Seven's secret

Murong Qing originally planned to go back to Murong's old house the next morning, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind and went back after having dinner with Murong Lu.His status is quite embarrassing in Murong's family, and with Mr. Murong in bed sick, it's better to be careful in everything.After so many years of enduring it, Murong Qing didn't want to make any mistakes.

It was getting dark early in the mountain, and there were no street lights on the way up the mountain. When Murong Qing was walking up the mountain with a flashlight, he heard a long howling from the valley in the distance.

On the night of the full moon, wolves come and go.

Murong Qing has heard these anecdotes from the mountains since he was a child, and he firmly believes in the saying that wolves guard the mountains.However, there was a sense of urgency in the long cry just now, as if the creature howling at the moon was eager to call its own kind to do something.

I don't know what happened in the mountains.

Murong Qing was a little curious, but even if he had more courage, he wouldn't dare to enter the mountain late at night.Although there are many residents on Shiyan Mountain, everyone knows that the few mountains stretching from the back mountain are all deep mountains and old forests.Murong Qing has always wondered why the ancestors of the Murong family built the old house in such a remote place, with few neighbors.According to him, although Ping'anji is only a small place, it is still much better than the barren mountains and mountains, at least it is more popular.

But it's not his turn to worry about these things.He and Murong Lu are nominally adopted children of the Murong family, and their actual identities are no different from the servants of the Murong family, especially since their nominal father is only the nephew of the old man Murong, and there are not many opportunities to show his face in front of the old man Murong. And two biological children.Therefore, even though they all lived in the old house, Murong Qing never saw them a few times throughout the year, and it was impossible to talk about their feelings.

Murong's family adopted many orphans like their brothers under the banner of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.Because of their different talents, these children received different upbringing when they grew up. Most of them were arranged to work in the Murong family's companies in various places after they grew up.

Murong Lu stayed in the town because of Murong Qing.

And Murong Qing was left behind because of his troublesome face.

Sometimes Murong Qing himself finds it hard to believe that he and Murong Lu are twins, with the same face and facial features, but they can show such obvious differences just because of their different personalities.

Murong Lu is a very gentle person, the kind of gentle temperament exuded from his bones will make people feel close to him involuntarily the first time they see him.This gentle quality magically blurs the visual impact of his facial features, making most people's impression of him deflected to who he is: a good-natured veterinarian.Murong Qing, who is a compatriot brother, is completely opposite to him. The first thing people notice is always his face.

As the childish immaturity gradually faded away, Murong Qing's facial features became more and more compellingly handsome.Obviously the same eyebrows and eyes as Murong Lu are picturesque, but the lines on his face have a sense of sharp turning out of thin air, like soft clay that has been tempered by high temperature, becoming cold and hard.Even Kanren's demeanor was different from his brother's softness and kindness, but slightly cold.Even with a smiling expression, the smile couldn't reach the eyes.

Murong Lu sometimes touched his head and sighed softly, "You look like those kittens from Ah Xuan's family, everyone is on guard, as if there are no good people in the world."

At such times, Murong Qing resisted not to dodge.He never told Murong Lu that what he can't bear the most is when people get too close to him.Especially physical contact would make him feel disgusted instinctively. Even if this person is his closest relative, there is no way to control this purely physical reaction.Fortunately, Murong Lu doesn't live in Murong's old house, and because his younger brother has grown up, he doesn't often have such intimacy.But many people in Murong's old house knew about his problem, and Murong Qing heard them muttering behind his back, saying that people who are too good-looking will inevitably have some abnormalities in spirit.He also eavesdropped on the butler, Uncle Shitou, muttering to his master, "It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, it's not auspicious to grow up to be a little seven. Isn't that how it's sung in operas? Since ancient times, beauty is so unlucky...", and Murong When Lu was together, Murong Qing would not refute no matter what he said, even though he knew that what Murong Lu said was taken for granted, he never thought of breaking through his illusory cognition.This world has never been what his innocent brother understood. Murong Qing already knew this when he was six years old when he was blocked in the guest room.

It was also at that time that Murong Qing vaguely had a premonition that his future life would not be easy.

What he didn't expect was that his life would be so difficult.

When Murong Qing returned to the old house, he went to see the housekeeper, Uncle Shitou, and gave him the round-trip ticket and accommodation receipts.He went to Binhai this time to run errands for Mr. Murong, and all these expenses had to be reimbursed by the accountant through the hands of the housekeeper.When he went out, besides bringing back two bottles of wine for Uncle Shitou, he also brought back a piece of silk cloth for his lame wife.Murong Qing was originally a smart person, and he had been with Mr. Murong for several years, so he rarely made any mistakes in these relationships.

Uncle Shitou smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and asked him to go to his house for dinner the next day.The helpers of Murong's family all ate in the backyard kitchen, and those who got married started their own business. Uncle Shitou's wife was handicapped, but her cooking skills were much better than the cooks in the backyard.

"Can I order food?" Murong Qing leaned over and patted his shoulder, "The braised fish steak that Auntie made last time was really delicious."

Uncle Shitou gave him a sideways look triumphantly, "Of course. Even the young master praised her for her skill."

"Eldest Young Master?" Murong lightly paused his hand, "You mean... Young Master Jin?"

"You don't know yet," said Uncle Shitou, "Young Master Jin came back the day before yesterday. It seems that Dr. Hu called Miss Cao behind the old man's back, saying that the old man is dying..." Uncle Shitou lowered his voice, wrinkled There was a disdainful expression on the old man's face, "If I didn't know that the old man is dying, I'm afraid I won't come back."

Murong Qing didn't answer his words.In fact, he didn't know how to respond.Although these people have the same surname as him, they have nothing to do with them inside.He didn't care what they did.All he cares about is whether the appearance of these people will have any impact on his plan?

The ancestors of the Murong family were porcelain-burning craftsmen, and later they had their own porcelain kiln. The business gradually expanded, and they began to get involved in the antique business.The current Patriarch Murong has only one son, but unfortunately, this son did not live long, and died of illness when he was less than forty.The wife and son have been in charge of managing the Murong family's business in South China for these years, and rarely have the opportunity to return to the old house.For an ancient family like the Murong family, the most important thing is the inheritance of the blood. If Mr. Murong doesn't want to distribute the housekeeping power to the offshoot clansmen, such as the nominal father of the Murong Qing brothers, the only choice is him. His grandson Murong Jin.

Murong Qing hadn't seen Murong Jin for a long time, and he was a little uncertain about this person.

"The old man has already fallen asleep?" Murong asked him lightly, "How is the situation these few days?"

"You can go there tomorrow morning, you must have fallen asleep by now. You haven't been awake for long these days, I'm afraid..." Uncle Shitou shook his head and didn't continue, but Murong Qing had already fully understood.He suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.He had been looking forward to this day for so long that he couldn't tell what he was looking forward to.However, this news still let the tired soul breathe a long sigh of relief.

Murong He was finally about to die.