Part 11

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The first time I met Bai Siyan was when I first entered President Hong's house."The daughter of a wife who was a club singer."I've heard whispers like this since day one.My mother, who only throws cheap cosmetics in front of her father, will run out barefoot when she sees Chairman Hong.Welcome with a smile.My beautiful but indifferent sister just ignored me and walked by.Mom would rather take care of President Hong's ashtray than my food.When I was young, I wandered around the neighborhood with nothing to do because I missed my father."It's so big..."


The walls in this wealthy area are very high.Tall walls surround the big house.Wandering in such alleys feels like being trapped in a maze.When I was young, I often instinctively crawled into narrow and dark places because I missed my dad.That day was just an ordinary day."...!"However, there was already a person standing there blankly.The tall figure looks neither like a nine-year-old child nor an adult, somewhere in between.My brother, who was wearing school uniform, looked as pale as a ghost.


The boy suddenly stared at the child with bloodshot eyes.Those red eyes are terrifying.'Oh my god...'Xizhu was about to retreat when suddenly a hand stretched out."...!"


The big hand seemed to be grabbing the child's head, pressing her forehead tightly. slender handsHis fingers pressed against his temples, and his palms covered his sight.Xizhu was so frightened that she almost screamed, but the boy's low cry reached her ears first."Woo...Woo...""....""Xiba...wu..."It was obvious that he could break free and shout loudly.But those suppressed cries made her body freeze.For some reason, she couldn't move.'Can't see anything...'The blocked vision prevented her from seeing the boy's face at all.'I really want to see his face...'


In extreme tension, only hearing becomes extremely sharp.Every tense nerve seemed to be swallowing up this momentary stimulation, violently beating Xizhu'sBody.If you are Kim Yeon Hee's daughter, then you should be good at singing.I don't know why I suddenly remembered this sentence.Whenever guests see Hee Joo, they always chew toothpicks and say this.Even when they jokingly asked her to sing a song, she always stubbornly kept her mouth shut..."Little squirrels can't poop—"


"I don't like acorns, I like grapes——""....""Grapes, grapes, green grapes...!"My brother's crying seemed to have stopped suddenly."My stomach hurts and I'm growling——""....""Roll around—puff—""How old are you?"Her singing was suddenly interrupted by a gruff voice in the voice-changing stage."Uh...nine years old."The boy didn't speak for a moment.Finally, the palm pressing at the corner of his eyes moved away, and his vision returned.She was met by a face with an impassive expression.


"Don't sing again."Beep, beep, beep! The alarm clock is ringing loudly."ah......!"Xizhu was so frightened that she woke up from her dream and couldn't help but rub her ears.The memory of meeting Bai Siyan for the first time was more unforgettable than imagined.That was twenty years ago, but as time goes by, the memory becomes clearer and clearer.Clear.'Oh my god, every time I forget...'At that time, I was forced to hear the sound and my sight was blocked.Is it because the sound is too strong?


Or was it because the sudden rudeness frightened her?Xizhu seemed to be possessed by a ghost and could only watch him drift away.Later, she met the boy again at a garden party."She said she would marry me when I grow up."What was the expression on my sister's face when she said something softly?At that time, what Heizhu saw was not the boy groaning in pain in the corner, but the boy who attracted everyoneThe prime minister's grandson looked at him.His complexion was completely different from when we met him in the alley.Even though his figure is not yet mature, he wears appropriate adult clothes and stands naturally in the middle of the garden.Central, not in the shadows of back alleys.Xizhu wanted to find her brother at that time, but he had already approached, keeping a poker face perfectly, and stretched out hisHanded."Ten years old? Eleven years old?"

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