Descending the stairs, Jiang Chen walked straight toward the table.

I don’t know if I just figured out what I had just figured out, or if I realized that after I really faced it, some things were not as scary as I thought.

The obvious tremor in Huo Siyu’s body gradually weakened or even disappeared.

However, she obviously did not expect that there would be a letter here, and her expression was a little sluggish and confused.

Jiang Chen picked up the envelope and gently bumped it on the edge of the wooden table, and the dust suddenly fell off.

He turned to his head and asked:

“Do you drive or do I drive?”

Huo Siyu did not speak.

Jiang Chen smiled lightly and directly tore open the thick layer of kraft paper on the outside.

Suddenly, an oval jade pendant glowing with emerald green light fell out of it.

Then came a handwritten letter with yellowed paper.

The jade pendant is warm and moist, and it is the top color of the goods at a glance, and the material alone is worth a lot.

It is engraved with a Zhao character written on the seal, and the style is quite atmospheric.

Just by looking at it, there is a feeling of a golden iron horse.

After the letter was taken out, it was divided into two sheets, only one of which was written by Zhao Zhuyue to Huo Siyu.

The other, however, is a paternity test to prove her relationship with Huo Siyu.

Jiang Chen gently handed over the letter.

Huo Siyu showed a hint of trepidation on his face, but finally reached out to take it and waved his eyes to look at the past.

However, it is a simple look.

In an instant, her expression changed dramatically.

The great horror, like the most vast tsunami, completely submerged Huo Siyu’s entire body in an instant.

Let her body tremble in an instant so that she could not even stand still.

And with the dusty old things, a little bit is revealed.

This horror is still fermenting.

The disabled old woman who had been tortured for thirteen years, and who still made it difficult for her to let go, was actually her biological mother.

On his own body, he even flowed with the blood of the Zhao Family in the Northland.

The reason why Chen Xinghai, the Thousand King, had surrendered to her ten years ago was actually that this biological mother had bought her life in the last moment.

All of this, for Huo Siyu, is not stingy with a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Jiang Chen hugged Huo Siyu from behind.

Watching her be shocked, watching her holding the letter and collapsing and crying, and watching her finally look numb, I couldn’t even cry.

To tell the truth, in his heart, there was such a loss and unbearable.

However, what he knows better is that there are some things that must be experienced.

As long as this knot of heart is not untied for a day, Huo Siyu will not be able to let go of his nostalgia for a day, and he will not be able to accept his true self.

The master personality and the second personality can never coexist.

“There’s another box, don’t you open it and look at it?”

At a certain moment, I felt the emotions of the delicate body in my arms begin to calm down.

Jiang Chen pointed to the dusty wooden box on the table and couldn’t even see the color clearly.

Huo Siyu hesitated for a long time before he slowly reached out his hand and opened the lid of the box.

This time, it was he whose eyes flickered.

Because the first thing that comes into view inside is actually a snow-white cat ear hairpin with a fine pattern.

It was almost exactly the same as the one that came with the previous set of clothes.

In addition to the size.

This should have been worn by Huo Siyu when he was a child, and it was kept extremely carefully.

There were boxes on the outside, and not even a speck of dust had fallen.

“No wonder…”

Jiang Chen’s heart was clear.

Sure enough, some things seem bizarre, but they are not without reason.

But fortunately, there are also ringers to untie the bell.

Under the hairpin, the box also contained many things that had been destroyed by Zhao Zhuyue in front of Huo Siyu.

Awards, rag dolls, all kinds of toys.

There are even a few paintings that are extremely childish, and at first glance are sketches of children’s graffiti.

It was packed in a big box.

Huo Siyu touched these things, and the tears that had just stopped were hazy again.

……

……

“Some people said they were looking for me to play backgammon, but the chess didn’t play, and I was a big young master who accompanied you to clean the basement of your house for two hours.”

More than two hours later.

Outside the basement entrance, Jiang Chen ripped off the mask on his face.

While slapping the dust on his body with a towel, he deliberately muttered with resentment.

Huo Siyu suddenly smiled happily.

Gently closing the door of the basement, he bowed his head and made the same action as Jiang Chen.

Zhao Zhuyue’s letter and the box full of childhood successfully opened her heart knot.

It also made some things in her personality quietly change.

Now, at least in front of Jiang Chen, he can completely open the atrium of his heart, behave naturally, and will not deliberately maintain some external image.

“After working for two hours and scrapping a custom suit, I didn’t even pay my salary, and I didn’t come later.”

Jiang Chen finished patting his clothes and threw the towel away at will.

Turn around and go outside.

Suddenly, behind him, a very familiar, but the taste was completely different from before.

“Wait.” Huo Siyu cried.

“What’s going on?”

Jiang Chen just walked to the door, and turned around angrily.

He was deliberate, Huo Siyu’s mood had not been very high, and occasionally teasing could make her feel much better.

However, what Jiang Chen did not expect was.

At the moment when he turned around, a figure flew from the opposite side.

Immediately after that, I felt a touch of sweet warmth on my lips.

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