Wen Shihao's gentle and understanding appearance: "the relationship is a bit messy, isn't it?" When she spoke, she looked at Jiang Jiusheng all the time. "Jin Yu, surnamed Jiang, and I are the same mother and father. His other sister is the daughter of my stepfather and his ex-wife."

After her father died, her mother wenshuhuaxia married her stepfather Jiang MINCHANG, who was also second married and had a daughter with her ex-wife. Due to the great undertaking of the Wen family, Jiang MINCHANG, her stepfather, became a member of the Wen family and gave birth to Jin Yu in the second year of remarriage with her mother, Wen Shuhua.

Jiang MINCHANG's daughter and his ex-wife song Pei live together. Wen Shihao saw the mother and daughter several times when he was young, but he didn't have any impression. He only remembered that he was very down-to-earth. Jin Yu was very fond of his sister who shared his surname, so he had more contacts.

is as like as two peas. Jiang Jiusheng is very old. Wen Shi Hao only remembered that the girl was called Jiang Jiusheng, just like the name of rock star.

Jiang Jiusheng listened quietly, then raised his eyelids lazily: "why do you want to talk to me about this?" It's just a casual friend. You need to take out your family.

Wenshi laughs and answers like a stream: "because your name is Jiang Jiusheng, maybe you have some special fate."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't continue this topic. Compared with fate, she believed that it was man-made.

"Sheng Sheng."

It's Shijin.

Jiang Jiusheng's lips bent, looking for a voice to see the past.

Shijin came to her from the end of the corridor and said, "how did you get out?"

"Just going to the bathroom."

Shijin takes her and wants to take her over.

Jiang Jiusheng said "excuse me" to Wen Shihao, and then followed Shi Jin away.

There are six little people in the Qin family.

It turns out that Jiang Jiusheng's mysterious boyfriend is him.

Wenshi stood for a long time, and then took back the eyes that had fallen in the distance. His mouth was like a smile: what a enigmatic man, though he didn't leave any light at a glance, he easily taught people not to open his eyes.

When Jin sent Jiang Jiusheng to the bathroom door, she raised her feet to go in, he pulled her.

"Sheng Sheng."

"What's the matter?"

Shi Jin frowned slightly: "the woman just now,"

he stopped and didn't know her name.

Jiang Jiusheng is funny: "Wen Shihao?"

"Well." He frowned deeper. "Well, it's Wen."

I don't seem to like you very much.

"What's wrong with her?" Jiang Jiusheng asked Shijin

When Jin thought about it, her tone was persuasive, like advice: "there is no goodwill in her eyes, if you can, try not to communicate with her."

There is no goodwill.

Jiang Jiusheng also saw that she was as good as current: "I see."

When Jin still holding her, did not let go.

"Tell me something else?"

Shi Jin nodded, "well, I'll wait for you outside."

Then he released his hand and took out the cigarette box in Jiang Jiusheng's coat pocket.

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She hasn't touched a cigarette in three days!

Back to the table, the waiter served the main food. Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng's plate and cut the steak into small pieces for her. Maybe because of the professional habits of the surgeon, the steak was cut neatly by him. Jiang Jiusheng even thought that the posture of Shi Jin holding the knife was very similar Well, it's like anatomy.

After cutting, Shijin brings the plate to her. He puts down the knife and fork, picks out the shrimp balls in the pasta with the chopsticks, and puts them in the small plate for her to eat.

He suddenly said, "that man was the second of the Qin family just now."

No wonder he wears gloves. Jiang Jiusheng once heard Yuwen Chongfeng say that Qin Er has lost one tail finger, that is, he doesn't know who is so bold that he can even cut the finger of Qin's second in command.

She was surprised: "do you know the Qin family?"

When Jin picked up the glass and drank half of it, his voice was soaked with wine and a little mellow, he said: "Sheng Sheng, I'm also the Qin family."

The spoon in his hand fell into the bowl, and there was a clang. Jiang Jiusheng was bleary, staring at her, but she couldn't turn her eyes.

He held the finger of the glass, white slightly, and asked carefully, "are you angry?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head. "No."

She was just surprised how the wolf house like the Qin family could bring up the aristocracy like Shijin. Her brother Cheng would have said more than once that the people of the Qin family, even the blood is cold, are natural hunters.

She can't help but think of the way Shijin looked when she was fighting. Indeed, it was quite different from his gentle and elegant life.

After a moment of silence, Jin swallowed half of the red wine in the cup and spoke slowly: "my mother was occupied by Qin Xing, she is a very ordinary person, but she was born too beautiful."

This is the first time Jiang Jiusheng listened to Jin's talk about his family affairs. It's like talking about other people's affairs. There's no waves and no waves. There's only a thick dark color in her eyes.

Like a thousand sails over, polished edges and corners.

"When I was eight years old, I was taken back to the Qin family. My mother had an accident when she took me to escape." When Jin stopped for a moment, "she died young, only 26 years old."Three words and two words, he said very simply, there was no fluctuation in his tone.

Jiang Jiusheng opens his mouth and wants to comfort, but he can't say a word, because she can't put herself in a position. She can't imagine how an eight year old child can survive without his mother's protection, how he can endure, how much he has to suffer before he can defend his corner in the dragon pool and tiger cave like the Qin family.

Yuwen said that the Qin family had not only eleven children, but also fourteen. The other three didn't live to be adults. The reason is that Yuwen's summary is very simple. There are only four words, weak meat and strong food.

It turned out that Shijin had come all the way. In the bloodbath, she had grown into a happy look now.

Jiang Jiusheng never spoke. He took a glass of red wine and listened to Jin's pause.

"I spent ten years in the Qin family, from eight to eighteen, learning fighting, etiquette and all the things that the Qin family should know."

He took the glass in her hand, shook it, and drank, "when I was eighteen, I left there."

"Why leave?" She was curious about all his things, trying to get to the bottom of it, and trembling, afraid of touching things that should not be touched.

When Jin seems to see her caution, will be left in the glass of small half of the glass of wine to her.

Jiang Jiusheng takes a sip and tries to be calm.

When Jin this just returned her question: "the person generally stays in a place for a long time, either because of the habit, or because of the fetter." He held back his eyes, covered his mood, and said in a low voice, "there's nothing I miss in that dark place."

Jiang Jiusheng always thinks it's not that simple.

Shijin doesn't say, she doesn't ask any more, but she worries more and more: "will they give up after you leave? What did the second Qin family tell you just now? Is he -- "

when Jin interrupts her questions one by one and comforts her:" don't worry, the Qin family are busy competing for power and power, and they don't care about me. "

Jiang Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sheng Sheng." Shijin looked at her and asked, "do you mind?"

What kind of family is the Qin family? Of course, Jiang Jiusheng has heard about it. It's no exaggeration to say that nine out of ten Qin family men have been stained with blood, either by others or by themselves.

But if it's Shijin

Jiang Jiusheng did not hesitate: "I don't mind." She took it for granted, "you're just Shijin, a doctor."

What's more, what's the use of mind? Jiang Jiusheng thought that even if Shijin was a peddler or a poor and vicious person, she might not be able to control so much.

In short, in a word, I lost my mind.

When Jin is probably like her answer, eyes full of laughter.

"Shijin." Jiang Jiusheng asked, "do you have your mother's surname?"

Shi Jin nodded, "well, my mother's name is Shi Qiu. She is a timid but kind woman." When talking about his mother, her eyes are gentle and soft.

Jiang Jiusheng's heart was too soft to speak. When he stood on his chin and looked at her, Jin said, "you must be very like her."

When Jin denied: "I am not timid."

Of course, not good.

"I mean looks." Jiang Jiusheng smiled, "you don't mean your mother was born too beautiful?"

So is Shijin, too beautiful.

"I don't remember her very much," he said, noncommittal. "I just heard that I look like her."

Jiang Jiusheng listened to his heartache and gave him all the meat in the bowl.

When Jin smiles, her eyes are dim.

The second room on the left of the upper floor is also the VIP room. Wen Shihao comes back late. As soon as she enters the door, she sees her younger brother who hasn't had an expression in ten thousand years. She frowns at the note paper Jiang Jiusheng wrote to him, which seems to be in a tangle.

She sat down and said, "Mom, can you renew my coffee? I have something to ask Jinyu. "

This is to support her.

Wen Shuhua's disposition is soft, and he doesn't have any opinions. He is usually obedient to his daughter, but he doesn't feel relieved. Before walking, he admonishes: "if Jin Yu doesn't want to say it, don't force him."

"I see."

Wen Shuhua just went out.

"Jin Yu."

Wen Shihao sat down and shouted, "Jinyu."

Jiang Jinyu didn't respond at all. He didn't lift his eyelids. He lowered his head and folded the note paper in his hand.

Wen Shihao is patient and tries to whisper: "Jinyu, why do you call that elder sister just now? Is it that she and your sister Jiang Jiusheng -- "

JIANG Jinyu suddenly raised her eyes, which were covered with frost, a word, a meal:" bad, female, human. "

A pair of beautiful eyes, is full of disgust.

Jiang Jinyu has been suffering from autism for eight years, with few mood swings. She is the only one who has endless anger towards her mother's sister, and is prone to vicious words.

Wen Shihao's face suddenly turned cold. He said with a smile, "you are just like your dead father. You don't know what to do."Jiang Jinyu ignored it, just put the note paper in his pocket, put it away, and then slowly picked up the juice on the table, looked up and poured it on Wen Shihao.

A full glass of orange juice, pouring it down, Wen Shihao immediately stood up, and cried out, "Jiang Jinyu!"

The boy turned his head and refused to pay any more attention.

Wen Shihao's evil spirit blocked his chest and kicked over the chair heavily.

When Wen Shuhua came back, he saw this scene. He took his daughter's hand and said, "good poem, what are you doing?" How could you be so cruel to your brother

Wen Shihao sneers and retorts, "yes, you gave me a good brother." She wiped the juice on her face, stared at the young man sitting by, her eyes were burning, "immature white eyes --"

before she finished speaking, Wen Shuhua raised his hand and slapped him heavily.

She was angry and slapped with all her strength. Wen Shihao covered her face with juice dripping everywhere. Her right cheek was red and swollen. She just laughed coldly.

Wen Shuhua looked at his hand and was stunned for a long time. Later, he realized that he was sorry and distressed to pull his daughter "poetry, poetry is good."

Wen Shihao throws away.

Her mother is weak in nature, but she always quarrels endlessly when she comes across Jiang Jinyu's affairs.

Jiang Jinyu didn't like Wen Shihao, even disgust and disgust. Emotion was mutual. Besides, there was not much bondage of family affection. He had been only angry and resentful in a quarrel for a long time.

After all, he is not a father. After all, his surname is Jiang Jinyu, and her surname is Wen Shihao.

Wen Shihao took his coat and walked to the young man who had been sitting quietly by the wall all the time. He looked down at him with a commanding manner and his eyes were full of cynicism: "don't you always scold me for being a bad woman? Then I'll tell you that your dead sister Jiusheng is not a good person either. Do you think she didn't do it? "

Jiang Jinyu raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of fire.

Eight years ago, two people died in a night of chaos in the Wen family. Jiang MINCHANG and his ex-wife song Pei died in the flower house of the Wen family. According to the police autopsy report, they were all killed by him.

Also that night, Jiang Jiusheng, Jiang Jinyu's elder sister, was missing.

Since then, Jiang Jinyu has been reluctant to speak.

It's night. The winter wind is howling and the rain is pattering. In front of the window, it's ticking. In the crack of the open window, the cold wind is pouring in. The lavender curtains are fluttering and the tassels are swaying.

The head of the bed, a lamp, is light apricot yellow. It dyed the pure white bed sheet with a warm color. The people on the bed lie on their side with black hair spread out. However, the face of palm size is almost transparent. The forehead is full of a thin layer of sweat. They are dreaming about something, but they don't wake up.

In the dream, there is a beautiful boy, born with a pink carving and jade carving. When he smiles, his eyes are curved, like stars hidden inside.

The boy ran out of the green and looked happy.

"You haven't come to see me for a long time."

"How about playing with me?"

"Sister."

"Sister, come here."

"Come to me and I'll pick up the kite for you."

Green outside, stood a young girl, combing a high horsetail, white dress washed old, smile, a pair of peach blossom eye is very good-looking, like from far away in the garden picked a flower color.

The boy climbed up the tree, to pick up a butterfly shaped kite, he climbed very high.

Under the tree, the girl kept shouting, "little goldfish."

"Little goldfish, can't climb up. It's dangerous."

The boy held the tree, and the girl under the tree grinned happily: "sister, catch it, I'll throw the kite to you."

The girl opened her hand, smiled, looked up, and watched the kite fly slowly, but before she caught the kite line, the boy fell off the tree.

"Little goldfish!"

The girl panicked and asked if it hurt.

The boy was shocked and pointed to the flower house not far away: "sister, in the flower house There's a lot of blood. "

The girl stood up and ran to the flower house.

"Sister."

"Sister."

“....”

The kite flew far away and hung on the branches in the distance. The girl pushed open the glass door of the flower house and saw that there was blood on the ground. The woman was lying in the pool of blood.

There is a man, kneeling on the ground, with a knife in his hand, the blood on the tip of the knife drips down.

She almost did not think, rushed up, grabbed the man's bloody hand, said: "you go to die."

Then, the bloody knife stabbed into the man's body.

Like the old movie, suddenly stuck in that scene, the frightened eyes of a man, is the shadow of a girl, is her, is the young ginger Jiusheng.

In the distance, there was a little boy wailing, and there was a voice of a young man.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."Who is calling her? The girl looks back and sees a tall man coming in the backlight. He is a young man in white and black pants. He reaches out his hand. It's clean and beautiful.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

It's the voice of Shijin.

Jiang Jiusheng opened his eyes, sweating profusely. His black and white pupils were full of tears. In his ears, Jin was calling her name.

"Sheng Sheng, Sheng Sheng."

Jiang Jiusheng turned his head stupidly, only to find that the pillow was wet with tears. She raised her eyes, her pupils were red, and she shouted hoarsely, "Shi Jin."

She seemed to wake up and not wake up, looking at her hand, which was stained with blood in her dream.

When Jin took her into her arms, said to her: "not afraid, just a dream."

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head, and there was still fear in his eyes: "Shi Jin," she said, her voice trembling. She raised it, grabbed Shi Jin's clothes, and said, "I dreamed I killed someone."

He patted her on the back and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

Jiang Jiusheng's small face was pale, without any blood color. He said to himself, "I stabbed him with a knife. He stopped moving. He shed a lot of blood. There were many basins of hibiscus flowers on the ground. He also got blood."

Shijin picked her up, held her face and let the lamp light into her eyes. He said, "it's not true, it's just a dream."

Jiang Jiusheng's eyes are fixed.

How could there be such a real dream, like being in the real world, which could not come out for a while.

When Jin took her out of bed, fed her water, coaxed her over and over again, appeased her for a long time.

She no longer sleeps, nest in Shi Jin's arms: "Shi Jin, if I really kill people, what do you do?"

"What can I do?" When Jin replied calmly and casually, "destroy the corpse."

Why not even hesitate to think, so naturally.

Jiang Jiusheng was shocked for a long time, and asked him, "not afraid to go to jail?"

In Shijin's eyes, like two flames, he forgot to enter her eyes. He didn't hesitate at all: "I can go to jail, but you can't go to Shengsheng."

Jiang Jiusheng hugged Shijin's neck and said with a smile that she was going to jail.

When Jin said no, she didn't continue the topic. She fed Jiang Jiusheng a cup of warm milk, and then took her to bed. She didn't feel sleepy. When she took it, Jin wouldn't let him go.

"Don't go, sleep with me."

"OK, don't go." When Jin kissed her face and lay in the quilt.

She sniffed hard, and the tip of her nose was full of familiar breath. The uneasiness in her heart subsided slowly. After a moment of silence, she fell asleep.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Well?"

"Sheng Sheng."

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. Call you."

Hazy, she seems to sleep, when Jin kissed her.

The next day, fly north of the river.

When she arrived, it was two o'clock at noon. Because there was a celebration dinner for three rounds in the evening, Mo Bing pushed Jiang Jiusheng's notice in the afternoon to let her rest at home.

When Jin's doctor helped Xiao Yi to drive the car to the airport, and then wisely took a taxi and told him to have a good rest. The operation was scheduled for tomorrow.

Tianbei hospital is really a day away from her family doctor, Jiang Jiusheng thought.

"I'll take you back first." Shijin bent over to fasten her seat belt.

Jiang Jiusheng leaned back: "how about you?"

"Dr. Xu is on holiday today. I'll pick up Bomei from him."

I didn't sleep well last night. Jiang Jiusheng was a little tired. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "let's go together."

The weather changed in the north of the river. These days, the temperature continued to be low. When Jin took a blanket from the back seat and covered Jiang Jiusheng's leg. Then she lowered her seat a little. Some of her heart ached: "aren't you tired?"

"A little." Jiang Jiusheng squinted, leaned lazily against the seat, and said, "I haven't seen Bomei for several days. I want to see it."

When Jin didn't speak, she frowned.

The car drove slowly. It took about half an hour to get to Xu's house. When Jin pulled over the car, the heating in the car was on, and it was not ventilated. He probed the temperature on Jiang Jiusheng's face with the back of his hand. It was a little hot, so he opened the window on her side half way.

When Jin took off her seat belt, she asked Jiang Jiusheng, "you wait for me here."

She said yes.

When Jin got off the bus and dialed Xu Qingbo.

"Here I am."

"So fast."

"You take out Jiang Bomei."

"That dog is having a good time with my maid." Xu Qingbo said, "tut Tut, it's really a color dog. It only rubs on the girl's chest. Who is used to it? Your family? "

Shijin hangs up directly.

If Jiang Bomei dares to rub his Sheng Sheng like that, he has to break his dog's leg.

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