The room was very quiet, so quiet that something was pressing in the air little by little, which was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
After a while, Duan Zhaoan, who had been suppressing some emotions, said calmly, "The hopes of this generation of the Duan family are all on me. The eldest aunt also places my brother's hopes on me. So, Gu Chen, if the eldest aunt
I hope you can forgive me for any harshness."
Speaking of this, Gu Chen's guess was completely confirmed.
She pursed her lips and looked at him with her slender and sharp black eyes, "I remember you said, "One general succeeds, but all bones wither." The Duan family will definitely lose something in its current position. Duan Zhaoan,
As a soldier, you should know the cruelty behind war."
Duan Zhaorong, who was as graceful as a beautiful young man in a troubled world... actually died.
Tianji... Hongyan? Does it count?
"No one in the family except me, uncle, and aunt knew about my brother's departure." Duan Zhaoan gently closed the photo album and said word by word like a thousand pounds of weight: "I returned to the Tigers to find out who I am."
How did my brother... sacrifice himself? Before he disappeared, he went to the contact point of the Tigers."
Even if the Duan family is sitting in their current position, the more they are like this, the less they can make too much noise. Even if they investigate... they can only find out secretly.
Is he missing? No one alive, no dead body? Gu Chen frowned slightly and asked: "Duan Zhaorong is also a member of the Tigers? Is No. 9... related to your elder brother?"
"No!" His voice remained calm, but the flash of his eyes seemed to be excusing something. He seemed to realize that he was a little out of control, and explained: "This matter has nothing to do with No. 9. She disappeared first, and then three days later
My brother disappeared a few months later and was not a member of the Tigers."
The emotional reaction in his eyes was a little bigger, and Gu Chen once again confirmed that No. 9 had a certain place in his heart.
His eyes flickered slightly, just in time to see the flash of dark color in Duan Zhaoan's eyes. His petal-like lips formed a shallow arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. His face, as bright as a summer flower, contained deep meaning, and then he nodded,
He said calmly: "You want me to help you, right?"
It's a question, but also an affirmation.
There was so much undisguised sarcasm in her expression that Duan Zhaoan couldn't help but frown, "Are you angry? Why?"
"Angry? The person who can make me angry hasn't appeared yet." Gu Chen ignored his sudden intimidating aura, and Dai Mei asked disapprovingly, "Are you looking for a helpless person from the beginning?
But someone who can help you?”
Those words were very calm, but they made Duan Zhaoan feel a little confused. He frowned and his cold voice became lower and lower, "I never thought about asking you to help me with anything. Gu Chen, you and me
There is one thing missing between us - trust, we are missing trust."
He sat elegantly on the sofa, with his slender legs spread out casually. He was indescribably lazy, "You never took my words to heart. No matter how serious I said, you just listened at the time."
That’s all.”
"Your words reminded me." Gu Chen did not refute, and uncharacteristically complied with his words, "I did lose trust with you before. Probably from the first time we met, you doubted whether I had anything to do with that gangster in Yangliu Village.
It doesn’t matter whether you have power or not. If trust is not established initially, there will always be something missing if you have to make up for it later.”
Number 9 was the river between her and him. Since he had no intention of mentioning it openly, she probably wouldn't ask again after asking about it this time.
