Lu Xiaoxu looked at these manuscripts, but the more he looked at them, the more confused he became. There were many words that appeared on the manuscripts, including "life dependence" and "pain".

If you can't find your life support, you can't control the pain in your body... There are many manuscripts stating this meaning, and only by finding your life support can you get rid of this pain.

Some of the letters contain the joy of finding one's destiny.

These notebooks are like some emotional essays, some are very long, and some only have a few words. Under each notebook, there is a label, and the label is the name of the owner of the notebook.

Lu Xiaoxu saw Jun Lianduan's name in these letters. Thinking of the story about Jun Lianduan that Jun Jinchen had told before, she couldn't help but walk to the glass cabinet of the letters and read them carefully.

Jun Lian Duan's handwriting is rough and powerful. There are three pieces of notes he left behind. Among the three pieces, the first one was written after he met his fate. Judging from the notes, he was in

When he returned to the city in triumph, he met Mingyi who was holding a child and was almost trampled by his horse's hooves.

At that moment, he knew that this woman was his destiny. Even though the woman was married, had children, and loved her husband deeply, he was unable to curb the desire for her.

Heart. Throughout the whole article, rather than regret, it is more of a joy, joy that I have finally found my destiny.

When Lu Xiaoxu saw this, he was startled. He thought of the first time she and Jinchen met. The first time Jinchen saw her, he hugged her and called her "Mingyi".

Mingyi...can you recognize it at a glance?

The second article, judging from the content, should be after Jun Lianduan had imprisoned Mingyi by his side. There are not many words in this article, just a few sentences, but it can be seen that after getting Mingyi,

, Jun Lianduan was not happy, but rather distressed, not knowing what to do to make Mingyi truly belong to him.

"Although the curse of my bloodline can be cured, I am willing to exchange the pain of burning my body and breaking my bones for the joy of death."

Mi, is that the woman's name? And what does the blood curse refer to? When Lu Xiaoxu looked towards the third article, his eyes suddenly widened.

On the third article, there are three words "pain" written in scrawled handwriting!

It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!

The whole piece of the notebook is still splattered with mottled... like dust-covered and faded blood stains... almost like a final note before death.

Or maybe these three words were written by Jun Lian Duan before he committed suicide, and those mottled dots were the blood that was spattered when he died?

It was obvious that they were just some ancient relics. It was obvious that she had never seen Jun Lian Duan, and had never even heard of him before today. But at this moment, she felt that her eyes were wet, and there was a faint sadness in her heart.

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While mourning this kind of self-destructive love, this kind of love can only end with death. It was wrong from the beginning. After Jun Lian Duan killed Mi's husband and children, he was doomed to live a life of uncertainty.

It is impossible to truly win Dao Mi's love.

The last three words of pain are like annotations to his life's love.

Sniffling, Lu Xiaoxu felt as if a big stone was pressing on her chest after reading these notes, which made her almost breathless.

When she raised her head, she realized that when she was looking at these letters, Jun Jinchen had been watching her beside her.

She took his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. The time showed that it was already 12 o'clock. She remembered that it seemed to be about 10 o'clock when they entered the room. In other words, she had already read these letters.

It's been more than an hour.

"I've been looking at it for so long, why didn't you remind me?" she said. She looked at it for so long, which also meant that he had stood with her for so long.

"Since you are interested in reading it, you can read it as long as you like." Jun Jinchen said, "Originally, these manuscripts were preserved for others to see."

"By the way, what's the blood curse?" She thought of the word mentioned in the note she just read, "Why did Jun Lian Duan write that his fate can be solved?"

His body was stiff, and his dark phoenix eyes were fixedly staring at her. The blood on his face was fading at an obvious speed. In just a moment, his face was so pale that there was almost no trace of blood at all.

Even his lips are turning white.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" She asked worriedly, raising her hand and reaching towards his face. However, the moment her fingers were about to touch his face, his hand suddenly grabbed her.

Without her hand and her fingers, there was no way to extend them forward.

His hands were also ice cold at the moment, which was completely different from the usual warmth.

"Your hands are also very cold. What's wrong with you? Do you want to see a doctor?" she said urgently.

"Xiao Xu, don't you want to know the true meaning of Ming Yi?" he said suddenly.

"Ah?" She frowned, "How long has it been and you are still talking about this, what are you feeling uncomfortable about? How about we go to the hospital now?" As she said this, she wanted to pull him out of the room.

Go.

But his feet didn't move at all, and her strength alone couldn't move him at all.

"In the Jun family, in every generation, there will be one person who inherits a curse. This curse is passed down by blood, so the people of the Jun family call this a blood curse." A cold voice sounded.

In the room, Lu Xiaoxu stopped and his eyes fell on Jun Jinchen's face.

He continued, "This kind of curse will occasionally break out faintly before the full moon, and it will break out every day on the full moon. This kind of pain will spread throughout the body, making people miserable. And with age,

As it grows, this pain will become more and more severe. There are only two ways to get rid of this pain."

Lu Xiaoxu's mind flashed through the scenes she had witnessed when the two of them got along before. She had seen his expression contorted in pain; she had seen him in pain so much that he couldn't even stand up.

He can lie on the ground and crawl on the floor with his fingers; he has also been seen scratching himself repeatedly, leaving blood marks on his body.

Is this kind of pain a bloodline curse? It's the 21st century, how could there be such a thing as a curse? It sounds like a fantasy.

But... his eyes, his expression, and his voice at this moment were all silently telling her that what he was saying was not some bad fantasy, but a solid fact.
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