After holding up the old-style lantern and looking at it for a long time, the elderly aunt timidly called out, "Second Young Master."

Ling Yansen took off his coat and threw it to her, then entered the huge red door. Directly to the north was the large living room.

When Lin Yansen entered, servants had already arrived, "Second Young Master, Madam is waiting for you at the ancestral house."

Ling Yansen paused for a moment. The weak beam of light cast by the lantern outside the house trimmed his profile to the last bit. What remained was the cold profile, with no trace of his temper. Slowly, his thin lips slightly raised, and the servants looked at him.

Clearly, that was not a smile.

He snorted coldly, his voice as cold as the frost and dew outside the house, "I didn't pay your electricity bill on time or something? Turn on the light!"

It's not that Ling Yansen is picky, it's just that he really hates the red lanterns, which flicker here and there with their ghostly charm, making the whole house enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere.

The servant shook, but did not move. "My wife has told me not to turn on the lights at night."

The lines of his sharpened jaw became harder. In the end, Ling Yansen just grabbed the lantern from the servant's hand and strode towards the ancestral house. He thought silently in his heart, ancestral house, ancestral house... He really didn't want to enter that room.

Entering once again marked the mother's victory over him.

Only this time, there was no way he would compromise.

Xu Suyun knelt on the soft couch, with a counter in front of her. The memorial tablets were arranged on the counter, and white candles were shining. Ling Yansen threw the red lantern on the ground casually, straightened his clothes, and smoothed his hair before walking in.

Bow to those tablets three times, then put your hands on the hem of your clothes and stand properly.

After waiting for a while, Xu Suyun stopped twirling the beads in her hand, and Ling Yansen helped her up. Her expression was indistinguishable from that of this silent night, and her voice was even more lifeless, "Mother, I'm here."

He said, I'm here, not, I'm back.

Xu Suyun was accustomed to these words. He had always had a strong negative temperament, and gloomy children were the hardest to be treated by their elders. He should have understood this a long time ago.

Ling Yansen saw his mother standing firm and just put down his hand. Unexpectedly, Xu Suyun slapped him in the face harshly. The night was so quiet that the loud and clear applause shocked the fish in the pond outside the house.

Ling Yansen turned his head smoothly, and red fingerprints quickly appeared on his pale face. He remained expressionless, tilting his head and saying nothing.

The whole room was so quiet that it was disturbing, except for Xu Suyun's coughing and wheezing, which was swaying in the shadow of the candlelight.

Both of them knew why this slap came down. Ling Yansen didn't hide, and Xu Suyun didn't show mercy. She probably expected that he would slap her firmly, so she put all her strength into it.

That’s right!

Ever since she heard from the vixen Xiao Manyin in the afternoon that Duan Qingwu was pregnant, and the seed in her belly was her good son, she had been in a rage all night. At this moment, the person came, and she finally

Erupted.

"I don't know what your intentions were, you were so stupid that you wanted to taint Duan Qingwu. What's even more incomprehensible to me is that you decided to keep the seed in her stomach! Do you want to piss me off? You want me to

Are you going to die in the next moment? I know that you have long thought that supporting me is a troublesome thing, so you are deliberately trying to push me to a dead end so that you can reunite with your eldest brother and your father down there, right?"

Ling Yansen still tilted his head, his thin lips were bloodless and pursed tightly. He expected his mother's excessive reaction.

He can have fun as much as he wants, wander around the streets and alleys, and have as many children as he wants with any woman, even if it's a call girl, and even if he gives birth to a child with missing limbs and deformities, his mother will never say a word or even look at him.

Except for her, no other woman can be A-Wu.

"When your wings are hard, you want the whole child to play with you? Come here! Kneel down!" Xu Suyun dragged him to the memorial tablet and stabbed his calf with the crutch. Ling Yansen did not resist, and suddenly

His knees hit the hard floor. He felt no pain, only numbness and hollowness all over his body.

"I won't ask you. I'll ask your father and your eldest brother to ask you why you want to have a relationship with a woman named Duan, and what qualifications make you think that you can let her give birth to our Ling family's child.

Child? Ayan, you let me down so much! You also let your eldest brother and your father end up with hatred! Don’t forget, they still die with their eyes open. All night long, they appear in my dreams and ask questions.

When will my great revenge be avenged? Ask me when Duan Fei, the heartless old fox, will go down to accompany them! How can you forget the blood feud! You only think about yourself now, right? You forgot that your elder brother was in prison back then.

When you finally die, do you still have to work hard to raise your tuition fees so that you can finish your book in the United States? You smile every day, but he washes his face with tears! You have to be with me

Your eldest brother makes it clear to your father!"

Xu Suyun was very excited and choked with sobs. She took the tablets of Xu Tianjue and Ling Daguo and stuffed them into Ling Yansen's arms. Her decisive tone burned Ling Yansen's heart, which was about to suffocate.

Then, there was the sound of the door closing.

The white candles in the room were blown to and fro by the wind, and the light and shadow were blurred. In the deathly silence that filled the room, apart from the rattling sounds of bones, there was also the sound of water drops hitting the wooden sign one drop at a time, thick and sad.

On a night like this, don’t look forward to the light of dawn anymore.

"Brother, I always ask myself, why was it you who jumped from the rooftop, but I was the one who knew nothing about it in the United States. In those years, I worked in bars and was taken advantage of by those old men, and when I went south, I was betrayed.

Later, I climbed up to the rich woman, carried her shoes, bathed her, and slept with her. Her round belly pressed against my chest. After doing this, I couldn't help but hide in the bathroom and vomit. At that time, I hated you the most.

, I hate you for leaving me a mess, I hate you for pushing my mother and brother to me, I hate you even more, when I was most embarrassed and helpless, I even sold my body. I hate you for caring too much about me since I was a child, hate you

Before you died, you still thought of me and hated you for making me owe you too much. Until I met her. I tortured her all the way, just like those people in society tortured me. Every time I see her in pain, I actually

It’s not much better. I have relived the capital punishment I suffered back then again and again. It was bloody and painful until the end, so I got used to it.”

He was almost hoarse, and in his hand was a tablet. On the tablet, on the bright red name, were the tears he had shed.

They always say that Ling Yansen is a devil, perverted, and doesn't know what emotions are. But the dark night always understands him best. In this dark hopelessness, he has nothing to cover up, not even the extremely lacking sense of security.

Too lazy to ask for extravagance.

Yes, he will cry.
Chapter completed!