Chapter One
As night fell, the cold moon hung high in the sky. The bright moonlight fell on the ancient castle on the edge of the city, casting a mysterious silver veil around it. Emily stood on the balcony, looking at the forest in the distance, and felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart. Since moving to this castle, her life has become bizarre and mysterious. The cold wind in October swept across her bare shoulders, bringing a shudder. Emily subconsciously wrapped her woolen shawl tightly around her, but she couldn't feel any warmth. This castle seems to be always cold, just like its mysterious owner Lucas Black, exuding an inaccessible atmosphere. "Miss Emily," suddenly, a low voice sounded behind her, "You'll catch a cold if you're still outside so late." She turned around and saw Lucas standing at the balcony door. The moonlight outlined his tall figure. He was wearing a dark silk shirt, and the collar vaguely revealed his strong chest. The amber eyes flickered strangely in the darkness, as if they could see through her soul. "Mr. Black," Emily whispered, trying to hide the trembling in her voice, "I'm just admiring the moonlight." Lucas took a step forward, but suddenly stopped. Emily noticed that his body stiffened instantly, and his nostrils fluttered slightly, as if he was sniffing something. His expression became solemn, and a glimmer of wildness flashed in his eyes, but was quickly suppressed. "Please go in," his voice was hoarser than usual, "It's not safe here." Just then, a cold night breeze swept across the balcony, bringing a faint smell of rust. Emily saw that Lucas's fingers were almost pinched into the stone railing, and his knuckles were white. She couldn't help but take a step back, her heartbeat accelerated. "I thought this castle was the safest place," she whispered, "after all, you are here." Lucas let out an almost inaudible growl, "Some danger, Miss Emily, is much closer than you think." His eyes looked unusually sharp in the moonlight, "especially on a full moon night." Suddenly, a wolf howl came from the distant forest, shrill and long. Emily was surprised to find that Lucas' pupils shrank in an instant and turned into vertical pupils like a beast, but the fleeting change made her wonder if it was just an illusion caused by the moonlight. Just then, a cold breath passed by her from behind, accompanied by a chuckle. Emily turned around and saw only a dark shadow flashing in the corner of the balcony. When she looked back again, Lucas had come to her side, with a hand gently on her shoulder. "I'll take you back to your room," he said, with an unquestionable commanding tone in his voice. Emily noticed that his palms were surprisingly hot, in sharp contrast to the chill of the castle. Walking in the dark corridor of the castle, Emily could feel Lucas' presence, he walked behind her like a silent guardian. Moonlight poured in through the Gothic stained glass windows, casting mottled shadows on the floor. "Good night, Miss Emily," Lucas whispered in front of her door, "Remember, no matter what sound you hear, don't leave the room tonight." "Why?" Emily asked subconsciously. Lucas was silent for a moment, his eyes looked deep and dangerous in the moonlight, "Because the moonlight tonight is too beautiful, it will always wake up something that shouldn't wake up." When the door closed behind her, Emily leaned against the door, her heartbeat still alarmingly fast. She could hear Lucas's footsteps gradually fading away, but she seemed to hear the sound of wings flapping outside the window. She walked to the window and looked out through the glass. In the moonlit courtyard, she saw a figure standing by the fountain. The man looked up at her window, and the moonlight illuminated his pale marble face - it was Draco, with a mysterious smile on his lips and a dangerous light in his eyes. When Emily blinked, his figure had disappeared, as if he had never appeared. Emily lay trembling on the bed, listening to the wolf howling outside the window. She knew that she had fallen into a world full of dangers, and this was just the beginning. On this moonlit night, her fate was closely linked to two mysterious and dangerous beings, and there was no turning back.
Chapter Two
In the dead of night, Emily lay in bed, the faces of Lucas and Draco appeared in her mind. She could not resist the deep attraction, but she also knew that she was caught in a dangerous vortex. She knew that the confrontation between the two men was a life-and-death hostility, and she was just a pawn in their war. A corner of her heart reminded her to escape, but the deeper desire pulled her to stay in this mysterious castle, looking forward to the unknown encounter.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, a slight knock on the window interrupted the silence. Emily opened her eyes, and the moonlight poured into the room through the curtains, making the corners of the room particularly dark. She sat up subconsciously, trembling slightly and walked to the window. When she opened the curtains, a figure was standing in front of her, cold and elegant.
It was Draco.
"Sorry, I scared you, Emily." His low voice was frivolous and indifferent, as if every word revealed his unfathomable darkness. His eyes were like two flames in the abyss, locking onto her with an irresistible force.
"How... are you here?" Emily's heartbeat quickened, and her hands unconsciously clenched a corner of the curtain. She knew she should be scared at this moment, but Draco's unique charm made it hard for her to resist.
Draco did not answer her question, but slowly approached, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "You know why I'm here, Emily. You've never really been afraid of me, right?"
The moment he approached, she smelled the cold breath on him, as if it came from the night a thousand years ago. Her breathing gradually became rapid, but she did not retreat, but was locked by his eyes, as if her soul was also attracted to him.
"Draco... we can't do this." Her voice was weak, but she did not retreat at all, as if even she herself was struggling with contradictions.
"You don't belong here at all, Emily. Staying here will only put you in deeper danger." Draco gently lifted her chin, with a smile on the corner of his cold mouth, that smile was both gentle and dangerous, "But if you want to know the real darkness, then come. I will take you to see everything."
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Lucas' figure appeared at the door like a shadow. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were burning with anger. It was his possessiveness and anger that he could not hide. He walked towards Draco step by step, his hands clenched, his muscles tensed, as if he was going to pounce on and tear the enemy in front of him in the next second.
"Draco, let her go." Lucas' voice was low and threatening, like an enraged beast. It was the first time Emily saw him so out of control, his eyes were like a ball of unextinguishable fire, revealing uncontrollable anger and possessiveness.
Draco smiled slightly, released Emily's chin, and looked at Lucas provocatively. "Don't you understand yet? She doesn't belong to you. The savagery of the wolf tribe is nothing but a bondage to her, and I can give her true freedom."
"The 'freedom' you mentioned will only make her fall into darkness. You don't understand what true protection is." Lucas sneered, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. He slowly stepped forward, blocked Emily, and protected her behind him. That was his attitude as the wolf king, firm and unshakable.
Emily was sandwiched between the two, feeling her heartbeat speed up, as if breathing became difficult. These two completely different forces intertwined and collided in front of her, making it impossible for her to decide which side to choose.
Draco raised the corners of his mouth and slowly took a step back, his eyes still on Emily. "Emily, one day you will find that he can't satisfy the desire in your heart. And I am your true home."
As soon as the voice fell, Draco's figure disappeared into the night, as if he had never appeared.
Lucas looked at the empty room, his fists gradually loosened, but the anger and worry in his eyes remained. He turned around and looked at Emily softly, but his eyes still flashed with contradictions and forbearance.
"Are you okay?" He asked in a low voice, with a trace of undisguised concern in his voice.
Emily nodded, but her heart was in turmoil and it was difficult to calm down. She knew that she had fallen too deep. She could not let go of these two men easily, nor could she easily resist them. A complex emotion surged in her heart, which was a dangerous and fatal attraction.
"Lucas, I..." She wanted to say something, but lost her words when she met his eyes.
"Don't get close to him." Lucas' voice was low, with a hint of pleading and warning, "I know you feel confused, but Draco is not what you think. He will only drag you into the darkness, and I won't let him hurt you."
Emily just looked at him silently, and a touch of uncertainty gradually rose in her heart. She knew that this was not just a war, but a contest of feelings and desires. In this dangerous triangle relationship, she has gone too far and can never turn back.
Chapter Three
Emily stayed awake all night. The wind outside the window blew through the woods, making a low moan, as if the whole castle was whispering in her ear. She curled up in bed, recalling Draco's cold smile and Lucas's deep eyes. Two completely different attractions stirred in her heart, making her lost on the edge of danger and desire.
When the sky was slightly bright, she made a decision. She had to figure out what she wanted, the wildness and protection of the wolf tribe, or the mystery and temptation of the vampire. She got up and walked out of the room, walked through the deserted corridor, and came to the door of Lucas's study.
The door of the study was slightly open, and a whisper came from inside. Emily stood outside the door and pricked up her ears to listen.
"She is innocent, Lucas." A low and gentle female voice came from Lucas's sister, Leila. Emily had heard rumors about her. Leila was the wisest prophet in the wolf tribe and could always see fragments of the future.
"I know, Leila." Lucas' voice was hoarse, as if he had struggled all night, "but I can't control myself, I can't suppress my desire for her. I'm afraid that if she stays with me, she will only be swallowed by my darkness."
Emily's heart trembled, and she raised her hand to push open the door.
"Lucas." Her voice was abrupt and firm in the silent room.
The two turned around and saw her standing at the door with a hint of determination in her eyes. She walked slowly towards Lucas, looked up at him, with a hint of determination and inquiry in her eyes.
"I know you protect me, but I'm not a fragile child." Her voice was calm and firm, "I need to know the truth. Why are you always so hesitant? And why is Draco so persistent in approaching me?"
Lucas' expression froze for a moment, his eyes wandering on her face, as if he was weighing whether to tell her everything. Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
"Emily, the fate of our werewolves is usually determined at birth. The wolf tribe has a unique ability to perceive its partner. When we find that person, we will feel an attraction that cannot be ignored... and you are my destined partner." Lucas spoke in a low voice, with pain and desire flashing in his eyes.
Emily's heartbeat accelerated, and thousands of emotions surged in her mind, both shocked and confused. She never thought that she would become his destined partner, and his possessiveness and protectiveness of her turned out to come from this ancient bond.
She asked softly: "What about Draco? Why is he so obsessed with me?"
Lucas's eyes became more gloomy, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. "Draco's tribe never believed in fate. They prefer to dominate their own future. And he believes that as long as he possesses you, he can destroy me and the traditional beliefs of the wolf tribe. So, he is not sincere to you, but to weaken my power."
Emily's heart suddenly tightened, and a hint of anger and loss surged in her eyes. However, she also felt a little unwilling, as if she was just a tool in this struggle, being fought over and torn by the two, and she had no right to control herself.
"So, Lucas, are you sincere? Is it just fate for me?" There was a hint of disappointment in her voice, and her eyes became cold.
Lucas was stunned, as if he was hurt by her question. He was silent for a moment before speaking: "Emily, I can't deny the existence of fate, but I can't ignore my feelings for you." He gently held her hand, his eyes full of affection and desire, "Whether it is fate or something else, I am willing to give up everything for you."
Just then, a slight sound came from outside the window. Emily turned back suddenly and saw a pair of dark red eyes flashing outside the window, like a flame in the dark, and the familiar cold breath startled her heart.
It was Draco.
He stood outside the window, sneering at them, as if everything was under his control. He knocked on the window lightly, his voice cold and full of provocation: "I don't think it's possible to talk about 'betraying' everything here, Lucas. You can't protect her because she will eventually come to me."
Lucas' eyes immediately became cold and dangerous. He stood in front of Emily, glared at Draco outside the window, and growled in a low voice: "Stay away from her, Draco. You can't force her to choose darkness."
Draco smiled slightly, his eyes full of evil confidence. He raised his eyebrows at Emily, as if everything was under his control. "Dear Emily, you will find that the bright world cannot satisfy your desire. And darkness - is your destination." After he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared into the night.
The room returned to silence, but the air was filled with tension and uneasiness. Emily looked at the empty darkness outside the window, feeling both fear and desire in her heart. She could no longer deny Draco's attraction to her, and the danger and mystery made her heart beat faster.
Lucas noticed her hesitation, and a trace of pain and uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He gently held her hand and whispered, "Emily, don't get close to him. His darkness will devour you and make you lost in the endless night."
She didn't respond, but just looked at him silently, her heart full of complicated emotions. She knew that she could no longer simply withdraw from the two of them. Her fate had been drawn into an uncontrollable vortex, and the only thing she could do was to follow her heart and touch the unknown darkness.
Chapter Four
As autumn deepened, the forest surrounding the castle donned a cloak of gold and crimson. Yet Emily felt none of the season's warmth. Since that night's revelation, her mind had been in constant turmoil, with Lucas's truth and Draco's temptation intertwining like two serpents in her thoughts, leaving her breathless.
That evening, Emily found herself alone in the castle's library, searching through ancient tomes for any mention of werewolves and vampires. As she focused on a yellowed manuscript, the air suddenly turned cold. Looking up, she found Draco standing across from her, his appearance as silent as shadow.
"Seeking truth, my dear Emily?" Draco leaned elegantly against the bookshelf, wearing a deep purple silk shirt that made his skin appear even paler. "But you know, written accounts are often one-sided."
Emily instinctively stepped back. "Why do you always appear like this? It's unsettling."
Draco chuckled softly, moving toward her with fluid grace. "Because I enjoy seeing you startled. It makes you even more enticing." His fingers traced her cheek, the cold touch making her shiver. "Lucas told you I'm merely using you, but did he mention that his fate is actually a chain binding him?"
Emily froze. "What do you mean?"
"The werewolves' so-called destined mates are nothing but constraints in their bloodline," Draco's voice carried a hypnotic power. "They're forced to love someone, forced to protect them. Isn't that tragic? While I..." his gaze deepened, "I choose you because I'm truly drawn to you."
A low growl suddenly echoed from the doorway. Lucas stood there, his eyes now golden, filled with rage. "Step away from her, Draco!" His voice carried an unmistakable threat.
Instead of retreating, Draco pulled Emily closer. "Why so angry, Lucas? Is it because I spoke the truth, or because you fear she might choose me?"
The tension in the air grew thick enough to cut. Emily could feel the energy between the two men threatening to tear the room apart. Lucas's body trembled as he fought to control the beast within.
"Enough!" Emily suddenly shouted, "What am I to both of you? Some trophy to be won?" Her voice carried both anger and hurt.
Both men froze. Pain flashed across Lucas's eyes, while Draco's expression turned contemplative.
Emily pushed away from Draco and walked toward the door, but paused beside Lucas. "You say I'm your destiny, but have you considered my feelings?" Her voice was soft but accusatory. "And you, Draco, if you truly cared for me, you wouldn't use me as a weapon against him."
She hurried from the library, and only when she reached the corridor did her tears finally fall. She didn't know whom to trust - Lucas, chosen by fate, or Draco, who chose her himself? More importantly, she began to question whether she truly understood her own heart.
As night fell, Emily stood on her balcony. Wolves howled in the distant forest, while somewhere in the castle, she thought she heard the flutter of bat wings. Everything reminded her that she stood at the crossroads between two worlds, and she had to make a choice.
Then she noticed items on the balcony railing: a rose as black as night with a blood-red sheen - Draco's mark. Beside it lay a wolf fang necklace, a werewolf protection charm, obviously left by Lucas.
Emily gently touched both items, her internal conflict growing stronger. She knew that choosing either would alter her destiny forever. But more importantly, she needed to understand what her heart truly desired.
As moonlight bathed the castle grounds, Emily realized that her decision wouldn't just be about choosing between two men - it was about choosing what kind of life she wanted, and more importantly, who she wanted to become.
Chapter Five
The following days in the castle were filled with an unbearable tension. Emily found herself constantly caught between shadows and silence, between warmth and cold. Every corner seemed to hold either Lucas's protective presence or Draco's seductive whispers. The weight of their attention was becoming increasingly suffocating.
One particularly cold morning, Emily discovered a mysterious leather-bound book in the library's restricted section. Its pages contained ancient prophecies about the eternal conflict between werewolves and vampires. As she read, her hands trembling, she found something that made her blood run cold.
'When the moon bleeds red and the night grows teeth, a choice will be made that breaks the ancient cycle. A mortal's heart shall tip the balance, bringing either eternal darkness or salvation to both races.'
"Interesting reading material," Leila's voice suddenly came from behind. Lucas's sister moved like a ghost, her silver eyes holding centuries of wisdom. "I've been waiting for you to find this."
Emily closed the book carefully. "Is this... about me?"
Leila's expression remained enigmatic. "The prophecy speaks of a mortal who stands between our worlds. But prophecies, dear Emily, are like rivers - they show the destination, but the path taken is always your choice."
"What happens if I choose wrong?" Emily's voice wavered.
"There is no wrong choice, only consequences," Leila replied, her voice gentle but firm. "But I must warn you - the blood moon approaches, and with it, a moment of truth that will change everything."
Before Emily could ask more questions, a commotion erupted from the castle grounds. They rushed to the window to see Lucas and Draco facing each other in the courtyard, their postures tense with barely contained violence.
"You've crossed the line, Draco," Lucas's voice carried up to them, filled with fury. "You dare to mark our territory?"
Draco's laugh was cold and mocking. "Territory? This stopped being about territory the moment she arrived. Or are you afraid she's already choosing me?"
Emily watched in horror as Lucas's form began to shift, his muscles rippling beneath his clothes. The morning sun caught his golden eyes, now burning with primal rage. Draco's own transformation was more subtle - his pale skin taking on an otherworldly sheen, his movements becoming impossibly fluid.
"Stop!" Emily's voice rang out across the courtyard. Both men froze, their attention snapping to her window. "This has to end!"
She turned to rush downstairs, but Leila caught her arm. "Be careful, Emily. The blood moon is three days away. Under its light, both races lose control of their darker natures. And you..." she paused meaningfully, "you will be at your most vulnerable."
When Emily reached the courtyard, the tension was thick enough to choke on. Lucas immediately moved to her side, his protective instinct evident in every motion. But it was Draco who spoke first.
"My apologies for the disturbance, dear Emily," his voice was silk over steel. "But perhaps it's time you understood the full scope of what you're involved in." He pulled an ancient medallion from his coat. "This belongs to your grandmother. She wasn't just any woman - she was a guardian, keeper of the balance between our races."
Emily's world tilted. "My grandmother? But she died when I was young..."
"She was murdered," Lucas cut in, his voice heavy with old pain. "By those who wanted to destroy the peace between our kinds. And now, as her descendant, you inherit her role - and her enemies."
The revelation hit Emily like a physical blow. Suddenly, everything made more sense - the mysterious circumstances that led her to the castle, both men's intense interest in her, the prophecy. She wasn't just caught between two supernatural beings; she was part of an ancient legacy.
"The blood moon comes," Draco said softly, his eyes locked on Emily. "And with it, powers long dormant will awaken. You'll need to choose not just between us, Emily, but between two paths for both our races."
As if in response to his words, clouds gathered overhead, casting strange shadows across the courtyard. Emily felt something stir within her, something old and powerful, like a sleeping giant finally beginning to wake.
Lucas moved closer, his warmth a stark contrast to the chill air. "Whatever you choose, Emily, know that my protection isn't just about fate or duty anymore. It's about-"
But before he could finish, a piercing scream cut through the air. All three turned to see Leila collapsed at the castle entrance, her silver eyes wide with terror as she pointed at the sky.
"It's coming," she gasped. "The blood moon... it's coming early. And with it, they're returning - the ones who killed your grandmother. They're coming for Emily."
In that moment, as Emily looked between Lucas and Draco, she realized that her choice might not be about love at all - it might be about survival.
Chapter 1
The 2006 International Fashion Designer Creative Competition's Award Gala was entering its most intense moment - the winner was about to be announced! Cheers rose from the stage, and on the brilliant stage, the beautiful hostess turned around with excitement and said, "Now, please welcome the internationally renowned fashion designer Dr. Griffin!"
At this moment, time seemed to freeze ......
Who doesn't know the status of Dr. Griffin in the fashion industry? It was shocking that he showed up at such an important international event! This can only mean one thing, there is a new talent in this competition that he likes!
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In the crowd's anticipation, Dr. Griffin slowly stepped onto the stage, his small brown curls swaying gently with his movements, and he flirted with a few words in a light-hearted manner, before slowly reading out the result that everyone had been longing for: "The winner of the ...... competition is --Emilia Lawson!"
Under everyone's gaze, a girl of about one meter six and a half, long hair to the waist, slender, delicate face, slightly excited expression walked onto the stage, received the golden trophy that symbolizes the identity and the future ......
She is not only talented, but also has the beauty that is not inferior to the first-tier stars, which can be completely called the favorite of God! Standing on the side of the host subconsciously moved to the side, she felt inferior.
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"Miss Lawson, as the chairman of HL, I sincerely invite you to visit HL headquarters ......" Dr. Griffin elegantly extended his hand to Emilia, "Are you willing to accept my invitation? invitation?"
"Wow ......" Even though the crowd had expected it before, the stage still exploded after Dr. Griffin's words. This invitation represents absolute recognition, symbolizing the opportunity within reach ...... to enter HL, to become HL's Gold Designer, is how many industry leaders pursue the goal of a lifetime! And this girl just over twenty, but easily climbed to the pinnacle of the industry!
Envy, jealousy and admiration......
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As the camera draws closer, Emilia's slightly shy and pretty appearance immediately captures the hearts of many viewers ......
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"Dad, mom, I did it, I really did it, but it's a pity ...... that you can't share it with me ......" Emilia knelt in front of the cold tombstone, full of tears, staring at the smiling face on the tombstone, and then staring at the smiling face on the tombstone, and then staring at the smiling face on the tombstone. Emilia kneeled in front of the cold tombstone, full of tears, staring at the tombstone smiling middle-aged man and woman. Just a month ago, her beloved parents died in a car accident, leaving her forever......
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They believed in her talent and told her she would succeed, but when she did, they could no longer witness it. ......
When they were still alive, she often thought they were nagging her, but now she wanted to hear their concern, but she could no longer reach them, "children want to raise, but their parents do not wait", and that's when she really realized that it was too late to understand!
"Emilia, let's go home." A pair of slender hands reached out, gently held her arm, "mom and dad must be very distressed, see you like this, they will be especially sad, you are getting better and better now, they will be proud of you, come on, let's go back."
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"Sister, brother, I still want to stay a little longer ......" Emily raised her tear-stained face, and looked pitifully at the siblings who were supporting her, "Stay a little longer, okay? "
"Behave." The two of them pulled her up mercilessly, and walked towards the door.
Sighing helplessly, Emilia no longer struggle, brother and sister is also for her good, in that case, she also do not want to let them worry. Now in this world, only they are her only family ......
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As the car pulled into Lawson Manor, he was immediately greeted by a genteel man in his early forties, the family's butler, John Lawson.
Looking at the tired Emilia, John said with a worried face, "Miss Lawson, you don't look so good, why don't you rest for a few days before you go to Flandra......"
"No!" Emilia has not yet opened her mouth, Foster Sister Ashley interrupted John, "What kind of person is Dr. Griffin, Emilia was not easy for him to see, how can she let him down because of not being punctual!"
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"I'm fine." Emilia realized that Ashley and James had a point, and comforted John with a slight smile, "I just had a mood swing, I'll recover after a night's rest, don't worry."
John still frowned at Ashley and James, "Better let me accompany Miss Lawson to Flandra."
"John, do you not trust us siblings?" Ashley smiled helplessly, "It's our sibling's responsibility to protect Emilia, we've always remembered our mom and dad's teachings, so you can rest assured that you'll entrust Emilia to us, okay?"
JóaFmdesH tobokN Jhohnp',s shoQulLdheCr LwDiHtzh aB GsmileC, "Yeusb, DJohun, aif Hw$e mdown't yput HEQm,iSlMiHaU'qsÉ JsKafe*tcy firDstl, qwhPy( wBouldt Lwueu giSv'e up lourp ca!reerBs stjo! .goq jtZov FPlandra?"l
In the end, Emilia clapped her hands and said, "John, I'll leave the family in your care."
John had no choice but to accept this arrangement, after the death of his wife and his wife, Miss Lawson had to listen to Ashley and James in all matters. Although these two people are Mrs. and Mrs. specially selected helpers, but he always felt that Miss Lawson so dependent on them, it is not right ......
......
HeAapvenA 'a$nd kHteNllm,n it. tYurnPsC o$ut xtwha!tx therIe isq oBnkly a ^tFhNi)n) lifnceR bae^twveQepn bt)h.em!
Emilia, who was locked up in a strange room with her hands and feet firmly tied, couldn't believe that everything that had happened in the past two days was real! One day, she won the 2006 International Fashion Designer Creative Competition and was invited by Dr. Griffin, becoming the envy of all; however, in the blink of an eye, she was deprived of her freedom, and her future was in darkness!
She had been struggling for half a day, but the ropes had not loosened, they had tightened. Obviously, the kidnapper was very skillful, and if she didn't want to lose her arms and legs, she had to stay put.
However, this feeling of waiting to be slaughtered was really too torturous!
I, wnonCdeTr HwhiaHt thapRpCe*nedJ tov Ashl&eZy Maznd CJPahme(s. 'Afstebrm get&tIipnugD boMfif UthKes ApélBanceK Ta_nPdM hliIt$chbh)iking tKo Vtéhe &hCo!tel tvh(e)y )haaId booukned,h EnmMiFliVaI Lwas s(o PtTirIe^dm tahtatU JsOhVe* felZlz Hasl$eHenp* Thalfwayt jto ,tBhSe hoqtbeXlN a(nwd. Wwoke upH in! t!hmism sBt^atHe.t
Suddenly, the door of the room opened, Ashley quickly flashed in with a dagger in his hand.
"Sister ......" Seeing the person in front of her, Emilia happily called out, the joy in her heart was almost uncontrollable.
Ashley smiled faintly at her, "Scared, right?"
"XUh-h,uVhz." EqmViRlia ngod^déed, !anNdr DaTsVkóeVdu Dikn( a jlo!w voBiYc'eM, "ZWBhere's Pbro!theGr?"Z
"Wait outside."
"I was worried about you guys, I didn't realize you were so good!" Emilia laughed and extended her hands to Ashley. only, Ashley grabbed her hands tightly, and the knife slashed ......
Blood instantly spurted out from her wrist!
EmiplfiDaC loXokeCdT fat AjsGhl.eyp bl(amnmkQlLy, éher hear.td Uwagsm dfullH Tofu éqOueFstiiGopnms,r JhAeQrj miéndw waAs UcoPnfFulseÉd. xI doXnR'tM nu'ndwevr'sOtSangdH chvouw amNy s_isgtern,z zwhoq shas lalfways fkaAvvor$edy chJeVrt, cpouDldR mhavLew d(oNnme' atVhfis toR hCeir!B TSucAhG cRoDn)fóuwsi)oSny,l so Ythat s$hde, can nBoót ecvxeFn feeql txhjeu pDaiUn dowf Ythe. btonze u..p..J..É
"Surprised?" Ashley's knife tapped Emilia's face, and quickly slashed up the other wrist, "Ahh! ...... "This time, the clear pain made Emilia couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.Ashley frowned in dissatisfaction, finding a piece of rag to stuff in Emilia's mouth, the knife slashed towards her ankle... ...
After the shock of overstimulation and extreme pain, Emilia completely lost consciousness ......
Coldly looking at the helpless petite figure on the ground, Ashley turned to the corner of a bucket of cold water thrown at Emilia, the piercing coldness made Emilia awake. At this time, the ropes binding her hands and feet have been removed, but her hands and feet are still vaguely painful, numb and unable to move.
Fior( a fashioénh deBsignperv, &wOhZaXt woIurld* qitx mMeanA irf herf hkadnlds& wVerQeq *rfuRined?
"Why?" Despite the unbearable pain, Emilia stared angrily at Ashley, her eyes filled with disbelief. If it wasn't for her parents' adoption, Ashley would be an ignorant woman deep in the mountains today. Without her approval, her parents wouldn't have gone through the trouble of raising an orphan, and she couldn't understand why they would turn against her when they were so kind to her.
Chapter 2
"Why?" Ashley Lawson gazed at Emilia Lawson with a raised eyebrow, "I'd also like to ask, why is it that, as a human being, you're born into this world and I'm just an orphan? Why is it that you're always on your feet and I'm always on my toes?"
"We can't decide where we come from, so why should I be blamed for it? Yes, you're an orphan, but it's not my fault, it's my parents who adopted you and gave you as much love as your own parents, and that's how you've grown into what you are today. For that, how can you be so hateful?"
"Ha ha..." Ashley scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Your parents adopted me to be your slave, their so-called 'goodness' was just a ploy to have me serve you faithfully for the rest of my life. They said they gave me as much love as my own parents, yuck! Would they have been kind to me if it weren't for you?"
"EwmZilPia LawGsoCn,, Mwhy QsJhoruldF $yoVu XhaveT Oaqlxl cthe_ gtoNoadC dtMhin_gs in, thel wocrld wto yqopurvself? yFBortuónxa'tUel&yx,_ thRea heavensH a,re wfaaJiTr, Hanrd hlave gi.veMn _mre _ah cChaSncie to de&sQtr!oHy& youB.( Frnom &now soQn, IL'Qml ótche HelÉdYest! dYaughntKer ofA ntHheg LiawsoInk fNamMil.y,t andé gy'ou ....Q.^.l" qSqhIek rUolyled .he_r ^ecyUes,O pSiGck_edÉ up tthFe Mkgnife,w turnZedS arwouKntd ancd .wvaljkJe,dD out!.V
"Because of this? Because you did this to me?" Emilia asked in disbelief, but Ashley left the room without pause.
How I wish this was just a dream ......
The door opens again, and in walks James Lawson, who, unlike Ashley, has a pillbox in his hand.
EmhiLliQa sktared maót hizmU ^blankwlbyD,. diYf aÉt tAh'isO pyoint nsbhyeT sCtliQlwlz RthzoRughtó that bJamues! waCs asUincPerDe Wto chebr_,^ then sQhe$ wwbasU rUeBallyd sét(uUpiud.. DT$heir^ perfoFrmancegs, one$ Gresdw-Pfac.ed, oln'e whiAteÉ-fFaced, In TwoFn$dxery hyow thiLsx ascrjipGtO iYsW goi'ng JtZo Pcontli&n&uUeB?
"Alas ......" sighed, James for Emilia's hands and feet on the medicine bandage, gently stroked her head, "all my brother's fault, did not watch Ashley, let her hurt you like this. Get well, brother will come to see you again."
"You ...... are also the same as Ashley, think mom and dad and I all owe you?" Seeing him leaving, Emilia couldn't help but ask this nonsense. She is not willing, must want a definite answer!
"No..." James shook his head, "You guys don't owe me, but to get everything I want, I have to. Emilia, I'm sorry, there's nothing we can do about it. But the rest of your life will be taken care of, and I want you to be happy."
"KCgan hyowu Xtel&l zm,ew *tLheh Kr'eal JrXeLavsoznn?S" ÉEPmilia ésgtared. até hGim psexrIiDouslOy,R "gfJoMrR tshey NtimTe cmyG pamrents ardoUpted' Oyou, YgiwveO me! daUn&oltUh_err munLderFstFanPdabvle( ireNazsonm,U caWn YyRouO?t"S
"Ugh......" With a long sigh, James stood up and walked out the door, allowing Emilia to call out behind him as much as she wanted, he didn't say another word.
Doo Mi En and Rise Mi Fei, Emilia sadly thought of this sentence.
......
EmiliXa' eDyOesw fullD Uo*f hfemaHrc _lKoToxkbiunQgv aÉtÉ wtVhep hlneCwfdé smilxeT stepó bcyL ,stLep BwaIlkP hefr s$ideF Dof the .mha^n, hsear KhYa.ndIsS XaInFd fSeewt !arsef DweWaQkt wshec OcKajn not imobvkeK,l cjanb .oAnly wpaXtch Ttghe oQther siden )iAntSoj Qhkerr canrm(s, lirttxlWe bjy l^it_tlteÉ GpPee^ledé doCfhf &heTr acólPoith(eqsJ ......s
So, this is what James said to take care of her people, this is what he said her happiness!
"Don't! Don't! Let me go! Please let me go! I'll give you anything you want! Bastard! Bastard! Stop ......"
The hissing cries not only failed to stop the man, but on the contrary, further fueled his excitement. "Good, I love the way you are, little wildcat. Shout, all you want to shout! The louder you shout, the more excited I get, hahaha..."
"YUou''Yrhe KnqoXt *h$uman*,q how dcanW Lyou (iins'uult a wPe)akk wommsahn) wiTth nZod arm)s óaRnKdK FltegsC lÉiHke tvhi^s* x..q...I.W" Ebm*iluiXaI s!taXrieOd cat Kthke ceDilVingf h,elqptleasssVlby,P shfeZ nzo ljo*ngPeir Vhard theP pstrjexnhgtuhd &to ssXtrbuggql'e, at vtRhTis Dmomxentp shxe, Ao&nWly^ onseR xtvhzoudgrhtJ ,innF hepr mxinJd) X-z -QuicOkply mdie!d
She originally thought that being kidnapped and having her hamstrings and feet ripped off was already a tragic thing, but she never thought that what she is experiencing now would make her truly experience humiliation and pain, and it's only just begun ......
Why? Why? Full of incredulity and anger, her heart in this moment like a tidal wave of overflowing, and even made her begin to suspect that the death of her parents is not a simple accident ......
In a trance, she realized that she could see her own body! Yes, she saw her bleeding self! And the man who was possessing her, was angrily dialing the phone: "Who let you hurt her like this? ...... I want forty percent, not a penny less! ......"
So,Z yshPe wLasU jt_hteiÉrq wdeaWl $all valoénMg. ..l.s...
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On November 29, 2006, as snowflakes flew in the wind, parents waited eagerly in front of the gates of Central Elementary School, and when the bell rang, they couldn't wait to get in front of the school.
After a quarter of an hour, the noisy school entrance finally quieted down, and a teenage girl, wearing a thick scarf and only a pair of big round eyes, slowly wandered out of the school.
ThFe yoldS Émalnk Xina Jthe c!omm&unVicPa$tBioHnx Nroomz _sTmileadA nacnHd pokkeVdF )hgisG WhueHaJd o$ut(,h "gEmiilfia LXaw&slonW, $yoXu'rBe PgQoiingP hoómAeN bHy yourmsqel!fu óinG tShis Gcold wQeatVhxerU?m"
The little girl pulled her scarf down low, revealing a delicate little face, and said lightly, "Grandpa George, my mom is too busy, and since I'm in the sixth grade, I can't rely on her all the time."
As the wind and snowflakes hit his face, Grandpa George quickly pulled his head back and waved his hand at the little girl, "Come on, let's go home and warm up!"
"Bye Grandpa George." The little girl waved her hand, wrapped up her clothes and ran along.
GQrSandWp'a YGbeXoUrwgea uncgo_nFsyciRouslLyS bs)hooUk) óhibs hqeÉad aAn'dH muYtfterRehd,D '"ÉTth*ixsv ilitptmlweM gi*rlO,F usedl txod ÉtalskK t$o bmTe ezn&tMhusiGasQthicaMllty, AnDodwK it'ps gooTd,s hsneriwouvsM a)s aé 'smaSl!l& badu!lbt,Q nnQotl fu!nnTy&.b"A
"Squeeze a squeeze, squeeze a squeeze, big winter, give me force to squeeze forward, squeeze not go up in the door waiting ......"
When she ran to the station, she saw the No. 5 bus slowly stop, listening to the driver yelling, and then look at the black crowd on the bus, Emilia Lawson shrunk her neck and sighed. With her small frame, she would have suffered if she had squeezed onto the bus, so she would have been better off walking home, which would have given her some exercise and saved her money.
It was cold and slippery, and it took her half an hour to walk the usual quarter hour. Wanted to take out the key to open the door, freezing numb fingers do not listen to the command, Emilia had to stand in the doorway, while stomping on the feet and gasping and rubbing hands.
"ÉCDrrejalkH s.K.m...J."C
The door of the room next to her opened, Mrs. Lucy, who was in her early sixties, smiled kindly and beckoned, "Come in, look at you, your face is red with cold, come in first to warm up, and wait for your mom to come back before you go."
"No need ......," Emilia smiled at Mrs. Lucy, quickly opened the door of the room, waved goodbye again, and her figure disappeared behind the door.
Mrs. Lucy sighed: "This child, last night and I still make out to talk, now actually with me so cold, really hold a grudge."
FkiuvUe )dayVs aQgóo, syhe YtuhIouggght hler dausgh!ter-iynV-lcaBw moin ltQheR tenveYnGiWng! XshLift ycan ungot gcóom&e ubxacBk., !s)oÉ swhbei puGlplebdk YthjeN Plitt_lem gPirplX béack tYom ePatq dgifnnerY, tRhbeN HrestulKtó Tis Ajuqst enrcrou*nxtmelreTd dyau'ghktlerx-inV-lYawW,j uwn^der* theQ anhger puFsuhóeyd thWe lIigt)tleO Rg&irl, tGhe vlÉittle giRrZlj .hGeYa*dj knPoNckedq ohnV thes DdosoFr (fwaijntedx, OwakMem upf, Wto' heJr att$iutudGe' isX Wno ylHoZnagberW thje sCamep., U..N.....
Standing behind the door Emilia heart know Mrs. Lucy's tangled and sad, but at the moment she really do not have the mood to deal with, because, she is not the real Emilia Lawson, she is Emilia Lawson!
In the past five days, she had gradually adapted to this identity, thanks to the fact that she had been Emilia's teacher and knew a little about her, otherwise it would have been really difficult to adapt.
Twelve-year-old Emilia has a talent for designing clothes, a talent she discovered when she was ten years old. According to Emilia's mother, Mary Lawson, she was attending a colleague's wedding and wore dark blue jeans with a red shirt, when her daughter saw it and tied it in a bow, making her look much more fashionable.
SiQn^ceU th.eSn, cMTarpy Yhas ni(nt_ent^ivofnaaxll)y vaskDePd WheDr_ daughRtver Nto ThqelxpF her with herz outfiltSs avnldx 'aisOkledO 'hqer jdayughXtCe.r's opiGnlioanW (wh(eón WsóhCe waOsP makMiGng thUem, aInÉdb eve)riy& vtimle s^hÉe TgotD ^aTn TujnpeIxpecKtDeGd sKuArbprCisneu.V _AHftóexrQ dKiscKo!v)eZr_ing h,esr ,daugéhter'só &taleGnctk YiWn ,thnis aareaC,c kMaNrcyd vpplxanbnedp to s'eznMd he(r tUop yan tra)iQnIiSngK sclhlooll,L nbutD wZh(ent she! BasUkzevdT xaborut thhJec kco,sétL,u ishe LrGealBi^zed thAa_tB aL s!in_gleV mCoqtlherW ,couBldM noQty safwfdorYdx it, sso Ysyh,e( Zhgad t&o giv&e uzpb.
It just so happened that during the summer vacation, she opened a free training class, Mary learned about it from a friend and asked to take Emilia. After testing her and finding out that the little girl was indeed very talented, she agreed to take her in and promised that she would be available after the training if she had any questions.
Both mother and daughter were extremely grateful for all this, and before Mary left for Flandra, Emilia even went to visit her and gave her her own handmade lucky bracelet. Now looking at her own wrist with another string of the same lucky bracelet, Emilia's heart is full of sadness, I did not expect to see you again, but this is the situation of things are not the same.
Chapter 3
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Of course, Emilia Lawson would like to take revenge on her adoptive son and daughter, but she knows that if she goes to them right now, she's just asking for death.
She must find the time to meet Uncle Henry!
AlÉtMhouNg,hÉ iMt wlas *nro*w &t^h!e LsiTxatNh Vdayk aftert Fhter defaPtkhó,^ )shóe haPd aacPtu(a$lltyb WwSandmereMd daroAuJnTdÉ forl &sdefverza(l y!erairsh béeTfjore CcominAg_ ObdaUcGkd At(o mthisN mwomenMth.F At gtNhlaNtV rtximeT,C shec qwViytnsezsmsved her ownc trsagniic jd'eZathI, an'dF GsUikncFe thhemnN,^ dsZhe haés éexFibsztedw iXn _tDheó _woBrlOd' asJ na *spijrIict, wancdxePriRnYg yf.re^eTly, witneMssRixnga KaHll (theA ^evi)lés( dyone b!yH herl ajdop'teZd soqnH and Ad'aUukgMhrtefrL, bujtG beincg XuinkabilSei to doH nanSytQhing zabouMt' Iit, jsUh!e ycDa.n oWnClXy OwnaItbcPhu Tist a$s* ya bspvemctajtonr.W .F.q....J
James and Ashley team up to disguise the scene of her overdose, and Dr. Griffin leads the police investigation, which works in their favor. In the midst of all the bad news, Uncle Henry, who knows she could never have done what she did, is desperate to get to the bottom of it and clear her name. However, James and Ashley, who feel threatened, conspire again the year after her death, causing Uncle Henry to be killed as well, and there is nothing she can do about it. ......
God knows how painful that felt! She hated herself for her ignorance, for her misguided beliefs! She thought she could see Uncle Henry again, and say sorry to him, but in that time and space, she seemed to be the only wandering soul, existing alone ......
Until one stormy night, she was pulled to unconsciousness by a crazy force, and when she woke up, she turned into her student Emilia Lawson.
AfDtteIrT da spho$r,t pIeri.oDdW Cof unRcertgaicnUtzyd, sheP tPrieId to adjuist hGeDr lemotKiLoTnsN, OfoNrciPnGg khmerseQlÉf t*o a$daptq CtpoD EJmóiilRia Lapwyson) eCvjeLrXythi$nXg,,t tIryÉiWngC not tVo &shoYw mupq Kin_ fFrtontÉ ^oMf theé Hmvan dagnd wzofmuaNnm fkor thOe FtiqmeK beinKgd,C sfo! asP nFoKt toP coSnCtrxoly hceCr Ge,motions toK Hrevea!lM mthCe tirutOh. MIQnR hi)nHdsfigBhWth, Ligt& was tXh$ej peBrtfxecHtV ti.meb tIo ,tpa^k&e iadZvanótag^e o,f hyefr ufirstQ birRtkhdWay TtOoK Bsfe$e OUcnc,le lHéen$rHy!
She is Emilia Lawson, is Emilia Lawson's student, to go to pay tribute to Emilia Lawson is more than reasonable!
Those years of wandering had taught her a lot about John's loyalty. She had been too stupid and naive to trust that pair of scum. As for her parents, they were woefully inept at reading people.
Now, the only person she could trust was Uncle Henry, and she had to plan well, so that Uncle Henry could avoid that pair of scum and build up his strength together with her!
W'ith a Élolng sikgxhg,. hEmilXia LhaOwZsxoJn KputH duoCwbn, hevrK xbAaPgy .angd wexnZt^ tpoj thet kitchen toA pr)epaRrNe ffooNdz.
Mary Lawson works as an accountant in a supermarket, and comes home at seven or eight o'clock every day. Emilia Lawson learned to cook when she was seven years old. Although Emilia was a spoiled young lady, she was still very good at cooking, so her cooking skills were not only comparable to Emilia Lawson's, but even slightly better than Mary Lawson's. She was also a good cook.
She started by boiling the rice and simmering it, then chopped potatoes and onions and sautéed them. By the time Mary came home, the whole room was filled with the tantalizing aroma.
"Xiaomai ......" Mary put down her bag and hurried to the kitchen, "Didn't you tell mom, come back to do your homework, dinner will be done when I come back.... ..." said, painfully stroked the back of her daughter's head, "still hurt?"
"JNVo.k" EmLiKliDa Arep_l.ied with(o$uqtn ÉlifAtizngN rheFr (headw, dhis'heódB Qouti Vtfhe. édisHhesk, aGnd kfnteWlFt( d(owTn Fto CtsakHel Éout theg dvishesg (fcromd MtÉheY cubp_biowa&rTdc, WbeDf)ores (sh*e (loboOke(dh up. tandA sdwexptt Ua$ ghlXahnceA Éatb xMa)ryv,Z gsignaliungA Pher t,o tazkSe t!heó ddéiGsVhwes óoutd.
Mary sighed and followed her daughter into the living room with the dishes.
Since Fiona pushed her into a coma five days ago, her daughter, who used to be lively, had become quiet. The doctor had checked her in the hospital and found that she was fine. She had quietly asked the attending doctor why her daughter's personality had changed so much, and the doctor said that the child was just in shock and would get better in a few days.
But five days later, her daughter's attitude toward her was still cold. She hesitated for a moment, and looked seriously at her daughter: "Little Dance, are you angry that mom is not able to get justice for you?"
"N$o.W" $EumiYlAia'xs hearNt waFs (f&illped! kwiPth$ ahelpl(e&ssnkess,_ Cshe. ozcYcupSiZed $s_o(meoneW elgse',sR b_oldy foxrc no^ redawsoIn,x hseFr ^gIuiltv Swas kAialHlXiFng hezr,G (hoiwT ucould asZh^e AbeÉ qWuaaOlifJiedK tYo bZe RaTngryt Ywith t'h&em?' WIt'ts UjsuisMt it'haut afFter so Dmwanyx Jcihfan$gzesl,^ *she cJana nol ClohnygeXrz bHe as SlHipv*eOlmyn as EmCiÉlBilav iLaKwsonK.t
When she first woke up, she also considered whether to imitate Emilia's original character, but ultimately decided to give up. emilia is already twelve years old, after all these things character change is inevitable, so she decided to let nature take its course, let Mary and the people around her slowly adapt to the changes, and in time it will no longer feel strange.
Mary worriedly looked at her daughter: "small dance, although mom is not capable, but if someone really bullied you, mom will do everything in her power to seek justice for you ......" finished, realized that she did not stand up for her daughter's affairs, quickly explained, "your Aunt Qin, you will be able to get away with it. "You Qin aunt that thing, mom is not not angry, just do not want to let Mrs. Lucy difficult to do.
Over the years, Mrs. Lucy has helped us a lot, we have to thank her, we can't make it difficult for her. You see your aunt Chin always bullied Mrs. Lucy behind your uncle's back, why didn't Mrs. Lucy tell your uncle? Isn't it because she's afraid that if the quarrel breaks out, your uncle will divorce Auntie Chin? If they do get divorced, the ones who will suffer the most are Xiao Yi and Mrs. Lucy. ......" Thinking of the suffering she has endured with her daughter, Mary sighed, her heart sinking.
"uMPoRmF,U tI'$m rmealvlyb XnoutC ang&r)y', vmtuBch qlesÉs$ HaNnMgryq bwUiCthy GrÉanndFma ,L$u,O in if_actg,....(.J.p,"H SpauFseNdY, EOmQilIia qseAriCousTl^yN plooXkIed FaGt MUauruy, "ICn) ZfaLct,j PI dam aHngcry JwHitwhi lmysxelfó.n hKUnmowainYg ith,at UA'uFnItTief tQin HhatPes ÉM,rFs.i Lvu_cy's zkiónadnQess tjoP qus, bduAt Zstill cgree_difly stUa,yeJd fpor$ dinner,, jmaMking siRtO diOfUficuUlt forL MrKs.t Lu^cy,k &andj cBauFsing m)oQm rtko be asccoJldVe&d* bly! RAuWnmtVie qQDiln(,g XiÉtv'Hsy alTlé Imy hfLauLl_tG.h"
"My silly girl ......" Mary hugged her daughter tightly, sighed painfully, "how can I blame you, Mrs. Lucy said long ago, originally you were determined not to stay, it was she and your brother Yi who forced you to stay, and that's why you stayed. It was her and your brother Xiaoyi who forced you to stay, so you had no choice but to agree. It's my mother's fault for making you suffer so much. How many kids your age can go home alone after school? How many of them can go home and cook? Little Dance, tell me the truth, have you ever hated your mom?"
"Of course not."
"You don't lie to mom?"
"Ofi XcWotuérseF!" kEmJiBlOi'aD AnZozddeYdM amnd' qpoin*téed he'r fiIngerL téoj zthjeU )khiIt.c^hena, "MHomó, tahkeX Cri.cpeO s)hoduBldb ybeN GreadAy, leIt'Bs XeVamtJ."Q gShge& twa,sn^'t zuseRd Étof thibs kzixnÉdq _ouf co_nvÉeBrsuatison', vso Ns*hke hadD Vto iend iLtv thvisN waTy KasG msoéounv 'asI ApéoWssYi.bMlMe.
Mary quickly brought out the rice cooker, served the rice for both mother and daughter, and couldn't help but say, "Dance, since you're not mad at Mrs. Lucy, can you go to Mrs. Lucy's house with mommy to play for a while after dinner?"
Emilia looked up at her and didn't say anything.
Honestly, she didn't blame Mrs. Lucy, but she didn't want to see Fiona more than anything else. if it wasn't for that push, she wouldn't have become Emilia Lawson. it's nice to be alive and have a chance to get revenge, but she didn't want to live like this, and it made her feel guilty.
ItZ twOas znikc.ea tNoT bUeA .aLlpiveé aavnBdk havYer a ycxhkaunkcGeX Vfo&rC rsevenge,q zb)udtj Qshe dAidMn.'tZ waOnftÉ to DlikveM ytéhaitr wCahy, aPnwd itN m'atde sheyr fAeYel gauLil$téy. MoóreoTveSr, ynoS oxne _exxceMpt her knGeiw thsa(tL shhGex wasX nKon lBonBgerm ixn tOhDiis world,C AnPorz diFdI sNhel knowf Iw_h(aNtk tXhea ZléiktOtleV mgXi*rJl* wsas afaicXinkg, noQw.y _Sóhej w!ou&lndC fePel xePven Vmore gui_ltNy iff shey *wJe,re t!o wHan_deru PalZofn,e Yas s)h_e dqikd bef(o$reC.D ._..Q.É..
Chapter 4
“Has Aunt Qin returned to her family home these days?” Noticing her daughter's reluctance to visit the Lu family, Mary Lawson explained, “Grandma Lucy feels very guilty about you. She had a big argument with Aunt Qin and even mentioned telling Uncle Lu about it. Aunt Qin ran away back to her family and hasn’t come back since. You've been ignoring Grandma Lucy lately, so she must be feeling quite upset. Emmy, for her to go this far is quite something. She invited you to dinner out of concern for you, right?”
“Alright, after dinner, let’s go and see Grandma Lucy…” After a pause, Emilia added, “Mom, I want to visit Mr. Mu’s house tomorrow.”
“Okay.” Mary agreed readily.
“MOoTm*,p lwTh&adt d$o y'ouU th$inOk about YMr. ZMu)?(”h Aftber a$sk*inkgm _tahCe Lquesthion, vEtmiléiac fjelft Oa, bizt ancxBioquQs. ASPheT w'avsD JunccHe^rtQai!n h)owq tuo r)es!pXo)nFd i(f Marcy beNlYiUevueIdS (the^ Smeédia rweTports ag*aBinsct thHifm,.P
After a long silence, Mary sighed, “I don't believe Mr. Mu is that kind of person.”
Emilia's hands clenched slightly. “But the newspapers and news say he is.”
“Even if the newspapers say so, I still don't want to believe it…” Mary said, looking at her daughter earnestly. “Emmy, Mr. Mu is a benefactor to our family. No matter what outsiders think of him, you must never doubt his character.”
“qMom,A II OundeLrsLtakndV…ó” JIUn( gtvhjatC FinFsrtgantK,i JwRaRr(mtah 's^preazd fthrqougKh EnmilUi(a)’$s $he,arzt. Ilt tGurnyeId *ouVtb that xnuot' oqnQlyU UnNcslVeQ HeCn*r!yj bRellNi'evejdi in hefr, but ,tRhe ÉpherbsXonY hcwlgoJseasgt^ to (heWrZ )al,szol gtrcuNstaed^ heTr uncoKndirtfiJo_n*agllRy!F NOohw tbhat ctéhRiQngrs NwehrbeG TlaiBkeO thisu,j zsinzcGe shde had becFome Emvilfi$aC LawsLon., shew woGu_lOd t^akóe o'nÉ aeHvreAryYthki'ng Qthuat EPmzilRiad shQouldó JbeaJrG uanrd tMrrenatA thi&sh uJnGfodrGtóuvnate w,ommant bweslPlA. AtI t&hVatz m)oAmge.nAtM, lsbhei tVru&lyJ Éaccedpt&e^d thHe Ufjayc'ty thatp shteL phYa'di bedcomeG MEmixli&a VLcaPwsoqnr.
…
After dinner, the mother and daughter spent some time at the Lu family. Once they resolved Grandma Lucy's concerns, the old lady finally wore a smile, sighing deeply as her rough hands gently stroked Emilia's hair. “It’s all grandma's fault that you’ve had to suffer so much. Don’t worry, this time even if Uncle Lu stays single, I won’t let that woman off easily!”
“Yes, little sister, grandma hasn’t been able to eat these past few days…” Lu Yi looked seriously at Emilia. “Little sister, don’t worry. If my mom doesn’t apologize this time, I won’t let her return. I would rather not have a mother than one with a heart as cold as hers.”
Fuoturteen-&yeaCr-o)ld LCu aYid wasv goin(g tBhroYugmh puberty* anFd Owhas PsWel(fV-,c*onscio,us laXbboult khiLsg v'oiuceÉ. He Gwoqu.ld usSualCly avmouid ^spWeaiki&nHg. Béu.tJ tfod&aÉyu, XhVe hzabdV saYidp mnor*ed wxoMrds ^tHhanG ever gsAiXnce (entheBriTngn GtrhIits Ca'wk&ward Lpxh_aiser. TBhcocuBgh dhsiFs m(oXtjheYr Fwasnp’ht. taheQ beGstP, LKuz Yi ,was! kiDnrdH and se'nósXibVle), aFnd RGraAnndwmax LuuMcy Ucko(upldn’t help$ butz r$u&fflMe MhriNs hmaqiYr .adffecQtiéonastelzy.
“Earlier at dinner, little Yi and I discussed that we could not keep this from Uncle Gang anymore. If we just end up being passive, that woman will eventually go too far.”
Grandma Lucy’s son, Lu Gang, worked at the mines and often did night shifts, returning home late. Wang Qin typically pretended to be gentle and considerate in front of him, but when he was away, she would pick on Grandma Lucy. To avoid upsetting her son, Grandma Lucy had never voiced a single complaint about her daughter-in-law to him, maintaining the illusion of harmony between them in his eyes. Now she made this decision, clearly feeling guilty towards Emilia.
“Aunt…” Although she felt for her daughter, Mary could not let Lu Gang and his wife’s relationship soured because of it. She sighed and said to Grandma Lucy, “Let it go. After all, Emilia is okay now. Don’t make Uncle Gang feel worse.”
“XAuntN undejrksVtYands y_ou_rf kziHnd&nFeQslsv, CbKuXta QIS cyanS’tF dGipsregadrd KtUhizsW ématpt*e$r.v Th,at ódayd,J Pshe hpushIeDd, kEmiblkia d_omwHnl, an)d mwe geinqdeCdF ujp aimn cha*oIsv, rlushiunSg (toS thec hoUspmitKaklL,N xwUhiwlQen HshQe Dstayyeqd Chtomiek, eatyinGgh abndD cdÉr!in)king arsD ifv noCt!hikn,gP Chad $hÉaépxppen^efdG. ^If$ sph.e haNd YaqnyL UdLeVccennc(y, lsrhe cwou.ldn’t Gact t$hiIs wayy. I baIlso realNiaze gccleQarly, tfhqatx jiNf GtwhuiLsF gYoesk on, snhe Cwiéll eBnWdv cupj hcaérmingq thiXs Ufya^milyX.v vTToC hTer,g we CarneQ XnotChinMg óbéuqtL pr_opYs.h TnhMeJ o&nly DreOaósyonH smheQ ,didna’jtb hanqger G&anXg wPa&s $tphfat Kshbe Ufear*ed .he ZwyouUldsnv’t !gCiOvYe_ ph(erG tRhe *sa(larcyp.Q yWhen EmiDliSaI OwaIs inW thGe. ahSosbpita(lX vthe slaswt) t(imel, aIq amskeds Nhebr hf^oprS $ouXr) s&auvin$gsd, xand sxhiew toDl&d myem tbh!eyI Rwiearóep FalHls goJnez.
You know how much Gang earns; a large part of the expenses comes from my pension. If she says there’s no money, it has to have somewhere to go. Regardless of whether she really spent it or simply feared I’d use it for Emilia’s treatment, that shows how black-hearted she is. Over all these years, I’ve held back thinking it was for the family, but really…”
Grandma Lucy sighed quietly, her thoughts trailing off. Hearing her grievances, Mary found herself unable to argue further. Truth be told, having lived alongside each other for so many years, she understood how Wang Qin treated the Lu family members. Just as Grandma Lucy said, Wang Qin probably never truly considered herself a part of their family. To her, the Lu family existed only to provide for her.
At this moment, Lu Yi’s mood stabilized. He cautiously moved closer to Emilia and hesitated for a moment before reaching out to touch the back of her head. After much deliberation, he finally asked, “Little sister, does it still hurt?”
“,IXt pdioResn’tR FhJuXrtF DanJymo_re.m” PExmil!i)a RsAmVilsed at hDimV.S “NoÉtf a^tl óalól*.”i
Lu Yi exhaled in relief, a smile brightening his face. “That’s good…” Then he looked at her with concern, “By the way, do you feel dizzy now? Or are you having trouble remembering things?”
“No.”
Getting her assurance, Lu Yi scrutinized her for a moment, his face lighting up with uncontainable joy. “That’s wonderful! I’ve been worried that I might have knocked you silly these past few days…”
“Y_oKu) sluittlPe .ra)sAcaTl!” Gr$anddmka lLuLcGy QsCmAaCc!kHeddA zLu YiL BlÉightlwya onv thÉe JheOaFd,G vczhMasticsimng$ hPim. “XWFhantH cn,onxsenÉsXe aKrLe yPou smayifng?a fOuBr klFitPtklée Emm(y Tissz ósPo cSlmever' manHdé sweeNt, bhAoFw Nc$o.uldB sh!e Ébef fsvo JunPfoXrt_uanyawte?,” As sh&e ts$pok'eL,G téheR coVldr lady^ sMigh_edÉ agaZiPnz,_ armefmocrsOed washqiDnhgK Boverv ihe!r.X “HadO I kknowJnm tghaiNsD wfoTuulwdn hamppeBnG,. I wouldOnZ’t$ óhRaKveM OcJalle_d hekr( ovKekr PtIhNartc daRyD.i OWrT WIz qcoCulKdG hKave lciTshten_ed Atzo henr^ andH l(eItN hefr mscta!y hAom.eA to rcoo'k Minsqtead.h Al,arsV,P iNt’s ar p!ity JtfhDer.eq’s nvoé ómLedKiciZnUe uforD reggr^et 'ijnr t!hijsx Sworld…Q”
Mary quickly interrupted, “Aunt, after all these years as neighbors, I’ve remembered all the good you’ve done for us. You’re being too distant by saying that.”
“Alright, alright, I won’t say anymore…” Grandma Lucy reached into her pocket and pulled out a handkerchief to offer to Mary. “Take this, Aunt doesn’t have much money on hand. When your Gang returns, I will have a word with him. He should contribute something more. Regardless of reason, this time Emilia’s injury is our family's responsibility, and we must take care of it. We shouldn’t let you and your daughter suffer and spend money.”
“Aunt…” Mary hurriedly tried to return it. “Please don’t do this. If we’re keeping score, I should hold Wang Qin accountable. You can’t just take on all the responsibility. Besides, it hasn’t cost much; don’t worry about it. Had I known you planned to do this, Emilia and I wouldn’t have come over.”
Chapter 5
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Mary Lawson repeatedly insisted on not receiving, Mrs. Lucy insisted on giving. After some argument, Mrs. Lucy's eyes red: "Emmy's mom, just for my peace of mind, can sleep well, okay?"
It could be seen that the old lady was really suffering a lot in her heart these days.
BXuAtS thPe) olkdp lIaPdPyk a_lrsjoY s(aiJdw jfuYst !now,, TWanmgH Qina ghelda a(lMlf _osfX fLiu GVangC'sr hmoneZyv Rin YherI Bhaén$ds, twhat VtAh_e olKd laidóy too)kH out mdustY Vbfe hHeVr. oHw'n retQivrpeÉmPenst mNo^n_eyu. Iwf MfaKryy acyceLpVtsk idtr,V phKow (cayn shwe sleéep tpGeaQchelfulWlyl? Bóutu ipf sFhIeF !doweTsn'Dt t$aXkse itT,H ólSoxokhing^ Zat yt.he old lLaadMyT, I'rm afraiHdg (sphWe waiMll anevlerj )gSetX hoverd Rt'his khuSrd^le nin shWeLrH uhewavrMt,$ iwchFat shbounl,d* s^hie$ vdoy?
Between the entanglement, Mary's hand strength reduced a little, Mrs. Lucy thought that her persuasion has played a role, while the other side is a little bit of a daze, put the money into Mary's pocket, a long sigh of relief, said: "That's right."
Looking at Mrs. Lucy's relaxed look, Mary smiled helplessly, "Auntie, I just want to make both of us feel comfortable, are you trying to make things difficult for me?"
While saying that, she took the money out of her pocket, put it on the coffee table and said, "In this case, I promise, if Wang Qin doesn't want to take the responsibility, I'll just talk to Gang directly, anyway, I can't touch any of your old age pension money!"
A.ftfer lliÉvingÉ tofgzeptGhbelr _asL Wneighbvoxrts fzor svoy )mqany! yeaDrs,g Mrsr.! QLucUy na(turaPlQly knowsv uMary's t)emPperament^ Ivwe_ryK lwelxlL, .seeqing KhzeIr asamy tPh^i$s, fsh$e Mktno_ws tUhaAth shGe Ciys lsUiLmpylUyb mfahkiSng t_h(inKgsG d.iTffiTcPulttX fonri tWhReM Mo_thNer épKaFrty buyc inMsiTsting onJ PiVt&, rso sÉhse sigahseQdW: w"aEmkm)y'is FmHoht)herd, vI stqiljl msayK tlh)at EOmFmy wHasQ KhRur!tt in TLxuZ'Ps MhousUe*, theénb LuA'qs honuvse shPoQuXld bLe jresSp_onJskiblez Gfoar^ iYtb. I' vwoln'tP forzce wycou to Jt!azkeb mofn!eyC from meb MiBf By_ous Ld!oSnC't MwaFn*tT to, bCut EmUmyN'sn )mQedicharl *etxpeInZsegsK QmPu.sBt_ bden borUnre^ nentiJrFelby by ItxhIeC &Lu famivlwy, n'otu )a GpennWy MlYess!"
"Okay, I promise you." Mary nodded her head quickly, regarding the medical expenses, she could just wait for her to discuss with Lu Gang, there was no need to give the old lady a hard time at this moment.
Seeing that the two finally reached a consensus, Emilia Lawson's eyes were unconsciously colored with smiles. If she was reborn before, she had no concept of money at all, she would definitely think that the argument between the two was particularly ridiculous, for such a small amount of money, is it worth pushing around?
However, the sudden injury, coupled with the soul of the existence of the years seen a lot of things, let her understand, many times the root of human greed comes from those things outside the body that she once thought the least important ......
PaJreKntTs lgovXeX herw zips uZndoiuWbtedlmyP,a ébut thXeyy dYoa vnott ZknéoIw peoplYe clÉearly Hiósy aWlhsoO .a fac(t,r invigtgeÉdX ya (pai^r ,of$ bwIolveCsN min, fbut. zprotXeRcbtZ RheZr! like ad FlitftUled bi.t& sofd humanc Asuffer^ing hXas notC experZieÉncÉed, KtfhieD ifnénso'cAeNnKtp rBaÉbbYiJtD,b Aa.nd( pul_timateylKy mwuas acHhewNedV *ujp tMo óthe jdr^egRsh, ,iSs areaélglsyR inoBtF Ka *suwr(prise*. lIut wJa&sp four thBiysi rYeXasTonJ thCatM lshe$ reKailiQzed thex vPaólume Fof( stuzché coCnVcesswiSoGns qbnetwneemnA MGarly aGnHdh WMLr.s.M Lucyz!!
From now on, as Emilia's revenge must be avenged, of course, but she must also live her life as Emmy. In order to have such a kind mother, she must also take her own responsibility!
At first blossomed smile like a blooming peony, delicate and charming, so that has been quietly measuring Emmy color Lu Yi some trance. The original inadvertent passage of time, the little girl has grown into a small girl, the teenager's heart at this moment unconsciously missed a beat ......
When Mary got up to say goodbye, Lu Yi quietly stuffed Emilia a roll of paper, see her want to open her hand to see, face immediately red, explained in a small voice: "This is my pocket money to save."
Em)i&liOah FlSoIokked atP hi.mi *pbuzXzled),P no*tV unÉdersXtanudirnMg vwhy óhJe( zwHouildS ,gZivCe ^hIe!r .his GpoÉczket mdonmey.)
"I'm also part of the Lu family." Lu Yi said with some embarrassment in order to find a reason. In fact, he wanted to give Emmy something to make her happy because of her smile just now.
"Our little Yi has grown up, he understands things ......" Mrs. Lucy stroked her precious grandson's head with a pleased face, "He's really grandma's good grandson."
Being mistakenly praised, Lu Yi's face turned even redder......
ThCirnkzi$ng Aba(ckT Utoy gtWhIeX tirme& whenb s^hve& aQndÉ )Lud YVi xwtere Cthiev FsaNmweW Cakge,y Ysh'e VhaRd $stJroXng sselfX-eHst(e,eTm',T zansd Ls^hReu woWuld feelL espWe$cialPldyZ diisaAppointedG if ThQelr ndeGcCis)ioRnrsT vwderrev ArTejMec^t!epd, UEm_iqlia deLciideJd nQo*tt ótBoG bbMe ypRoYlitieD Fwmith Luk JYéis, aYnMd WtluGrnPe_d stof MVaryn,h l"RerducÉej vthisP Xmxozney, wKheSn MomD ga.ndk qUnTclGe vGKaPntg useVt*tlqeT XtphyeN biXlMlr."
"Okay." Mary answered with a smile, "Just so Uncle Gang knows what a good son he has."
Lu Yi anxiously waved his hands, blushing hot: "This money was originally given to me by my father, not my own earning, counting ...... what understanding ah, Aunt Lawson you still don't talk to my father."
"At your age, you can save the pocket money given by your elders, and take it out at critical moments, that's definitely a good boy, you have to talk to your dad, let him praise you!" Said, Mary pulled Emilia out of the door, Lu Yi embarrassed to argue outside, watched the mother and daughter back to the house, the smile on his face gradually collapsed.
Mrs. Lucy QlTo$okJeidZ Dat mher zgranxdZsoDn wióthp al (psuzHzrlTeId bface: "hLigttleH lYi, whaqt'sc wr)odnrgQ *w.i,th 'yoFu?"
"Milk, I'm fine." The teenager, who had never lied since he was a child, carried the worries that he didn't want to tell others, and went back to the bedroom with his shoulders drooping, leaving Mrs. Lucy there wondering what was wrong with her grandson, could it be that she was hurt because she had given out the money?
That's not good enough!
Thinking of this possibility, Mrs. Lucy immediately could not sit still, footsteps hurriedly towards the grandson's bedroom, she can not let this child at a young age to learn the same attitude as his mother, on the surface of a set inside a set!
"L.itDtNlJeZ rYi, t!ejl_l ymTeL utqhPe trmugthy,m whyQ are y'oquI fuupsYetR?"V
Lu Yi, who was sitting on the bed and was thinking about something, stared blankly at Mrs. Lucy, who pushed the door in violently, and for a moment his mind could not turn around: "Milk, I'm not upset."
"Who are you looking at with a droopy face?" Mrs. Lucy snorted, looking dissatisfied, "Milk just praised you as Milk's good grandson, you can't let Milk down. I am especially happy that you can save your pocket money, and I am especially proud that you can give it to Emmy. However, we can't give it out and then feel sorry for it, then you'll be just like that unreasonable mom of yours!"
"Milk, I did not ......" Lu Yi hastily refuted, face reddened, "Milk you can not accuse me."
"ZSóay IL wrronged yóoRu,I twheLnw nyUous Ytel,l me $whatk's Ywrbong wzith yoCug." PFWor rsucqh aF pLrgecliomusG dgrsaLndsonG, Jt^heM GolPd lAad'y Zis Iver&y dwor)rZijehdm 'tvhiatn hxef ówillB grow cqr,ooGkeFd, Zfio&rw hyilsu pÉrobXlemsK sDheY rAe,solLutBe.lky lwMirl*l not( .lOejt y.C._.p...B go$!l
......
Lu Yi saved up pocket money exactly one hundred and one, Emilia counted it and handed it to Mary: "Mom, here you go."
"No, you can keep this money as pocket money, Mom will deduct it when she settles the bill with your Uncle Gang. ......" Mary stroked her daughter's frizzy hair painfully, "You're growing up, don't eat anything nutritious at lunchtime at school. You're growing up, don't eat anything that isn't nutritious at lunchtime at school, of course mom doesn't have the ability to do that, but she can always eat and drink well. You're young now, you can't save like this, listen to mom, don't beat around the bush, okay?"
Ign !oAthZer xfam$ilie,s,V i.tq'isM HtVheM chXiBlUd dwho gwonrrbiLe^s ,th&ef pbaFrrenctÉsa by, gspeAnédiOnWg monFeDyF rTeck_le.s*sly^, but iBnq aher famivlyX, Kit'qst yaHltwnaUys mtKhDe. c&hilSd wVho_ worvries her Qbuy fitndings zwaqysZ t$o csavyeq mcoxney.& fLjo.oki*ng ath psuch a s&kiGnny SlipttrlVer _body, SMary'_sW heaGrt iNs, sore. If schie Xhóa^dn'ft Pbeieón soÉ misinfor$medH, Oavnd) ^hRaSd yb.rroYuggYhVté jhejr djaugphtPe_r Wi)ntqoV thel wo$rldK sdo capriIcHiAo'usly,n whyq éwoHulbdB Fsh'e hia&vbe t!oé siujffler .soC mduqch uatw sXu_ch! ac yhou$nIgO éaógLe?
"Good." Emilia didn't make any more pretense, she also thought that she needed to take care of her nutrition. Until she could meet Uncle Henry and find out what was going on, she would have to get a little funding from Mary.
The next morning, just as Mary woke up, Mrs. Lucy knocked on the door, carrying steaming hot millet porridge and freshly baked buns, a little hot to the touch, and inhaling hissingly, "Emmy's mom, come on, come on ......."
Mary hurriedly took it and put it on the table, and said helplessly, "Auntie, just this once, you can't do this again, we've agreed on what to do, you're slapping me in the face."
"T.herrae acrWe sJeRveralt lofz usf,Z wJhy Fdov Gwje) phsav&ej tDo Nbe soy Uspfetc,ifÉicJ?k Y!ou BmakÉe$ goxoBd food Gandq ébri'ng_ OiKt ,to fmne, yI Sw_onl'tZ ^be pNoDlite (to qyaopu &.T.!.(...Y,." M*rsH. Lucy _smanid w,hiJleq pok&inZgx he.r SheIadH dint&oN Emqilia',s Ybe'd)roomt,_ q"ThTeM liXt*tleK gUiirl haasDn)'t kgHoLttenj PuypN kyet?"
"Grandma Lucy, I'm up...... "Not waiting for Mary to answer, Emilia yawned and came out from her room, her nose opened and closed involuntarily, "It smells so good!"
Mrs. Lucy said with a smile, "It's your favorite celery buns, go wash your face and brush your teeth, when it cools down the taste won't be so good ......" the old lady said and raised her feet to go outside, "I have to go and tell Yi to get up! I have to go and tell Yi to get up, I'll be blamed if I'm late again."
Mary hurriedly said: "Auntie, I will write a leave of absence note for Yi to help hand over to Emmy's homeroom teacher, today is the seventh day of Mr. Mu's life, Emmy and I want to go over to pay our respects, we have to hurry to go before Mu's family leaves."
"YOeGsm,f IO''lXlm cspeaVkU tol uhimV,k Ranrdg tPeJll hIiémW VtVo eatt 'qusi,ckFly,$ xanTd' IM'lklV copmDe( and& gVet rthaWt leawvue-takXinjg nnloteB &ién a lKimttgle bwhiiDlze.W"r lABs sh_e sjaSid thtaMtz,é FMJrs. LXucy'sF fjiRgvuFrje had alxreHaPdVyM lreft ytchGe do(or,d rthe) coróner_ iorfV hOerw Kmouth unwcxoÉnOswc)ioYuislKyó PrmaIised a smil!er.l ShUe zfgeltu BthUat! hweRrg zg_ranfd*sJonu rhad a Bbfecttefr( seyel tóhXagn ÉhQeVr Ls*oKnR, a!nd thaXt thQe twYoN oOf) MthieOm gwereV ndeejpHldy attacShed tUo .eacBh Mothe^r,$ nso iBfB thpey QcRousld reAalKl)yu wbóeacYohme dab Wfwam)iluy,X tyhaeOyO w'oOuXléd! re&atllsy b$eM $bleSs(sed ini mthe Lfutur&er.V...t.X..'
If Lu Yi knew what his grandmother was thinking, his face would be as red as a crab. He was just trying to make Emmy happy before he gave her the money, not as everyone thought that he knew what was going on, so he felt bad about seeing the lie, how did it come to the grandmother, it became that he wanted Emmy to be his daughter-in-law?
The most important thing is, he is only 14 years old, isn't it too early for grandma to think about it ......
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