sighed lightly: "Daddy, I miss you so much." ”

Xin Xing's heart was filled with a familiar pain, she frowned uncomfortably, she clenched her fists tightly, and the tails of her eyes were slightly red.

She hated herself, there was no way to avenge her father, she hated her powerlessness.

The murderer is still at large, while her father is always asleep.

Xin Xing's shoulders trembled slightly, and tears gathered to blur his vision.

She took out her handkerchief and wiped it, gasping for a cool breath as she felt her sad heart tremble.

It's a terrible feeling.

She is just a father's relative, the person who loves her the most in the world has left her forever, which makes her sad and sad, every time she thinks about it, her heart is like a knife.

She looked at the fresh flowers, she stiffly pulled out a smile, but she couldn't maintain it, she simply grimaced.

At lunch, Shangguan Lichen thought that he should remind Xin Xing about his birthday, and he looked at Xin Xing.

Xin Xing's expressionless face was eating, and his movements were elegant, but he felt a little out of vitality.

What's wrong with her? Shangguan Lichen couldn't help but worry in his heart.

Fan Yuechen put down the fish soup, smiled and served the soup to Xin Xing, and his tone was still like a spring breeze: "Xin Xing, I specially made your favorite fish soup, drink it while it's hot, it's fresh." ”

The steaming fish soup was placed in front of Xin Xing, Xin Xing didn't move, and he didn't lift his eyes.

The smile on Fan Yuechen's face froze for a few seconds, and then he still said enthusiastically: "Xin Xing, you taste it quickly, Yun Yun said that it is very fragrant." ”

Xin Xing was a little impatient between his eyebrows, still pulling the rice in the bowl, and said in a faint and weak tone: "I don't drink, I don't want to drink." ”

Fan Yuechen's smile gradually dissipated and asked, "What's wrong?" Didn't you love this fish soup before? I made the best drink. ”

Xin Xing raised his eyebrows coldly, raised his eyes and said coldly: "The fish soup made by my father is the best, except for my father's cooking, I don't drink anyone." Yunyun, let's go. ”

Yun Yun glanced at Fan Yuechen with pity, and hurriedly stepped forward to take away the bowl containing the fish soup in front of Xin Xing.

Fan Yuechen's expression was sad, his eyes showed a touch of distress, and then he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Xin Xing." I forgot, oh, by the way, the fish soup made by Uncle Fang is really delicious. Makes you think of the sad place, I'm sorry. Never again. ”

Fan Yuechen's words made people feel distressed to hear, Shangguan Lichen frowned and looked at Xin Xing, but he could only be helpless.

Xin Xingchang exhaled, knowing that his words might have hurt Fan Yuechen, so he spoke: "You're not wrong, you don't have to apologize to me." I was in a bad mood, I was full, and I went first. ”

Xin Xing didn't want to stay any longer, so she left after speaking, and she felt uncomfortable. This fish soup reminded her of her father, those beautiful and precious memories. Now it is like a sharp knife, piercing into the heart.

Sometimes, the better the memory, the more uncomfortable it is now.

Shangguan Lichen looked at Fan Yuechen's lonely appearance and comforted: "Brother Fan, you don't have to care. She was also unintentional, and she was not in a good mood this afternoon. ”

Fan Yuechen glanced at Shangguan Lichen with an obscure look, and then pulled out a stiff smile: "Brother Shangguan, I'm fine." Oh, by the way, I don't think you have something to say to Xin Xing. What's the situation? ”

Shangguan Lichen said casually: "Oh, there are three days left to be my birthday, just on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, I just want to tell the young owner to see how to get it." ”

Fan Yuechen's eyes were deep, and he said with a smile: "With such a big event as your birthday, Xin Xing will definitely do a good job, I'm afraid she knows how to prepare a surprise for you." ”

Shangguan Lichen smiled happily when he heard this: "I have been married to the young owner for a short time, and I forgot what happened before, who knows if I said it." I think it's better to say more about her, after all, we are husband and wife, so it's better to face it head-on. ”

Fan Yuechen looked at the steaming fish soup in front of him, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his tone was a little careless: "That's right." ”