"Are you complimenting me?"
An Ning finally failed, her eyes bent into a crescent shape, and asked.
Chris nodded calmly, of course, and replied, "This should be considered a compliment."
The smile on her face got worse, but the smile disappeared quickly. She seemed to respond that she couldn't lose her composure, and immediately put on a straight face, unwilling to see Chris.
Chris didn't mind either, and wasn't angry because of her expression. He leaned against the pillar next to him, with the corners of his mouth hooked, and his voice was calm and soft: "You think I'm An Xuan?"
An Ning said angrily, "Don't mention him to me."
He shrugged his shoulders. Seeing that An Ning had such great hostility towards An Xuan, he knew that something must have happened between them. After all, they were brothers and sisters. How could there be such a big hatred.
"Then I won't mention it." Chris put his arms around his chest, and suddenly changed the subject.
"Miss An, I may disturb you during this time."
An Ning waved her hand indifferently, and said, "Uncle and the others just need to like you. Anyway, there are plenty of vacant rooms at home, so you can stay here."
In an instant, the surroundings fell into silence. An Ning noticed that Chris had suddenly lost his voice, and fell into embarrassment for a while. She thought that he would answer quickly, so that they would go back and forth and have more conversations, so that the atmosphere would not become very rigid.
After a while, Chris asked with some questioning and emphatic words, "Have you decided to go to country M with me?"
A serious expression appeared on An Ning's face, she nodded vigorously, but her eyes looked at the splendid scenery in the yard outside.
Even in the autumn season, the flowers that should bloom are still competing there, showing their most perfect side.
"I've made a decision. Before Ronghua left here, I made a decision."
An Ning lowered her head, with a wry smile on her face, the bitterness in her eyes was almost pervasive: "You must be wondering why my relationship with my family is so bad."
"Not only with An Xuan, but also those uncles and aunts who love me, I think you must be very puzzled."
Chris said indifferently: "Miss An, this is a private matter of your family. I can see it, but I am not qualified to inquire, or to get a deeper understanding. Whether I can understand it and how much I can understand depends on you."
An Ning leaned against the railing, sat on a long wooden bench beside her, leaned her head on the pillar, and never left her eyes from the yard.
"My parents passed away very early. The reason for their death was that they encountered huge difficulties that could not be solved during their missions and sacrificed."
"So, I hate exorcising ghosts, I hate being born in this family, because if our Anjia is just an ordinary family, not a family of exorcising ghosts, I won't lose my parents now."
For some reason, An Ning spoke out all the things that had been buried in her heart in front of this tall and handsome man.
As if, it was like finding someone to confide in, someone to rely on.
"Therefore, I was very repulsive to some relatives in my family, whether they were elders or people of my generation, and I even isolated myself."
Her voice was low, and she was surprised. For her, re-discovering the old things would only deepen the pain in her heart.
Chris didn't interrupt her, and leaned aside politely, staring at An Ning quietly, with a gleam of light in his eyes.
There is a faint distress in it.
"Do you know why I hate you so much? It can be said that you hate An Xuan?"
An Ning gritted her teeth and shouted: "He left this family when I was a kid. At that time, I had almost no impression of him. As a result, in my later memories, I only know that I have an older brother, my own brother. , but as for what he looks like and where he went, I have no idea!"
"Do you know what this means, to me, a girl who has lost her parents and only has a grandfather?"
Tears rolled in An Ning's eyes, but she still bit the root firmly, forced back the tears, and took a deep breath.
"Grandpa didn't tell me, where did An Xuan go, where did my real brother go, and I lost my parents. The only possibility I can think of is one."
"That means he doesn't want me!"
An Ning yelled. When Chris heard this, his light green pupils shrank, and his body trembled for a moment. He seemed to be about to take some action, but he stopped.
"I thought he didn't want me anymore. He didn't come back until now, when I was in college. He came back with the title of my brother, pointed fingers at me, and used the name of brother to interfere with all my decisions and actions. "
An Ning was playing with her temper, turned her head, and said angrily, "I didn't kick him out of the house, it's already pretty good!"
Chris glanced slightly in one direction, which happened to be the rockery next to the pond in the yard. He just glanced at it. Even if someone noticed him, others would think he was just looking at it casually with his careless appearance. .
But the gleam in his eyes betrayed the true purpose of his glance.
"Then do you know the real reason why An Xuan left home?"
An Ning's body froze suddenly, and then she seemed to be angry, and groaned: "The real reason? I'm afraid it was made up to give myself an excuse to leave."
Chris sat next to An Ning, and she subconsciously moved in the opposite direction a few times, widening the distance between them.
He didn't mind An Ning's behavior, he calmly described the process from when he met An Xuan, from acquaintance to acquaintance.
"Do you know that when An Xuan left the family, he was not even ten years old. He came to our family first, and the head of the An family entrusted him to us to let him experience and live with our family's exorcist."
"At that time, I was only one or two years older than him, and he had such a special appearance, black hair, black eyes, small, thin, and looked like he would break when blown by the wind, so I was very excited. Wonder why he came to our house."
An Ning turned her head involuntarily, looked at Chris seriously, stared at him intently, and listened to every word he said.
"So, I asked him why he came to our David's house."
"An Xuan said that he wants to become the most powerful ghost exorcist in the world. Patriarch An said that he can reach that height as long as he learns from our family."
Chris suddenly approached An Ning mysteriously, and said in a low voice, "Guess, what else did he say?"
"What?"
An Ning was attracted by Chris' vivid description.
Chris' brows and eyes suddenly softened like water, and the soft light in those light green eyes almost drowned An Ning.
"He said that he wanted to protect his sister. As long as he became the world's most powerful exorcist, my sister would no longer have to be afraid."
An Ning's pupils shrank, and she even trembled slightly. She felt her nose sore, and a thin layer of white mist was immediately cast in front of her eyes.
She bit her lower lip and shook her head in disbelief.
"Impossible. You must be lying to me. He wouldn't say that. You are lying. You and him are good friends. That's why you made up such a play to deceive me."
"Don't think I'm a three-year-old child, so easily deceived..."
"Do you think I'm lying to you?"
Chris suddenly asked in a solemn tone. His resolute and serious face revealed the breath of a mature man, giving people a sense of righteousness, and there was no sense of fraud from him at all.
"Impossible, impossible, how could he..."
"Why is it impossible? Miss An, you have to know that An Xuan is your elder brother. How could he not protect you? How could he abandon you? Why can't you think about him from other aspects?"
Chris took her shoulders with both hands and shook her body.
"Actually, you, An Ning, are the one who really closed yourself up. You have been trapped in the shadow of your parents' sacrifice, so you feel that if you don't have your parents, there will be no one in the world to love you anymore."
He continued: "Rong Hua, Patriarch An, An Xuan, and so many of your relatives and friends, how they treat you, you must be very clear in your heart, very clear, but you repeat it again and again. Go numb your heart and tell yourself that people all over the world have abandoned you."
"Nobody abandoned you, never."
An Ning sat on the bench in a daze, staring straight at Chris with tears streaming down her face.
"You see what I said is right? Why don't you try to open your heart and accept them, they are your relatives, your friends, what you said today, I don't think you said it to anyone, right? ?”
"You...how do you know..."
An Ning was shocked that Chris could understand so many things. He smiled and said, "Naturally, Rong Hua said, you definitely don't want your troubles to be added to others, so naturally you wouldn't say it, let alone Patriarch An. .”
"Don't ask me why I know so much, you just want to understand it. If it is really solved, that kid An Xuan will be very happy. Say yes, An Xuan."
Hearing these words, An Ning stood up from her seat in shock, and looked at where Chris was looking.
A tall and thin figure appeared behind the rockery. Even though so many years have passed, An Xuan has grown from a hairy boy to a mature young man now, he is still as described by Chris.
Thin, looking a little frail.
But An Ning actually felt a sense of security from his body that she had never had before. She felt that his back was so generous and strong that she didn't even feel afraid when the sky fell.
An Xuan's complexion was terrible, not because of anger.
From this expression, one can see the mixed feelings in his heart.
"Sister..."
An Ning frowned, looked at the big man in front of her with tears, and walked towards her, just sniffing excitedly, choking and crying.
Chris watched this scene with relief, knowing that his words had helped An Xuan and An Ning, so he quietly retreated towards the other side of the corridor.
Just after he backed up a few steps, An Ning hit An Xuan's chest directly, crying and shouting—
"You bastard! Why are you eavesdropping behind the rockery!"
While beating his chest, he cried.