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Xia Xiwan hooks his lips, and then hands the things in his hand to him, "Zixian, these are what aunt Yingluo left for you."

Lu Zixian held out a slender white hand to take it. He looked down and was stunned quickly because these are Liu Yingluo's design drawings in recent years.

As the founder and godmother of fly jewelry, Liu Yingluo's manuscripts are out of print. She has never stopped designing these years.

Lu Zixian looked up at Xia Xiwan.

Xia Xiwan's clear Jian Tong twinkled with a broken smile. "Zixian, I know that Aunt Yingluo is very strange to you. These are all her own designs and her journey. Aunt Yingluo's life is pure, she does not give up love and freedom, and she is struggling in a dilemma. There are her smiles and her tears. Now these are all for you."

Lu Zixian felt that the string in his heart was suddenly touched.

Xia Xiwan took out a book alone and opened the first page. "Zixian, aunt Yingluo always thought that she was pregnant with a girl, so she made a lot of designs for her daughter."

Lu Zixian has seen this design draft, because this one is very special, it has many traces after the tears dried up.

It has a long history.

Lu Zixian reached out and closed the design draft. "Sister in law, what do you want to tell me?"

Xia Xiwan met Lu Zixian's eyes freely and frankly, "Zi Xian, do you blame them?"

"Strange? Who is to blame? "

"Your father, your mother, your grandmother... Everyone, you can blame them."

Lu Zixian looked at Xia Xiwan, "do you want to persuade me not to blame them?"

Xia Xiwan raised his head slowly, "don't try to persuade others to be kind. I don't want to persuade you. You have a thousand thousand reasons to blame them, uncle Lu's indifference, aunt Yingluo's absence, grandma's preference for Han Ting. Any one of them is not even as good as Liu Zhaodi. At least... Liu Zhaodi once loved you wholeheartedly."

"You are the most innocent and the biggest victim of the last generation's love, hatred and resentment. As parents, uncle Lu and aunt Yingluo are absent from your whole life and will never come back."

"I'm not trying to persuade you. The children who come out of the original ecological family are full of light in their eyes, and that happiness is with their whole life. However, some children are healing their childhood with their whole life. I don't want you to become the latter. The biggest obsession in life is actually to let go of yourself. I just hope that you can find a time to slow down your pace and slow down again Read the stories of Uncle Lu and aunt Yingluo, and listen to the voices they have left behind. Although they have not participated in your life, you are their greatest pain and regret. Let the spring breeze that they once blew across your face slowly. "

Xia Xiwan has no qualification or position to say anything to Lu Zixian. Everyone in the Lu family, except aunt Yinyin, owes the child.

On the night before they left, they had their last dinner with Lu sijue and Liu Yingluo. But what about Lu Zixian?

It has been many years since he left the Lu family. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to come back.

At first hearing the sad news of Lu sijue and Liu Yingluo, Lu Zixian was wooden and blunt. In fact, he didn't have too much emotion. Like a robot, he rushed back until the last second.

But now listening to Xia Xiwan's soft voice, Lu Zixian's chest quickly spread an emotion, which was fierce and violent, and instantly let him drown.

His cold black eyes at the moment, slowly steamed Yun, turned red.

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in front of the temple, Lu sijue raised his feet, and there was a grandfather Mao under his polished black leather shoes.

With a look of indifference, he turned to get on the bus.

"Sir

The soft and sweet voice came again.

Looking back again, Lu sijue found that Liu Yingluo, who was only 14 years old, was still young in her facial features. However, she had already developed a beautiful prototype. Today, she has long hair and picturesque eyebrows, which people will never forget.

"Sir, can I add your wechat?" Liu Yingluo takes out her mobile phone, her apricot eyes are black and she looks at him with water.

Lu Si Jue pursed his thin lips, "no way."

With that, he got into the car and the luxury car sped away.

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