"Come in. There is no clothes for you to change at home, so you should go to the fire and take off your shirt and bake it, it will dry faster. ”

Entering the house, Liu Sirui put the wooden basin on the ground aside, and then beckoned Mo Qingfeng to sit down casually, reminding her with a flat face.

"Okay, thank you."

Mo Qingfeng didn't mind when he heard this, got up and took off his undershirt and walked towards the kitchen. Liu Sirui looked around and called her husband softly, but still did not respond.

"This guy has gone somewhere again. Could it be that you are gambling again? ”

Liu Sirui speculated like this in her heart, and the expression on her face couldn't help but be a little solemn. After a while, Mo Qingfeng walked out of the kitchen with his coat on, just like when he entered the house before, his eyes began to look everywhere, as if he was looking for something like Fang Ziyin.

"Thank you, young man, for today's events. I know what you're here for. It's just that although you helped me, since I promised to keep my mouth shut about the past, I won't break my promise. ”

Seeing Mo Qingfeng's persistent appearance, Liu Sirui somewhat guessed Mo Qingfeng's identity and the purpose of coming here, so she didn't bother to waste any more time, and looked straight at Mo Qingfeng with a resolute tone.

"Aunt Liu, you have something unspeakable, I can understand it. If you really don't want to say it, I won't force it. It's just that I still have a few questions that I hope you can answer truthfully. ”

From Liu Sirui's demeanor and words, Mo Qingfeng already knew that she was today, and it was impossible to ask her about the grievances between the Mo Liu family back then. But he was not willing to come in vain this time, so in the end he still held out hope, even if he could get some clues and let himself start from elsewhere.

"You ask, but whether to answer or not, the choice is up to me."

Liu Sirui's rich face showed a resolute look. Obviously, once Mo Qingfeng asks about the events of the year, she will still keep her mouth shut.

Seeing this, Mo Qingfeng smiled helplessly, thought for a moment, and lowered his eyebrows to confirm: "Aunt Liu and my mother Shen Ruxin, but they are college classmates?" ”

"Yes." Liu Sirui did not hide this and replied truthfully.

"But you wrote it to my mother?"

Mo Qingfeng took out the letter from his jacket pocket, which he threw away that day and picked it up again after recovery, opened it and handed it to Liu Sirui.

Taking the letterhead, his eyes swept to the slightly wrinkled but brand-new envelope, Liu Sirui's face was expressionless, and he felt a little puzzled in his heart. However, when she took out the old letter paper that had been crumpled by Mo Qingfeng from inside, her eyes instantly became solemn.

"How can this letter be in your hands? Could it be that your mother told you to come to me? ”

Liu Sirui briefly glanced at the beginning of the letter, and did not continue to look down. Because she wrote the letter, she knew the content better than anyone else. However, after all these years, she also roughly guessed that Shen Ruxin should not have received this letter at the beginning, but was intercepted halfway.

"No, my mother has not read the letter. No one asked me to come to you either. It's me who wants to know what happened between the Moliu family back then. ”

Mo Qingfeng frowned and explained, and then he was surprised and tempted again: "For this letter, Aunt Liu doesn't have anything else to ask?" ”

When the slightly positive voice fell, Liu Sirui's heart tightened, but she didn't think that she hadn't spoken yet, and she had already guessed the mood in her heart by Mo Qingfeng, so she took a shallow breath and shook her head slowly.

"Blessings and misfortunes are predestined. Now let's talk about it, what if we know it? You'd better go, as I said, I will never mention the events of the past. ”

Liu Sirui's heart was as hard as iron, Mo Qingfeng knew that no matter how much persuasion was useless, after a touch of loss passed through her heart, she could only get up slowly and go into the kitchen to retrieve her underwear.

However, just when Mo Qingfeng took his clothes and was about to leave, Liu Sirui, who was silent for a moment, suddenly stopped him.

"This hibiscus brocade was wrapped around you when your mother gave birth to you, and then it fell on me because you were in a hurry. Since you're here today, take it back with you. ”

Liu Sirui said softly, and at the same time, under the wardrobe next to herself, carefully pulled out a pink and white satin quilt, and then handed it to Mo Qingfeng.

Mo Qingfeng looked at the satin quilt in front of him, took it carefully, his lips opened slightly, and he wanted to ask something, but he was ordered to be evicted by Liu Sirui again: "It's not early, you better go back early." ”

After Liu Sirui finished speaking, she turned around and left, not giving Mo Qingfeng a chance to ask anything more.

However, just as Mo Qingfeng stepped out of the house, his eyes looked at the pond in front of him, but he suddenly remembered what had just happened, his expression froze, and he suddenly turned around and called Liu Sirui.

"Aunt Liu, today because of me, you offended the man in gray by the pond. I'm gone, what if they come back to you for trouble? ”

The pace under her feet suddenly stagnated, Liu Sirui lowered her head slightly, her eyebrows and face were slightly heavy. However, after hesitating for a moment, she didn't look back after all, and resolutely walked into her bedroom, obviously signaling to Mo Qingfeng that this matter had nothing to do with him, and she didn't want him to get involved more.

Mo Qingfengjun's brows furrowed, and a trace of worry rose in his heart. However, he also knew that he couldn't move Liu Sirui, and in desperation, his mind moved, turned back to the hall, took out a pen and paper on the side of the table, left his name, address and contact information on it, and then carefully put it into the drawer under the table, then sighed lightly and left slowly.

Liu Sirui, who walked into the bedroom, suddenly weakened, and sat straight on the chair next to the desk, breathing slightly rapidly at the tip of her nose. Her expression changed slightly, and after a long time, she gradually regained her calm.

However, when she turned her eyes to the glass corner of the desk next to her, her wrist touched the black-and-white photo that Sun Yan had just taken out and had not had time to put back because she had left in a hurry.

"How did you take it out?"

Liu Sirui shook her head suspiciously, and then got up and put the photo of her classmates back under the glass.

However, when her last eyes fell on the two women's faces in the photo, that is, herself and Shen Ruxin, the expression on her face slowly stiffened, and she guessed something in a trance, and the whole person sat down on the chair with a bang, and the corners of her lips trembled slightly.

"Is it really destined to be impossible to hide what happened back then......

With a long sigh, Liu Sirui's expression was complex and solemn, and her face seemed to have a deep look of exhaustion and abruptness.

"Sunny wind."

On the side of the cement-paved one-way road, Mo Qingfeng slowly walked out from the end of the path, but an extremely familiar girl's soft call made him raise his eyebrows sharply, and immediately followed the prestige.

In the place where he came into view, Fang Ziyin, who was in a purple dress, was leaning next to his red Porsche sports car, with a slight smile on the corner of her lips, looking at herself from a distance, as if she had been waiting here for a while.

"You did come anyway."

"Aren't you coming along?" Mo Qingfeng's question fell, but Fang Ziyin did not answer, but also pursed her lips and asked.

Mo Qingfeng pursed the corners of his mouth and was noncommittal, walked quickly to Fang Ziyin, looked at her for a moment, and then looked at her beautiful face with a little curiosity, and said in surprise: "Ziyin, aren't you angry with me?" ”

"What can you do when you're angry? Instead of arguing with you, I might as well make you feel sorry for me. ”

Fang Ziyin tilted her head, and didn't wait for Mo Qingfeng to explain anything, but she preemptively diverted the topic, turned to the right color and asked tentatively: "How is it, did you ask anything from Liu Sirui?" ”

Mo Qingfeng pursed his lips helplessly, shook his head slowly, and a touch of loss flashed on his face.

"Forget it, Sunny Wind, it's okay. Perhaps, she really has something unspeakable. ”

Seeming to sigh lightly, Fang Ziyin raised her hand to brush the hair on her sideburns casually, and then looked up: "It's getting dark, let's go back first." ”

Fang Ziyin's beautiful eyes flowed, the corner of her eyes swept over the pink satin quilt in Mo Qingfeng's hand, her eyebrows frowned, her red lips moved, and she groaned slightly for a moment, but in the end she didn't ask anything.

"Let's go."

Mo Qingfeng nodded lightly, took one last look at Liu Sirui's house not far away, opened the car door, and after the two got into the car, they slowly turned back on the road they came from.

Santa Fe Modern City High-tech Villa Park, the villa where Nalan Sakura's mother and daughter live.

"Yangyang, this kid, is not in school and can't be reached by phone, where did he go?"

In the center of the bright hall on the first floor of the villa, in front of the jade square table, Nalan Qian slowly paced back and forth in the room several times, and a little anxious look gradually appeared on his old face.

He had just rushed home from the monitoring room of the archives building of Santa Feyton Business School, because he vaguely felt the complexity of this incident, and wanted to contact Shao Yang immediately, wanting to ask him if he had found any clues, but when he came back, he called him a few times, but it showed that the other party was not in the service area and could not be connected.

This couldn't help but make Nalan Qian's heart tighten, and he remembered the scene when Shao Yang went out and left in a hurry this morning.

In desperation, Nalan Qian sat back on the edge of the sofa, picked up the phone, pondered for a moment, and then pressed Liu Qingyi's number and dialed it.

"Hey, is it Qingyi?" When the phone was connected, Nalan Qian's white brows furrowed slightly, and his old face gradually turned positive.

"Grandpa Qian? It's me, do you have anything to do with me? ”

Liu Qingyi, who was tidying up in his bedroom, raised his hand to connect the phone, and when he saw that it was Nalan Qian calling, he was also busy connecting it, and then responded with a light smile.

"Is he with you? I have something to look for him, but I don't know why, I can't get in touch on the phone. ”

"No, Shao Yang, he didn't contact me today."

Liu Qingyi's eyebrows frowned slightly when she heard this, as if she heard a faint worry from Nalan Qian's words, and hurriedly smiled and comforted: "It's okay, Grandpa Qian, don't worry, if you want to find Shao Yang, I'll help you ask the others." ”

"Then please, Qingyi. Find Shao Yang and remember to let him go home immediately. ”