evil little innocent baby

Chapter 97 The Violin

Mu Lengrui lingered in front of the painting for a while, took it down, and pried off the mounting layer with a dagger.He wanted to take the painting away, but taking the frame would be too troublesome and conspicuous.

"Why are you moving it?" Dai Yuxiao stopped it, it was a portrait of her mother, and she would feel uncomfortable seeing anyone touching that painting.

"Take it back, it may be a clue in the future..." Mu Lengrui explained while doing it.

"It's just a painting, how could it be a clue?" Dai Yuxiao was puzzled.

"If I'm not wrong about this painting, it should be drawn by your mother's lover. Don't you think it's strange that it's still hanging here for so many years? How do you know how much your mother has affection for this person? Maybe it's real affection. It's not over." Said Yuqing was not enough, Mu Lengrui's expression was stern, and an unknown light shone in his eyes.

"What's left of love? Don't slander my mother like this!" Dai Yuxiao became excited again and wanted to snatch the painting from him.

"Don't move! If you move, it will be torn off!" Mu Lengrui didn't dodge or dodge, his words were shocking enough, there was no need to dodge, "Do you dare to say that you have no affection for Dongfang Jingyi now?"

This man came again. It turned out that he was alluding to her because of his unrequited love. He cared so much about Dongfang Jingyi?Care about her former titular ex-husband?

Dai Yuxiao didn't want to argue too much, for fear of offending this uncertain man, it would be even more detrimental to Dongfang Jingyi.

Mu Lengrui was busy dismantling the painting with a cold face, while Dai Yuxiao walked around in the study to see if there were any other discoveries.

"Here's a violin!" Dai Yuxiao exclaimed in surprise, a violin lying quietly on the bottom of the bookshelf.

Dai Yuxiao picked it up. Although it was clean, the varnish on the surface had peeled off. She fiddled with the strings, and the strings broke immediately after ten years of wind and rain. It has been idle for too long, and the original style is gradually disappearing.

This should be the violin used by her mother. It has been preserved to this day. If the strings are not broken, it is probably still usable.

Dai Yuxiao held it in her arms, like hugging a precious treasure, carefully, she wanted to take it away.

"There is a letter in this painting!" Mu Lengrui pried open the interlayer with a dagger, and found an envelope, which was thick to the touch, in the shape of folded letter paper.

"Really?" Dai Yuxiao ran over with the violin in her hand, with a look of joy on her face.

The envelope was an ordinary kraft paper envelope, and the original brown-yellow color had turned dark brown.

Fortunately, it was hung on the wall. If it was placed in a humid place, the painting, together with the letter, must have been corroded in the past ten years or so.

"Look, it says Shen Mengqin has personally signed it, but there is no signature on the envelope." Mu Lengrui showed Dai Yuxiao the front of the envelope. The handsome font seemed to penetrate the back of the paper.

"Open it quickly, it's probably written by the person who wrote my mother's portrait..." Dai Yuxiao took the letter over. The envelope was opened and looked at. Torn when opening it.

The two of them opened it and saw that the letter consisted of several pages, which were neatly folded. It could be seen that the person who wrote the letter was very thoughtful.

The letter was very long, Dai Yuxiao skimmed it first, it was written to her mother Shen Mengqin, signed by Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan?Is it the lover that Feng Yan eloped with her mother?The letter he wrote was hidden in the interlayer of the picture frame. If it hadn't been accidentally discovered by Mu Lengrui, it might never have the chance to see the light of day again.

Dai Yuxiao read the letter carefully with doubts.

"Dear Mengqin, please allow me to call you that for the last time, even though you are someone else's wife now and have a lovely daughter.

When I received your last letter and knew that you had fallen in love with that man and was willing to stay with him forever, I didn't know whether it was joy or sadness, whether I should envy that man or be jealous of that man.

I still blame God for being unfair, even wanting to take away my beloved woman...

Or should I bury this heart that is still beating hotly for you deep in my body, and send you my sincere blessings?

Although my blood is still flowing for you, my heart is still beating for you, and I decided not to disturb your happy life, just watch you from afar, just like when you are playing the violin by the sea, just Appreciate and listen quietly without disturbing, this is the best blessing I give you...

And I am willing to spend the rest of my life alone for you, guarding the beautiful days we spent together.

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I haven't seen you for six years. These days, I miss your face all the time. This painting is drawn from my memory and I give it to you as a souvenir.

In order not to disturb your happy life, this is the last letter I write to you, and it is also the last painting for you.

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Most of the letters are written about the good memories of the two people, the good times spent together.

The whole letter was full of sincerity, and Dai Yuxiao couldn't help crying when she read it. There is such a man, even if her mother has already stated that she is in love with another man and gave birth to a daughter, he still loves her deeply. Mother.

This is a man who values ​​love and righteousness, a man who regards her mother as a treasure, but has absolutely no intention of disturbing her mother's happy life, and just stares at her from afar.

"Did you see it? He said in the letter that my mother has fallen in love with my father. Did you see it? Did you see it?" Dai Yuxiao cried with joy. This letter fully proves that even if her mother died in a car accident, she definitely did not elope .

She has fallen deeply in love with her father, Dai Zhengde, so why would she have the idea of ​​elopement?

Although Dai Yuxiao had been unwilling to believe the rumors that her mother had eloped with others before, and this rumor had been with her for more than 20 years growing up, seeing such strong evidence now, her heart was firmly settled, and all her intuitions were correct.

At that time, her mother was in another city, not living in a small town. This painting and this letter were hung in this study, and it was written by Liu Yuan. This is the last letter and also the last painting. It seems that However, the last letter and the last painting did not reach her mother.

So, who hung this painting in this study?Who intercepted this significant letter in the middle?

There are more and more discoveries and more and more suspense. There are so many questions waiting for them to find out one by one.

"What's the matter baby? What are you thinking?" Mu Lengrui asked softly, holding her shoulders.

"I'm thinking, when will I go up the mountain to find my mother's brother and old mother, they are all my relatives, my uncle, and grandma..." Dai Yuxiao put away the letter with a solemn expression.

"Let's make some adjustments and set off for the mountain!"

"But there are poisonous snakes on that mountain... what should we do?" Dai Yuxiao was very afraid of cold-blooded snakes.

"You're not even afraid of me, what are you afraid of snakes for?" Mu Lengrui joked, with something in his words.

"Who said I was scared? I didn't want to hurt you, idiot!" Dai Yuxiao pursed her jelly lips and gave him a supercilious look.This man is really boastful. He is so arrogant that he thinks he is more vicious than a snake. How can he compare himself like this. He regards viciousness as a virtue, it is incredible!

"I, Mu Lengrui, am afraid that you will get hurt?" Mu Lengrui's face was arrogant and arrogant.

"Leng Rui, why are you sometimes as hot as fire and sometimes as cold as ice?" Dai Yuxiao raised her head and looked at that cold and proud face timidly.

"You will understand in the future." Mu Lengrui did not answer this question directly, but picked up Dai Yuxiao by the waist, and walked out.

After dinner, Dai Yuxiao stood in front of the window, admiring the night view of the town. Every household in this town was hung with red lanterns. At night, the red lanterns swayed in the wind. This single color was very charming.

"Let's go out for a walk?" Mu Lengrui took the initiative to invite, to Dai Yuxiao's surprise, every time she wanted to go out, he always blocked her, but this time he took the initiative.

Dai Yuxiao didn't speak, she didn't know what this man was thinking, otherwise why would she want to go out for a walk on a whim.

Mu Lengrui picked up the violin she brought back, and walked out with the broken strings.

"Stop, what are you doing with my violin?" Dai Yuxiao hurriedly stopped her. That violin was used by her mother, and it was very important to her.

Mu Lengrui ignored her at all, put the violin on his shoulders, and strode out, leaving her far behind.

"You give me back, give me back!" Dai Yuxiao chased all the way, but she couldn't catch up with Mu Lengrui, so she could only follow behind like a follower.

The two chased each other on the bluestone road, and their footsteps echoed crisply on the bluestone road.

The dim red light of the big red lantern reflected on the faces of the two people, dim and erratic.

When he reached a store, Mu Lengrui stopped, and he stopped to look at the signboard. Dai Yuxiao caught up panting, grabbed Mu Lengrui's shoulders and snatched the violin he was carrying on his shoulders.

Before her hands touched the violin, and her body was still standing still, Mu Lengrui had already pushed open the store door and walked in. The door "squeaked" and blocked her from the door. She wiped her hands and stamped her feet angrily. I really want to teach him a good meal.

Walking around with her violin on her shoulders, her brain must be flooded, or it was the last time she fell from a hot air balloon and her brain broke, otherwise how could she do such an abnormal thing.

"Mu Lengrui! Come out! Are you out of your mind!" Dai Yuxiao knocked on the door with her hand, she didn't want to go in with him, who knows what kind of tricks he was up to, she couldn't be fooled, and she wouldn't be fooled if she went in. must.

It was quiet inside, and Dai Yuxiao listened carefully. A tall person like Mu Lengrui went in, but there was no sound at all. Looking at the big red lantern flying high at the door, she felt a little scared.

The windows of this storefront are still very simple wooden lattice windows, covered with plain paper, only some dim light and shadow can be seen faintly, and the things inside cannot be seen at all.

"Mu Lengrui! Come out! Give me back my violin!" Dai Yuxiao knocked on the door politely, but now she was so anxious that she didn't bother to knock on the door, and pounded on the door with her fist. She thought, Mu Lengrui If he didn't come out again, he rushed in and filled a few teeth marks on his arm to vent his anger.

This man is too domineering and domineering. He never knows how to greet her when he does anything. He picks up the violin and leaves without caring about her feelings and thoughts. It is Dai Yuxiao's violin, not his, Mu Lengrui's. Have dominion!

It was still quiet inside, and no sound could be heard. Dai Yuxiao pushed the door hard, and the door opened with a "squeak". The door seemed heavy, but it didn't need so much force. She used too much force. A stagger almost fell into the door.

She stumbled a few steps and bumped into a big man. Who else could this man be? Of course it was Mu Lengrui. When she raised her head to see, this man looked at her with a stern expression, aloof and arrogant.

"Where's my violin? Bastard! Where's my violin?" Dai Yuxiao asked a series of questions before she could stand still.

Mu Lengrui ignored her, pursed her thin lips tightly, and glanced in another direction.

Dai Yuxiao followed his gaze and saw that the violin was in the hands of an old man wearing reading glasses, and he was carefully wiping the body of the violin.