Mr. Mcdreamy, obey me!

It's not a high room, and then it's very wet. The room is very broken at first sight, because the windows here are very small, so the light is also very poor.

The furnishings in the whole room are also very simple.

A bed, a broken table, a broken chair, a wall, a bunch of photos.

The quilt on the bed

I'm sorry, too.

There was moss in the corner, a smell in the room, and, of course, a piece of blood on the wall at the head of the bed.

Very vague Blood marks.

"Sister Cheng, you know, I have lived here for more than ten years before."

"Since the death of my mother, the house used to remember my parents' hard life when they were young has become my hard life."

"Everyone says that if you have a stepmother, you have a stepfather. At first I didn't believe it, but later I did."

He said, and went a little further inside.

Suning first explained to Lu Yilan the blood mark on the head of the bed. After staring at the square inch place on the wall for a while, he laughed, "you know, my mother walked on this bed."

"This bloody fingerprint was left before she left."

Lu Yilan

There was a sudden chill behind him.

"I know she's not willing to leave." Suning pondered for a while, "so I told her, I will revenge, she will die in peace."

"After more than ten years of dormancy, I finally got revenge."

With a smile, Suning narrated everything he had experienced, the plans he had, and the mental journey of the past ten years.

The voice is very light, but this kind of light, more and more contrast

The reality is miserable.

After sparing the whole room, Suning finally took Lu Yilan to the wall.

The wall is full of photos, a glance past, Lu Yilan asked, "is this your mother?"

"Yes." Suning said softly, "it's me and my mother."

"This was taken when she was alive." Suning's fingers gently rubbed those photos with protective film, and the corners of her mouth curved, "all beautiful."

"It's beautiful." Lu Yilan said, "from the photos, Suning's mother is really a woman with Jiangnan graceful temperament," very gentle. "

"Yes."

"She used to be the softest woman in the world I think."

Lu Yilan noticed that Suning used a Zeng. Sure enough, after Suning finished this sentence, she quickly added, "but now I think the most gentle woman is you."

"Me?"

"Yes." Suning lowered his head with a smile, "a year ago, when you reached out to me, I thought you were very gentle."

"Well..."

It's always happy to be praised.

After talking in this room, it's almost lunch time.

Wine and dishes were already set on the long table. When she went down the stairs, Suning took Lu Yilan's hand and asked, "sister Cheng, do you feel sorry for me?"

"Ah?"

"Do you think it's normal for me to grow up in such an environment, extreme or stubborn, or a little crazy?"

What the hell?

Lu Yilan some can't answer up, Suning looked at her muddled forced appearance, smile, "it's OK, sister Cheng you don't say, I'll take you as the default."

“……”

Some muddled to the table, Suning first to Lu Yilan poured a glass of wine.

"Sister Cheng, this is my mother's wine which has been treasured for many years. Please come here today to taste it."

"Oh." Hearing Su Ning say so, Lu Yilan quickly raised the cup, "then I must have a drink."