After rebirth, the old, weak, sick and disabled are a family

Duan Huiyan's face turned pale in an instant. He let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He had indeed never paid attention to these details and always thought that these were just Qu Shuyue's preferences.

Tan Xuxi looked at him and said calmly: "Some things are not seen with the eyes, but felt with the heart."

Duan Huiyan stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning.

He recalled every moment he spent with Qu Shuyue, and those moments that he thought were warm and heartwarming turned out to be illusions.

His heart began to ache, a pain that was more intense than any physical pain.

He turned around, wanting to escape from this suffocating place.

But he saw Qu Shuyue standing at the door, looking at him with tearful eyes.

The moment Duan Huiyan saw Qu Shuyue, his panic became even worse.

He saw the tears in her eyes and felt a pang in his heart.

He walked forward and wanted to explain, but found that he had nothing to say.

Niu Shuyue looked at him, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

She turned around and walked towards the stairs step by step, leaving Duan Huiyan standing there alone.

Duan Huiyan looked at her departing back, and an unprecedented panic surged in his heart.

He hurriedly chased after her, grabbed her hand, and said in a trembling voice:

"Xiao Yue, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I didn't know that those were not your preferences, I thought..."

Qu Shuyue broke free from his hand and said coldly: "What you thought was me was never me."

Duan Huiyan was stunned. He had never seen Qu Shuyue like this, cold and distant.

He was heartbroken, but didn't know where to start.

He watched her go up the stairs step by step and disappear from sight.

The door of the study was half open, and Tan Xuxi's figure was looming.

Duan Huiyan took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the study.

He needs to find the answer and a way to win back Qu Shuyue.

Duan Huiyan pushed open the door of the study and saw Tan Xixi sitting quietly in front of the desk, playing with an exquisite teacup in her hand.

He raised his head and looked at Duan Huiyan with deep eyes, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Ayan, it looks like you need my help."

Tan Xuxi's voice is deep and magnetic, as if it carries some kind of magic that is irresistible.

He is also worried about Nie Shuyue!

She was a little sad, and turned her grief and anger into appetite.

Duan Huiyan had no idea in this life or the next, but it was seen through by someone he had only known for a few months.

She sat at the dining table, eating her meal in big mouthfuls, but her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Tan Xuxi sat quietly beside her, not disturbing her, just occasionally handing her a tissue.

He knew that at this moment, what she needed was not comfort, but catharsis.

Duan Huiyan stood at the door with his hands clenched into fists. He had never felt so powerless.

He looked at Qu Shuyue's tears, and the guilt in his heart surged like a tide.

He knew that what he had never gotten was about to be lost, and perhaps could never be recovered.

He turned around, ready to leave this painful place, but then turned back and spoke with his back to the two of them.

"Xiao Yue, can we... go back to the past?"

Tan Xixi was speechless, took off her glasses and covered her face. Ah Yan was really talking about something irrelevant.

Qu Shuyue sniffed, forced back the tears in her eyes, and said angrily:

"Duan Huiyan, you've used all your brains to pick up girls, right?

Only those who have problems in their brains would go back to the old ways instead of moving forward.

Do you think I'm mentally ill?"

She's making herself look emo, she just has a problem with her brain... woooo...

She couldn't accept it. After wasting so many lives, she came to this conclusion.

In the end, Nie Shuyue drove both of them away, and she felt upset.

She could accept that Duan Huiyan was a scumbag, but she could not accept that there was something wrong with her brain.

A person lay on the big bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Is there something wrong with her brain?

I couldn't sleep because Duan Huiyan was not there.

Half an hour later.

Niu Shuyue took Ximen to Victoria and ordered Su Xing and Mr. Rose whom Manager Bai mentioned last time.

Outside the box.

Manager Bai gave the two of them some instructions.

"I'm telling you! This person inside is our bread and butter. Whatever she wants to do, you will do it.

Even if she wants you to burn Victoria, you have to light the fire.

understand?

This is an order! "

Su Xing and Mr. Rose answered in unison: "Understood!"

Only then did Manager Bai let the two in.

As soon as she entered, Qu Shuyue poured herself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

“Hiss… so spicy!”

Su Xing poured her a glass of water, and Qu Shuyue took a few sips before she came to her senses.

She suddenly asked, "What kind of person do you think would fall in love with someone who hurts them again and again, and even risk their life for him?"

The two looked at each other, both confused.

How could they understand this!

They just know how to please their customers.

Su Xing frowned slightly, trying to understand the question.

Mr. Rose shrugged and said softly:

“Perhaps, it’s those who have endless sorrow hidden deep in their hearts.

They long to be loved, yet are afraid of being loved.

So, between hurting and being hurt, they found some kind of perverse comfort.”

Upon hearing this, Qu Shuyue nodded and looked at the two of them.

"So, she either has a problem with her brain, a problem with her psychology, or a problem with her spirit."

Anyway, I'm not a normal person anymore.

Su Xing and Mr. Rose were both stunned after hearing this.

They didn't expect Qu Shuyue to give such an answer.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems to make sense.

Seeing that the two agreed, Qu Shuyue: "..."

She's emo again.

She reached out and rubbed her temple. Could there be something wrong with her brain?

He patted the sofa and said, "Sit down! It's so tiring to stand!"

Su Xing and Mr. Rose smiled at each other and sat down one by one.

Doesn’t this guest seem difficult to serve?

She was as beautiful as a fairy, had a great temperament, knew how to respect them, and didn't seem to have any special quirks.

It's much better than those guests who think highly of themselves and treat them as servants.

"How long have you been here?"

Qu Shuyue asked casually.

"For a long time."

Mr. Rose replied.

"So do you like it here?"

Qu Shuyue asked again.

Mr. Rose was slightly stunned, as if he had not expected to be asked this question. He was silent for a while before he slowly spoke: "I like it... and I don't like it either."

He looked out the window, as if recalling something.

"This place gives us a place to settle down, but... I always feel like something is missing."

"What's missing?"

Niu Shuyue asked curiously.

Mr. Rose sighed softly.

"Maybe it's the freedom. Although life here is relatively stable, I always feel like I'm trapped in a cage and can't really spread my wings and fly."

Su Xing also nodded in agreement.

Qu Shuyue remained silent, thinking to herself: "In fact...I have never had true freedom either."

Her thoughts drifted back to that heartbreaking day in 1999 – September 9th.

That day was the day her parents were buried.

When the servants in the house were ordered to remove the spirit tablets of their parents and transport them to the cemetery.

She couldn't go to the ceremony.

In the drizzle, she stood by the window and watched the two coffins disappear behind the heavy door of the Que residence.

The governess standing nearby was slapping her hands hard.

The reason was simple: she read the word wrong.

However, the young Qu Shuyue held back her tears and did not dare to cry out loud.

Whether it is for the parents who are about to rest in peace in the ground.

It was still the palm that was red and swollen but not bleeding.

She understood that at this moment, the eldest daughter of the Que family should not cry.

Time flies, and now Nie Shuyue still does not have the courage to go to worship her parents.

Although the Bi Hai Cemetery was only a few hundred meters away from her home, her inner entanglement made her hesitate.

She didn't know whether she should go visit them, after all, their relationship was so complicated.

Because they don't love each other, nor do they love her, she loves them.

But in the end... she admitted a fact that she didn't want to admit but had to admit.

They had never loved her, not even for a moment.

Their union was just to leave a descendant for the family.

The moment she was born, their mission was accomplished.

The freedom they achieved through death is the freedom that I cannot achieve even through death.