Miss Jun has no memory of this cousin except that he was a paralytic, and she has not seen him since arriving at Fang's house.
This is the only direct grandson of the old lady of the Fang family, the only male of the Fang family. He was fine when he was born, but fell ill when he was young, and the doctor said he would not survive until the age of fifteen.
Miss Jun looked at young Master Fang. He was quite naughty. Why did he climb up the rockery?
Seeing Miss Jun looking at him, a smile appeared on young master Fang's calm face.
"Miss Jun is actually looking at me." He said hoarsely, with a bit of joking, "San Tao, go tell the kitchen that I want an extra meal for the young master today at noon."
After hearing this, a young boy behind him looked at Miss Jun carefully and timidly responded.
Miss Jun said nothing, and the girl next to her turned her nose up.
"It's really unlucky to meet this short-lived ghost." She curled her lips and said without concealing the disgust on her face. She stretched out her hand to support Miss Jun, "Miss, let's go quickly."
The words of the short-lived ghost fell clearly into the young man's ears. He seemed not to have heard them and still smiled.
But Miss Jun saw a familiar atmosphere in it.
That was the look on her face she saw in the mirror when she was dressing up and preparing to kill the man after learning the truth.
Angry and unwilling, there is a burning fire in my heart, wishing to light everything on fire.
But we must try our best to suppress it.
After all, I didn't hide my thoughts at first, and others saw through them at a glance, so I was hacked to death without taking revenge.
This boy has only shown a bit of cynical and mischievous attitude at such a young age, which is already quite good.
"What's your name?" Miss Jun asked.
The smile on Young Master Fang's lips became even stronger.
"It's such an honor that Miss Jun actually wants to ask me my name." He said, "San Tao, it seems that I have to ask the kitchen to add a pot of wine."
Looking down from a high position, Miss Jun still looked calm, as if she couldn't hear her sarcasm at all.
Or maybe you really can’t tell, this Miss Jun is just a brainless idiot.
He was a little disinterested.
I have nothing to say to this woman, maybe because I just saw the look on this woman's face when she walked over.
That kind of brisk and indifferent expression, as if everything is under control, appears on the face of such a woman, which really makes people have to laugh at her.
"Does a dead person need a name?" He said lightly, losing interest in talking anymore, and motioned to the boy behind him, "Let's go."
The boy hurriedly lifted up the blanket covering him and tried to carry him on his back. Another boy hurriedly ran forward and picked up the wheelchair.
Liu'er curled her lips, but Miss Jun stood still.
"Of course there are dead people who need names," she said. "Some people are dead but still live in the hearts of many people, just like the living people don't necessarily need names, because some people are alive as if they are dead."
When she was alive in the past, no one would care about her. Now that she is dead, she must let her name live in the hearts of those people and become their nightmare.
Young Master Fang, who put his hand on the boy's shoulder, paused slightly, and then the girl's voice continued unhurriedly.
"A person's life does not matter how long it is. Although fireworks are short-lived, they are gorgeous. Although dead trees are long-lasting, they are decaying."
How could this idiot woman say such a thing?
The young master of the Fang family couldn't help but turn his head.
You can’t say she’s just a fool. She’s the daughter of a scholar, so she’ll probably be able to read these books just to show off her appearance.
Miss Jun looked at him.
"The living dead have no names. Cousin, don't talk about yourself like that in the future." She said softly.
Young Master Fang couldn't help but laugh.
Cousin? This is a really strange title. Is it ironic?
"My cousin is right." Young Master Fang said with a smile, "I was wrong. I still need a name, but cousin doesn't need a name."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Liu'er glared and said, "Why doesn't my lady need a name?"
"Because I am about to die, but your young lady is not dead." Young Master Fang said seriously.
Liu'er became even more confused.
"Are you out of your mind?" she said. "You need a name when you die, but my lady doesn't need a name when she is alive?"
No wonder the paralytic never came out to see anyone. It turned out that he was not only a paralytic, but also a lunatic.
This Fang family is so miserable.
Young Master Fang put his hands on the boy's shoulders, barely supporting his upper body.
"It's because your lady will live for a long time." He said seriously, "And I am about to die. Before I die, I still have the family business that my grandmother and mother have supported for me, which allows me to enjoy the gains and squander them as much as I want. But
Grandma and mother are both old. They can't survive your young lady. Once they die, the big tree in the Fang family will... boom..."
He made a sound in his mouth, stretched out his hand, and made a collapse gesture.
"..This big tree has fallen. You don't have a big tree to enjoy the shade. Cousin, for such a beautiful woman, you have lost your marriage, become enemies with the Ning family, and have lost your protection. It's really a hard life for you.
...." He looked at Miss Jun and shook her head, with a look of pity and sadness on her face, "Cousin, do you know how miserable life will be for those who lose the protection of their family?"
Miss Jun smiled.
"Cousin, you are talking about yourself," she said.
Liu'er also curled her lips.
"What are you talking about? Our young lady doesn't need your Fang family's protection, but you are dragging her down." She said with a snort.
Young Master Fang laughed.
Yes, how could he have forgotten that the master and servant were so proud of themselves that they scorned each other's family, thinking that everything they ate and drank fell from the sky, and it was only ridiculous for him to say these things to them.
It's probably because he hasn't spoken so much to anyone for a long time that he talks so much nonsense to this woman.
What's even more ridiculous is that for this woman, it's nonsense, but it makes him feel desolate in his heart.
Life is over before it even begins. For so many years, he thought he had accepted it, seen it through, and let it go, but in the end he couldn't do it.
Is their Fang family really cursed by fate? Did their Fang family’s wealth come in exchange for their ancestral blood? Is their Fang family going to disappear because their great-grandfather was unkind to their blood relatives? Is their bloodline going to disappear?
My grandfather and father lived half a lifetime, but what about me? He was sitting in a wheelchair as soon as he learned to walk. His life was over before it even began. What did God want him to be born for?
Why not let him die as soon as he is born? Why do he still have to endure such torture?
The boy's hand pressed on the boy's shoulder, but he didn't even have the strength to tighten his body.
He lowered his gaze and no longer looked at Miss Jun.
"Yes, I'm talking about myself. Fortunately, I'm very lucky. I can leave in a year and don't have to suffer all this." He smiled lightly, "Miss Jun is also lucky. She won't have to be dragged down by the Fang family in the future.
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Liu'er curled her lips.
"Miss, let's go and ignore him," she said.
Miss Jun, however, still stood still, looking thoughtfully at Young Master Fang who was being carried on his back.
"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Liu'er asked puzzledly and a little worried, "Ignore what the paralytic said."
"I'm wondering whether to take the Fang family's boat." Miss Jun said.
The Fang family’s boat?
The Fang family's ticket business is not a maritime business, so how can they have a ship?
Liu'er was puzzled. Was the lady confused by the paralytic?
Miss Jun looked at Young Master Fang who was being carried off the rockery and walked over.
Young Master Fang was carefully placed in a wheelchair by two boys. Because of his paralysis, he was handled like a rag doll.
The two young men were very dissatisfied with Miss Jun standing over to look at her. They only felt humiliated. Young Master Fang's face remained calm.
"I'm sorry, I have stained Miss Jun's eyes." He said, "It is really Miss Jun's misfortune to live in the same home as me."
Miss Jun's eyes swept over him inch by inch.
"It is my misfortune to live with you, but I don't know if I am lucky or unlucky if I cure your disease and you cannot die in two years." She said. (To be continued)