Trafford’s Trading Club

You can't go wrong like this anymore.

Gu Jiajie said this to himself.

Looking at the cooling hospital corridor, the stool that had just been seated by Mahoud had already cooled down. And he's sitting here alone.

It's been a while.

When Gu Jiajie returned to He Xiao's ward, he found that his grandmother had already slept.

He doesn't have many memories of this old man… probably only one blurred face.

That's childhood memory.

Gu Jiajie appealed and put Grandma's hand in the quilt. He Xiao Xiao, who looks so serene while sleeping... is it because she is having some good dreams?

Gu Jiajie shook his head and suddenly wanted to tidy up his brother's things - nothing, just a simple bag.

It's just that for some time, he hasn't been willing or afraid to take a closer look at his brother's stuff, which is equally vague to him.

Perhaps it's because I'm relieved to confess everything tonight?

Gu Jiajie doesn't know these things… these are things he has never experienced, doesn't know how to deal with them, and doesn't know if he can handle them properly.

Luggage bags are in the wardrobe of the ward, but there are clothes and things like that.

“Haven't washed in so many days. ”

Sniffing the smell of the clothes placed here, Gu Jiajie shook his head and threw everything out of the luggage bag.

While picking up one of these clothes, he touched something... pulled out a stacked, square piece of paper.

Letter paper.

If I were the one who was taken away, our fate would be different.

No name was written to whom, but in the first line, Gu Jiajie was informed of the written text… this was the envelope written to him.

“Brother…”

Watch, watch, watch. Gu Jiajie sat down helplessly.

……

……

The sounds of the machines in the amusement center were quite loud, but they did not hide the voices of the people who spoke.

Because he's so close to him and her and her.

“Jiajie! ”

The moment I saw it, Shenmi slowly walked past Blackwater and the owner of the club standing here.

She doesn't care why the owner of this club is here. All she cares about is, she finally found her own son.

She walked up to him, hugging him, patting him gently behind his back - even if it rots, only the mother of kinship would dislike half of it.

“Did my arrival ruin your... good? ”

Blackwater cautioned, but also asked.

She seems to be fighting back for something... something she lost when she ran away from the boss not long ago.

“Destruction?” Lochu shook his head: “Miss Blackwater, why did you think that? ”

Blackwater grinned. “Isn't that right? Weren't you following him, keeping him out of the ordinary people's sights, letting him move freely because of something? ”

“There seems to be nothing wrong with this statement.” Lochu nodded: “The operation was purposeful, and I acknowledge that. ”

“Just admit it.” Blackwater snorted cold.

On the side, holding her son, Sammy, slowly let go, and looked back at the man who had given her reason to survive - the young man she saw the other day, though wearing a mask, she took note of his voice.

In this case, she doesn't have to speculate at all to know that this seemingly quiet man, probably just a few years older than her son, is the owner of the club.

“You… you, what do you want to do to my son! Isn't our deal over? ”

Shen Mei slowly pulled his son behind him, protecting him while silencing: “Take what you want and take mine away! But don't do anything to Jiajie! ”

“Dear Guest, I will not do anything to Gu Jiajie.” Lochu shook his head: “Because he was... not here. ”

“Bullshit, he's right here!” Shen Mei looked back slowly and said firmly: “He is here! He's right here! Did you see that? ”

She grabbed her son's hand, “Here! I brought him here! ”

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he snapped open Sammy's slow hand.

Shen Mei slowly moved his lips, looked at the pat of his arm and was still stiff in the air, panicked and said: “Jiajie, what's wrong with you, I'm your mother, Jiajie... I'm your mother, don't you remember? ”

As if he didn't hear it, he just turned around and grabbed the hammer again, knocking it down again... knocking it in the open.

Meaningless action.

“Jiajie...” Shen Mi slowly covered his mouth.

Sad.

There is no better way to grieve a mother than if her son did not recognize himself.

Grief made her look at the owner of the club with hatred, "You... what have you done to my son! He's never done that! He didn't!! What did you do to him!! ”

“It's a little troublesome.” Lochu shook his head and slowly walked towards Shenmei, "… consider it after-sales service. Close your eyes. ”

“You… what do you want to do! ”

But when Lo Qiu came, Shen Mei slowly retreated in panic.

On the other side, the black water that saw the scene suddenly moved!

When the shadow of black water flashed, it blocked Shenmei's soothing face - her lips suddenly turned black as ink.

Two sharp, elongated teeth also extend out of the black lips, and some black blue tattoos appear on the cheeks on the left and right sides.

“Stay away from her! ”

“I have no malice. ”

Lochu shook his head.

“I say again, stay away from her. ”

Blackwater sank, he said.

“Yours is not stronger now than Ryukyu. So... relax. ”

When the black water flowered in front of her, she suddenly felt dizziness and suddenly heard the name of Long Yiu, which gave her a feeling of trembling hearts.

Has he been in contact with Lord Long?

But by the time she returned to God, the owner of the club had crossed her... and Lochu's fingers were even gently in Shenmei's slow forehead.

In this way, Shen Mei left behind tears and lost his God.

She suddenly sat on her knees, opened her eyes, her big eyes, her face full of surprise and chaos.

“How? Jia Hui... he, he is... Jia Hui?” Shenmi, sitting on her knees, raised her head gently, "you... you lied to me! ”

"Guest, I've warned you. I asked you, even if it's not necessarily the son you know. Would you... like to? ”

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

“Guests. ”

Rochu's voice seemed to weigh heavily, hard to perceive, "What you want is to resurrect your son, right? So... isn't this your son? ”

Looking at Shen Mi slowly unable to say half a sentence, Rochu shook his head and said softly: “Just because it was Liu Jiahui, not Gu Jiajie, do you... do you not want to? ”

“I…”

Jia Hui... Aren't you... my son?

If she knew that this was Liu Jiahui instead of Gu Jiajie... would she?

Ironically, she could not give herself an accurate answer.

How old are you?

When that summer of 2003 was cold and desperate to leave the town, her love could no longer be split in half.

Her love... all she has to do is leave all her love to the rest, her only son.

Her remorse could not change the fact that she had not taken her two children… The only thing she could do was simply put all her emotions into the rest.

Focus on him, I don't know, all these years.

Unconsciously, she had only one son left.

Even after her separation from her ex-husband, she was willing to give her all for her child to reorganize her family again.

And for... for the other one?

She hesitated.

Will you?

……

When Shen Mei raised her head slowly, looking at the clumsy, rotten body, suddenly she felt a strange feeling, feeling scared.

I... I hugged him.

She stretched her hands out consciously for a moment.

Stay away from him, stay away from this one or something, but it's also rotten.

And he suddenly lowered his head and stopped swinging the hammer's hand and walked towards her, stretching out the hammer as if it were an invitation.

“Don't …”

A very light and light voice, but also a voice from her mouth… perhaps just scared, maybe just confused and unclear, maybe just instinct.

When the word vibrated in the air to form a sound, she regretted saying it.

But she couldn't recycle it because she had said the exit… because he had heard it.

Finally, he never spoke, making his own voice for the first time.

Whoa--!

From that rotten throat, a screaming, unclear voice.

A desolate roar.

Everything ugly can describe what he looks like right now.

The hammer suddenly fell to the ground.

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

He grabbed his face painfully and swayed his body right here.

And the pain, it made him feel like crazy, kneeling on the floor, smashing his head against the floor.

Just for a second.

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

How did that happen?

Why is this happening?

The black on the black water lips had faded and the tattoo on her face had faded, and she subconsciously stretched her hand across her face, touching a little moisture... that was her tear.

Not knowing when the tears fell from her eyes.

It came from her heart, the echo of the sound of this soul crying in endless sorrow.

She heard it, just like Rochu said, she heard it!

“I heard... I heard. ”

She muttered to herself: "He is crying… his soul is crying. ”

She looked at Rocchu and couldn't help but shock her heart: “He... really has an idea. How did that happen? He was born with a new soul... impossible... wrong...”

Blackwater turned around and looked at this crazy walker in front of him, "He, from the memories he had created with her mother during this time, gave birth to a new soul... because of his love! This... this is what you want to see! ”

“Too bad. ”

Lochu shook his head with a hint of disappointment: "It will die. ”

Blackwater took a step back, some of them afraid to look at the young man. Even though she didn't feel anger, discontent, etc. from each other, she was afraid to see the man.

He didn't do anything but wait quietly for the moment when this nascent soul was born... perhaps he was just going to admire the nascent moment of the soul alone.

“If… if I hadn't brought her, would… be able to reunite the three spirits he had lost? A real resurrection? ”

He just waited here... while she brought Sammy to ease.

At this moment, Blackwater felt afraid he'd done something wrong.