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When Dr. Huang got the news that Ji Lun was going out, he immediately went to a room to report, and after he finished speaking, he said: "The adults are very good, and the war is busy, so it's rare to take the time to come back once, don't you go home......?"

"Can't go home...... Prepare something. The middle-aged man was dressed in a blue-black military uniform, with no logo on his shoulders, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, and looked at the flowers on the side of the photo frame on the desktop: "Wait for the child to go back to the hospital, and insert this bouquet of flowers into his room!"

Dr. Huang looked at it, it was a bouquet of wild flowers, only the petals were blood-red, which made people moved.

The middle-aged man instructed the young officer again: "Jiang Shan, go and call a lawyer." ”

The lawyer soon came, he bowed his head in front of the middle-aged man, listened to the secret words, and wrote.

Jiang Shan's young officer was also dressed in a military uniform, with a pen pinned to his pocket, a slender and upright figure, a handsome face, and a slight bullet scratch mark on his chin, in his twenties, with the rank of second lieutenant pinned to his shoulder, and when he came back, he stood upright on one side, his hand pressed on his saber, and he did not move.

It wasn't until the lawyer's pen ran out of water that when Jiang Shan stepped forward to hand over his pen, his eyes occasionally swept the words 'will' at the beginning of the article, and he was immediately shocked and immediately shouted: "Colonel!"

"We are soldiers and do not shy away from this. The colonel seemed to be a little emotional, and smiled faintly: "I have already explained above, if I fail...... If you can't come back, there are some things that need to be dealt with in advance. ”

The Colonel said, pausing, his gaze sliding over the little boy in the framed photo on the table, "Anyway, if he lives, this is what he deserves...... It's just him. ”

The pen shook, the tip of the alloy pen slid over the paper, the page was turned, and finally the will reached the master, and the colonel signed it...... October 20, 3062 in the Son of Heaven calendar, Ji Jiang.

Finally, the stamp was stamped, and the finger print was pressed, bright red as blood, reflecting the red wildflowers on the table.

............

"It was ...... just now"

On the small round table in the dining room outside the kitchen, the woman had taken off her bear apron and looked like a dishman: "...... If you want to eat, wash your hands first"

Ji Lun stood motionless, looking at her cheeks, staggered from the impression in her memory, she was the orderly who took care of her mother...... I also remembered that my mother inherited the temper of my grandfather's chef, and rarely cooked by herself, most of the time she still taught this female orderly to cook, and it was normal to appear at home.

But a shadow that disappeared in his heart expanded again, and he slowly asked, "Aunt Qingyun, where is Mom?"

"Hey, you asked...... I thought you'd come in and ask, poof...... You just came up and hugged it, you won't think of your sister as your mother, right?" Miao Qingyun's words made the young man a little embarrassed, and she smiled again: "I'm not as beautiful as my wife...... Madame, she has returned to her mother's house, and she will not be back until a while. ”

"Oh...... Really?"

"That's right, Auntie will still lie to you, didn't Lao Zhang tell you?" Miao Qingyun held her apron and couldn't help but look out of the door, Lao Zhang hadn't come back yet.

Ji Lun's eyes fell on her hand, looked at the layout of the surrounding rooms, nodded, and sat down to eat...... He didn't taste the meal.

After the meal, Miao Qingyun cleaned up and brought it to the door: "Auntie go and call Lao Zhang, he said that you are going to the library in the afternoon......?" By the way, there are a few bottles of milk in the freezer...... I'm going to give it to Xiaoxiao for a while, don't drink it secretly...... I'll talk to you when I come back. ”

"Okay, goodbye, Aunt Qingyun. ”

Ji Lun smiled and watched her leave, waited for the door to close, put away his smile, ran upstairs to check, and first went to turn through his mother's diary, except for the three words Su Ximei on the title page, and turned it inside, the first page was blank, the second page was blank, and the third page was blank...... It's all blank.

Wardrobes, underbeds, storage rooms, and study rooms, this search was fruitless...... It seemed that everything was normal, and the hostess had just left.

But Ji Lun's intuition is not right, it is not normal.

After thinking about it, I rummaged through the dressing cabinet that men were not familiar with, and under the mirror of the dresser were traditional makeup fats, powders, eyebrows, fragrances, beauty pens, combs, grates, scissors, and some small objects that Ji Lun didn't recognize, but they all seemed to be rematched, and even when the drawer of the dresser was opened, it was ...... A grinding sound that hasn't been used for a long time.

Ji Lun's heart sank, and at this moment, he heard a soft "meow", and suddenly quieted down, listened attentively, and turned his eyes to the ceiling...... On the second floor, it's the roof.

"What the hell?"

He rolled over to the balcony, his legs were still a little weak, and he was just about to climb the wall with the strength of his hands, and stopped there, on the eaves, a white kitten, quietly looking down, his round blue eyes looked at Ji Lun, and on its collar hung something that made Ji Lun feel familiar.

But on the rooftops of the town's houses, Guillon didn't think he, a half-crippled human, could catch a nimble cat...... It can laugh at itself in a thousand poses.

"Kitten, don't you come down, there's milk ......" Ji Lun beckoned, showing with both hands that he was not hostile, slowly retreated out of the balcony, touched the sound of the chair moving, and looked back, it was the yellow rosewood circle chair that his mother was sitting on that night in the fog world......

Go back to the room and go straight to the kitchen on the first floor.

I have already seen the freezer in the corner of the kitchen, which is not a mechanical compression refrigeration job, but only uses cellar ice in an insulated cabinet, which has been used overseas for decades, and it is only used by urban families, and the empire has become popular...... There were a few bottles of milk in it, and they all took it out, took a plate, and put it down in the mother's master bedroom on the second floor, and poured it full of milk...... As for what Miao Qingyun said to bring to Xiaoxiao, Ji Lun doesn't know who Xiaoxiao is, so he doesn't care, let her buy it herself.

"Huh" the little white cat jumped off the roof, shook its tail very lightly, stepped on the circle chair with four feet, jumped into the bedroom floor, and ran to the milky white basin with small steps.

Guillen remembers who said that some cats can't drink milk, only goat's milk, but there are also some who can't drink without paying attention to it...... This little white cat is undoubtedly very good to feed.

The snow-white cat has a black leather collar and a silver bell hanging from its neck, and what hangs from the bell is not a usual hammer, but a mini cute little bronze key, which does not make a clanging sound when it is not violent, which is very unique and arouses Guillen's association...... Looks like you've seen this bronze key?

That's right, yes!

This is the bronze key that the mother in the spirit world carries closely, opening the basement for herself, and it turns out that in reality, it is hanging from the neck of a pet cat.

Ji Lun squatted down speechlessly to check the bronze key, the little white cat only cared about drinking milk at this time, his tail swept his fingers, looked up at his face, sniffed the breath, and continued to drink milk.

"You're not afraid of me?"

At that moment, Ji Lun saw clearly a wreath of jasmine with the color of snow-white ice crystals on the black leather collar, and a few Juanxiu inscriptions in the middle of the wreath: "Su Xiaoxiaomei." ”

Su Xiaoxiao...... Eyebrows?"

Ji Lun's expression was stunned for a moment, and he finally understood that milk was originally for this little white cat to drink, and giving a cat the name Su Xiaoxiaomei is really humorous that is difficult to evaluate.

Juanxiu's handwriting is familiar and kind, and it can be determined that this cat is raised by her mother Su Xiaomei, which makes Ji Lun a little relieved - the thin in the middle of Su Xiaomei, which means small and young, can be Su Xiaoyoumei, Su Youyoumei, Su Youyoumei, Su Xiaoxiaomei...... can be used to indicate who the mistress of this cat is, no wonder it smells the breath of the little owner and is not nervous.

Among the four alternative names, historical allusions are cited, and Su Xiaoxiao, a famous prostitute who has survived independently, has evolved into Su Xiaoxiaomei...... Su Xiaomei's eyebrows, which means that the famous prostitute Su Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyebrows are just the beauty of a kitten raised by Su Xiaomei?

If that's what it means, it's a humorous metaphor.

If the mother didn't go back to her parents' house and was still here, Ji Lun could ask with a smile, but she could only wait for next time.

The little white cat drank a large pot of milk, and did not see a bulging stomach at all, and climbed into bed, as if it was used to lying on it and napping, making Ji Lun feel that the cat was the owner of the house, and he was just a servant...... I was speechless for a while, although the cat is cute, how can anyone like to raise it?

Having a cat is like having an owner!

Ji Xiangsi is not as skilled as this kitten to occupy the bed, this is most likely because the mother Su Ximei used to keep this cat in order to relieve loneliness when she couldn't see the child, and even took the name as a daughter.

"Hey, wait......"

Ji Lun was stunned for a moment, and thought of the question: "If it was the mother who kept kittens, didn't the mother take her with her?"

Miao Qingyun at home didn't say when her mother would return to her parents' house or when she would come back, and she didn't say anything.

The life span of a cat is not long, this Su Xiaoxiao ...... The little white cat is very young, maybe only one or two years old, and it should have been raised by its mother before this, which means that the mother has not been away from home for a long time.

At this point, Miao Qingyun did not deceive himself.

Ji Lun held up the little white cat again to check its gender, it was a female cat.

She was shy, meowed, broke free, jumped on the bed, jumped on the back of the chair circle on the balcony, raised her chin, and looked down condescendingly at Ji Lun, the engraving of Su Xiaoxiao's eyebrows in the snow-white jasmine wreath sparkled in the sun, like her hostess.

"Cats are so hard to serve......"

Ji Lun didn't care about the temper of a pet kitten, silently turned around the real home, walked over one room after another, and it was indeed empty ...... It's the same as an empty house in a foggy world.

I touched the top of the chandelier and the top of the cabinet that are most likely to get dirty, and my hands are clean and free of dust, or the housekeeper will call someone to clean it, which makes it even more difficult to determine the specific time of my mother's departure.

But what is becoming more and more certain is ...... Mother is not Miao Qingyun flickered back to her parents' house.

Going back to your parents' house alone?

Do you deceive children...... Or Miao Qingyun and Lao Zhang thought that they could deceive the children who grew up in their eyes, but they didn't know that this child had a serious mother, and from childhood to adulthood, Su Ximei never hid her private affairs and emotions from the child, which was the basis of her words and deeds, including some family matters that even Ji Jiang didn't know.

It is impossible for my mother to go back to her so-called mother's house.

Ji Lun's heart sank, and he finally recalled that when he spoke up, Dr. Li's desire to speak stopped, and when he talked about his mother, his little classmate Zhang Baobao's desire to speak stopped...... Including the strangeness of several women when he talked about his mother to Nan Nan Tian Xuancao in the fog world town earlier.

With many clues, Guillen had to consider the question of whether his mother had ......

Out of the yard, lying quietly on the bench in the yard, the autumn breeze was whining, the sun was shining, Ji Lun didn't feel the slightest warmth, it seemed to be in the deepest ice abyss.

It turns out that what is more terrifying and cold than the fog world is reality......