Night, silent.
Inside the house, a moth flew in from nowhere and flew toward the candlelight.
The next moment, I heard a crackling sound and smelled a burning smell.
The moth instantly turned into a charred black thing and fell from the sky.
Yan Jin frowned slightly and said softly to the outside of the room, "He has left.
If you don't come and take a look, I'm afraid there won't be a chance in the future."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a white figure appear outside the house.
Yan Anzhi stood outside the house with calm eyes, looking at the scene inside the house like an outsider.
Yan Jin sighed, walked up to Yan Anzhi and said softly, "Don't blame him."
Yan Jin said halfway and couldn't say any more.
At this time, Yan Jin saw that Yan Anzhi's eyes were darker than this night.
He was very calm and cold.
This kind of Yan Anzhi makes Yan Jin feel a little strange.
He still had a childish face, but the look in his eyes was like that of someone who had experienced countless disasters and managed to survive.
His dark eyes were as cold as thousand-year-old ice.
A gust of cool wind blew, and the hem of his clothes was slightly fluttered by the wind.
That moon-white robe has no pattern at all, and is so white that it dazzles the eyes.
"Sister, it's already late at night."
Yan Anzhi said softly after a while, "Go back and have a rest first."
Yan Jin held the keys in her hand tightly, although there was a lot of blood on the keys, making her hands a little sticky.
But she still didn't let go.
Yan Jin thought for a while, but after all, she didn't give the key to Yan Anzhi at this time.
This set of keys was a huge responsibility, and she couldn't bear to throw the burden to Yan Anzhi now.
Just now, she had known that there was someone outside the house, but she didn't say it because Yan Anzhi didn't want Luo Twelve to know.
Now that Luo Twelve was gone, she let Yan Anzhi walk in.
After all, Luo Twelve is Yan Anzhi's relative.
Yan Anzhi should have been in love and reason at the last moment.
Send Luo Twelve.
His days.
Very good to Yan An.
Yan Jin can be seen every day.
Yan Anzhi is smiling, holding a flower pot, walking around Luo Twelve, and then patiently raising the flowers and plants.
That scene.
Warm as the spring breeze in March. pity.
Luo Twelve failed to stay with Yan Anzhi for too long Yan Jin thought of this.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and then said to Yan Anzhi beside him, "The key.
Leave it here with me first.
You can think about it before you come and ask me to get it.
There are also those women outside the house.
I'll leave it to you."
Yan Jin knew that the Luo family would definitely panic after learning about Luo Twelve's death.
When the time comes, the remaining people of the Luo family will sell all the books in the Luo family library and exchange them for money to support them.
It would be a pity if such a precious book was sold as scrap by them.
She has saved a lot of money over the years, so she can buy these books in advance.
This was Luo Twelve's last wish and the only thing she could do for Yan Anzhi.
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After a while, Yan Anzhi nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, eldest sister."
Yan Jin did not stay in the house longer, but turned around and walked outside.
The moonlight outside the house was as bright as jade, and the surroundings seemed to be covered with a thin gauze curtain.
The autumn night was slightly cold.
Xiangfu stood not far from Yan Jin, glanced at the room with some discomfort, and asked in a low voice, "Miss, Mr.
Luo, what's wrong with him?"
"Gone."
Yan Jin raised his head and looked at the moon hanging in the sky.
The moonlight was soft, but it still made her feel dazzling.
Some people actually thought about ordinary things in this life, but the fact was that it went against their wishes.
Just like in the past, although she was arrogant, she never thought about causing her parents to die tragically.
Those people, like the most vicious beasts in the world, pushed them little by little into the edge of the cliff, smiled and watched their helpless crying and struggling, and finally threw them off the cliff and shattered into pieces.
Yan Jin thought of the night she died.
It was very quiet.
After she entered the banquet, the noisy noise made her frown.
But she died of poison before she could stay for even a quarter of an hour.
That kind of pain often woke her up from the pain in her dreams at midnight.
Xiangfu stood upright, his whole body frozen.
She pursed her lips, but still didn't speak.
Yan Jin glanced at Xiang Fu and said calmly, "You stay here with An Zhi.
I'll go back to Yutang Pavilion first.
Also, ask these ladies carefully."
Xiangfu listened and nodded immediately.
After Yan Jin left, Xiangfu's eyes flickered back and forth to the women standing beside him.
Except for one of these women, the others are not from the West Courtyard.
It's obvious why they're here.
Xiangfu frowned and said nothing, but quietly glanced into the room.
At this time, there was still no sound in the room.
She didn't know how Yan Anzhi was doing now, but the look of Yan Anzhi just now was indeed a bit scary.
Xiangfu had never seen Yan Anzhi like that before.
He looked like an evil ghost crawling back from hell.
Xiangfu took a few steps back, raised his head and looked at the moonlight.
The first time she met Yan Anzhi, it was a snowy night.
She was cold and hungry, and for a time she thought she was going to die in the capital.
At that time, Xiangfu was thinking.
Is it true that only after death can I see my father or brother?
Xiangfu shook his head and smiled bitterly.
When a person dies, there is nothing left, so how can he see the people he wants to see?
Those who claim that they will see the people they want to see after death are nothing but self-deception.
Xiangfu sighed.
For some reason, he thought of his brother.
Her brother was a well-educated man.
When he was a child, in order to make her happy, he would learn ventriloquism to imitate his father's voice.
Unfortunately, his father was gone, and so was he.
She is now alone in the capital.
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The same is true for Yan Anzhi's current situation.
At this moment, they seemed like two poor people suffering from the same problem.
In the house, Yan Anzhi waited for Yan Jin to leave for a while, then slowly walked to Luo Twelve Because Luo Twelve was lying on the table, it took a lot of effort for Yan Anzhi to move his face out.
At this time, the blood overflowing from Luo Twelve's mouth dyed his fair face red, and then the blood slowly condensed into small black pieces, making him look a little ferocious.
Yan Anzhi took out his handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped off the small black patches on Luo Twelve.
But the blood had already solidified, and no matter how hard he wiped it, he couldn't wipe it clean.
Besides, he didn't dare to use force.
This man seemed to be asleep, making no sound.
He was afraid that if he used too much force, he would wake Luo Twelve from his dream.
Yan Anzhi wiped it for a while before stopping what he was doing.
He remembered that when he first met this person, he was inexplicably attracted to the gentle aura of Luo Twelve.
He felt as if he had known this person for many years.
Luo Twelve treated him very well, and he was very happy during this period.
Yan Anzhi squatted next to Luo Twelve, put down the veil, and then murmured, "I have been outside the house just now.
I heard what you and the eldest sister said.
I am very timid and cowardly.
I don’t even dare to come and see you.
In fact, I don’t blame you.
I have never blamed you.
I am just afraid.
I am afraid that what I see is true.
I am afraid to know the fact that you are leaving me.
I am really afraid.”
"Over the years, my adoptive father has treated me very well.
He is actually not as bad as you think, and he loves me very much."
Yan Anzhi's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse.
"Cousin, I feel very sad, but I will try my best to make it easier.
You don’t feel bad, look, I’ve grown up and can take care of myself, you can go in peace.”
When Yan Anzhi said this, he felt as if something was blocked in his throat.
At this time, he felt very uncomfortable.
What he lost was a relative who was very good to him.
Luo Twelve would like to see Yan Jin at this time, simply because he hopes that Yan Jin will protect his future stability.
He wanted to cry, but he didn't dare.
Because someone once said that tears will make the deceased walk very unstable.
He didn't want Luo Twelve to be uneasy when he left.
Yan Anzhi raised his head and forced back the tears in his eyes little by little.
Time seemed to have stopped.
After a long time, Yan Anzhi stood up and said, "Don't worry, I will come to you in a few decades.
However, these few decades will be a long time.
Cousin, I will live well, and I will avenge you and will not let you die.
I will definitely take revenge."
He will use his own method to eradicate those who treat them as trash and pawns one by one.
Yan Anzhi hates it And he knew clearly that this kind of hatred could never be erased in this life no matter what.
Yan Anzhi took a deep breath, slowly lifted up Luo Twelve's body, called someone outside the house to bring hot water, and personally wiped Luo Twelve's body clean.
He remembered that Luo Twelve always liked to wear cyan clothes, because Luo Twelve thought cyan looked good.
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Yan Anzhi chose Luo Twelve's favorite clothes and put them on for Luo Twelve.
Luo Twelve's unwillingness to return to Liangzhou does not mean that Luo Twelve really does not want to return to his roots.
But the person who treats Luo Twelve as a chess piece must watch Luo Twelve die with his own eyes before he can feel at ease.
Luo Twelve is protecting his safety.
After Yan Anzhi took care of this, he said to Xiang again, "Bring those women in."
Xiangfu nodded and asked Ada to throw the ladies in after going out.
At this time, the women raised their heads and saw Luo Twelve lying on the bed, taking a few steps back in fear.
"Tell me," Yan Anzhi said in a cold tone, "who asked you to tamper with Mr.
Luo's medicine?"
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