Lan Yunyi lowered her eyes and looked at the clothes in Lan Chongzhou's hand, but suddenly laughed out loud, with some sarcasm.

She slowly bent down, looked at him level, and spoke expressionlessly.

"I was seven years old that year, and after cutting Lan Wanru's wrists to take blood, I fainted and died in Lan Mansion due to excessive blood loss. It was a bowl full of blood. ”

"You were afraid that I would die, and that Lan Wanru would never be able to drink blood again, so you took me to the pharmacy. Opposite the pharmacy is an ordinary ready-to-wear store. When I woke up, the first thing I saw was the pink dress. ”

"Let me tell you, fourth brother, I really want this pink dress. I thought you would agree to me for the sake of me going to the Ghost Gate for Lan Wanru. ”

"But you had a gloomy face, and your hand pinched my wound hard, and said to me: my wrists are full of scars, and my fingers are full of calluses left by embroidery, and I am not qualified to wear such a beautiful color."

"You said that Lan Wanru is still lying on the hospital bed, and I still use these fancy intestines, it is simply without conscience and makes you sick."

"In the end, you left me and went home alone. I stumbled after you, and saw with my own eyes that you bought that pink dress and gave it to Lan Wanru. ”

"I hate pink the most from now on."

Lan Yunyi stared at Lan Chongzhou's eyes, and opened his mouth word by word, with a hint of trembling in his calm tone.

When she saw herself in Lan Chongzhou's scarlet eyes, it was as if she had returned to the age of seven and returned to that dark childhood.

When she stumbled behind Lan Chongzhou, she was hasty and humble. It's like a lost dog that has been abandoned by the whole world.

Lan Yunyi suddenly began to tremble.

She thought that if she lived a lifetime, she would forget all her unwillingness, digest all the favoritism and neglect alone, and if there was no love or hate, she could treat them as strangers.

But she can't forget, she can't forget.

How can we forget the wound carved into the bone marrow?

For a while, the wind blew Lan Yunyi's sleeves, revealing the criss-crossing scars on her wrists, densely like centipedes, looking extremely ugly.

The tips of the fingers are covered with thick calluses, losing the softness and freshness of the girl.

Her hands were rough like an old woman.

Lan Yunyi hurriedly ripped off his sleeves, covered the scar on his wrist, turned around and ran back to the yard.

Lan Chongzhou stood motionless in the wind, his eyes were hollow, as if he was about to shed blood and tears. He let the wind beat against his cheeks, feeling like his heart was being bitten by insects.

He slowly let go of his hand, and the pink clothes in his hand fluttered in the wind, and slammed into the dust again, like a dying butterfly.

He doesn't seem to be qualified to atone for Yun Yi's sins, and he is not qualified to ask Yun Yi for forgiveness at all.

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"Childe, Childe Lan? We're closed, why don't you call Miss Lan Er to pick you up? The little guy in the Ning Xiang Pavilion looked at Lan Yuantian in front of him, a little embarrassed.

Lan Yuantian was still holding the wine jug at the moment, lying on all fours, lying on his back in the middle of the Ning Xiang Pavilion, and none of the fox friends who drank with him last night were gone.

Since Lan Yunyi and Lan Fu separated, this Lan Yuantian has no one to care about.

Without Lan Yunyi following him like an old mother, he was even more at ease, wandering around the Qinglou all day long, and returning to the Blue Mansion once in half a month.

"Get out, don't call that old witch! It's obviously my sister, but it's the same chatter as my mother, and I'm ashamed. The master has feet and can walk on his own! ”

Lan Yuantian covered his head, his expression painful and nasal.

After a hangover, he only felt like he had a splitting headache.

"It's just Lan Gongzi, you have been in this incense pavilion on credit for half a month...... You see this? ”

Lan Yuantian got up in annoyance, staggered out with the wine jug in his arms: "You wait, the master will go home and find the old witch to get the money." ”

When he returned home, he found that the Blue Mansion had already changed.

He pushed open Lan Yunyi's door and wanted to ask her for money, but found that there was no one inside, and even the tattered dresser was covered with dust.

He didn't bother to go to Lan Wanru, who was crying, to ask for money, so he went directly to Lan Chongzhou's courtyard.

Lan Chongzhou's courtyard was quiet, there was not even a small servant waiting, and the door was not locked, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Lan Yuantian instantly felt his scalp tingle, and even his chaotic brain cleared up a lot.

"Fourth brother, there are dead people in your house?" Lan Yuantian frowned and covered his nose with his sleeve.

When Lan Chongzhou heard the movement, he raised his head stiffly, and Lan Yuantian saw his pale face, with blood marks on his face.

The clothes on his body were tattered and undressed, as if they had just been picked up from the garbage dump, but the green bamboo embroidered on them was beautiful.

Lan Chongzhou's whole person was lifeless, it was obviously broad daylight, Lan Yuanzhou was so frightened that he trembled all over, feeling like he had seen a ghost.

Lan Chongzhou only glanced at him, twisted his neck stiffly, slowly lowered his head, and did the work in his hands by himself.

A dignified seven-foot man, who usually holds a knife and a gun, is now holding an embroidery needle in his fingertips, and his eyes are wide as he embroiders on his clothes, obviously treating the clothes as treasures.

What he was holding in his hand looked like his daughter's clothes, but it was already bloodstained, and Lan Chongzhou's hands were also densely packed with needle eyes.

"Fourth brother, what about Lan Yunyi? Where did that old witch go? ”

Lan Chongzhou's hand moved.

"She didn't stay in the house well, she boiled me sobering soup and made Wanru's blood jar, where did she go crazy again? This doesn't even care about home? It's too unconscionable. Lan Yuantian muttered to himself, not seeing Lan Chongzhou's sudden change in face.

Lan Chongzhou stood up, he carefully folded his clothes and put them on the table, and then asked softly, "Have you ever taken care of your family?" ”

Lan Yuantian thought that he had heard it wrong, and his expression was like seeing a ghost.

Fourth brother, what does this mean?

Don't they often say this about Lan Yunyi on weekdays?

Lan Yunyi is just ignorant and annoying, she doesn't abide by women's morals, and she messes with wild men all day long, which his friends have seen with their own eyes.

Today he just said something, what's the matter?

"I'm just asking Lan Yunyi where she went, she's a rotten person, and you still don't allow me to say it?" Lan Yuanday's wine hadn't woken up yet, and at this moment, the young master's temper came, and he kicked the vase next to him.

"Rotten one? I won't say anything about her! Lan Chongzhou rushed in front of Lan Yuantian, pulled his collar with both hands, and pushed him against the corner.

When Chu Huan entered the room with the medicine, he saw such a tense scene.

"This is the eldest lady's medicine, she is afraid of bitterness, she needs you to drink it and melt it in the blood, and then give her the blood."

Chu Huan lowered his head and finished speaking, for fear that they would not fight when he came, so he hurriedly went out again, and closed the door intimately.

Lan Chongzhou stared at the bowl of medicine on the table and slowly let go of his hand.

This is what he once said to Lan Yunyi......

"Fourth brother? You cut your wrists instead of Lan Yunyi to take blood? You are going to be the champion of martial arts in the future, how can you do such a thing? What about Lan Yun? Lan Yuanday's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Where did she go?" Lan Chongzhou raised his head and laughed, tears streaming down his cheeks, his voice hoarse and poignant.

"I also want to know where she went, we lost her, Yuan Day! We lost her! ”

Lan Yuantian looked at the strange Lan Chongzhou in front of him, and only felt that he was unreasonable.

"Lost? Or did you elope with a wild man? A sarcastic smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.