Chu Qiao reported the news he found one by one and left immediately. After going out, he took a look at the setting sun gradually setting in the sky and couldn't help but sigh. He probably wouldn't be able to sleep again tonight.

After Chu Qiao left, Ming Ye did not go to Lan Shan but went to the flower house on the top floor alone. The flower house was built by Ming Ye's grandfather in his later years. The temperature in the flower house was kept constant all year round and only one kind of pansy was planted.

The flower language of pansy is longing, longing, and tomorrow night I thought this was his grandfather missing his wife who died young.

Later, his grandfather also passed away, but the greenhouse remained and was taken care of by the housekeeper for so many years.

When he was a child, he would run to the greenhouse every night when he felt wronged or unhappy. He would be found by the old housekeeper every time, but his parents never imagined that their son would be there.[

It only took less than half a minute to get from their bedroom to the top floor, but even so, they couldn't remember it.

In Ming Ye's childhood memories, his parents gave him two impressions: they were very loving and respectful in front of them, but they were extremely cold and indifferent to each other behind them.

Mingye's parents were united simply to consolidate the interests of each other's families.

The only reason they were together was to give birth to a pure-blooded heir to the Ming family, so when Ming Ye was born, the relationship between his parents began to deteriorate rapidly.

When I was young and ignorant, Mingye also longed for the love of my parents. Later... when I was four or five years old, I despaired.

Speaking of which, the word "despair" is the first human emotion Mingye understands.

Tomorrow night, I was touching the bustling pansies in bloom, and suddenly I remembered an old voice behind me.

"Master, why... why are you here?"

Ming Ye paused for a moment to come to his senses. He retracted his hand but did not turn around. His voice was so light that no emotion could be heard.

"Oh, it's nothing...I suddenly remembered that you found me every time I hid here when I was a child.

"Master...are you worried about something today?"

The old housekeeper has grown up watching Ming Ye, although the older he gets, the more unpredictable his thoughts become.

But he still knew that when he was a child, he would come here every night when he was unhappy, but he had not been to this greenhouse alone for many years!
Chapter completed!