I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

Kyocera's voice suddenly sounded beside him, and Jing Xixi continued picking raspberries.

She heard Kyocera say it was poisonous, but she pretended not to hear it.

What does a grown lady know about whether something is poisonous or not?

But Jing Xixi has learned her lesson. She knows that she cannot target Kyocera in front of outsiders, so remaining silent and pretending to be good is the right way.

Yan Yue had a chocolate lollipop in her mouth. Without cookies, she could only eat one candy a day. She tilted her head and looked very well behaved.

"Sister, she picked poisonous raspberries."

Kyocera nodded. To be honest, she didn't want to meddle in other people's business, especially Jing Xixi's affairs.

Raspberry didn't know where she would be sent to in the end. In the past, she would have simply ignored it, but now she saw it and couldn't ignore it.

"That's not raspberry, it's snakeberry. You shouldn't fail to recognize it."

Raspberry is also a raspberry and looks very similar to snakeberry, but people who are familiar with it can tell the difference at a glance. Snakeberry is smoother and rounder.

Hearing Kyocera's words, Jing Xixi was stunned for a moment, as if she felt that she had heard a joke. "I have been to the countryside, I should know better than you, I can't be wrong."

"So you didn't check and did it knowingly?" Kyocera put his hands behind his back and pinched them, pressing them down.

Jing Xixi shook her head indifferently: "Sister Kyocera, you don't know, I've eaten snakeberries before, and there were no side effects."

Hearing this, Kyocera's expression was indifferent and his voice was particularly cold.

"Just because you're fine after eating doesn't mean others will be fine too. People's physiques are different. I don't need to teach you this."

She said no more and exchanged glances with the driver.

Without looking at Jing Xixi again, he took Yan Yue to another place.

Jing Xixi took the basket and went to find Jing Siyu. She was speechless. If she didn't want to have more shots, she wouldn't want to bother with Kyocera.

Anyway, the recording will be over tomorrow, so she needs to study hard.

She could keenly sense what was different about Kyocera now.

The guests spent the whole morning picking raspberries, and their lunch was Chinese food prepared by the director team, plus half a seafood meal.

Because we are worried that some people may be allergic to seafood, most of the Chinese dishes are prepared for children. They are not spicy and we even ask a special chef to make soup.

The little deer who was handing over the raspberries took out Jing Xixi's basket and put it aside.

Driver Fu said that Jing Xixi's raspberries were mixed with snakeberries.

During the meal, Song Kaiyi sat next to Kyocera holding a camera. His expressionless face looked quite cute.

He tilted his head slightly, "Is Aunt Gu feeling better?"

Jingci picked up a piece of fish for Yan Yue with his chopsticks, then turned back, with a faint smile in his eyes, and replied: "Well, the fever has subsided. I'll check it out later."

She thought about her contact with Gu Mo in recent days, which was clearly only a few days.

It feels quite strange.

Song Kaiyi poked the rice with his chopsticks and smiled, "You seem to be in a good mood."

In fact, what he wanted to say more was that Kyocera seemed to have become more humane.

He had been well-behaved before, with the manners and demeanor of an aristocrat, and he was still the same now, but there was just something different about it, and he couldn't figure out what it was.

Kyocera just nodded slightly and did not deny his words.

What Song Kaiyi didn't know was that Kyocera was very good at disguise, even her relatives couldn't see through it, and now she was just a little more sincere and willing to try things she hadn't tried before.

A corner of the dining table.

"Xixi, are you full?" Jing Siyu glanced at the time and lowered her head: "It's getting late, we should go."

Song Kaiyi looked up and saw Jing Xixi standing up even though she was obviously not full.

It was not until the mother and daughter left that he slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Kyocera. She was taking a tissue and wiping her hands slowly.

Kyocera folded the tissue and threw it into the trash can. He raised his eyes, his expression quite calm. "What's wrong?"

Song Kaiyi shook his head: "It's okay."

Jing Siyu has been acting strangely since yesterday. She seems to be concentrating on making the cake, but no one has seen the finished product and no one knows what she is planning.

^

at noon.

Although Gu Mo's fever has subsided, he still needs to take the necessary medicine.

Kyocera poured her a glass of water and prepared some pills before leaving.

Room 3 became much quieter as soon as everyone left.

Gu Mo took the medicine and returned to her room to take a nap. As soon as she lay down, something in the drawer vibrated and her eyes suddenly opened.

He got up, locked the door, drew all the curtains, then went back to the bed and opened the drawer.

In the dim room, the cell phone emitted a faint light.

A message from a number with a question mark and the letter Z as a remark:

[There are some clues, but they are not enough.]

Gu Mo lowered his eyes, and typed three words on the screen with his slender fingers: "Continue to investigate," with a determined look in his eyes.

Z: [OK, I'll send you the clues I've found so far.]

Immediately afterwards, a 1000MB file was sent over, and Gu Mo clicked to receive it without a moment's hesitation.

The contents of the file were very detailed, with each block labeled and in bold font, and 900MB of clues were useless.

It is useless to find the answer from it because there are still missing parts.

Until Gu Mo saw a familiar name at the end——

Lou Yujun.

The eldest daughter of the Lou family, also Lou Du's younger sister, the one who is abroad.

After Gu Mo carefully read the article related to Lou Yujun, her breathing stopped and she was unable to come back to her senses for a long time. She took a deep breath.

[My mom has never mentioned this before. Are you sure they are good friends?]

After waiting for a few minutes and receiving no reply from the other end, she turned off her phone and put it back in the drawer. She was silent for a moment and looked at the pure black curtains.

The black spot became brighter and redder when it came into view.

The car accident scene ten years ago seemed like yesterday. She would never forget the scene of her parents' death. There was no enemy, so who was it...

A cruel method of killing that involves crushing the victim multiple times.

When Gu Mo thought of this, his breathing became disordered and he felt a little breathless.

She closed her eyes and tried hard to suppress her emotions. It took her a long time to finally recover.

^

As we approach the end of September, the weather is gradually getting cooler.

Kyocera stood behind Hu Meng, raised his hand to press down the brim of his hat, covering his dark eyes.

It was very quiet.

The painting on the wall has changed its style. It is an image of an old man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat fishing by the lake. It can be vaguely identified as Lao Hu.

The colors are as messy as ever, with no fixed color combination, as if the painter added whatever color he saw.

Not far away, Jing Xixi carefully turned the corner and squatted with her back against the wall, looking a little sneaky and guilty.

The child had very good eyesight. She saw Jing Siyu carrying a cake into the house. The girl who opened the door was a stranger. She had never seen her before, but she was very beautiful.

A sense of crisis enveloped my whole body.

So my mom suddenly became obsessed with baking cakes because of other people...

She inevitably felt lost and panicked, and she regretted following him out.

If you don’t see it...you can actually deceive yourself.

Jing Xixi's eyes dimmed as she looked around, trying to remember the house.

He turned around and fixed his gaze on the two people standing under the wall in front of him.