There was a piece of loose stone on the stone road. It was obvious that someone had stepped on it, and there was a slight thud.

Qiao Yisheng did not turn around to look.

She guessed that it was Lu Chuang who was such a silent person.

In an instant, the footsteps gradually approached and stopped behind her, casting a shadow and covering her.

The faint smell of cedar she could smell in her nose confirmed her guess.

After wiping her tears, Qiao Yisheng grabbed the handle of the entrance door and stood up.

After calming down for a while, Qiao Yisheng entered her password and said, "The day of the car accident was my parents' wedding anniversary."

As she finished speaking, she pushed the door open, as if a black hole was instantly revealed in front of them.

A few seconds later, Qiao Yisheng stepped inside and walked into the black hole. He walked out of the door and immersed himself in darkness until the faint light of the streetlight came in from outside.

But...not long after, the lights were turned on.

With her eyes closed, Qiao Yisheng felt the light coming through her eyelids, and her eyes were filled with soreness.

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After sniffing, she opened her eyes, slowly walked to each piece of furniture, and took off the dust cover covering the furniture.

After everything was revealed, Qiao Yisheng looked at Lu Chuang.

"Welcome to my and my parents' home." Qiao Yisheng smiled and spread his arms.

Lu Chuang's eyes flickered slightly.

Then Qiao Yisheng introduced the living room, dining room, kitchen, piano room, and study room on the first floor one by one.

Finally, she picked up the photo of her parents: "Here, my parents, I was still in my mother's belly at this time. Maybe you remember what they look like?"

"Xiao Ma didn't see my mother when she was a child, right? You should have seen my father when he came to my aunt's house to pick up my mother and me?"

"It doesn't matter that my childhood memories are blurry. Since you already knew that my parents' accident was related to the Lu family, you might have detailed information about my parents in your hand. There are pictures of my parents in the information, right? You still recognize them.

Bar?"

"..." Lu Chuang said nothing.

Qiao Yisheng held the photo and walked slowly towards the stairs, stopping in front of the stairs leading to the second floor. She looked up at the darkness above, feeling slightly lost.

"You know...after my parents had an accident, I didn't dare to go home to live again...it's been ten years...I don't believe you don't understand how I feel..." She murmured, "Did Aunt Liu pass away?"

, don’t you feel it... My parents are my closest and dearest relatives..."

She couldn't see Lu Chuang's expression, nor did she hear Lu Chuang's reaction to her.

Breathing out, Qiao Yisheng mustered up his courage, raised his feet, and took the first step towards the stairs.

After pausing for a few seconds, she took the second step.

The lights on the stairs were designed by Qiao Jingqi. A year before his death, he changed the lights on the stairs at home to LED lights embedded in each step. As long as you step on the steps, the lights will automatically light up under your feet.

Connected to a lamp, it looks like soft water flowing, giving people the feeling of a lotus growing every step of the way.

At that time, in her eyes, it was Qiao Jingqi's unique design, at least none of her high school classmates' homes had it.

Facts have also proved that it was indeed innovative at the time, and similar home decorations such as "step sensor light strips" are still popular today.

But after all, too much time has passed, and the light strip's sensors are no longer as sensitive as before, and many lights no longer light up.

And if the sensor is no longer sensitive and the light is no longer bright, dad will never come to fix it...

Qiao Yisheng didn't know how long it took him to walk the short twenty steps from the first floor to the second floor.

What she showed to her on the second floor was a grayer feeling.

She stopped at the top of the stairs.

Soon, the lights were turned on again.

Qiao Yisheng felt that Lu Chuang was very annoyed, why did he have to turn on the light for her...

The lights turned on instantly illuminated the layout of the second floor.

Each piece of furniture is also covered with white dustproof cloth.

The first thing you enter is the living room. The photo wall above the sofa is not covered.

The photos on this photo wall are all of her, from childhood to adulthood.

Every year on her birthday, her parents would help her arrange the photos.

Qiao Yisheng forced her eyes away from the photo wall and walked forward slowly.

I avoided the photos on the photo wall, but not the scale marks on the white wall next to it.

That was also the mark that her father made to measure her height every year on her birthday to record how much she had grown each year.

Every year there is a new mark marking her age.

There are two scale marks next to it that have not changed every year, which are the heights of father and mother.

She is always comparing when she can grow as tall as them.

However, the scale of her height is the same as the photo of her on the photo wall, which will always stay at the age of eighteen.

No one adds photos to her photo wall anymore, and no one records her height anymore.

Qiao Yisheng was almost suffocated and did not dare to continue walking, so she quickly turned around.

As soon as she turned around, she bumped into Lu Chuang, who was following closely behind her.

Lu Chuang's iron-like arms hugged her tightly.

Qiao Yisheng buried her face in his arms and remained motionless for a long time, making no sound.

But even in such silence, Lu Chuang clearly felt the fabric on his chest being gradually penetrated by moisture.

With his chin resting on the top of her hair, Lu Chuang tensed his cheeks, just wanting to hold her tighter, tighter, and tighter.

After a long while, Qiao Yisheng turned away from his embrace, half-closing her eyes that were achy from crying too many times, and asked quietly: "...Aunt Liu's death must have something to do with the Lu family. That's why you hate Lu so much."

Family, you want to destroy the Lu family..."

"Why can you personally take revenge on the Lu family because your mother hates the Lu family, but I can't take revenge on the Lu family because my parents hate the Lu family?"

"You just rely on the fact that you are in the Lu family to have an advantage over me."

"I have no advantage, so I can't take revenge... I really only have one life, so can't I just fight for my own life?"

When he finished speaking this sentence, Qiao Yisheng was so strangled by Lu Chuang's further tightening of his arms that he almost lost his breath.

"Why do you mean that by destroying the Lu family, you are indirectly avenging my parents? Then you might as well tell me that if I survived until someone from the Lu family died before me, it would be considered as avenging my parents."

"Okay, even if I agree to you and wait for you to destroy the Lu family, how do you plan to destroy the Lu family? What do you use to compete with the Lu family? How long do I need to wait?"

"Oh, I know nothing, nothing. I want to fall in love with you, but you are not willing. We have no relationship at all, but you want me to put all my hopes on you..."

Qiao Yisheng was exhausted physically and mentally: "Now when I think of you telling me countless times that you want to destroy the Lu family has nothing to do with me, I feel like you are treating me like a monkey. How can you say it out loud? You tomorrow morning

Know the truth about my parents’ car accident.”
Chapter completed!