Lan Yunyi lowered her eyes and looked at the clothes in Lan Chongzhou's hand, but suddenly laughed out loud, with some irony.
She slowly bent down, looked level with him, and spoke expressionlessly.
"I was seven years old that year. After cutting Lan Wanru's wrist to draw blood, I fainted and died in Lan Mansion due to excessive blood loss. There was a bowl full of blood."
"You were afraid that I would die and that Lan Wanru would never drink blood again, so you took me to the drug store. Opposite the drug store was an ordinary clothing store. The first thing I saw after I woke up was the one
Pink clothes.”
"Let me tell you, fourth brother, I really want this pink dress. I thought you would agree to it because I went to hell for Lan Wanru."
"But you looked gloomy, pinched my wound with your hands, and said to me: My wrists are full of scars, and my fingers are full of calluses from embroidery. I have no right to wear such a beautiful color."
"You said that Lan Wanru is still lying in the hospital bed, and I still touch these dirty things. It is simply heartless and makes you sick."
"In the end, you left me and went home alone. I stumbled behind you and saw with my own eyes that you bought the pink dress and gave it to Lan Wanru."
"From now on I hate pink the most."
Lan Yunyi stared into Lan Chongzhou's eyes and spoke word by word, her calm voice mixed with a hint of trembling.
When she saw herself in Lan Chongzhou's scarlet eyes, she felt as if she had returned to the age of seven, to that dark childhood.
When she stumbled behind Lan Chongzhou, she was in a hurry and humble. She was like a lost dog, abandoned by the whole world.
Lan Yunyi suddenly started to tremble all over.
She originally thought that in reviving her life, she would forget all her unwillingness, digest all the favoritism and neglect alone, and treat them as strangers without love or hatred.
But she can't forget, she can't forget.
How can we forget the wound that has been carved into the bone marrow?
Suddenly there was a strong wind, and the wind blew up Lan Yunyi's sleeves, revealing the criss-cross scars on her wrists, which were densely packed like centipedes and looked extremely ugly.
The tips of her fingers were covered with thick calluses, and they had lost the original softness and beauty of the girl.
Her hands were as rough as those of an old woman.
Lan Yunyi hurriedly pulled off her sleeves to cover the scar on her wrist, turned around and ran back to the yard.
Lan Chongzhou stood motionless in the wind, his eyes empty, as if he was about to shed tears of blood. He allowed the strong wind to beat his cheeks, feeling that his heart was being bitten by insects and ants.
He slowly let go of his hand, and the pink clothes in his hand fluttered in the wind, and suddenly flew into the dust, like a dying butterfly.
He seems to have no qualifications to atone for his sins from Yun Yi, and he has no qualifications to ask for Yun Yi's forgiveness.
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"Sir, Mr. Lan? We are closed now, why don't you call Miss Lan to pick you up?" The waiter at Ningxiang Pavilion looked at Lan Yuanzhou in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed.
At this moment, Lan Yuanzhou was still holding the wine flask, lying on his back in the middle of the Ningxiang Pavilion with his legs in the air. None of the friends he drank with last night were missing.
Ever since Lan Yunyi and Lan Mansion separated, Lan Yuanzhou has been left unattended.
Without Lan Yunyi following him like a mother, he felt more at ease, hanging out in brothels all day long, and only returned to Lan Mansion once in half a month.
"Go away, don't call that old witch! She's obviously my sister, but she's nagging like an old woman. It's embarrassing. I have feet and can walk on my own!"
Lan Yuanzhou covered his head with a painful expression and a nasal sound.
After being hungover, he just felt like he had a splitting headache.
"It's just Mr. Lan, you spent half a month on credit at the Ningxiang Pavilion... what do you think?"
Lan Yuanzhou got up in anger, staggered out with the wine bottle in his arms: "Just wait, I will go home and ask the old witch to get the money."
When he returned home, he found that things had changed in Lan Mansion.
He pushed open the door of Lan Yunyi's room and wanted to go to her to ask for money, but found that there was no one inside at all, and even the shabby dressing table was covered with a layer of dust.
He was too lazy to go to the crying Lan Wanru to ask for money, so he went directly to Lan Chongzhou's yard.
Lan Chongzhou's courtyard was quiet, there was not even a waiter, and the door was not locked. As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong smell of blood.
Lan Yuanzhou instantly felt his scalp numb, and even his chaotic mind became clearer.
"Fourth brother, is there someone dead in your house?" Lan Yuanzhou frowned and covered his nose with his sleeve.
When Lan Chongzhou heard the noise, he raised his head stiffly, and Lan Yuanzhou saw his pale face with blood stains on his face.
The clothes on his body were in tatters and were not worn properly, as if they had just been picked up from the garbage dump, but the green bamboo embroidered on them was quite nice.
Lan Chongzhou's whole person was lifeless. It was obviously broad daylight, but Lan Yuanzhou was so frightened that he trembled all over, feeling like he had seen a ghost.
Lan Chongzhou only glanced at him, then stiffly twisted his neck, slowly lowered his head, and went about his work.
A dignified seven-foot-tall man who usually held a knife and a gun was holding an embroidery needle on his fingertips at the moment. He was embroidering on his clothes with his eyes wide open. He obviously regarded the clothes as a treasure.
The clothes he held in his hands looked like his daughter's clothes, but they were already stained with blood, and Lan Chongzhou's hands were also densely covered with needle holes.
"Fourth brother, where is Lan Yunyi? Where did that old witch go?"
Lan Chongzhou's hand movements paused.
"If she doesn't stay at home properly, she makes me sobering soup and makes Wanru's blood jar, then where does she go to have fun? She doesn't even care about her family? It's so heartless." Lan Yuanzhou said to himself
He was mumbling to himself and did not see Lan Chongzhou's sudden change of expression.
Lan Chongzhou stood up, carefully folded his clothes and placed them on the table, and then asked softly: "Have you ever taken care of the family?"
Lan Yuanzhou thought he had heard wrongly, and his expression looked like he had seen a ghost.
Fourth brother, what does this mean?
Don't they often talk about Lan Yunyi like this on weekdays?
Lan Yunyi is just ignorant and annoying. She doesn't follow the rules of women and hangs out with wild men all day long. His friends saw this with their own eyes.
Today he just said something, so what happened?
"I just wanted to ask where Lan Yunyi went. She's a dead person. You don't allow me to tell you?" Lan Yuanzhi was still drunk. At this moment, the young master got angry and kicked the vase next to him.
foot.
"A rotten person? I don't allow you to talk about her!" Lan Chongzhou rushed in front of Lan Yuanzhou, pulled his collar hard with both hands, and pushed him into the corner.
When Chu Huan entered the house with the medicine, he saw such a tense scene.
"This is the medicine for the eldest lady. She is afraid of pain. She needs you to drink it and dissolve it in the blood, and then give her the blood to drink."
Chu Huan lowered his head and finished speaking, fearing that they would stop fighting him once he arrived, so he hurried out of the door again and closed the door considerately.
Lan Chongzhou stared at the bowl of medicine on the table and slowly let go of his hand.
This is what he once said to Lan Yunyi...
"Fourth brother? You cut your wrists to take blood instead of Lan Yunyi? You will take the martial arts exam in the future, how can you do such a thing? Where is Lan Yunyi?" Lan Yuanzhou's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Where did she go?" Lan Chongzhou raised his head and laughed, tears flowing down his cheeks, his voice was hoarse and sad.
"I also want to know where she went. We lost her, Yuan Zhou! We lost her!"
Lan Yuanzhou looked at the strange Lan Chongzhou in front of him and felt that he was unreasonable.
"Lost it? Or eloped with a wild man?" There was a sarcastic smile on his lips. This chapter has been completed!