Ximen Fenglie stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands. Seeing the fireworks, he recalled the memory that had been suppressed in his heart for many years...
Everything emerges vividly.
Vic whispered: "Sir, I just checked. It was the young master who made a big fuss at 13 Oaks and found these salutes in the warehouse."
These salutes were all personally ordered by Ximen Fenglie for JANE back then.
Prepared to be set off on the wedding day (not referring to the wedding coerced by the royal scroll)——
Since the wedding was not blessed and there were no guests, I planned to entertain the "hundred beasts".
Later, Grandpa Ximen interfered and broke up a pair of mandarin ducks...the salutes were left idle.
Although it has been so many years, it is surprising that it can still be set off due to the excellent sealing and preservation.
"Master, according to family rules, fireworks cannot be set off in the castle. Should I lead the personal guards to capture the eldest young master?"
Ximen Fenglie's red eyes dimmed slightly, "Don't worry, they won't be happy for long."
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"ABBY, when we get home - we will help you build a cemetery -" SUN put his hands beside his ears and was still shouting.
Jing Jiaren leaned into Ximen Longting's arms: "He is very serious."
"The psychological impact of this scene was too heavy on him."
Jing Jiaren understands.
Slaughtered in front of SUN, the scene must be extremely bloody. But SUN also ate ABBY's meat. If he doesn't do something to eliminate his guilt, this shadow will follow him until he grows up.
"SUN has a good father," Jing Jiaren intertwined with him, "You understand his mentality and know how to resolve his knot."
"..."
"But back then you were alone and accepted things even more cruel than him."
"Come again," Ximen Longting said warningly, "You have such a good atmosphere, do you have to force me to shut your mouth?"
"I...well..."
Ximen Longting's lips suddenly pressed hard and attacked her mouth wantonly.
The scent of roses is refreshing and the night is quiet...
Ximen Longting took her hand and walked to another stone sculpture. He pressed on something, reached in and took out a stone.
"What are you looking for?"
Ximen Longting threw out some gravel, then stretched out his hand to dig inside.
Obviously, the inside of this stone statue of the god is hollow. He used some stones to block the outside. So what is hidden inside?
Finally, he felt it and took it out.
It was a big wooden box. It was a little difficult to take it out and it almost got stuck in the hole.
"Ximen Longting, you liked coming here very much when you were a child?"
"Otherwise, why would I bring you here?"
It turns out there is another deeper meaning.
Jing Jiaren hugged him tightly from behind: "Ximen Longting, thank you... for bringing me to your favorite childhood place. I feel like I am closer to you again."
"..."
"By the way, this is the creek where MISS-YOU saved you from drowning?"
"It's so shallow, can I drown?"
"Where is that place? Can you take me to see it next time? I want to thank MISS-YOU! If it weren't for him, I would have lost you in this life."
"Jing Jiaren, don't hold me, it's hot!"
"I hug you, and you dislike me? I don't even like it."
"My heart is so hot..." he said secretly, "Twenty days, how many days have been wasted now?"
20 days...? Jing Jiaren thought of his desk calendar with criss-crossed circles.