Dimiao

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Wei Chi gritted his teeth, "Teacher, have you seen Yutong?"

Xi Er's eyes turned cold, and he retorted coldly: "Who gave you the courage to ask this?"

The girl cried endlessly, Xier took a deep breath to calm down, and then regained her usual gentle attitude: "Xiaochi, you have to make it clear, otherwise how can I tell you the situation."

Wei Chi is typical of being soft but not hard. The fear just now was cried out. She couldn't tell whether it was more sad or more fearful. She focused on thinking about her little sister and explained the situation clearly.

The fist in Xier's sleeve was clenched little by little.

He originally thought that such a small plan would not happen so quickly even if it was rushed.But now it seems... that can only show that someone behind the scenes has been watching this matter.He narrowed his eyes carefully, filtering everyone's positioning in his mind.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, but he also felt that it might be hidden under some protective film, and his face looked ugly.

His shoulders suddenly sank, and Wei Chi, who was overwhelmed by the heat and exhaustion, fell asleep on his shoulders.The little girl cried softly, and her breathing was shallow when she slept, but people couldn't ignore her existence for a while.

Xi'er lived most of his life, and he didn't think he would live long. Besides, the weight on his shoulders was nothing compared to the heavy burdens he usually carried.

More like a novelty.Although too fresh.

He thought so, but he still hugged the little girl and sat upright, afraid that she would slip down and wake up if she didn't pay attention.

Lu Dimiao was taken to a wing by her, and he couldn't tell what the purpose of this room was.

Yin Ziyu turned on the torch to illuminate the surrounding patterns clearly.It was only then that Lu Dimiao discovered that these lines were all embroidered. It was a small room with walls wrapped in brocade silk. It looked like a secret room that was unknown but had some meaning.

Yin Ziyu came over quietly, raised his hand to hold his shoulder, and whispered close to his ear: "Lu Dimiao, how long are you going to hide from me?"

☆, female body

Lu Dimiao trembled all over, the soft tone in his ear seemed to penetrate into his mind, messing up his thoughts, and the warm breath swept over the ear corridor, making him tremble unconsciously.

In an instant, the silhouettes of many people floated in his mind, his mother's was thin and tall, his father's... It was a sharp welt, which almost made him reflexively ache.

Yin Ziyu watched Lu Dimiao close his eyes in pain, and began to take a deep breath, but the breathing was still getting heavier, and the corners of his eyes were red from suffocation, as if he was about to shed tears.

She was a little dumb, but out of a certain psychology, she still didn't say anything to comfort him.

Lu Dimiao kept playing an exchange in loop in his mind.

"Boys are not as valuable as girls, Yiqiu, you gave birth to a loser!"

"...It's good to be safe, I hope he is a boy, so..." The woman's calm voice, he was very young at the time, and he couldn't hear the death-like attitude in it.

He could only stare blankly at the woman, hoping that the warm palm would rest on his head for a while longer.

What is the difference between men and women?

As for using such a big price in exchange for an unclear future? Or is the price itself given something?

Lu Dizhen raised his eyes and saw Yin Ziyu reaching out to touch the embroidery on the wall with lowered eyes. Her hands were trembling, and that slight trembling couldn't escape his focused eyes.

Lu Dimiao no longer deliberately suppressed her voice, and pulled open her neckline, revealing a smooth neck, a section of skin that was too fair, and a smooth neck without an Adam's apple.

He smiled bitterly: "Boss Yin, you guessed right, I am indeed a woman."

Yin Ziyu took a step forward, fastened the collar for her, and then said, "When did you know the name Yin Ziyu?"

Lu Dimiao said softly: "Compared to this, I want to know when Boss Yin found out that I was a woman."

Her original voice was thin and thin, and a high voice would make people feel very uncomfortable, so she used to talk with people in a low voice.

Yin Ziyu smiled lightly, raised her eyelids a little, glanced at her slender face, and smiled again inexplicably: "My eyesight is not as bad as Rong Lao's. There are many things, I just need to..." She pointed her fingers, The thumbnail is touching the part of the little finger: "I just need to think about it carefully, and I can feel it. Didn't you guess it?"

Lu Dizhen smiled bitterly: "I know the name Yin Ziyu, probably when Boss Yin was nine years old, and I was 12 years old."

"Yin Ziyu, Yin is the Yin of Yin's father, Yin Zhengrong, and Ziyu is the handwriting of Yin's mother, Zhang Wanning." Lu Dizhen bowed his head again and smiled wryly.

Yin Ziyu said softly, "Lu Dimiao, how much do you know? I have many things that my parents didn't have time to tell me."

Lu Dizhen thought carefully for a while, then raised his eyes to look at her, his Youyuan expression seemed to present the voices and smiles of the women from the other end of time and space in this small embroidery room one by one.

"Xicheng, there is a very important person there, Yin Ziyu, you need to find her. If Yin's father and mother are gone, remember to protect her, and go north with her to Jicheng. When Xiaoxue Chuchu covered the mountain , find the child who responded, and take out my things."

She calmly narrated Jiang Yiqiu's words, Yin Ziyu thought for a while, and sighed: "Did Ms. Jiang predict the end of my parents earlier?"

Lu Dizhen shook her head to show that she didn't know: "My family's situation is very complicated, and my mother just deals with it..." She stopped before she finished speaking, and a look of confusion flashed across her expression.

That look made Yin Ziyu's thoughts stop for a second, but when she reconnected, she just revolved around her words.

"Xicheng, Jicheng." Yin Ziyu smiled, "Before my parents passed away, I stayed under their knees for six years. At the age of 12, my mother decided to send me to Fahrenheit to study art. I think they predicted their end in advance."

"how?"

"I came home from Fahrenheit for the funeral."

Yin Ziyu narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of obvious teasing in his eyes: "They left a letter that seemed real or fake, asking me to go to the north every year after I settled down in the store."

Lu Dimiao thought about it: "Perhaps I don't feel relieved to write down the exact address, in case..."

She woke up suddenly and looked up at Yin Ziyu.

Yin Ziyu had a smile on his lips: "Yes! It's just to be on guard."

She continued: "Since I took over Yu Ju, I have been attacked by many forces, some on the bright side, like Xiao Xiao, and of course some secretly, but they have never dared to extend their hands. I have tried it until now. Can't get their head around it."

Lu Dimiao asked nervously, "Then Boss Yin, are you still going north this month?"

"Why don't you go?" She looked at Lu Dimiao amusedly, with a slight angle on her brows: "Why don't I use such a great opportunity."

Yin Ziyu suddenly smiled again, the corners of his lips curled up: "Besides, I'll tell you quietly."

She said softly: "The city I originally planned to go north to is Jicheng, do you think it's a coincidence?"

Lu Dimiao was taken aback by her sudden forward movement, and stepped back abruptly, leaning her back against the silk wall embroidered with patterns, the soft fabric pressed against her palms wet with cold sweat, it was so weird that it was almost impermanent. The situation was so clearly laid out in front of her.

Lu Dimiao realized in her heart that this was not a frank exchange between both parties, but an exchange of mutual testing. She used her opening confession to win back some Yin Ziyu's trust.However, she was hiding something herself, and Yin Ziyu was so careful that she also noticed it, so she made up some nonsense to pester her with the truth.

If she hides a little bit more and doesn't explain the few words Yin Ziyu wants to hear in advance, how hard can her words be to tell the truth?