Lin Chuxin had a long dream that night.

She had hardly had a dream in the past few years, and she didn't know if she saw the painting during the day and felt something in her heart. She dreamed of No. 44 Rongchang Road twenty-two years ago.

That place is the Lin family's property. It is said that it is a very haunted person and has never been able to get out of it. Few people dare to wander around nearby. So when Lan Jinxi had an accident, Lin Chuxin thought of this place at the first time.

It was indeed a good place, quiet as if isolated from the world. Lan Jinxi was in a bad mental state during that period and seemed to have nightmares. Lin Chuxin wanted to hire a psychiatrist for her, but Lan Jinxi refused them all.

Lin Chuxin dreamed of that sunny afternoon.

Lan Jinxi seemed to be in a good mood that day. She leaned on the sofa in the sun and read a book, her drooping eyebrows and eyes were quiet and peaceful.

She seemed to have this kind of magic innocence. Even though she had already lost her insomnia and had too much dreams to sleep at night, her face was still gentle, which reminded people of the four words "The years are quiet and peaceful".

The servant put the easel on and Lin Chuxin started painting. She actually liked art more and more talented than medical skills in this regard. But at that time she was the hope of the entire Lin family, so she could only give up painting and study medicine.

Lan Jinxi said she didn't want to be too lonely, so Lin Chuxin drew herself on it. When she was painting, Lan Jinxi looked at it for a long time, and then suddenly hugged her. After many years, Lin Chuxin still remembered that at that time, she seemed to be crying, and tears fell on Lin Chuxin's shoulders, and she felt the warmth.

Lan Jinxi said: "Axin, many times I feel that I am like a bird in a cage."

"Looking at the world of the world, I wanted to fly out, but I could only get bruised and covered in bruises."

As soon as she finished speaking, the picture suddenly twisted. It was still in front of the window. Lan Jinxi pulled the dagger out of her chest and showed a smile. The smile seemed a little tired and a little sad: "The mountains are long and the road is far away, so take care of yourself."

She wiped the blood from the dagger, turned around, and walked out the door without looking back. The people who came to pick her up had been waiting for a long time. It was a rainy day, and it was pouring rain outside, and thunder roared in the sky, and from time to time a flash of lightning seemed to be about to tear apart the sky.

Lin Chuxin covered her wound and knelt on the ground. Looking at her back wearing a black dress, she had thousands of words to say, but in the end she had only one sentence: "Xixi."

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Lan Jinxi stopped, but did not look back. Her voice mixed with the sound of rain, and was still gentle: "Axin, you are fine."

Lin Chuxin said: "If you leave, I will take revenge on you."

Lan Jinxi was silent for a long time and smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait."

“We…we are strangers after all.

"Lin Chuxin said softly.

Lan Jinxi said: "Axin, if I were endless darkness, how could the fire of stars illuminate it?"

After she said that, she walked out the door. The man in black held an umbrella for her. She finally looked back at Lin Chuxin and said something, but the distance was too far away. Lin Chuxin didn't hear it. Because of the excessive blood loss, her eyes were even blurred and she couldn't recognize her mouth. She lay helplessly on the ground, looking at the ceiling, thinking, how ridiculous.

We met when we were so young, and we were closer to people who were related by blood.

We once said we should be together all the time, you pursue your medical dream, and I am my wandering painter.

I once wanted to draw a portrait of you, with a large area of ​​gorgeous sunflowers hanging in your bedroom, making you happy like the flowers of the peach blossoms.

But in the end, only the word "strange" was left to end.

She struggled to get up, and used the dagger left by Lan Jinxi to cut the oil painting into two completely.

Since you choose to leave, then stay lonely forever.

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Before dawn, there was a sleeping lamp in the room. She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead.

Suddenly I was a little stunned.

Although these things are still vivid in my mind, they are actually from 22 years ago.

Lin Chuxin sat on the bed and hugged his knees.

She took revenge on Lan Jinxi, married the man she loved, and gave birth to a child. She knew that her daughter had suffered all the torture in the Jiang family, and she saw everything clearly, but she was not happy.

It was like the mood of happiness, like that oil painting, and it was completely impossible to come back.

In such a quiet night, the cold moon outside the window was like a hook and stars were covered with stars. She suddenly remembered a poem she saw many years ago.

The yellow crane has broken its head, is the old friend still there now? The old country is full of new sorrow.

I want to buy osmanthus and carry wine together, but it is not the same as a young man traveling.

Lin Chuxin covered his eyes and laughed out loud.

It's not like a boy traveling.

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These two people were spoiled and didn't know how to sweep them. But this time Jiang Zhi was serious and specifically asked someone to stare at him. How could he not?

Then let me teach you, can't you clean it up?

Then it will be cleaned! Lin Jingjing and Lin Zhi are almost crazy, but Lin Chuxin doesn't care about this at all. They can only swallow their anger. After all, they don't have the same slightest way to sing against Jiang Zhi.

Therefore, when the two saw Jiang Xiu, they wanted to whip up with a broom, but Jiang Xiu said with a smile: "Miss Lin, Master Lin, are you guys?

How about the sweeping?"

After saying that, he looked at the ground where the two people had swept through with a picky look like a leader going to the countryside, and said, "This is not swept clean... Both of them can't sweep the floor clean, how can they do big things in the future?"

Lin Jingjing couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Don't go too far! You must clean the floor when doing big things?

!Where is the fallacy coming from!"

"How can you do big things if you can't do small things well?"

Jiang Xiu was still smiling and said, "I am giving advice to you in a friendly manner. You must accept good-intentioned criticism..." Lin Jingjing: "..." Lin Jingjing just wants to beat her to death.

Jiang Xiu knew how annoying it was. He clearly saw that Lin Jingjing and Lin Zhi had endured it very hard, and they were walking around the place they swept with their hands behind their backs. If she had stepped on a small footprint in the garden, Lin Jingjing finally broke out. Before she could move, Jiang Xiu started crying: "Miss Lin, you want to hit me again!!"

Lin Jingjing: "?

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I haven't fucking done yet, can you cry?

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Chapter completed!