It turns out that no matter how cold and arrogant a woman is, even if she is really a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world above the nine heavens. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBut there will always be a day when because of a man, he is willing to let go of all his coldness and pride, and falls into the world to become an ordinary and ordinary silly girl.

Yang Xiaofeng is such a man in Luo Qingxue's heart. He was the man who was willing to turn her from a fairy into a silly girl.

Looking at the embarrassment of the three of them, Luo Qingxue was a little strange and asked, "Dad, brother, sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

The three of them hurriedly said in unison: "Oh, it's okay, it's okay."

After speaking, they looked at Luo Qingxue at the same time, and glanced at each other again, Luo Wenbin and Luo Qingyu couldn't help laughing again, Lan Ru also covered her mouth and looked at her straight and laughed.

Luo Qingxue was really a little embarrassed by the three of them, her face was red, and she pretended to be angry: "Dad, brother, what are you laughing at inexplicably?"

The three of them burst out laughing again, and this time even Lan Ru laughed out loud.

In order not to be teased by the three of them again, Luo Qingxue didn't dare to ask more, so she had to turn her head and look at Yang Xiaofeng secretly, but just then, she saw that Yang Xiaofeng happened to be looking at her with a smile.

When she smiled at him, her face suddenly turned a little redder, and immediately, she smiled at him herself.

In this situation, she couldn't help but think of a poem by Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman in the Han Dynasty: "I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated."

Isn't it enough to have you by your side in this life?

Before you know it, the meal is over.

After cleaning up the table, the freshly warmed wine was put back on the table.

Luo Qingyu poured a full cup for each of the three of them again.

The wine is still just the wine, and the people are still just the people, but Luo Wenbin is not as good as he was just when he drank the wine in the cup. He looked at Yang Xiaofeng, his face gradually became much heavier, but he hesitated, waited for a while, and finally asked lightly: "Feng'er, what happened to Qingshui Villa on that night ten years ago, and what happened to the disaster that night?"

As soon as these words came out, the others immediately put away the smiles on their faces, and they all waited for a while, waiting for Yang Xiaofeng to tell the truth about those pains.

Luo Qingyu sighed and said, "Yes, Xiaofeng, what happened back then?"

He didn't wait for Yang Xiaofeng to answer, and said: "That year, when we got the news, it was half a month later. At that time, Dad, me, and Xiaoxue rushed to Qingshui Villa with a large number of elite forces from Falling Snow Valley, and all we saw were corpses all over the ground. It was a terrible sight."

He glanced at Luo Qingxue and continued: "At that time, Xiaoxue didn't close her eyes for three days and three nights, looking for your body over and over again in the pile of dead people like crazy, she wanted to know if you were still alive, but in the end she didn't find it, and she herself was exhausted. So much so that he fell seriously ill and woke up after being in a coma for more than ten days."

Yang Xiaofeng listened to Luo Qingyu tell him about Ah Xue's situation, and he could only hold her hand tighter.

Luo Qingyu continued: "At that time, it took us more than a full month to bury the bodies of all the victims. However, it is precisely because your body has not been found, so Xiaoxue is paranoid and firmly believes that you are still alive. That's why, after all these years, she's still waiting for you."

Speaking of this, he looked at his sister, paused, and said again: "You know, Xiaoxue was originally relatively cold, and since she came back from Qingshui Villa, she has become more withdrawn and autistic, and she rarely talked to us for a while. If you don't come back, I don't know if she'll have an accident because she can't think about it......."

"Brother, what are you doing here, I'll ......", Luo Qingxue immediately interrupted her eldest brother's words, and was about to say a few more words, but she felt that Yang Xiaofeng pinched her hand, and she had to stop again.

Luo Wenbin interjected: "Yes, Feng'er, in the past ten years, I, as a father, have watched Xue'er always be lonely and lonely, and there is no one to talk to, do you know how worried I am? But it's good that you're back."

"Daddy......", Luo Qingxue's clear eyes suddenly moistened a little, and her voice was already a little choked.

"Alas......", Lan Ru sighed lightly, and then said to her father-in-law: "Yes, Xiaofeng." I am also a woman, and in the past few years, watching Xiaoxue stubbornly wait for you to ....... Although she didn't say it, I knew that she must have too much pain in her heart. Every time I see her alone, and see her always paranoid waiting for you, I feel unspeakably uncomfortable."

Yang Xiaofeng could only listen quietly, and he could only listen quietly. His face finally became completely expressionless, neither happy nor sad, but his heart was already bleeding.

Ah Xue, how could she be so stubborn?

Why, she didn't forget herself, there are thousands of good men in the world, why does she have to identify herself as one?

If you think about it carefully, in fact, there is not much difference between yourself and others, and there are many men who are better than yourself. He couldn't figure out what good he was about to deserve her to be like this for himself!

Luo Wenbin waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't talk about this anymore, it's all over." In short, it's better than anything else when the wind comes back."

After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "Feng'er, although I know you don't want to mention it, I still want to ask, what happened back then?"

Yang Xiaofeng was silent, still sitting quietly with an expressionless posture. It seems that what Luo Wenbin is asking at the moment is a question that has nothing to do with him at all. It's just that Luo Qingxue obviously felt that his hands were trembling slightly.

It was the worst nightmare in his memory, a demon he would never want to think about again.

His hands were clenched, and his palms were covered with cold sweat. Because she was pushing too hard, Luo Qingxue only felt that her hand had been clenched by him. But she didn't withdraw her hand from his hand, and just let him hold it like that. She knew that compared to the pain in his heart, what was the pain in her hands at this moment?

She immediately gently stroked the back of his hand with her other hand, then pinched his hand behind her back, and said softly: "Wind, are you okay?"

Yang Xiaofeng felt the real temperature of her palm, looked at her concerned eyes, and suddenly felt extremely calm in her heart. It turns out that as long as she is by her side, all the pain is no longer important.

It's just that he was still silent, and after a long time, he suddenly smiled lightly, and the hand holding his hand was also gently released, and then he slowly spoke, saying: "On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival ten years ago, our family was about to go out to admire the moon after dinner, and at this time, a sudden change occurred. Everything happened so suddenly, without warning in advance, it was completely like in an instant, a large number of black-clothed people broke into Qingshui Villa, regardless of whether they were indiscriminate, they killed people when they saw them, obviously they had been planning for a long time."

Listening to his calm tone, it seemed as if all this he was describing at the moment had nothing to do with him at all. At this moment, it was as if he was telling someone else's story.

Luo Wenbin and the others listened quietly, and they could imagine what a tragic scene it was.

Yang Xiaofeng continued: "In just a moment, I saw that our clansmen, disciples, servants, and many guests who were temporarily staying in Qingshui Villa soon all fell in a pool of blood. In the end, my mother, in order to save me, was less than two feet away in front of my eyes, and I watched her being pierced through the heart by the killer with a sword......".

At this point, he suddenly fell silent again, and then slowly closed his eyes. Even though ten years have passed, the scene of his mother falling in front of him has been completely fixed in his mind, and how can time fade away.

Luo Wenbin's hands had already clenched into fists, and his heart was filled with endless anger. What is the hatred, how deep the hatred, so that he wants to destroy his family and his family. Even if there is a deep hatred of blood in the sea of blood, what does this have to do with Yang Xiaofeng, why let a sixteen-year-old boy suffer unbearable pain in his life?

and the other two children, Xiaoling was only fourteen years old at the time, and Xiaoxi was even younger, but she was only twelve years old.

There are so many children in Qing Shui, the youngest, even in swaddling clothes. The children, many of them, were killed in their sleep.

How innocent were the children who died in that disaster?

"Smack......".

only heard a crisp sound, and everyone looked at it, but it was Luo Qingyu who was so strong that he crushed the wine glass in his hand alive. Seeing that everyone else looked at him, he immediately scolded loudly: "It's too much, it's too much." What kind of person is it, and what kind of hatred does he have with Qingshui Villa, so that he wants to commit such a heinous act of extermination, hateful, hateful......".

What a tragic scene that even the listener is already like this, and he doesn't know what to do with the real witnesses!

Luo Wenbin let out a long sigh and continued to ask: "Feng'er, what happened later, what happened later." If you have suffered such a terrible disaster, how did you escape it"?

Yang Xiaofeng didn't reply immediately, and after a long time, he opened his eyes again and said lightly: "It's Master, that is, Uncle Luo, the third brother of you and my father—Li Muqing."

"It turned out to be the third child, but I didn't expect it to be him......", Luo Wenbin was silent, nodded and said: "Actually, I should have guessed that it was the third child a long time ago, who else in the world has the ability to rescue a person from the siege of so many killers besides him." And that day was the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the third brother still couldn't let go after all!"

What Li Muqing can't let go, will it be a person?

Yang Xiaofeng didn't know. What he didn't know was that if Li Muqing hadn't happened to go to Qingshui Villa that day to visit an old man, how could he happen to save his life.

Perhaps, all the seemingly accidental coincidences are actually predestined cause and effect in the dark.