At the end of the staircase was another wooden door.
The paint on the door has fallen off a lot, but you can still vaguely see the carving on it.
Gu Xiaoran knocked on the door.
The voice of his mother Miao Junlan came from the room.
"Come in."
Gu Xiaoran gently opened the door. The light in the room was still dark.
Although there is no moldy smell, but full of old taste.
Miao Junlan, wearing a peacock blue cheongsam and a blanket on her leg, sits on a wooden rocking chair in the corner of the house. As she enters the house, she opens her eyes and looks at her peacefully.
Gu Xiaoran suddenly felt sad.
Go to her.
Suddenly there was a dark light in the room.
Gu Xiaoran instinctively turned around, a Throwing Knife passed by and fell to the ground.
The same skill as that man
Miao Junlan's hand on the arm of the rocking chair suddenly tightened.
That brute, he took his daughter to a place like that.
Gu Xiaoran stood in the same place for a while, but there was no hidden weapon. He picked up the flying knife on the ground and found that there was a thin silk thread tied to the handle of the flying knife, and the other end of the silk thread was in his mother's hand.
It seems that if she can't avoid it, her mother will pull the knife away and won't hurt her.
Even in the place where he lived, he had to take precautions in this way, which made Gu Xiaoran feel more sad.
With a flying knife, he went to his mother.
"Ma."
"I didn't scare you, did I?" Miao Junlan looks at her gently.
Gu Xiaoran shook his head and handed her the throwing knife.
"Sit down." Miao Junlan took the knife and patted the round wooden stool in front of him.
Gu Xiaoran sat down and looked around.
"Isn't it strange why I live here?"
"Well."
Miao Junlan went out to sit in a long Rolls Royce. Gu Xiaoran did not expect that his mother would live in such a dark and old place.
"Used to dark, not used to those bright places."
"Ma." Gu Xiaoran thought of the madhouse, the room where his mother was imprisoned, and his heart was even more blocked.
"That's good. I used to live here when I escaped from your family."
"Mom, who put you in that place?"
"Don't ask. I came to you today to tell you something."
"What's the matter?"
Miao Junlan sat up straight, took Gu Xiaoran's hand, "Xiaoran, you look into mom's eyes."
Gu Xiaoran obediently looked into his mother's eyes.
In the eyes and the mother on the moment, suddenly the body of that force immediately attacked the mother.
Gu Xiaoran was startled. For fear of hurting his mother, he quickly closed his eyes.
At the moment of closing eyes, I saw my mother's surprised eyes and a picture in my mind.
as like as two peas, a handsome man, suddenly turned around and avoided flying knives flying to him, which was exactly the same as she was just now.
"Junlan, you are more and more mischievous. You want to stop me?"
Miao Junlan, a mother who was less than 20 years old, ran over with a smile, hugged his waist from behind, and laughed happily, "I hurt you. You are my only one. You can only stay with me and never leave again."
The man didn't turn around, just took the little hand that the woman held on his waist.
Then the picture turns.
It was still the man, but he had changed his clothes. His military uniform made him tall and strong. The brim of his military cap was very low, and his whole body smelled solemn.
He stood motionless in front of a locked iron door and, without a word, looked at the closed woman from the small window of the iron door.
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