"Also, Jun Ziyi, who is good at qinyi, met her Mingyi when she was 7 years old. She and Mingyi grew up together with Qin Mei, but her Mingyi never loved her and only regarded her as a lover.

She was like a younger sister. On the day Mingyi got married, she held Qin in her arms and threw herself into the lake."

He pointed at the rows one by one and talked to her. One story after another about the Jun family, but the more she listened, the more frightened she became. Besides being frightened, there seemed to be a kind of feeling in her heart.

sad.

What kind of family is the Jun family? In the Jun family he told, they found their Mingyi, but ended their lives after not receiving Mingyi's love.

It's like... he was born for love and died for love in the end.

When he finished his story, her face turned slightly pale, and there was an indescribable pain in her chest, and her eyes were filled with moisture, as if they would turn into tears and fall at any time.

"What's wrong? Do these stories make you sad?" His fingers gently touched the end of her eyes.

"Yeah." She nodded honestly, "They are too pitiful and too persistent." If they weren't so persistent in insisting on one person's love, maybe it wouldn't have ended in tragedy.

"Pity?" He suddenly sneered, "Xiao Xu, do you think this is pity? If they are pity, then what are those Jun family members who have never even found their fate?"

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

"They can find other life support. The world is so big, they can always find someone they love and love them!"

She said very seriously, and her seriousness made him laugh at himself. From the beginning to the end, he had been deliberately misleading her, so she had such a view.

"Not everyone can become a Mingyi. For people in the Jun family, there can only be one Mingyi in a lifetime." Jun Jinchen said.

Lu Xiaoxu was surprised, with a puzzled face. "Can only have" represents a kind of passivity. Does it mean that even if you want to fall in love with someone else, is it impossible?

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

It was a very long passage. On both sides of the passage, there were various monitoring instruments. At intervals, there would be a door that required a password and fingerprint to pass through.

This shows how tight the defenses are here.

After walking for about 5 minutes, he stopped in front of a door with intricate carvings. This door looked very ancient and exuded an aura of history.

"Except for people from the Jun family, the only ones who can enter here are those who are ordered to do so." Jun Jinchen said to Lu Xiaoxu.

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

In Lu Xiaoxu's understanding, since his friend is the one Jun Jinyan loves, he naturally follows the Jun family's fate.

"No, she can't go in." Jun Jinchen said, looking at Lu Xiaoxu's doubtful eyes, he slowly said word by word, "Because she is not a life dependant."

"How could it be? Doesn't Jun Jinyan clearly love Qiqi so much? Isn't Mingyi..." Before she could finish her words, his hand had already pushed open the door in front of her and pulled her in.

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Lu Xiaoxu's voice stopped suddenly, and he looked at the room in front of him blankly. Different from the previous hall, there were no tablets in this room, let alone coffins. The room in front of him, it is better to say

It is more like an exhibition hall, with glass cabinets. There are various things in the glass cabinets, including jade bracelets, mottled and rusty iron swords, and some that have turned yellow due to corrosion and look a little brittle.

A long dress, a cup inlaid with precious stones...all different items, dazzling to see.

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

"These are the favorite items of those who were on the memorial tablets in the hall before." Jun Jinchen said, "If one day, I die, then my tablet will also be placed in that hall, and I once

An item you once owned will also be placed here."

Her heart suddenly tightened, and when the word "death" came out of his mouth, she felt panicked for no reason.

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

She had had enough of the feeling of her loved ones leaving, so - she took a sudden step forward, hugged his waist forcefully, and buried her face in his arms.

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

"Don't keep thinking about what happens after death, let alone the word 'death'." She murmured 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?

Is it something that happened in the past? Will you still love him so much?

His hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly into fists, and he used all his willpower to restrain himself from hugging her. Once he hugged her, he was afraid that he would retreat and not have the courage to tell her

Everything comes.

"Xiao Xu, in addition to the beloved items left by the ancestors of the Jun family, here are also their notes." Jun Jinchen said after a long while. If possible, he wanted to just stand like this.

Let her hold her until eternity.

"Notes?" She raised her head from his arms.

"Want to see it?" His voice was like an icy spring, penetrating her eardrums.

The handwritten notes of those ancestors... the handwritten notes they wrote, can the Jun family still keep them to this day? It can be said that coming to this ancestral hall today has brought her too much surprise and surprise.

"Want to see." She nodded and answered him.

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

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already filled with silence, like a bottomless pool of death, making it impossible to discern the slightest bit of his thoughts at the moment.

He held her hand and led her to the wall on one side, where rows of glass cabinets were displayed. In each cabinet, there were notebooks, some written on bamboo slips and some written on silk.

, and some were written on yellowed paper.

These handwritten notes were all well preserved. Although some of the words on them were blurred, and she didn't even recognize some of the ancient characters, she could still make up a general meaning.
Chapter completed!