PFC Chapter 274 The Destined Line
Chapter 274 The Destined Line
Coincidentally, Qi Ningliang came back.
I was startled to see the light that had not been on for a long time come on. Could it be that Daddy went to look at the things that Mom left behind again...
When his mother passed away, Qi Ningliang was still young, a five-year-old child. He looked at his mother with tears in her eyes and told him to live well.
As he was thinking, he walked into the yard and tentatively called out, "Dad."
The Marquis didn't seem to hear it and was just flipping through the things in his hand carefully.
Qi Ningliang took two more steps inside, "Dad?"
It was not until he walked up to the Marquis that the Marquis noticed who was coming, "Dad, I haven't been in this yard for many years..."
Qi Ningliang lowered his eyebrows and looked a little pitiful. When he was a child, he was very afraid of his father entering this yard.
This was originally the main courtyard of their house, and it was the house of father and mother, but mother left after they had only lived there a few times.
Later, every time Daddy entered this room, he would be desperate and look like he was going to die, so Qi Ningliang was very scared. He was afraid that his mother would not want him anymore and his sister would be lost. If Daddy left again, no one would want him.
"Look, look at this portrait." The Marquis' hands were still shaking a little, and they were still shaking as he handed over the portrait of his brother-in-law.
"This portrait...who is this?" Qi Ningliang had never seen his uncle, so naturally he didn't recognize him.
"Don't worry about who it is. Think about it, is there anyone you know who looks like him?" The Marquis wanted to blurt out, "Your uncle," but he felt that if he knew it was your uncle, it would bring in subjective consciousness, and it might not be accurate.
Qi Ningliang looked at it for a long time, carefully examining it, and asked in doubt, "That young lady from the Kyoto restaurant has such a big son?"
The Marquis got the answer he wanted, but he still couldn't help but want to give this evil boy a few hits.
"Why are you talking about something so far away... This is your uncle." The Marquis calmed down. If she was really his daughter, there were still many things to confirm. He didn't want to tell his son rashly. It would not be good if he was happy for nothing.
"Uncle? Then how come he looks 7% like Miss An? But uncle doesn't seem to be very old at this time. Maybe it's just because he was a child, so he looks a bit like a girl." Qi Ningliang made up for it. He didn't know why, but he always felt that he looked a lot like Miss An at first glance.
"Yes, your uncle was very cute when he was a child. Many people said that he was cuter than a little girl. It was a pity that he was too naughty and died at the age of eight or nine." The Marquis put away the scroll.
Next, he planned to send people to look for the clues from that year again, in case there was something missing?
If An Qiao was really his daughter, the Marquis could not even imagine it. He could only suppress the excitement in his heart and not let it burst out.
Qi Ningliang looked at his father who was somewhat excited and nervous. Although he was a little confused, he was still glad that his father did not burst into tears as soon as he entered the room.
"Why did Dad suddenly remember to look at my uncle's portrait?" Qi Ningliang was still a little confused.
"Nothing, I just met with Gu Qingyun and chatted for a few words. I always felt that some key details seemed to be missing, so I came to take another look." The Marquis vaguely evaded Qi Ningliang.
Seeing that he couldn't get any answer from the question, Qi Ningliang stopped asking and the two of them just walked out of the yard.
It was an ordinary night, the moon was exceptionally round, not a single cloud could be seen, but the Marquis could see the moon, which looked so soft and warm.
Qi Ningliang followed his father's gaze and saw the same moon and thought of the same person.
The father and son walked in silence for a while until they were about to separate on the next road. Qi Ningliang then said softly, "Dad, go to bed early. Mom doesn't want you to be like this."
It is not easy for the living to miss their loved ones too much.
The Marquis nodded, but the moment he turned around he couldn't help but think, if he could only find his biological daughter back, then your mother would definitely agree.
There was a cool breeze at night, rustling the leaves.
The Marquis and Qi Ningliang each returned to their rooms. The thoughts lingering in their hearts had not yet ended. The candlelight in the room flickered, stretching the shadows very long.
Qi Ningliang sat in front of the window. With the help of moonlight, he gently ground ink, picked up the brush and dipped it in thick ink, then outlined his mother's figure on the paper.
The woman in the painting has a beautiful smile and clear and moving eyes.
Qi Ningliang recalled his childhood. In his impression, his mother was a very gentle person. No matter how big a mistake he made, even if his father was furious, his mother would still pull him behind her and carefully reason with him.
In fact, many times, when Daddy spoke loudly because of something, Mom would just respond calmly, like a bowl of spring water, calming Daddy's anger without any effort at all.
Ever since mom passed away, dad went from being deeply in pain of loss to being furious, and slowly became what he is today.
It seems that he doesn't care about anything, but Qi Ningliang has always known the secret hidden in his father's heart.
Qi Ningliang was painting with great concentration, as if he was communicating with his mother through the scroll.
After thinking about it, he even drew a little girl with pigtails next to it.
She has delicate features and her eyes and eyebrows are somewhat like his mother's. This is what his sister looks like in his mind.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally finished the painting, carefully placed it on the table, blew out the candle, and lay down on the bed.
I don’t know if my sister is still alive. If she is, she must be eighteen years old.
At the Gu Mansion, Gu Qingyun had been on the roof for two full hours. He always felt that there was something else his master said today, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
The master's little daughter had been missing for nearly ten years, but he had only heard about it from others and he didn't know much about it.
After all, no one would talk about other people's sad stories.
Perhaps when he was telling An Qiao's story today, he touched the string in his master's heart intentionally or unintentionally.
Everyone had their own thoughts that night and seemed to sleep uneasily.
Probably, of all the people in the story, only An Qiao fell asleep soundly at that moment.
Before going to bed, she suddenly wanted to eat hawthorn soup, so she asked Lixia to make a whole pot of it.
Everyone was very happy, thinking that the young lady was finally willing to eat.
In fact, An Qiao knew that her body had not recovered yet, but she wanted to eat something sweet and sour, so she could only keep it to herself and not tell anyone, and not eat too much hawthorn soup.
I drank the whole bowl without thinking, and unexpectedly I slept so soundly.
The original owner has left this world for many years, but the ties she left behind still remain on An Qiao. It seems like there is a thread in the dark that keeps pulling, tossing and turning, but in the end it will return to the hands of the destined person.