Ion Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I know that you are different from before. You are stronger and smarter than before. I know that you have suffered a lot in the past six years."
"That's not what I meant." Yu Qingluo said anxiously, "Yes, I was hit six years ago. But no matter how big a blow, can it completely change a person's character? Can it make her forget all her previous abilities? Can it suddenly make her grades soar in medicine that she knew nothing about? Can it make a person's feelings for another person completely disappear? Can it make a person's behavior and even habits completely change? "
Liao Fan was stunned. He had naturally thought about these things. But, but... She is clearly Qingluo.
"But you have a mole on your ear, I remember it. You hate Zuolin so much and you are so kind to Yu Baoer. How could you not be Qingluo?"
Yu Qingluo's head began to feel pain. How could she explain this
"Ion Fan, Nan Nan said you have an exquisite purse, right? The embroidery on it must be very good, right?"
Ion Fan nodded blankly, "This is what you... gave me back then."
Yu Qingluo shook her head and took out a small handkerchief from her sleeve, with a flower embroidered on it, a flower so messed up that it was hard to tell what it was.
She handed him the veil and said, "This is the veil I embroidered yesterday."
Ion Fan's eyes slowly moved down and landed on the embroidery on the veil.
Then his pupils shrank and he suddenly took out his purse. Completely different proficiency, completely different way of moving the needle, completely different.
If I say that these two things were embroidered by the same person, I'm afraid no one will believe it.
"you… "
"Lion Fan, I can only tell you that the Yu Qingluo you like is dead, really dead. Yes, I am also Yu Qingluo, my body is Yu Qingluo, but I am already that There is no Yu Qingluo who doesn’t know you, no Yu Qingluo who has lived in the Yu family, and no Yu Qingluo who has a relationship with you. I am good to Yu Baoer because he is indeed my younger brother. I hate Yu Zuolin because he has harmed me."
What she said was so convoluted that maybe she didn't even know what she was talking about.
But after hearing this, Li Lifan's face suddenly turned pale, and he stared at her blankly, his face full of disbelief.
After a long while, I heard the corners of his lips parting slightly and asking in a somewhat erratic tone, "What do you... mean?"
"You are so smart, you should be able to understand, right?" Looking at the expression on his face, Yu Qingluo knew that he already had a vague idea in his mind.
Ion Sail took two steps back and reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, but found that he couldn't pull it up.
He shook his head vigorously, "This, this is impossible, it's too ridiculous, it's too ridiculous. How could such a thing be possible in the world? It's impossible."
"Maybe. I also think this kind of thing is very ridiculous. I still feel that it is a bit unreal." Yu Qingluo laughed. When she first came to this world, she thought it was a dream.
But when she woke up at that time, she was faced with the dilemma of giving birth to a child, and the only thought in her mind was to give birth to the child.
Later, when she looked at the child she had gained through her own efforts and his weak appearance, her only thought was to heal him.
Immediately afterwards, she was like this. Before she could take the time to digest and adapt, she had already integrated into this world because of Nan Nan.
When I looked back, I realized that it was actually pretty good here. At least, in this world, she has a relative who is connected to her by flesh and blood. He is no longer an orphan, a modern geek who only knows how to immerse himself in medicine, and everyone looks at him with a kind of alienation and envy.
"At the beginning, I felt that God played a joke on me, but now, this joke has gone too long."
Yu Qingluo smiled bitterly and turned to look at Liofan.
His eyes were wide-eyed, his expression was shocked and astonished, and he still hasn't come back to his senses.
After a long while, he suddenly turned around, turned his back to her and stared at the bookshelf in front of her without saying a word.
Yu Qingluo opened her mouth slightly, but still no sound came out. She thought the Ion Sail needed time to digest.
However, after a while, she went to see Ion Fan's shoulders shrugging slightly. It was so subtle that if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't know it at all.
She still didn't say anything, but she was just a little worried.
It was so quiet in the study room, the only sound left was each other's breathing.
There were subtle footsteps outside the door, as if someone was passing by not far away, and then passed quickly.
Not long after, footsteps sounded again, and they passed quickly.
By the time Yu Qingluo heard footsteps for the fifth time, half an hour had passed before Ion Fan's slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
"...Why are you telling me this to make me feel bad that Qingluo is still alive? Give me a glimmer of hope...can't you?"
"No." Yu Qingluo answered firmly, "You have done enough. Yu Zuo is dying, and her revenge has been avenged. What you need now is a good rest. If you still think that I am That person in your heart, you won’t stop and your body will collapse.”
Ion Fan laughed, still facing away from her, "But now that I have no hope, maybe I am truly lifeless."
"Why do you have no hope? You are still young and you still have a long way to go. Didn't you say that you think being an official is good? You can help many people. Among these people, there are also people like Yu Qingluo who were murdered People. I think you don’t want another tragedy like Yu Qingluo to happen again, do you?”
Ion Fan was stunned for a moment and finally turned around. He looked at Yu Qingluo and frowned slightly, "You just said you wanted me to rest."
"As an official, you can naturally rest. As long as it's not for me, you don't have to worry so much. You just have to do what you think you should do."
Li Lifan was speechless for a moment, and he looked at Yu Qingluo intently.
Yes, it is different. Her eyes were very different from hers, their temperaments were different, and their interests were also different.
However, she was still Qingluo, a completely different Qingluo, but not his.
She was right, what happened six years ago had become a knot in his heart, and he didn't want such tragedies to continue to happen. I don't want someone to be like Qingluo, with no way to ask for help, and to be hunted down and persecuted in a place like the Imperial Capital.
Ion Fan took a deep breath and looked at Yu Qingluo again, "Does Prince Xiu know about this matter?"