"Also, Jun Ziyi and Shanqinyi, when she was 7 years old, she met her life. She and Qin Mei grew up, but her life never loved her, she only put her life on the ground.

She was like a sister. On the day when Mingyi got married, she hugged the piano and committed suicide by jumping into the lake."

He pointed to the ranking piece by piece and told her. One story after another of Jun's family, but the more she heard the more she became more and more frightened. In addition to being shocked, there seemed to be a kind of sensation in her heart.

sad.

What kind of family is the Jun family? Among the Jun family he told, they found their fate, but ended their lives after not getting the love of fate.

It seems...being born for love, and eventually dying for love.

When he finished the story, her face turned slightly pale, and there was an indescribable pain in her chest, and a stream of water filled her eyes, as if it would turn into tears at any time.

"What's wrong? Are these stories sad for you?" His fingers gently stroked the end of her eyes.

"Well." She nodded honestly, "They are so pitiful and too persistent." If they hadn't insisted on someone's love so persistently, it might not have ended the tragedy.

"Pity?" He suddenly sneered, "Xiao Xu, do you think this is pitiful? If they are pitiful, then what are the Jun family members who have never even found in Ming Yi?"

Lu Xiaoxu bit her lip, "Even if fortune teller doesn't fall in love with them, there is no need to die!" She has experienced the death of her relatives, so in her cognition, there is nothing more valuable than life.

"They can find other life support. The world is so big that they can always find what they love and love their life support!"

She said seriously, but her seriousness made him laugh at the corners of his lips. From beginning to end, he had been deliberately misleading her, so she had such a thought.

"Not everyone can become a basis for fate. For the people of the Jun family, the basis for fate can only have one in their life." Jun Jinchen said.

Lu Xiaoxu was surprised, with a confused look on her face. "Only" means a kind of passivity, which means that even if she wants to fall in love with other people, is it impossible?

But Jun Jinchen did not continue to explain, but took her hand and walked towards the deeper part of the ancestral hall.

It was a very long channel, with various monitoring instruments on both sides of the channel, and every distance, there was a door that required a password and fingerprint to pass.

It can be seen how tight the defense is here.

After walking for about 5 minutes, he stopped in front of a door carved with complex patterns. This door looked very ancient and exuded a sense of history.

"Apart from the Jun family, the only one who can enter here is life." Jun Jinchen said to Lu Xiaoxu.

"Ah?" She was stunned. Only Mingyi could enter here? Because she was Jinchen's Mingyi, she could enter, "Where is Qiqi? Has she been in there too?"

In Lu Xiaoxu's understanding, since his friend is the one who Jun Jinyan loves, then naturally the Jun family's fate is still there.

"No, she can't go in." Jun Jinchen said, looking at Lu Xiaoxu's puzzled gaze, one by one, and slowly said, "Because she is not the fate."

"How could it be? Didn't Jun Jinyan love Qiqi so much? Isn't it just..." Before she finished speaking, his hand had already pushed open the door in front of him and pulled her into it.

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Lu Xiaoxu's voice stopped abruptly, and he stared at the room in front of him. Unlike the previous hall, there were no tablets, not even coffins, etc. The room in front of him was better to say

It's more like an exhibition hall, with glass cabinets, and there are all kinds of different things in the glass cabinet, including jade bracelets, mottled and rusty iron swords, and some have turned yellow due to corrosion, which looks a bit brittle and cracked.

The long skirt and cups inlaid with precious gems... all kinds of different items are dazzling.

Lu Xiaoxu couldn't help but ask, "These things are..."

"They are all those people on the tablets in the hall before, and their favorite items during their lifetime." Jun Jinchen said, "If one day, I die, then my tablets will be placed in that hall, and I have

Something you own will be placed here too.”

Her heart suddenly tightened, and when the word "death" was spit out of his mouth, it made her feel unforgettable.

She didn't like him saying this word, as if he would leave her at any time!

She had had enough of her relatives' feelings of leaving, so she took a step forward, hugged his waist vigorously, and buried her face in his arms.

She hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to embed herself completely into his body.

"Don't always think about what happens after death, let alone the word 'death'." She muttered in his arms.

Is this...Mingyi's love? He lowered his eyes and looked at her in his arms. After a while, when she understood everything, would she still hold him like this? Will she still remember her promise to her

Have you ever lived? Will you still love him like this?

His hands that were hanging beside him were clenched tightly into a fist, and with all his willpower, he restrained himself from hugging her. Once he hugged him, he was afraid that he would retreat and would not have the courage to tell her.

Everything comes.

"Xiao Xu, here, in addition to the items you loved during your lifetime left by the ancestors of the Jun family, there are also their notes." Jun Jinchen said after a while. If possible, he wanted to stand like this.

Let her carry it until the end of the world.

"Note?" Her head raised from his arms.

"Do you want to see?" His voice was like an ice spring, penetrated into her eardrums.

Those letters of ancestors... the letters they wrote down by the Jun family will still be preserved until now? It can be said that when they came to this ancestral hall today, she brought too much surprise and surprise to her.

"I want to see." She nodded and answered him.

His eyes closed gently, as if he was thinking, as if he was hesitating, and as if he was brewing enough courage.

When he opened his eyes again, the bottom of his eyes was already quiet, as if it was a bottomless pool of death, making people unable to see the slightest thoughts of him at this moment.

He held her hand and took her to the wall on one side. There were rows of glass cabinets displayed here, each with handwritten notes, some written on bamboo slips and some written on silk

Some are also written on yellowed paper.

These letters are well preserved. Although some of the words on them are blurred and some ancient words she doesn't even recognize, they can still make up a general meaning.
Chapter completed!