Chapter 12 portrait

The little girl with curly black hair was singing, circling in the sunlit green courtyard, her light blue dress was trimmed with delicate lace, the blue headband and bow sparkled in the sun, Her lovely skirt fluttered with her movements, innocently revealing her tender legs wrapped in white stockings. She was so happy, so innocent, that when she blinked her pretty taupe eyes at a flower as beautiful as herself, or went on to sing the next nursery rhyme, it almost seemed as though the world All the evil and darkness can't cover up her innocence. At that time, she was only ten years old.

On the day before she celebrated her eleventh birthday, she suddenly disappeared. No one knows why, and no one knows where she went. The only thing that is certain is that she has never appeared since then.Many years later, almost no one knew or remembered her, just because her stay in this world was too short. In 1938, Shanghai, French Concession, Luo Mansion. He stood alone in front of her portrait, looking at the sweet smile in her painting, the long black and glossy hair draped over the petite shoulders of the person in the painting, and the clear gray-brown eyes full of innocence and innocence.He missed her, but he also knew he would never see her again.

He looked to be in his twenties, and he was standing in a small room in the attic. The sunlight came in from the small window and fell on his short black hair.His hair is slightly curly at the end, just like the girl with curly hair in the painting.The taupe eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses looked tenderly at the portrait of the girl. The girl's facial features are strikingly similar to his, the only difference is that there is a trace of sadness in his expression that the people in the painting do not have. What is he grieving for? The next moment, he gently touched the corner of the picture frame with his fingers. "I miss you so much, Lily."

In the lower right corner of that painting are written some words: "Luo Lili, painted at the age of ten." Reluctantly, he covered the portrait with a curtain, walked out of the attic, and locked the door of that room firmly. It was evening at this time, and at some point, the sky over the city began to be cloudy, the air was humid and hot, and there was a faint thunder coming from afar.Luo Mansion - This old-style garden villa stands eerie and terrifying under the dark cloud rolling sky, as if it hides countless dark secrets. Soon after, the first rainstorm since the beginning of summer finally came.

Only he has the key to that door, and no one can invade the privacy of this room—only he can keep Lily's unchanging smile behind this door forever.It was a beautiful past that only he could have for himself, and those times will never come back, and neither will Lily. He went down the stairs and saw a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old who also had black hair running towards him happily. "Brother Rollo! What's in the upstairs room?" "It's something you won't be interested in, Sasha." Rollo kissed her forehead coddlingly. "I'm not a child anymore, brother!" She pushed Luo Luo away, "Don't try to fool me with this perfunctory attitude!" A bit of a woman's sexy.

Rollo shook his eyelashes, he hated the ambiguity at this age. "Okay, it's time for you to practice dancing, Sasha." His tone was cold. "Neglect of practice will make you dull." Sasha stuck out her tongue at Rollo disapprovingly, "It won't matter if I don't practice for a day, my dancing skills are the best in the whole grade!" After that, she danced briskly on the promenade, her dancing posture was like a goblin running through the forest, her long hair fluttered with every turn, and the light one-piece skirt fluttered with each turn. Her hops rise, her slender legs declare that she is about to transform from a girl to a woman, and her breasts that have begun to develop show from her slightly open neckline every time she bends down and turns. with their existence.

"enough!" Rollo interrupted Sasha's dance impatiently, "I should have said it many times, don't show me the dance, I don't like it." His straight eyebrows were furrowed. "But you used to like watching me dance..." Sasha pouted in disappointment. "I'm not in the mood right now, can I? Go dance somewhere else, Sasha, it's too narrow here." "You always say that!" She burst into a series of protests suddenly angrily, "You are not the same as before! You used to like everything I do, but...but now..." She began to choke, "No matter what I do, you always look indifferent. What did I do to make you hate me? Can't you tell me? How would I know if you didn't tell me?" She began to hang her head and cry.

Rollo looked at her crying expressionlessly. He remembered that when Sasha was young, whenever he saw her cry, he felt distressed, but now seeing her crying only made him feel disgusted. Because he knew that crying was always one of the usual means used by women. "...Brother, talk to me..." She approached Luo Luo, looked up at him with tears all over her face, and Luo Luo noticed that she was even grabbing the hem of his clothes. He swung the hand away almost reflexively, and Sasha fell to the ground. He froze for a moment, he thought that his strength just now was not very strong at all, but she fell down unexpectedly, and continued to sit on the ground and cry.He immediately turned from astonishment to disgust. He felt that she was simply putting on an act, and the aggrieved appearance of her crying on the ground at this moment made him even more disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

A wave of impatience welled up in his chest, and he wanted to expel this disgusting sight from his world at once and never see it again.He strode forward, grabbed Sasha's hair - the long black hair he once loved, and dragged her through the long corridor in spite of her desperate struggle and screaming until the end of the gloomy s room…… It was raining heavily outside the window. He stood alone in the small room in the attic, in front of him, hung the portrait of Lily, and beside him stood an easel, on which was also a portrait of a girl. The girl in the portrait on the easel was not the same girl as the one on the wall, although she also had beautiful curly black hair and taupe eyes.

He stroked the painting on the easel, and looked at the girl in the painting affectionately but with some sense of loss. In the corner of the painting was written the girl's name: "Rosasha, painted at the age of ten." He still can't forget that day a few years ago, that sunny day, the day he met Sasha in the orphanage run by the church in the concession. Sasha was ten years old at the time, and he marveled at her curly black hair and taupe eyes, because she was so similar to Lily! He couldn't contain the strong nostalgia and love when he saw Sasha for the first time!

He wanted to take care of her, put her in the palm of his hand and love her well.He couldn't help wanting to adopt this cute and poor little angel, and he did fulfill his wish - he successfully brought Shasha to the Luo Mansion, gave her the best, and put all his love on her. In order to make up for the love he didn't give to Lily in time, and also for the enthusiasm he ignited for Sasha - it has nothing to do with lust, but simply wants to take care of her and see her by his side. that is it. He once thought that such happiness would last forever. But he was wrong, as Sasha grew up day by day, he found that Lily's image was constantly disappearing rapidly from Sasha's body! She changed and became more and more like a woman. She was no longer that simple and cute little girl, but gradually became scheming, coquettish, and artificial.Especially when she realized that she was gradually falling out of favor, she wanted to please him even more, and wanted to continue to be cared for like a princess in this family. And every time at this time, he would only find her more and more disgusting, and she didn't realize that her behavior of trying to please him made him sick.This vicious cycle of her stupidity has made it impossible for him to get along with her anymore, and it makes him uncomfortable to even breathe the same air as her. This transformation is really heartbreaking. He sighed softly, he missed the good times in this painting, he missed the time when Sasha was a little girl, still like a pure little angel. He raised his head and stared at the portrait on the wall again, he knew that he still couldn't forget Lily, he couldn't help himself not to feel that Lily's image was the most perfect - just because she would stay forever in the afternoon when she was ten years old , so her beauty will never change. Sasha once made him feel that she was so similar to Lily, but now that pure beauty has faded from her body, she no longer has the beauty like Lily, and gradually becomes a boring, vulgar woman , he was saddened and disappointed by such a transformation, but he also knew that he was powerless to stop it. He believes that there must be girls as perfect as Lily in this world. He believes that if there is a girl as beautiful and pure as her, even if she grows up with the passage of time, she will never become a girl like Sasha. Disgusting woman, she will always remain that pure. Sasha betrayed him, she did not become a more perfect woman as he expected, but let herself degenerate into willful and savage.He told himself that Sasha had betrayed his love, and there must be other girls who met his expectations—Sasha would not be the only one, and he would definitely find another girl as perfect as Lily. That day, Sasha disappeared. No one knows why, and no one knows where she went, the only thing that is certain is that she never appeared again, just like Lily. Outside the window, a thick flash of lightning flashed, followed by a huge thunder explosion in mid-air. There was a trembling smile on his lips. He picked up the pure white curtain, covered the painting on the easel, and covered up the painting on the wall. Then he stepped out of the attic and locked the door of that room firmly. A magnificent French Renault sedan drove into the spacious garden outside the Luo mansion, drove through the quiet boulevard, and finally stopped in front of an elegant mansion.The servant politely stepped forward and opened the car door, and then the owner of the family got out of the car with a young girl. The girl looked a little timid, she looked blankly at everything that was completely unfamiliar to her in front of her, and raised her head helplessly to look at the hand holding her beside her - the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, The man just smiled at her tenderly, and then hugged her up. "Jiajia," Rollo whispered in her ear, "From today onwards, this is your home." When the girl happily ran into the mansion, her long black and shiny hair fluttered happily. She was wearing a violet dress, and the headband on her hair fluttered with her running. She turned around with a pair of gray Beautiful brown eyes stared at Rollo standing at the door, as if asking, "Is this true?" Rollo nodded at her, and the girl immediately had a lovely smile on her face. He approached the jumping girl, knelt down and held her hands, and the girl looked at him puzzled. "Jia Jia, promise me one thing?" he said. "Okay," Jiajia asked, blinking her innocent eyes, "what's the matter?" "Promise me," his gray-brown eyes were full of sadness at this moment, "you will never change...will you keep it like this forever?" "...What is this?" This question obviously troubled the little girl, and she didn't understand what Rollo was trying to say. Luo Luo looked at her, and then showed a self-deprecating wry smile, "No, we don't have to think about it now," he gently held Jia Jia's petite shoulders with both hands, "Just pretend I didn't say anything, Jia Jia. " "Hmm..." Even though the girl couldn't understand what he said, she still nodded obediently. "Good boy!" He patted the girl's head in relief. After the rain, the sun shines. Today, like that day, is a sunny day. Looking at the little girl with long black hair and taupe eyes like Lily playing in the sunny courtyard, Rollo couldn't help showing a satisfied smile. But no one noticed that there was a trace of cruelty in this smile. Such happiness will last forever - he firmly believes. One morning, Jia Jia developed a high fever, which frightened Luo Luo. He obviously cared for her so carefully and took good care of her, so why did he get sick?He cursed at all the servants who served Jiajia, and kept complaining about the slowness of the doctor while waiting for the doctor to arrive-even though it was only five minutes before the doctor was notified. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Jiajia who was lying on the bed suffering from pain. Would he lose her because of this?No, he will never let this happen!He finally found a girl who was as perfect as Lily again. He hasn't loved her well yet, and hasn't seen her grow into the woman he dreamed of. He must never lose her just like this! "Where is the doctor? Why hasn't he come after so long?" He stood up abruptly and shouted angrily at the door, and then he saw a strange figure appearing outside the door. "Aren't I here? Mr. Luo." The man replied lazily, and then glanced at his pocket watch, "It's only been ten minutes. Are you a little too impatient?" Looking at the tall dome carved with exquisite patterns and hanging huge crystal chandeliers, he exclaimed: "Wow, this place is simply amazing! I have studied in Europe and seen some famous manors. Compared with the Luo Mansion, there are only a few manors with a history of more than a hundred years... However, this place looks very gloomy, and it looks more like an ancient castle!" Luo Luo looked at the strange man in front of him with some doubts, "Where is Dr. Chen?" He asked cautiously. "I am Dr. Chen." The man said with his gaze back. "I mean Dr. Chen Wenbo." He stared hostilely at the flirtatious man in his twenties with a handsome face and a ponytail tied behind his head. "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm his son. My father passed away last year, Mr. Luo." He looked at Luo Luo disapprovingly, "My name is Chen Linfeng, from Maple Forest, from Maple Forest Feng. Excuse me, please? I want to see the patient's condition." That's what he said, but he almost grabbed Rollo's shoulder and moved him away. The rough force made Rollo scream softly. He gave Luo Luo a strange look, "Sorry, Mr. Luo, did it hurt you?" "...You should go and see Jia Jia's situation first." Luo Luo said displeasedly, and immediately put down the hand rubbing his shoulder. "Oh, of course, that's what I'm here for." He approached the bed, then pulled up a chair and sat down, opened his handbag, took out his stethoscope, and began to check Jiajia's condition. Rollo walked to the side, sat on a chair beside him and watched, and then unconsciously started rubbing the shoulder that was hurt just now with one hand. "Is it still hurting?" It wasn't until the person who said this sentence stood in front of him that he realized that he had been in a daze just now, and his hands were still rubbing his shoulders. "How is Jiajia?" He put down his hand and asked uneasily. "It's nothing serious. The fever has subsided. I'll just prescribe some medicine for her later." The young doctor Chen said, "By the way, is your shoulder okay?" "fine." "yes?" Then he touched Rollo on the shoulder unexpectedly, and Rollo cried out almost immediately. "You don't sound like you're okay, Mr. Luo." Chen Linfeng withdrew his hand and said seriously, "Would you like me to show you, maybe it's more serious than you imagined." "...I thought you were a physician, Dr. Chen!" Rollo's tone was full of guard. "Hehe, when I was studying in Europe, I sat in on a few surgery sessions, and it was okay to deal with some bruises and the like." He said lightly, and then, as if suddenly thinking of something, he took out the A small can of something, put it in Rollo's hand. "This is trauma medicine. I think it will be useful to you. If you have any questions, please let me know. I am always here, Mr. Luo." He said politely. "I will, Dr. Chen." Afterwards he was very sure that the medicine was of no use at all. On the same day, he found that there was indeed a bruise on his shoulder, so he applied some wound medicine given to him by Dr. Chen, but after applying the medicine, he felt unbearably itchy, and the affected area became red and swollen. Clothes are extremely uncomfortable. "It's an allergic reaction, it's normal." Chen Linfeng inspected the red and swollen wound, and came to such a relaxed conclusion concisely. "I think there's something wrong with your medicine," Rollo said irritatedly—part of his irritability included the fact that he now had to undress to inspect the bruises for this guy he didn't like very much. "The medicine itself is fine. I've used it for others and it's fine, it's just like you." Then he added, "I've never seen a man with skin as delicate as yours." Rollo was very displeased and wanted to retort, but he didn't want to disturb a person who was concentrating on treating his wound, so he kept his mouth shut obediently. "Okay." After the dressing was finished, he said with satisfaction, "That's it, I will come back when it's time to change the dressing." "When will the injury heal?" Luo Luo looked helplessly at Chen Linfeng who was about to walk out of the room. "Soon, it will be cured in a few days." He gave Rollo a reassuring smile, and when the expression on the other's face became more relaxed, he turned and walked out. "I still remember that I told you that Luo's mansion is as gloomy as an old castle. Such an environment is not good for you and your sister. I have read several works of Freud on psychology. Time to live in a gloomy, stressful environment that can easily create psychological distortions," he said as he walked. Luo Luo's face changed, and a strange and fearful feeling suddenly surged in his heart. He thought of his mother... Chen Linfeng left the mansion, got into his car, started it and drove out of the courtyard. He didn't notice that the expression on Rollo's face behind him was constantly changing. He couldn't help laughing while driving. Today was a lucky day for him as he did not expect to be at the mansion again in such a short time.He originally thought that he could forget about it as soon as possible—as long as he didn't come here again in a short period of time, he would be able to focus on his work quickly, but he had to come today. Because, the first time he saw Jiajia's clear gray-brown eyes, he knew he was finished, and he was finished thoroughly. She was playing the ball alone in the long corridor. Her dear brother is not at home, so she can only play at home boredly, waiting for his brother to come back. She likes her brother, and being with him is the happiest time of her day. This big house is indeed full of eerie feeling and extremely cold as the doctor Chen said, so she doesn't like it here, and she doesn't want to play alone in the empty corridor.If it wasn't for her gentle brother living here, she wouldn't want to stay in this frightening place. Many times, she would wake up in the middle of the night, awakened by nightmares.She really wanted to escape from here and return to the original humble but warm home.But when she saw her sleeping brother next to her, she dismissed the idea. She loved her brother deeply, just as he loved her deeply. However, my brother is sometimes very mysterious. My brother is a taciturn person. Sometimes he will sit on the recliner in front of the fireplace all afternoon, motionless, as if the whole person is integrated into this old big house. Sometimes, her brother would disappear out of nowhere for no reason, and she was sure that he hadn't left the house, because she didn't dare to stay in the dark for too long, and she liked to play near the door where the sun could shine in.She didn't see her brother go out, but he just disappeared, not once, but many times.What's even more strange is that when she was confused and frightened, her brother would suddenly appear from a dark place and startle her.But every time she asked her brother where he was hiding, he never answered, and his face became very gloomy. Only at this time, she felt that her brother was a terrible person. Moreover, her brother made many weird rules for her, such as... Suddenly, she slipped her hands for a moment, and let the ball out of the control of her small hands. The ball bounced and bounced, bounced out of the reach of her outstretched hand, and then hit an open door. A "squeak" opened a gap, and the ball rolled to the side wall. She ran to pick it up, then looked at the door that was ajar.She had never entered this room, because the mansion was very large, and there were many rooms she had not seen.She approached the door and saw that there seemed to be someone inside. She walked in and saw a girl in a white one-piece dress lying on a white bed with her back facing her, and her curly black hair was like waves Spread on a white pillow. She has never seen this girl who seems to be sleeping in front of her, why is she in her house?Is she someone my brother knows?All kinds of questions floated in her little head, so she couldn't help being curious, walked over, and gently patted the girl's arm, "Who are you?" The girl didn't respond. She tried to wake the girl up again, but the girl was still in a deep sleep, so she shook the girl's shoulders vigorously until she rolled over. She was stunned, her face was full of fear, and she couldn't say a word for a long time. After a long time, she dropped the ball in her hand and fled the room as if flying.And when she turned the corner in the corridor, she bumped into something.She thought it was a person. She looked up, and her brother's gentle smiling face was looking at her at this moment. "What's the matter, Jiajia?" "That, that..." She said out of breath, "In that room, there is a sister, it's scary..." Her immature little finger pointed to the end of the corridor, the room with the half-open door. And he just looked at the door blankly. "Jiajia, I should have told you not to come here to play, right?" "what?" "But you are disobedient...why don't you listen to brother? Jiajia!" Luo Luo still had no expression on his face, but his voice was extremely cold. "Yes... sorry... I didn't mean to..." "Jiajia is a bad boy... brother don't want Jiajia anymore." "No...don't! Brother! Don't be like this! I won't dare to do it again next time!" "Disobedient children should be punished well." Saying this, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. He squatted alone in a corner of the attic, hiding in the shadows. He had just taken a shower and was only wearing a white bathrobe. His wet hair dripped from his neck to his chest with the open collar. Lily's portrait still hangs on the wall, while Sasha and Jiajia's portraits are placed on the easel beside it. He looked helplessly at their smiles in the painting in the dark, and then turned to look at Lily on the wall.His expression suddenly became very painful, and his voice was full of bitterness. "I thought... I really found it this time..." He murmured, but his tone seemed to be about to cry. Jia Jia betrayed him, she did not become the well-behaved, submissive girl he expected.Jia Jia betrayed his love, because she failed to become a perfect existence like Lily after all.She is too far from Lily! "Jiajia, why did you betray me?...and Sasha..." The corners of his mouth twitched. I don't know where he picked so many gardenias. He tore up those flowers and scattered them around the portrait. The strong fragrance of flowers immediately filled the small room.He breathed and sprinkled as much as he wanted, as if he was completing some kind of mysterious religious ceremony.His expression was solemn, almost divine. After a long time, he stopped moving. He stood up, went to the corner and squatted down again, weeping, letting the cold wind outside the window pour into his bathrobe, making his thin body even colder. A few days later, in an opera performance, he saw the man again in the auditorium, wearing gold-rimmed glasses as usual, and standing beside him was a little lady with black hair. After the opera, he took the initiative to say hello. "Hello, Mr. Luo." He saw Luo Luo hesitate for a moment, and then said coldly: "Oh, hello, Dr. Chen, long time no see." This guy was as he'd expected, a typical snooty guy, he thought.Then he noticed the little girl who was holding the other side. "Come on, Lala, say hello to Dr. Chen." The little girl stepped forward obediently, "Hello, Dr. Chen." "This lady is..." He looked at the other party with some confusion. "She's sister Lala," Rollo said. "Huh... So, the other Miss Jia Jia didn't come?" Then he noticed a change in Luo Luo's face, so small that it was almost imperceptible, and only he could see it. come out. "Who is Jiajia?" Lala on the side asked. "...Sorry, I think we have to say goodbye, Dr. Chen." Luo Luo tightly held the hand holding Lala. "Oh, that's really a pity. I hope we can meet again next time and have a good chat." He smiled sincerely. "I thought so too," he said. Although Chen Linfeng knew that he was just pretending to be false, but he was still a little happy to hear him say that. He then sees Rollo leaving the Opera House with Lara almost as if fleeing. If he wanted to draw a conclusion to such a situation, he might say it was called "fate". Of course, he knew that Rollo would never think so, he might think it was called "bad luck" or "curse" or something . Three days after the opera performance, he received news that Rollo was ill, and of course he, as a doctor, had to visit him. "It's just a cold. Take some medicine and you'll be cured in a few days." After seeing Luo Luo's condition, he said this to the old butler beside him, while Lala looked at Luo Luo worriedly by the bedside. Luo, "Get well soon, brother, Lala doesn't want to lose you." "I'll be fine, Lala." He patted Lala's head in relief, "Okay, don't get too close, you will be infected." Lala reluctantly asked the old housekeeper to lead her out, followed by Chen Linfeng, but when he was about to step out of the room, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Luo Luo. He approached the bed. At this time, Luo Luo was lying down a little drowsy because of the medicine, but Chen Linfeng knew that he was not asleep yet. "It's just a little cold, and you can be so weak?" He smiled, but it was not a mockery, "You are really a very delicate man, Mr. Luo." Rollo didn't answer. Chen Linfeng didn't know if the other party listened, but he knew that the person was awake.He bent down, stretched out his hand and brushed Rollo's hair loose on his forehead to one side, then turned and walked out of the room. Just as he was leaving, he saw Lala playing the piano in the hall. He walked over, "Lala...can I call you Lala?" The girl nodded. "Do you know where Jiajia is? I didn't even see her. Where did she go?" The girl blinked her big taupe eyes and asked curiously, "Who is Jiajia?" He froze for a moment, "I thought she should be your elder sister or younger sister...she is also your brother's younger sister, right?" "I only have my brother, and I don't know Jiajia." Lala said honestly, "My brother said that he only has me as his sister." He was completely stunned. He remembered that day when Luo Luo looked at his sick sister anxiously and kept saying her name, but where did Jiajia go now?After the opera performance that day, Rollo obviously kept silent about Jia Jia. What happened to Jia Jia? Suddenly, he felt a chill coming out of his body, and a trace of uneasiness floated in his chest for no reason. He felt something was wrong. "I like my brother the most," Lala suddenly said when Chen Linfeng was in a daze, and stopped playing, "because he brought me to be his sister." "bring?" Hearing the little girl's confession suddenly, he was a little confused about the situation. "So... where were you originally? I mean, before you came here?" he pressed. "I used to live in a place with many, many children, as well as nuns, aunts and pastor uncles... Aunts and uncles are our parents." "Wait...wait a minute, Lala," Chen Linfeng had to admit that he couldn't understand, he needed to let Lala speak in a language he could understand, "Why are the nun and the pastor uncle your parents?" "Because everyone has no parents, so aunts and uncles are our parents. Sometimes, some children will be taken away by new parents and go to new homes... Although I still have no parents now. , but it doesn't matter, I just have a brother." Chen Linfeng suddenly understood that this little girl came from an orphanage run by the church, and Luo Luo adopted her and took care of her as his own younger sister.So, is Jia Jia also adopted like this girl?Or is Jia Jia Luo Luo's biological sister? He looked at Lala's curly black hair, and he remembered that Jiajia also had this kind of hair, and those gray-brown eyes were very similar to Jiajia's.Was it because Lala resembled Jiajia so much that Rollo adopted her?Or are Jiajia and Lala actually substitutes for someone else? He didn't dare to think about it any more. He hurriedly left the Luo mansion, and secretly prayed that the uneasiness in his heart would not become a reality.But deep down in his heart, he faintly felt that it was the truth. He touched his forehead. He didn't know how long he had slept just now, but he only remembered that he seemed to have fallen into a sleepy state after taking the medicine that the man gave him.He was extraordinarily awake at this moment, and felt that he seemed much better, but he had no plans to get up yet. He wondered if that person had gently brushed the hair on his forehead before he fell asleep. He would rather it was a dream, a nightmare, but it would be harder for him to dream of such a scene (dreams are a product of the subconscious of the self - Freud), but if it is true, then he Why didn't you push away the opponent's hand on the spot? It seems like a mystery! He remembers that he didn't seem to resist at all, didn't want to resist, besides he was really sleepy at the time, he also kind of thanked God that when he was sick, there was someone who could help him push the hair from his forehead , because those messy hair really made him feel a little uncomfortable. That... that man who looks a little frivolous... why did he do this to me?What was he thinking about? Oh!What am I thinking? He rolled over in pain, forcing himself to continue falling asleep. Chen Linfeng wandered alone on the streets of the city, he walked and looked aimlessly. Suddenly, in a gallery across the street, he saw a familiar figure, it was Rollo, and he would not admit it wrong.He stood in front of the store, as if he was telling the owner of the store something, and then left. Instead of catching up to say hello, he walked straight into the gallery. As soon as he stepped into the store, a portrait caught his attention. The oil painting was about a ten-year-old girl with curly black hair, taupe eyes, and a sweet smile.And when he saw this painting, he was stunned, not because of the superb painting skills, nor because of the girl's beautiful face, but because of the creepy resemblance between the girl in the picture and someone he knew. point! How could this be? He stepped forward to observe the painting, and then saw a small line of words in the corner of the painting: "Luo Lili, painted at the age of ten." Lily? Who is she?He thought of Jiajia and Lala, and immediately understood—they were actually substitutes for this girl, because they all looked quite similar to the girl named Luo Lili in the painting. So he went up to ask the boss. From the boss, he learned that the owner of this oil painting wanted to install a new frame for it, but what he wanted to know more was who the author of this painting was and when it was painted.He was lucky, because the boss happened to know the artist of this painting, and the artist lived not far from this street.On the grounds that he wanted to entrust the artist to paint, he successfully obtained the artist's address and his name. It was a very old small bungalow, easily recognizable because it had a pointed, dark blue roof. "Lu...Xue...Min..." Holding the piece of paper with the painter's address in his hand, he murmured the other's name, and soon came to the small bungalow. "No. 52... is here." He stood in front of the gate and rang the bell.After a while, a gray-haired old man opened the door. "Mr. Lu?" The old man nodded. "My name is Chen Linfeng, Lin from Maple Forest, Feng from Maple Forest. I was introduced by Mr. Li from the gallery." Hearing this name, the old man showed an incomprehensible smile, "Oh! Your name is Chen Linfeng, right? Come in, young man." He happily greeted the visitor to enter the door. This is a quiet house. There are several wisterias planted in front of the courtyard. The garden is very clean. Unlike the Western-style appearance, the interior of the house is decorated in Chinese style, with wood inlaid at every corner. Elegant patterns are engraved on it, a huge screen is placed in a corner of the hall, and the walls are covered with ink paintings, while Western oil paintings are rare, but Zhang Zhang is a classic. "Have you seen that painting in Lao Li's shop?" The old man poured a cup of tea for the guest. Chen Linfeng was a little surprised, but still nodded, "I came here just for that painting." He took the tea that the old man handed him, "You are the author of that painting, right?" "It's me." The old man laughed, "You are so lucky to see that painting! Boy! That is my most proud work. I can't paint like that again, what a pity! " "But I heard from Boss Li that you are still painting for the Luo family, aren't you?" "Yeah! That stupid kid found a bunch of boring little models from somewhere, and insisted that I paint their portraits! That kid doesn't know what real art is, and none of the little girls he found can The best masterpiece, the best model!" "Does the best mean...'Lily'?" Chen Linfeng asked. "Boy," the old man took a sip of tea, "Have you ever seen the so-called 'Divinity'?" Those black eyes blinked, "Divinity?" "Yes, divinity, just like Aphrodite in Greek mythology and Raphael in Jewish mythology..." Seeing that Chen Linfeng was still in a daze, he shook his head and continued, "In those ancient In the Chinese mythology, the most noble and beautiful beings are asexual, or have both sexes. You don't understand, when I first saw Lily, I was deeply fascinated by her divinity! That is only an age with ambiguous distinctions like her, no! It’s not just age, that’s what only she can do! Only she can perfectly present that kind of divinity! I have never seen any child after that To be as beautiful as her... never again!" The young doctor's heart suddenly twitched for some reason. "It sounds to me... that doesn't look like a god, but rather a devil that can confuse people." "Yes, you are quite right!" The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a strange brilliance in his eyes: "She can have divinity at the same time, but she also has the magic that makes everyone willing to die for her! Didn't you see that painting clearly—I most admire That femme fatale smile I sketched around her mouth in the painting you're proud of? She'll look at you quietly and obediently like that, and when you discover her magic, you've already dug out your heart and put your hands on it She offers it!" "What did you say?" The old man ignored him, but stood up passionately, shouting hoarsely: "You haven't understood how you will fall into her trap! You, that kid, and his group of little girls too! You will end up To find that we were all played by her, that we were all poor wretches dancing in her palm!" Chen Linfeng can finally be sure now that the person in front of him is just a hopeless art fanatic, and he is obviously approaching the edge of madness. So he stood up and prepared to leave. "I'm very sorry, Mr. Lu, I have something to do and I have to go back." When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly, turned around and asked, "By the way, I would like to ask you a few more questions at the end. How long ago was that painting drawn?" The old man smiled, "That was a work born from my hands thirteen years ago." "Then the person in the painting—Lily, is Mr. Luo's biological sister, right?" The old man's smile stopped abruptly, and there was deep fear in his eyes: "No, she was never his sister, he never had a sister, it was just his fantasy... that gloomy mansion hides too much... The secrets, those secrets weighed him down, and made everyone living there, including me and you, unable to breathe..." "Not his sister! Who is that to him?" The old man showed a sinister smile, "Who? I don't know. I can only tell you that he trusted his confused memory too much. He hid her, but he didn't remember it." Chen Linfeng shook his head helplessly, and said, "Thank you for telling me this, then, I hope there will be some time later, Mr. Lu." He opened the door and walked out. What secrets are hidden in the Luo mansion? Rollo inspected the reframed portrait, relieved only when he was sure the painting hadn't been damaged in any way. "elder brother!" A childish voice suddenly sounded, so frightened that he almost dropped the painting on the ground. Lara was standing in the doorway watching him. "Who is that girl?" she asked, pointing to the painting. "Uh, this..." Just as he was still trying to explain, Lara walked up to him and stared at the painting. "Brother, who is Lily?" She raised her gray brown eyes to look at Rollo in puzzlement, and the questioning look made people feel uncomfortable. "Lala, be good, listen to my brother..." "Why don't you let me know who this girl is?" "Lala..." Before he finished speaking, Lala reached out to grab the painting, but only touched the edge of the frame. "What are you doing, Lala! You're going to break it!" he yelled. "I just want to break it! As long as there is no this girl, brother, you will only look at me alone! I don't want anyone else to snatch my brother! No one is allowed!" She screamed, and then tried desperately She failed to snatch the painting from Rollo's hand.She gripped Rollo's sleeve tightly, scratching and flailing stubbornly, trying to get him to let go of the painting. "Enough! Stop!" He swung hard, and Lala was thrown to the floor. Everything suddenly stopped. He froze for a moment, and then looked at the hand he had just waved away from Lala—his hand was holding the painting, and the hard corner of the frame was dripping with blood. Lala lay motionless on the ground, face down, and bright red blood was oozing from her head, staining the pure white carpet red. He carefully put the painting aside, and stepped forward to check on Lala's condition - she had already passed away. Then he saw the old butler standing at the door. "Old bag!" He was taken aback, and then became annoyed, "What are you doing standing there without saying a word? You saw this! Get rid of this disgusting thing!" "Yes, master..." Lao Bao said obediently, and then began to handle Lala's still warm body. "Really... Fortunately, the painting is okay." When Old Bao was wrapping up the corpse, he heard the young master beside him say these words.He looked up and saw Rollo holding the portrait, sitting comfortably in a chair admiring it. "Where can I find another perfect girl like you...Lily..." he murmured to the portrait. Lao Bao stood up and walked out holding Lala's body.When the door was closed, he glanced at the person inside the door again, and the person was still examining his precious portrait carefully, he didn't notice the extremely light sigh outside the door. Rollo was happily playing the piano while Leilei was singing along. She was wearing a dress with green ruffles, her black hair was braided and slung over her shoulders, and her childish singing voice was like the sound of heaven. Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Lei Lei turned her head and looked puzzled at her brother who had stopped playing, and then she noticed her brother's vigilant eyes were staring outside the door.She followed her brother's gaze and looked out the door. A young man with black eyes and long black hair tied into a ponytail was standing at the door, and he was looking at herself and Luo with a strange look. lo. "Hello, Dr. Chen...why did you come here so suddenly and without prior notice?" Luo Luo stood up and asked politely. "I suddenly wanted to see Miss Lala, so I came here." He squinted his eyes and smiled, took out a small package from his jacket pocket, and handed it to Rollo. "what is this?" "A silk headband, I think this color will be very suitable for her hair color." He smiled, his attitude seemed a little frivolous, "It is very suitable for...the black and shiny curly hair." He deliberately glanced at the side Lei Lei. Luo Luo noticed his eyes, so he walked up to Lei Lei and said softly: "Lei Lei, good boy, you go out first, brother has something to talk to this gentleman." She nodded obediently, then walked out obediently and closed the door. At this time, only the two of them were left in the room. "Where's Lala?" Chen Linfeng asked straight to the point. "Unfortunately," Rollo smiled politely, "she's not here now." "Where did she go?" "I sent her to boarding school, of course..." He still smiled, "Jiajia too." "Where's the boarding school?" Luo Luo's expression became serious, and he said bluntly, "Doctor Chen, I don't think this has anything to do with you, does it?" "I want to know, Mr. Luo!" He approached Luo Luo, his face was no longer a frivolous smile, but a serious expression, "Because in my opinion, those girls seem to have disappeared out of thin air!" "I don't need to tell you about them." "Mr. Luo!" He grabbed Luo Luo's thin wrist and shouted loudly, "They are all substitutes for Lily, right? Tell me! Why did you do this?" "You hurt me, Doctor Chen!" Luo Luo looked up at the other party with a look of unwillingness to show weakness. "Tell me what's going on, Rollo!" "I'm going to call someone!" Only then did Chen Linfeng let go of Luo Luo's hand, while Luo Luo stroked his wrist and looked angrily at the rude man in front of him. "Mr. Luo, I just want you to understand one thing," Chen Linfeng said with a serious face, "No matter what, I believe in you, please don't make me feel that this is a wrong decision." Then left the room. Chen Linfeng sat alone in the study, flipping through the medical records left by his father about the Luo family.What particularly caught his attention was that Rollo's late mother, Du Lisa, had a history of severe hysteria, and it seemed that there was also a very strange genetic disease in her family - intermittent amnesia. Before he officially took over the position of being the family physician of the Luo family, he had heard some rumors about the Luo family, but he didn't pay special attention to them at the time. Du Lisa committed suicide! Just thirteen years ago, Du Lisa was found dead in her bedroom. The police ruled that she committed suicide, but some people said that the wife was murdered by her husband because she had an affair with someone. Of course, whether this is true or not, it is a fact that the Luo family often quarrels. Some people who are familiar with the Luo family will always say that Master Luo is very troubled by his wife's seemingly endless hysteria. 但是不管杜莉莎到底是因为长期歇斯底里症而厌世，还是因外遇曝光而羞愤自杀，或者被人谋害致死，这些事都已经过去很久了，她早已不在这个世上，而罗老爷也已经过世。他唯一在意的是，根据他打听到的这些说法，在杜莉莎自杀的当天，唯一待在家里的只有当时年仅十岁的罗洛。 一股心疼的感觉顿时从他胸中涌上来，一个那么年幼的孩子，竟然亲眼目睹了母亲的死，而且还是那种可怕的死法，这会是多么残酷的事啊！ 他整理着那些病历以及他从各处收集到的剪报资料。突然，一些文件从某本笔记本里滑落到地上，他立刻蹲在地上捡拾。突然，一张照片吸引了他。 那张照片上是十多年前年幼的罗洛，他童稚的脸上没有那个年纪该有的天真和无邪，照片上的他面无表情，一双大大的眼睛直勾勾地盯着前方，看起来十分阴沉。 He turned to the back of the photo, and it said "Rolo, taken in the garden at home at the age of eleven". Rollo's mother died when he was ten, so he can understand why Rollo doesn't look happy in this photo.He sat down on the chair behind him, burying himself back in the wide chair back. 然后他像是想起什么似的，开始在桌上的文件中翻找，很快便翻出了另一张照片。 The person in the photo was Rollo's mother, Du Lisa. Looking at the two photos, he found that Rollo looked very similar to his mother.他想起那幅莉莉的画像，那幅画中的女孩就有着跟这母子俩一模一样的长相。But he checked, and the Luo family did not have a daughter, only Luo Luo, the only son. He raised his head, closed his eyes, and sorted out the chaotic thoughts in his mind. The name "Lily" is actually very similar to "Dulissa". Is this just an ordinary coincidence?or does it mean something?他直觉感到莉莉与罗洛的母亲之间必然有着某种不同寻常的关联，只是他还不知道那是什么。 At this moment, the words that the old painter said resurfaced in his mind—— “她从来都不是他的妹妹，他没有妹妹……那幢阴森的大宅内藏着太多的秘密，那些秘密压得他喘不过去来，压得所有住在那里面的人，还有我和你，都喘不过气来……他太过信赖他错乱的记忆了，他将她藏了起来，自己却不记得了……” "She was never his sister...never...never...that gloomy mansion hides too many secrets...he hid her..." 他反复咀嚼着老画家说过的话，脑海里忽然闪过一个诡异的念头：罗洛也许有着极端的恋母情结……哦不！他可能因为目睹母亲遭受父亲的虐待并亲眼看着母亲在自己面前自杀，于是他觉得像母亲这般柔弱的女性，应该有个哥哥之类的人来保护，于是他把自己幻想成母亲的“哥哥”，然后寻找和母亲相像的人，以满足自己“保护”的欲望……一定是这样的！ It seems that Rollo suffers from a very rare mental illness. 想到这里，他感觉到心中豁然开朗。然而下一刻，另一个谜团出现在他的脑海中：那幢阴森的大宅内藏着太多的秘密？ What kind of secret is it? Lei Lei walked into the study, but did not see her brother.她注意到哥哥的桌子上颇为凌乱，于是她走过去，将那些杂乱的文件与书本整理好，然后她便看到一只被揉得皱皱的小包裹斜躺在书桌的一角。她觉得那个包装纸图案似乎有些眼熟，于是便将它拿起，突然，里面的东西滑了出来，落在桌子上。 她吓了一跳，心想要是弄坏了哥哥的东西就不妙了，但当她定睛一看，才发现那从包装纸中掉出来的并不是易碎物品，而是两条紫红色的发带。 她将发带从桌上拿起来，那发带上头绣着相当精致的花纹，而边缘则有着可爱的蕾丝滚边。She liked the headband so much that she played with it and wrapped it around her long braid. "What are you doing, Lelei?" At this moment Rollo's voice sounded from behind, startling her, and she turned immediately, but still held the purple hair tie in her hand.Of course Rollo saw it, he strode forward and snatched the hair tie from Lei Lei's hand, and threw it into the wastebasket beside her. "Why did you throw it away, brother?" She looked panic-stricken. "Because it was sent by an annoying person." He said without looking up. "Brother...do you hate that Dr. Chen?" He glanced at her coldly: "That's right." 蕾蕾似乎还想再说些什么，但她没有开口，而是转身跑了出去。 Rollo closed the door, walked back to the table, bent down and picked up the hair tie in the wastebasket. 他看着那发带，脸上流露着复杂的神情。即使当蕾蕾来到这个家后，他也不再能感受到像从前那样单纯的幸福。以往，他只要看着像莉莉的女孩待在自己的身边，只要那样看着，就能让他感到一种心灵上的满足。尽管最后她们总是没有一个人能够像莉莉那样完美，但是他始终深信，他绝对可以找到像莉莉一般完美的女孩。 但最近他的心却变得不安起来。 Can I really find a girl who is exactly like Lily?他原本深信不疑的内心开始有些动摇，他以前怎么会如此相信他可以找得到呢？He questioned, what if there is no one in this world who can be like Lily?He once found three girls who he thought were very similar to Lily, but they always disappointed him in the end.如今，他找到了蕾蕾，但谁能够保证她能永远不背叛他的期望呢？ 他为此感到心烦、焦虑，急于找出这样的改变是因为什么——到底是从什么时候开始，他深信不疑的想法发生了改变呢？ 然后，他看到手上的那条紫红色发带。 It's him! Indeed, everything had changed since that frivolous young doctor had entered his world! 他完全摸不透那个家伙究竟在想什么，他痛恨这样，因为他认为所有事情都应该在自己的掌控之内，一旦事情变得令他无法控制，或是变得跟他原先的期望不同，他就会全盘否定掉并丢弃，但是对那家伙他无法这么做，他不可能像哄小女孩一样把他瞒骗过去，也不可能想个办法把他丢得远远的。 Most importantly, the guy seemed to have noticed something - he even knew of Lily's existence, and he had no idea how he found out. He sat down at the table, threw the hair tie on the table, and sighed softly. He remembered the hand that the man brushed over his forehead when he was sick that day.他此时突然想起来，当时的自己似乎还期待着什么事情，只是他现在想不起他当时到底期待些什么，他只记得那时有种很奇异的感觉流过胸口，而他并不讨厌。 He stared at his wrist, the pain from being held tightly by that big thick hand seemed to still remain, but this time he knew very well that he hadn't been pinched, it was just an illusion.他记得当他被抓住手腕时，他的胸中还有一种紧张的感觉，紧张到想吐，像是胃里有千百只蝴蝶在狂飞，令他感到很不舒服。 那一定是因为自己对那个叫陈林枫的人厌恶到极点的原因，他想。 管家老包曾经有个女儿，但在十年前，她就因为一场海难而下落不明。 当时，他的女儿跟着新婚不久的丈夫上了那艘开往异国的船，腹中还怀着身孕，不幸发生后，女婿的尸首跟船上其他人一起被找到，唯有他的女儿始终杳无音讯。 他很想说服自己，既然没有被找到，那么她或许还活在世界上的某个地方，或许，有一天她会回来，回到自己的身边。 然而他知道，大海一旦夺去了人的挚爱，就总是不愿归还，就算是令人心碎的、死透的尸首，也不愿归还。 没有什么事比得上白发人送黑发人的悲伤，至少对他来说确实如此。For a long time, he let himself wallow in endless grief, and nothing mattered to him anymore.他自觉年岁也高了，也许他该早点追随他的女儿而去。 However, that child's helplessness still made him feel uneasy. 那孩子跟他非亲非故，只不过是生活在他工作的那幢大宅里的小孩而已，他有爱他的双亲，良好的教养，家庭环境也很富裕，他看起来像是什么都有了，什么都不缺，但是他却明白，那孩子其实很寂寞，他什么都没有，什么都缺。 Although his parents loved him, but in their own way, they rarely listened to the child's weak voice. He wasn't someone to the kid, so he could only watch from the sidelines.他无法干涉，也无权干涉，所以他只能看着那个孩子一步步走向自我毁灭，而他却无力阻止。 他为那个孩子犯下的错误收拾残局，为他抹去一切犯罪的证据。他知道自己这么做只能让那个孩子在罪恶中愈陷愈深，但是一旦要他想象着那个孩子遭到法律制裁时的情景，他就难以狠心揭发那孩子的罪行。 对于这幢阴森的、掩埋着许多秘密的大宅，他是没有任何感情可言的，他甚至对它有些恐惧，他总是觉得在漆黑的楼道或是某个房间里，有可怕的幽灵存在。This house is cursed!要不然，曾经的女主人怎么会无缘无故地自杀，男主人在一夜之间变得疯癫，然后抽搐而死？而现在轮到年轻的男主人了。 他也想过离开这里，可是一看到那个孩子苍白的脸和孤独的身影，他的心肠一下子就软了。 Lonely, he loved that child deeply, and he felt that he was his only relative. “老包，你可以当我的爷爷吗？”在中庭的喷水池旁，蕾蕾眨着漂亮的灰褐色眼睛对老管家这么问着，将他从那些久远的、不堪的回忆中唤回现实。 "What did you say, Miss Lei Lei?" He wondered if he heard it wrong. "I mean, I want Lao Bao to be my grandfather." Lei Lei approached Lao Bao, raised her head and said. "why?" 蕾蕾走向水池，坐在池畔边，将手放进冰凉的水中，轻轻地说：“因为老包，跟我死去的爷爷很像。” 老包安静地看着她。 “孤儿院的人说，妈妈一生下我就死掉了，她们说，当时我妈妈因为海难被冲到海边，一直撑到生下我才去世，后来是一个老爷爷在照顾我。但是有一天，爷爷睡着了，”她停下在水中搅拌的手，神色悲伤地说，“再也没有醒过来。” 老包的眼皮跳动了一下，黑色的瞳仁突然闪过一丝动摇：海难？ "Miss Lei Lei, do you know the name of your biological mother?" She shook her head: "I don't know, and neither do the people in the orphanage. However, I wear this all the time... This is what my mother was wearing at the time." It was a delicate Buddha statue. "This is the only valuable thing on me, but no matter how hard life is, I still don't want to sell it, because it is the only gift my mother left me..." 老包颤抖着双手，紧握着那尊佛像：“当然……当然……这是您亲生母亲唯一留给您的东西啊……” Lei Lei smiled and put away the Buddha statue. "Old Bao, do you think brother loves me?" "Uh...Master Luo Luo loves Miss Lei Lei very much, and the old man can see that." But he knew that this sentence was simply deceiving himself. “不对，”蕾蕾说着，“哥哥虽然很疼我，但是，他看的不是我……有的时候……我觉得哥哥很可怕……就像这幢