"This is the first time I've seen someone risk their life just by empty words."
An Lu lowered his head, his voice filled with self-mockery and sadness: "If there were other options, why would I do this?"
Zhongli actually took out a small letter tube from his sleeve and pulled out the thin letter paper inside.
Seeing this, An Lu's face turned pale. He finally understood why he was exposed.
"Apart from correspondence, have you ever seen that person in person?"
"He and I have always communicated through letters. Except for the first time we met, there was a door between us, so I never saw his face."
Zhongli Jing loosened his fingers, and the letter paper and mailbox fell in front of An Lu, along with a light voice.
"My sister is a smart person, but I didn't expect my brother to be stupid."
Veins popped out on the boy's hands instantly, his ten fingers dug into the ground, and tears seemed to be dripping from his eyes.
There is humiliation and hatred in this.
He was defeated, completely defeated, with no room for maneuver.
Having walked a long way out of the yard, Xiao Nan turned around to look at the lonely figure lying on the ground, and felt an indescribable sympathy.
She could understand everything An Lu did. If the person who died was Xiao Zhun, she would also trust anyone who could help her like grasping at a life-saving straw.
As long as there is a one in ten thousand possibility, people will throw themselves into it like moths to a flame. In the final analysis, it is just obsession.
But in this world, how many people's obsessions can be rewarded?
A wind blew in the woods, whistling and raising a cloud of dust.
When the dust settled, a thin figure emerged from the grass not far away, looked around, and then slipped into the yard with the mound of earth.
"Brother Alu."
The young man had been crawling on the ground like a stone for a long time. He slowly raised his head when he heard the words.
The person at the door who had not yet grown up was looking at him timidly. It was Jin Douer.
"Brother Alu." Jindouer called again, taking a few steps forward hesitantly, "Are you okay?"
An Lu stared at the person in front of him, but did not speak.
Jin Douer felt that the person in front of her was completely different from the cautious A'lu she had met before in Wangchen Tower, but when his hand touched the thing in his sleeve, he still mustered up the courage to hand it over.
The thin palm slowly opened, revealing a ball of emerald green that had become a little wrinkled.
"This is for you. This is Sister Ayun's stuff."
An Lu's eyes changed instantly, and the next second he snatched the thing like a hungry wolf and unfolded it carefully.
A handkerchief embroidered with lilies of the valley.
The fine stitches are lifelike, but the lily of the valley is not white, but dark brown.
How come he didn't notice it before?
Anlu raised his head and looked at Jindouer.
"Why give me..."
Jin Dou'er looked at the handkerchief, as if recalling the past. A sense of attachment filled her round eyes. "Sister Ayun used to be very kind to me. She was the best person to me in the whole building. It's a pity that I was too young to save her... This is the last thing she has in the world. If you miss her, keep it. Just think of it as a thought."
An Lu looked at Jin Douer. She was actually only a few years younger than him, but she was much shorter in stature. This was the result of doing heavy work for a long time without having any oily food.
He himself had experienced such hard times, but...
"When did you get here?"
Jin Dou'er didn't notice the slight change in the other person's eyes, and replied subconsciously: "I just...saw you leave the building alone, so I followed Uncle Li who was delivering the food here."
That is, you have heard everything you should hear.
An Lu staggered to his feet.
Ding Weixiang hit him hard, and his chest still ached slightly, but he didn't care at all. He just carefully folded the emerald green handkerchief and kept it close to his body.
"Jindou'er," An Lu called softly, his voice soft and loving, like a brother's. "Come to me."
Jin Dou'er looked at An Lu in a daze. The person in front of him looked somewhat similar to An Yun. His previous unfamiliar expression was naturally a little intimidating, but now that he showed a gentle side, it reminded him of the way An Yun spoke to him in the past.
Jindouer's feet involuntarily moved towards the boy with a brotherly smile.
An Lu opened his arms and held him in his arms, his voice so low that it sounded like a nursery rhyme to lull a child to sleep.
"Thank you for everything you did for my sister. I will bring her back."
Jin Douer's eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened wide. As some warm liquid flowed out of his body, his pupils gradually expanded, like two empty holes.
An Lu's flat voice rang in his ears again.
"I am enough, you can go with peace of mind."
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