"I've been waiting for you to have a cup of tea, brother. You haven't said it yet. When you come to me, you don't want to go back to this house, but you can't say it. "“ No. " Lu Fan quickly denied“ Then you say. Like a woman! Whet haw, mother! Miss Lu! " Qi Qingyao deliberately teased me. Lu frowned wearily. His face was ugly, but he didn't say a word. His eyes were very sad. He looked at Qi Qingyao like a little desperate. Qi Qingyao was stunned. She always felt that today's atmosphere was different from yesterday. She knew that she had joked and said, "I'll make a joke. Don't look at me dejected." Lu tired of taking a deep breath, picked up the nearby tea bowl, looked at the cool tea inside, pondered for a long time and said slightly“ I really have something to do with you. "“ Then tell the fuck! " Qi Qing has no good airway“ I...... "the prolonged tone shows the great tension in the speaker's heart. Fingers pinched the tea bowl. The knuckles began to turn white. Qi Qingyao saw all this. An idea suddenly crossed her mind and took the initiative to say“ Do you want to come to me for treatment? As for what disease, I don't need to say more. " Lu tired of looking up in an instant, his eyes were a little flustered. Qi Qingyuan said with a smile, "if you come to see a doctor, don't hide from the doctor! You don't say anything. I know shit. " Lu tired of looking at a vase in the hall, with light eyebrows and cold eyes. Took deep breaths several times. As if to strengthen their psychological construction. When Qi Qingyao is getting impatient. Lu Yudao“ Let me tell you a story. " Qi Qingyao nodded and picked up a piece of walnut cake to eat“ Once upon a time, there was a little boy in the lujiabieyuan in Jiangzhou. His family was very rich. As soon as the little boy was born, he grew very beautiful after the wrinkled period. They often liked to praise. The child was as beautiful as a little girl. The little boy doesn't like such praise. But the mother said, this is a disguised boast that you are good-looking, and the little boy smiled. The child is very safe and happy to grow up to the age of 13. His family likes him from top to bottom. The boy is still beautiful. The boy who has become a teenager is getting taller and taller. At that time, the teenagers, who were not addicted to cleanliness, could accept everyone's touch and all kinds of physical contact just like ordinary people. I also like to eat with everyone. But one day, I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was tied to my body. I don't know what medicine I filled. My body is very uncomfortable. It was an old woman in her fifties who came into the house... That night, the boy experienced the worst devastation in his life. " Lu Fan's voice was very light, his tone was long and far away, as if he were telling some old stories. It seems that this matter has nothing to do with yourself. But in Qi Qingyao's ears, it was like a thunderbolt. "..." She dared not put the walnut cake in her mouth. The mood is complex looking at this man who looks like the flower of spring dawn“ When I woke up again, I was blue and blue. It took me half a month to recover. All the insiders of the mansion were killed by grandma. After that, when the body recuperates, it is different from before. It's hard to get close to people. It's just a simple pain. Even, I don't want to eat with people. Can't overcome the psychological barrier. Half a year later, the boy returned to the capital. From then on, he was a freak in everyone's eyes! But he didn't care. His father knew that. He was very sorry and cherished the youth. He began to teach him how to do business. Help him become a normal person. But as I grew older... It gradually became what I am now. " When he talked about the back, his tone was still very light. Qi Qingyao felt that under this gentle tone, it was a heavy depression hidden for many years. Qi Qingyao took another tea bowl, poured him another bowl of tea, handed it over and said leisurely, "drink tea." She tried to lighten the atmosphere here. Lu tired of silence and took over the new tea bowl. Put down the old one. Holding the steaming tea bowl, I looked at the tea swirling inside, but I didn't drink it. Just a silence. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.