But for Lu Zixian, they had just seen her before. Hearing of her news, he set out to travel thousands of miles, walked her way, blew her wind, and quietly met her in a corner she didn't know.

Lu Zixian's shallow lips hide all his feelings in his eyes, "sister-in-law, long time no see."

"Yes." Xia Xiwan nodded, old friends meet again, even the sadness of parting are scattered some.

"Zixian, let's go home."

Back to Home?

Lu Zixian nodded, "OK."

……

In Lu's mansion, Lu Zixian enters his study, where old lady Lu has been waiting for him.

As for life experience, there must be someone who says that Lu Zixian is the last one to know.

After a long time, Mrs. Lu was pushed out tired. Lu Zixian stood tall and handsome in front of the French window. He took off his black clothes outside. He had a white shirt and black trousers inside. He had a cool and elegant style, which made people unable to move their eyes.

He looked at the distance and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Zixian." A soft voice came from behind.

Lu Zixian's heart moves, suddenly turns around, and Xia Xiwan has come over.

"Sister in law, are you looking for me?"

Xia Xiwan nodded, "Zixian, what did grandma say to you just now?"

"I didn't say anything. I just said something about my life experience and the distribution of my inheritance."

Xia Xiwan can see that he doesn't care about these, including My life experience.

For him, life experience is a dispensable thing.

Xia Xiwan hooked his lips, then handed him the things in his hand, "Zixian, these are the things that Aunt Yingluo left for you."

Lu Zixian took it with a white and slender hand. He looked down and was stunned, because these are Liu Yingluo's design drawings over the years.

As the founder and godmother of fly jewelry, Liu Yingluo's manuscripts are out of print. She has never stopped designing these manuscripts over the years.

Lu Zixian looks up at Xia Xiwan.

Xia Xiwan's clear Jian Tong was shining with a broken smile. "Zixian, I know that Aunt Yingluo is very strange to you. These are all her own designs and her journey. Aunt Yingluo has been pure and virtuous all her life. She doesn't give up love and freedom and struggles in hesitation. There are her smiles and tears in them. Now these are all for you."

Lu Zixian felt that the string in his heart was suddenly touched.

Xia Xiwan took out a book and opened the first page. "Zixian, aunt Yingluo always thought she was pregnant with a girl, so she made a lot of design drawings for her daughter."

Lu Zixian has seen this design draft, because this one is very special. There are many traces of dry tears on it.

It's always new.

Lu Zixian reached out and closed the design draft. "What do you want to say to me, sister-in-law?"

Xia Xiwan met Lu Zixian's eyes calmly and generously, "Zixian, do you blame them?"

"Strange? Who is to blame? "

"Your father, your mother, your grandmother Everyone, you can blame them. "

Lu Zixian looked at Xia Xiwan, "do you want to persuade me not to blame them?"

Xia Xiwan slowly raised his head, "don't go through other people's hardships, don't persuade others to be good, Zixian. I don't want to persuade you. You have a thousand and ten thousand reasons to blame them. Uncle Lu's indifference, aunt Yingluo's absence, grandma's preference for Han Ting, any of them are not even as good as Liu Zhaodi for you, at least Liu Zhaodi once loved you with all her heart. "