"Sir? Sir?" The maid behind me watched me slowly approach the wall of the photo and called me tentatively twice.

I didn't answer her. In that case, my mind was almost confused. I just felt that the surroundings were buzzing and I couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

At this time, I only have one idea in my mind, which is to confirm the answer.

What's the answer?

photo.

The photos on the wall. One of them was so familiar to the people inside.

Finally, my steps stopped in front of the wall and looked at the photo carefully.

The maid was already following me, and when she saw me, she looked fascinated, she said to me considerately: "Sir, it turns out that you are looking at the photos. These photos are photos of the lady and her family."

Family members?

I trembled and pointed out my finger at the photo I had been staring at.

"Is this her family?"

The maid looked at the position I pointed at, stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "It is normal for some photos to have relatives and friends."

"Then this woman is..." I turned my head and continued to ask the maid, but before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by another voice.

"Shuangyi." Yun Panxi walked over with high heels and walked over calmly, generous and dignified.

I couldn't help but look at her, and my hand pointing at the photo slowly lowered.

"Why have you been to the bathroom for so long? I thought you were lost." Yun Panxi said jokingly.

"Miss Yun, you're here just in time. I was just about to ask you, who is this person...?" I looked at Yun Panxi and pointed at the photo again.

It was a very ordinary photo. A young man hugged a very beautiful long-haired woman. They sat on a park bench with a warm and yellow sun gate behind them. The dry and dry leaves fell in late autumn at their feet. The edges of the leaves were curled up tightly due to lack of water, like used waste paper. The woman smiled happily. She was wearing a light blue sweater and a maroon scarf on the outside. The woman's belly was slightly raised, and it looked like she was pregnant. The man's wide palm was placed on the woman's raised belly, smiling like a fool, but it was not difficult to see the happiness on his face.

This is such a harmonious and beautiful photo. Just looking at it can make people feel the warmth of the cold late autumn.

If the person in the photo is still there.

"This is my father's ex-wife. Ah, you don't know. I used to be a single-parent family, and now my father is my stepfather, but he treats me very well and loves me very much. It's no different from his biological father." Yun Panxi explained with a smile: "Originally, this photo should not be placed here, but my mother thinks she should respect my father, so she put it here."

I murmured, "Then, your stepfather loves his ex-wife very much?"

Yun Panxi thought for a while and nodded, "Yes, this photo has been stuck in his favorite book before. If you have nothing to do, take it out and take it out and take it out and take it."

"Since he loves his ex-wife so much, why should he get a divorce?" I continued to ask back.

"Because... because his wife died of dysfunction, he was very sad. Later, he met my mother. The two fell in love over time and became together." Yun Panxi replied, "Why, are you very interested in my family affairs?" When she said this, she was very proud of her eyes and eyebrows.

I was about to explain when I heard the sound of the door being opened and closed.

"Madam, you are back." The maid at the door heard the voice of the voice of the maid in, not very loud, but it was very clear.

Yun Panxi lowered her head embarrassedly and said, "My parents are back, I'll introduce you to me."

As she said that, she pulled me to the living room, with a look of embarrassment on her face, but I always felt that she had a bit of a traitor.

"My parents." She walked to the living room and saw She Mudan and her husband, and shouted.

"Panxi, this party is simply too bad. Let me tell you..." She Mudan put down her bag and was about to speak when she suddenly saw me behind Yun Panxi. She was stunned for a second and said, "Oh, are you a guest at home?"

Yun Panxi lowered her head slightly, bit her lip and said, "Mom and Dad, this is what I told you. Hua Shuangyi is the Onmyoji who saved me last time."

She introduced me like that, and it was hard for me to stand there and say nothing like wood, so I took a step forward and greeted him politely: "Hello uncle and aunt."

Yun Panxi's stepfather came up to me and looked at me a few times. He was in his forties and fifties, wearing a suit and combed his hair meticulously. He looked at him with no anger. "I am Yun Jianming, I'm lucky. Are you the one who saved my daughter? Thank you very much." His voice was also like a loud bell, and he felt very majestic.

I nodded, "Where are there."

Yun Panxi seemed very happy to see that she and her father were getting along well and said, "Shuangyi, my father paints Chinese paintings, and some places may be very old-fashioned. My mother and I often make fun of him, don't mind."

"How could it be, my uncle is so talented, how could I mind?" I looked at Yun Jianming carefully, "Since my uncle paints Chinese paintings, can I pay tribute to my uncle's original works? I can also worship the master's painting skills."

Actually, I don’t want to read those Chinese paintings at all. The reason I did that was to create an opportunity for Yun Jianming and I to get along alone. As for the reason, of course, it was related to that photo.

As a Chinese painting artist, Yun Jianming has a profound attainment. As a man, he likes to listen to other people's flattery and worship. The master is no exception. These two sentences I praise really made Yun Jianming very happy, and he yelled to take me to his study to take a look. Yun Panxi wanted to stop him, but was stopped by She Mudan. She Mudan pulled her over and whispered a few words in Yun Panxi's ear. Yun Panxi nodded and stopped asking.

Yun Jianming took me to his study on the second floor. I am no longer surprised by the gorgeous decorations that have been walking along the way. The second floor is different from the first floor. Maybe because this floor is mainly Yun Jianming's activity area. Therefore, compared to the European style on the first floor, the second floor has a Chinese retro structure, with mahogany tables and chairs everywhere, which are simple and elegant. The plum blossoms made of immortal flowers are inserted into white fine-mouthed bottles and placed on the right side of the corridor, which looks particularly unique.

Finally came to Yun Jianming's study room. He opened the door by himself and saw a huge desk in front of him. It looked like it was of red sandalwood. There were several high bookshelfs beside him. They were made of pear blossom trees, with a faint fragrance that was easy to identify. On the white wall, there was a long scroll of thousands of horses galloping around him, which made people feel that their eyes were wide open.

"How is this galloping horse painting? I also painted it myself. When my study was just renovated, I always felt that the walls were white and not good-looking, so I wanted to find someone to hang something on it. However, I was not satisfied with picking the left and right. In the end, I could only do it myself..."

Faced with Yun Jianming's boastful talk, I was indifferent, but I took out the photo. When Yun Panxi pulled me just now, I took it off, and no one saw it.

"Mr. Yun, are you here?" I lowered my head and handed him the photo frame.

Yun Jianming frowned and answered it with a questioning look on his face. He looked up and looked up at me. His face was obviously angry, "Where did you get this? Who allowed you to move things at my house!"

"Mr. Yun, please answer my question first. Are you here?" My voice sounded very low and not so respectful.

Yun Jianming was a little puzzled and pointed at the door and shouted: "Get out!"

With his roar, I finally raised my head, red eyes, and said word by word: "Get out? Eighteen years ago, you abandoned your wife and children, and now you let me get out again?"

When Yun Jianming heard what I said, his expression suddenly changed on his face and his body was trembling, "You... who are you? Who are you?"

I spoke slowly and said softly: "That's right, in the photo, my mother Yang Xinhui, and you are my biological father."

After hearing my words, Yun Jianming felt as if he was struck by lightning. His whole body became stiff. It took him a long time to react. He looked at the photo frame in his hand, then looked at my face, and tears blurred his eyes, "You are...you are..."

I nodded.

Yun Jianming sniffed, wiped his tears, and suddenly said, "But it's not right. Xinhui was dead at that time. I didn't abandon my wife and son."

"My mother was in a state of fake death at that time, so you buried her. After she woke up, she tried her best to give birth to me in the grave. Because of her motherhood, she couldn't bear to leave, so she turned into a female ghost to buy milk from the town to feed me. It was not until my master passed by Yangliu Town and was invited to check it out that he found me. I followed my master's surname Hua." I explained, "The master said that I was a living person born in the grave, with a half-yin and half-yang body, and a good material for practicing Taoism, so he accepted me as his apprentice."

"So that's it, so that's it!" Yun Jianming burst into tears, "Why haven't you come to me for the past eighteen years? Do you know how much I miss you mother and son? I dream of Xinhui every day, dreaming of her holding the child, crying to me, and my heart is about to break down!"

Looking at his appearance, I felt a little wet in the corners of my eyes, "Stop talking about anything. My mother has been dead for many years. I have tried to find it, but I found nothing except my mother's photos. It is precisely because I have seen my mother's photos that I can recognize her at a glance. Why? Why can't you wait before you get buried?"

Yun Jianming patted his chest, "I didn't expect that after something happened, I was crazy all day long. I finally left Yangliu Town, a sad place, and almost died in a car accident. Fortunately, a kind lady saved me."

I asked back, "It's Yun Panxi's mother, right?"

Yun Jianming hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily,

I was about to continue talking, but suddenly a shadow came to me, and the last thing I caught was the blue-gray color in the corner of my eyes.
Chapter completed!