Chapter 21 Memories
"Uncle."

Jun Moli called softly.

Jun Xian, who had kept his eyes closed all the time, slowly opened his eyes when he heard this call.

What kind of eyes are those!

The gloomy, colorless eyes, as if everything in the world has been seen through, only endless gray in the eyes, without any brilliance, making people feel dejected.

"Uncle, I'm Li'er."

Jun Moli said softly, she remembered that when she was a child, her uncle was always the one who loved her the most, and the word "Li'er" never left her mouth all day long.

"Li'er..."

Pale lips moved slightly, whispering Jun Moli's name.

Eyes empty, looking at the petals blown down by the breeze, I really want to recall this familiar name.

"Li'er, Li'er..."

As I read it, I seemed to think of the owner of the name, turned my head slightly, and looked at the girl in white clothes fluttering in front of me, with icy muscles and fine bones.

Gradually, the little Baozi in pink clothes with baby fat in his memory overlapped with the figure of the girl in front of him.

"You, you are Li'er!"

Jun Xian finally recognized Jun Moli, raised his head excitedly, and wanted to take a closer look at his niece whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Nai He's body was so limp that he couldn't move.

Remembering that he is now a useless person, his excitement just now disappeared completely.

He closed his eyes again, he didn't want to look at this again, the girl he once loved on the tip of his heart.

She twitched her lips, but still made up her mind to drive people away: "You go, this is not where you should come!"

After that, it was as if he would never speak again.

Jun Moli looked at the people in front of him one by one
He has a gray complexion that has not seen the sun all year round, and his muscles have shrunk due to paralysis. He is skinny and bony. He is only in his 20s, but he has already grown gray hair.

But from between his brows and eyes, he could still see the handsomeness he once had.

The thick eyelashes covered the eyelids, casting a shadow, which made Jun Moli feel pity in his heart.

He raised his eyes to signal the guard on the side.

Geng Qiu glanced at Jun Xian who closed his eyes and said nothing, then at Jun Moli who hadn't seen him for many years, and left anyway.

Because this was the first time in so many years that he saw Jun Xian speak, and it was also the first time that he saw not only gray defeat in his eyes.

He left with a glimmer of hope. He was looking forward to the fact that Junxian's most beloved niece could untie the shackles in his heart and make him more happy.

If it goes on like this.

He fears!
Afraid that he would disappear silently like this!
He is only 25 years old!
So young, is he going to die quietly in this desolate backyard?
Therefore, he resolutely left and handed this place over to the two of them, hoping that Jun Moli could enlighten him.

After Geng Qiu left, Jun Moli squatted down, rested his head on his knees, and said lightly: "Uncle, I know, you have never forgotten Li'er, right? Remember, when you were a child Every now and then, my uncle would always pick up Li'er, let Li'er sit on your lap, talk with Li'er, eat with Li'er, read and write with Li'er..."

When Jun Xian heard her words, the memories of the past suddenly came to his mind, and the scenes were so clear.

Seeing that he didn't lose his temper and drive people away, Jun Moli knew that in his heart, he still loves him.

So he continued: "Uncle, do you still remember the time when Li'er got into trouble and destroyed my grandfather's favorite books? My grandfather was furious, and he couldn't bear to beat me and scold me, so he punished me to face the wall in the study and think about it. "

"You didn't want me to be alone in the study, so you came to me quietly with the roast chicken, but you were caught by your grandfather and scolded."

(End of this chapter)

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