Trafford’s Trading Club

We can't make this mistake again. ?

Gu Jiajie said to himself.

Looking at the increasingly deserted hospital corridor, the stool that Ma Houde had just sat on had already cooled down. But he is still sitting here alone.

A long time.

When Gu Jiajie returned to He Xiaomei's ward, he found that his grandma had already fallen asleep.

He didn't have much memory of the old man... probably just a vague face.

That's a childhood memory.

Gu Jiajie breathed a sigh of relief and put his grandma's hand into the quilt. He Xiaomei looked so peaceful when she was sleeping soundly... Could it be because she was having some good dreams?

Gu Jiajie shook his head and suddenly wanted to sort out his brother's things. In fact, there was nothing, just a simple luggage bag.

It's just that during this period of time, he has been unwilling and dare not take a closer look at the things of his brother who also has vague memories for him.

Maybe it's because I felt relieved after confessing everything tonight?

Gu Jiajie doesn't know this... these are things that he has never experienced before, and he doesn't know how to deal with them, let alone whether he can handle them well.

The luggage bags are placed in the cabinet in the ward. In fact, they are just some clothes and daily necessities.

"I haven't washed it in so many days."

Smelling the smell of the clothes placed here, Gu Jiajie shook his head and simply poured out the contents of the luggage bag.

Just as he was picking up one of the clothes, he touched something... What he took out was a folded, square piece of paper.

stationery.

If, if the person who was taken away was the one who was taken away, would the fate be different?

No one's name was written, but the first line at the beginning let Gu Jiajie know...this was an envelope addressed to him.

"elder brother……"

After watching and watching, Gu Jiajie sat down helplessly.

…

…

The sound of the machines in the amusement center was quite loud, but it could not cover up the sound of people talking.

Because he and he and she and her are so close.

"Jiajie!"

The moment she saw it, Shen Meixuan walked quickly through the black water regardless of the cost, and also passed the owner of the club who was standing here.

She didn't care why the owner of this club was in this place. All she cared about was that she finally found her son.

She walked up to him, hugged him, and patted his back gently. Even if it was rotten, only the mother of her dearest relatives wouldn't dislike him at all.

"Did my arrival ruin your... good deeds?"

Black Water was alert, but also asked.

She seemed to be trying to get back some...something she had lost when she ran away from this boss not long ago.

"Destruction?" Luo Qiu shook his head: "Miss Heishui, why do you have such an idea?"

Heishui sneered: "Isn't it right? You have been following him to prevent him from being discovered and let him move freely. Isn't it because you are plotting something?"

"There seems to be nothing wrong with this statement." Luo Qiu nodded: "Actions have purpose, I admit that."

"Just admit it." Heishui snorted coldly.

Next to her, Shen Meixuan, who was holding her son, let go and turned back to stare at the man who had given her a reason to live. That day, the young man she saw was wearing a mask, but she remembered his voice.

In this case, she didn't need to guess at all to know that this quiet man, who was probably only a few years older than her son, was the owner of the club.

"You...you, what do you want to do to my son! Isn't our deal over?"

Shen Meixuan pulled her son behind her, and while protecting him, she said in a deep voice: "Whatever you want, just take it from me! But don't do anything to Jiajie!"

"Dear guest, I will not do anything to Gu Jiajie." Luo Qiu shook his head: "Because he... is not here."

"Nonsense, he is obviously here!" Shen Meixuan looked back and said firmly: "He is here! He is here! Have you seen it?"

She grabbed her son's hand and said, "Here! I brought him here before!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he slapped Shen Meixuan's hand away.

Shen Meixuan was startled and moved her lips. She looked at the arm that had slapped her away and was still stiff in the air. She said in a panic: "Jiajie, what's wrong with you? I'm your mother, Jiajie... I am mother, don’t you remember?”

He didn't seem to hear it, he just turned around, grabbed the hammer again, and struck it again and again...beating out of thin air.

Meaningless actions.

"Jiajie..." Shen Meixuan suddenly covered her mouth.

sad.

Nothing can make a mother grieve more than her son denying her.

The grief caused her to glare at the club owner with hatred, "You... what on earth did you do to my son! He has never been like this! He didn't!! What did you do to him!!"

"This just means there is some trouble." Luo Qiu shook his head and walked towards Shen Meixuan, "...just think of it as after-sales service. Close your eyes."

"You...what do you want to do!"

But seeing Luo Qiu approaching, Shen Meixuan suddenly backed away in panic.

On the other side, Heishui, who saw this scene, suddenly moved!

Heishui's figure flashed and stood in front of Shen Meixuan. Her lips suddenly became as black as ink.

Two sharp and slender teeth also protruded from the black lips, and some black and blue tattoos appeared on the left and right cheeks.

"Don't come near her!"

"I have no ill intentions."

Luo Qiu shook his head.

"I say again, don't come near her."

Heishui said in a deep voice.

"Now you are no more powerful than Long Xiruo. So...relax."

Heishui's eyes blurred, and she suddenly felt dizzy, and hearing Long Xiruo's name made her even more frightened.

Has he had contact with Master Long?

But when she came back to her senses, the owner of the club had already passed her... Luo Qiu's fingers had even lightly touched Shen Meixuan's forehead.

This made Shen Meixuan shed tears and lose her mind.

She immediately knelt down and sat on the ground, opened her eyes, her eyes were big, and her face was full of surprise and confusion.

"How could it be? Jiahui...he, he is...Jiahui?" Shen Meixuan, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised her head, "You...you lied to me!"

Luo Qiu said softly: "Guest, I have reminded you. I have asked you, even if this is not necessarily the son you know. Are you... willing?"

"You didn't tell me! This is not Jiajie!! You lied to me!!"

"guest."

Luo Qiu's voice seemed to be a little heavier, too heavy to be noticed, "What you want is to resurrect your son, right? Then... isn't this your son?"

Looking at Shen Meixuan who couldn't say a word, Luo Qiu shook his head and said calmly: "Just because it's Liu Jiahui, not Gu Jiajie, so you... don't want to?"

"I……"

Is Jiahui... not... my son?

If she knew that day that this was Liu Jiahui and not Gu Jiajie... would she be willing?

Ironically, she couldn't give herself an accurate answer.

How many years?

When she left that town in the summer of 2003, feeling cold all over and feeling desperate, her love could no longer be divided into two halves.

Her love... She could only leave all her love to her only remaining son.

No matter how much she regretted, she could not change the fact that she had not taken away the two children... The only thing she could do was to put all her feelings into the remaining one.

With him as the center, these years passed unknowingly.

Unconsciously, she only had one son left.

Even after she separated from her ex-husband and reorganized a family, it was just for this child... For him, she was willing to give everything she had.

And for...for another him?

She couldn't help but hesitate.

are you willing?

…

When Shen Meixuan raised her head, looking at the clumsy, rotting body, she suddenly felt strange and afraid.

I...I hugged him.

She stretched out her hand and subconsciously pushed away.

Stay away from him, stay away from this rotten body.

But he suddenly lowered his head, stopped swinging the hammer, walked towards her, and held out the hammer as if it was an invitation.

"Don't……"

It was a very soft voice, but it was also the voice that came out of her mouth... maybe it was just fear, maybe it was just confusion that couldn't be sorted out, maybe it was just instinct.

When the word vibrated in the air and formed a sound, she regretted the word she had said.

But she couldn't take it back because she had already said it...because he had heard it.

Finally, he, who had never spoken before, spoke his voice for the first time.

Woohoo!

A mournful, unclear voice came out of the rotten throat.

A sad roar.

All ugliness can be used to describe his appearance at this moment.

The hammer suddenly fell to the ground.

The first time, it was because he couldn't pick it up, and this time... he dropped it himself.

He clutched his face in pain, shaking his body right here.

The pain also made him kneel on the ground like crazy, banging his head against the floor again and again.

Once upon a time.

He seemed to want to smash his head, his body, everything about him... to pieces in front of this woman.

how so?

Why is this happening?

The black on Heishui's lips had faded, and the tattoos on her face had also faded. She subconsciously stretched out her hand across her face and felt a trace of moisture... those were her tears.

I don't know when, tears fell from her eyes.

It was the reverberation of the voice from the bottom of her heart, the soul crying in endless sorrow.

She heard it, just as Luo Qiu said, she heard it!

"I heard it...I heard it."

She murmured to herself: "He is crying...his soul is crying."

She looked at Luo Qiu and couldn't help the shock in her heart: "He... really has thoughts. How could this happen? He gave birth to a new soul... It's impossible... It's wrong..."

Heishui suddenly turned around and looked at the crazy walking corpse in front of him, "He, he gave birth to a new soul from the memories he and her mother created during this period... because of attachment! This... this is Something you want to see!”

"Pity."

Luo Qiu shook his head, with a hint of disappointment: "It will die."

Heishui suddenly took a step back, not daring to look at the young man's eyes. Although she didn't feel anger, dissatisfaction, etc. from the other person, she still didn't dare to look at this man.

He really did nothing, just quietly waiting for the moment when this new soul was born... Maybe he just planned to appreciate the moment of new soul alone.

"If... if I didn't bring her, would... be able to reunite his lost three souls and seven souls? Resurrection in the true sense?"

He was just waiting here...but she brought Shen Meixuan.

At this moment, Heishui felt that he might have done something wrong. (To be continued.) 8