"The men in the military intelligence hall know it." Youth road.

Small nine depressed, "anyway can't say to the outside people."

Xiao Jiu said, "it's not your fault that you have dysplasia."

Xiaojiu raised his fist, and the teenager yelled, "I won't say it."

Xiao Jiu throws the colored paper in his hand to the youth.

And then quietly looking at the change of youth's look.

The young man looked at the ragged colored paper and doubted, "what is this?"

But still carefully open the color paper. Toss and turn, finally eyes fell on the two words "cold treasure" above, stupefied.

Two words written by blood, the blood stains have thick to light. The strokes are soft, and I don't know why the characters are so scattered that some strokes can't even connect. It's like - writing with your eyes closed.

"This is my mother's handwriting."

Xiaojiu is stunned!

Is that blind girl really his mother?

The mood of youth, a moment ago or happy, but now it has become abnormal collapse.

Tears burst into my eyes, holding the blood book in both hands and sticking it to his heart. Sobbing: "nine elder sister, where did you get this baby?"

Xiao Jiu falters and haws.

If the young man knows that this is the thing of the blind aunt, if he knows that the woman he abused is his mother whom he misses day and night, if he knows that his mother has become sick for his missing, he is afraid that the child in front of him will lose his smile.

The young man beseeches the eyes to look at small nine, "you say."

Xiaojiu mumbled: "this is the baby from the blind aunt."

When the youth hears the speech, the whole person suddenly looks like a fool.

For a long time, I only heard a crisp slap in the air.

Xiao Jiu cried out anxiously, "little fox, don't do this."

The young man slapped him with all his strength, and in an instant five fingerprints leaped on his face. And the blood in the nostrils was brought out, instantly stained his perfect face.

The youth fell on the ground, chagrin, remorse, and guilt gnawed at his heart.

He pinched the back of his hand in pain, where there were nail marks left by his mother. At the moment, his fingernail pinches into the back of his hand and overlaps with the nail marks left by his mother, as if in this way, in order to alleviate his yearning for Mommy.

Xiao Jiu's tears fell uncontrollably. She was sad to squat down, holding the youth's head, gentle comfort way: "Hanbao, don't be sad."

"I'm not a human being. I almost killed my mother. "

"You didn't mean to. If your aunt knows your helplessness, she won't blame you. "

"I've been blaming my mother for not persisting in looking for me. But I never thought, my mother for me, crying blind eyes, also got such a terrible disease

"She's always been so strong."

Xiao Jiu patted him on the back and reminded him in a small voice: "Han Bao, listen to me. If you want to protect your family, don't let out the story of your reunion with your aunt."

The boy nodded, "thank you, sister nine."

Looking at the boy's uncontrollable grief, Xiao Jiu said, "I'll guard by the door, and you'll get rid of your emotions."

The boy nodded.

Small nine came to the door, thirteen sister came over with the quilt, cold face asked: "where is he?"

Small nine not serious smile way: "the child grew up, know to miss spring. It's solving physiological problems in it

Then he pushed the door open and motioned thirteen younger sister: "go in."

Thirteen sister blushed with shame and stuffed the quilt to Xiao Jiu, "I won't go in. You will give him the quilt later."

After thirteen younger sister leaves, small nine's eyes are slightly heavy, which means that she is following thirteen younger sister's back.

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