my love

After leaving, when Ying Ziliang went back, he could hear cheers from outside the house. Mingxi was happy for this unexpected victory. Ying Ziliang felt a little depressed thinking about what he heard in the old yard earlier. , Seeing Mingxi's happy face now is a strange feeling that cannot be suppressed in my heart, and I finally avoided it.

But the famous family was too big, and he couldn't run around alone, so he finally stayed under a big tree and sat down directly.

It seemed that he was in a daze, but his thoughts ran from Mingxi back to himself, thinking about his brother unconsciously.

In fact, if my younger brother had good legs, he might be even better than himself in his prime.As long as he is more cheerful... Ah Cheng has always been the smartest, and Ying Ziliang, who has been paying attention to him, knows very well that he is not a waste of IQ at all, but it is a pity... The memories of childhood are sporadic. There are only a few remaining in my mind, lingering.

He always thought of A Cheng silently following behind him over and over again, as if he thought he couldn't find it. In fact, he knew that the little figure had been following him secretly, but he never made a sound. When the bad taste came up, I suddenly turned around to look at Ah Cheng's expression, but the child was motionless as if frozen in a wheelchair, and the pupils that were too dark were staring at him for a moment, which made Ying Ziliang feel a little embarrassed. At a loss.

It's funny to think about it.

In the blink of an eye, Ah Cheng had been missing for almost a week, and he always felt... Ying Ziliang held his chin in distress, feeling a little stuffy in his heart.He had promised Ah Cheng to protect him all the time, and for a few years...he was never a good brother...

Just as his thoughts were diverging, suddenly a drop of cold liquid dripped onto Ying Ziliang's face and slipped from his cheek. Ying Ziliang suddenly came back to his senses. He touched the liquid on his face and looked up at the tree.

When he looked up, he saw a man in black with a cold face. Ying Ziliang narrowed his eyes and took a closer look, and was shocked to find that the man who gave him the stone was the man!

The man slowly poured the wine on the ground, and seeing Ying Ziliang looked at him as if he recognized him, he said calmly, "Are you sober?"

Ying Ziliang frowned, changed the subject and asked, "Why did you appear in the famous family?"

The man didn't answer his question directly, but instead asked, "Why can't I appear in Mingjiao?"

"What do you mean...?" Ying Ziliang asked patiently after calming down.

"Where's your stone?" The man suddenly asked.

"...lost."

"Ha! Hehe!"

The man suddenly laughed wildly, and then stopped laughing a few times in a row. He looked at Ying Ziliang blankly, and sighed: "Ying? Zi? Liang? You are so lucky! Hahaha! What a blessing!"

Ying Ziliang frowned more deeply, he stood up directly, and asked, "What do you mean?!"

"What do I mean?" The man was silent for a while, and suddenly took out another slightly red stone from his pocket. The red color on the stone was like flowing blood, slowly flowing along the "veins" of the stone. , the man handed the stone to Ying Ziliang, and his voice became dull, "Here, this is your 'fate'. Originally, after you threw away that stone, it would not be there, but some people insisted on letting you know certain things." The truth', so replace my lifestone with yours, now it's your horoscope. It will tell you what you want to know at the right time!"

After finishing speaking, the man stretched out his hand to caress the stone, and then the word "Win" slowly appeared on the corner of the stone.

Ying Ziliang took the stone, and he asked in confusion, "What you said...was given to me by someone else?"

The man didn't explain any more now, he pointed at the stone, and then pointed at himself, a slight smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes seemed to be empty. "My task is almost complete. I hope you can take good care of this stone, because it is not only your life, but also someone else's life in exchange for you. Also... listen to my advice, go back to Lu's house when you have time... ...Lu Mingxi!"

"Lu Mingxi?"

It's a pity that Ying Ziliang couldn't ask any more questions, because the man turned and left after speaking, his footwork was mysterious, and he disappeared from Ying Ziliang's sight in the blink of an eye.

What happened to Lu Mingxi?Ying Ziliang didn't remember clearly at first, but now when the man reminded him, Lu Mingxi's face with a foolish smile suddenly appeared in front of him. In fact, he and Mingxi had a strange resemblance, just smiling.It's just that Lu Mingxi's stupidity has a bit of childishness that hasn't grown up yet, while Mingxi's stupidity has a bit of shyness unique to girls.

Ying Ziliang stood there for a while, but he didn't have the heart to rest under the tree anymore. He settled down and went to the guest room arranged for him by the famous master with the stone in his arms.Let's end today's affairs today, after all, tomorrow is still ahead...

The next day, Ying Ziliang remembered the name of the master of the famous family and said that if he wanted to find someone he had to meet, he went to Mingqian's study early in the morning after washing up.

Sure enough, Ming Qian was already waiting here.

Ying Ziliang had visited the small dark room last time, but he was still a little unaccustomed to it. The room was cold, either to say how cold it really was, or to feel depressing and mentally out of breath.At this moment, it is estimated that Ming Qian knew that Ying Ziliang would come here to look for him. The door of the study was slightly opened to one side, and a little morning light leaked in. Ying Ziliang pushed the door open, and heard a "squeak". The door was further opened, and when he stepped in, he saw Ming Qian sitting on the main seat, sipping tea solemnly.

"Sorry... I'm late." Ying Zi said coldly.

"No, I just arrived too."

Ying Ziliang glanced at the tea in his hand that had gradually warmed up, and understood that the master of the famous family was just talking politely and talking nonsense in a serious manner.Obviously, he gave himself a step down, so Ying Ziliang didn't talk about it. He looked around and asked, "Master Ming has been reading here?"

"Pfft." Ming Qian suddenly laughed out loud. He slightly raised the tip of one eyebrow, and rested his slender fingers on the teacup. "Could it be that Master Winner thinks this place is too small? It's dark?"

Ying Ziliang felt a little embarrassed when he saw that he had exposed his curiosity.Fortunately, Mingqian continued, "But yes, I don't have the habit of ventilating..."

"Are you curious who I called you to meet?"

"Ah."

"Wait a little longer, now is not the time."

"Huh?" Ying Ziliang's full of curiosity stopped at Ming Qian's lightly raised fingertips, and Ming Qian made a "shh" gesture without saying much, and he seemed to be looking at the sun leisurely.

He said lightly: "That person is lazy... I guess he can't afford it now..."