After staying in Sheng Qingyuan's room for a long time, Jiang prison took her to another room.

A room full of her birthday presents.

Before coming, Jiang prison told her that Sheng Qingyuan prepared birthday gifts for her every year and bought a lot of things.

In this room, there are birthday gifts.

And birthday cake.

"Every year, he will take me to celebrate your birthday, buy a real cake for everyone to eat, and then let someone make a model cake for you to keep. In this way, he can ensure that it is not bad. From your six to nineteen years old, fourteen model cakes are here for fourteen years."

"And your birthday gifts every year are carefully selected by him. Each one should be selected for a month or two or even longer."

Jiang prison took out a beautiful and exquisite Princess Doll from the glass cabinet and handed it to Lu tingwan.

"This is your ninth birthday present."

Lu tingwan looked at the Pink Princess Doll in front of him and slowly reached out to pick it up.

"In this ancient castle, his most precious thing is about you. Usually when I touch him, he will hit me."

"He often shows off your kindness to me, saying you are beautiful and cute, saying you are smart. Obviously I don't know you, but you are the only topic between me and him except work."

"So I know when he bought these gifts, what meaning and ceremony they carry."

"What he likes most is the painting room and here, because the things in these two places are closest to you."

Listening to Jiang prison's words and looking at the gifts in his hand, Lu tingnight, who had been calm for several days, finally couldn't control his emotions. Tears fell down one by one, and then gradually got out of control.

She bowed her head and buried her face in the Princess Doll, repressing herself from crying, but her shoulders kept shaking.

At first she was just because of these things, but later she began to lose control of her brain.

She thought of her dead grandfather, the empty Sheng family, Lu Yanxiu's choice of work when she needed it most, Shen Nanzhi's deception, Shen Nanzhi's falling career, and her ridiculous self over the years.

In a short month, too much has happened.

These things washed down the wall of her heart like a tide.

Can't afford it anymore.

She couldn't build it herself, and no one helped her rebuild it.

Because Lu Yanxiu, who has sheltered her from the wind and rain and taken care of her for more than ten years, has left her, and she has also left Lu Yanxiu. She has lost her only dependence and really has nothing.

She couldn't accept and forgive him for choosing between her, her grandfather and work.

She can't let go of how much she depends on him and how much she collapses when this happens.

She will still miss the home where she has lived for more than ten years.

But she thought she might not go back for years.

I wouldn't like to see Lu Yanxiu.

Her happiness is not only short-lived, but also always with regrets. The debt to Grandpa and Shen Nanzhi's deception will be the shadow of her life.

And Lu Yanxiu's disappointment.

Jiang prison looked at Lu tingwan, who was depressed. He wanted to comfort, but he didn't know what to do.

"Just cry," said Jiang prison.

He stretched out his hand to her and didn't touch her at last. He just took it back silently, and then looked at her quietly and accompanied her.

The idea of keeping her with him was so strong at this moment that he had made up his mind.

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