From then on, they were all fatherless children.

On the night after the funeral, Taiwei went to the high place alone. The cold wind of midwinter howled through the sky, almost blowing people downstairs. She was lying on her stomach when she heard footsteps.

Then and again, he walked towards her firmly.

Taiwei didn't look back.

In the evening breeze, she smelled the scent of flowers.

It is Qi Ying's usual smoked fragrance.

The two sisters stood side by side in the night breeze.

The lights in the distance stretched, like a sea of stars.

The wind is getting colder.

Taiwei called "Second Sister" softly, and her tone was very light: "It's late at night, and it's cold, go back and rest early." ”

Qi Ying heard the words and turned half of her face sideways, and when she looked in the dark, she saw more and more snow skin and ice bones, and she was unbelievably beautiful.

It's just too subtle, and I don't feel excited.

With such a posture, no wonder they all say that she is a fairy.

She looked at Taiwei and asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you object to Zhou Ding'an's return to the house?" Obviously, my father personally said that he would keep you to inherit the family business. ”

Taiwei looked at the void in front of her and laughed.

"Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to be false?"

Qi Ying was stunned for a moment.

Taiwei said: "Grandmother wants my father to have a son for funeral, I have always been filial, there is no reason not to agree." ”

Qi Ying frowned: "This is a lie." ”

Taiwei was noncommittal, and withdrew her gaze to her face: "I want him back." ”

"Why?" Qi Ying subconsciously asked.

Taiwei just smiled, and said after a long time: "I have a question in my heart and need his help." ”

Qi Ying's frowning brows gradually relaxed: "So, have your doubts disappeared now?"

Taiwei shook his head: "Not yet." ”

Qi Ying tightened her clothes as if she were cold.

Zhou Ding'an is still resting in Bofu tonight, and he will ...... tomorrow I'm afraid it's time to go back. Tidy up their luggage, pack up the house, and before Chinese New Year's Eve, their mother and son will completely move back to live.

He looks like a master, where will he spend the New Year outside.

Taiwei straightened up and lifted the lantern at his feet: "But when he goes and returns, most of them will be solved." ”

......

Early the next morning, Zhou Dingan left the Qi family with his mother.

Mrs. Qi was reluctant, and told them to come back before the New Year.

Qi Chunmei listened, muttered, saying that a small year is not a small year, on the seventh day of the first day of Yuanzhang, can they not come back.

The mother and son left in a hurry.

Along the way, Zhou Dingan was talking to his mother about too small things.

When he said that there was someone in his heart, Qi Chunmei's eyes widened in surprise, and he asked with some disbelief: "Does she really talk to you like this?"

Zhou Dingan's face was gloomy: "That's exactly what I said." ”

Qi Chunmei pursed his lips, and said in disgust: "The little thing is the opposite." ”

"It's all your uncle's fault, he married a crazy woman, and the girl he gave birth to is not the same. ”

Zhou Ding'an heard her talk about Qi Yuanzhang, and suddenly remembered the gloomy words of Taiwei that day-

"Shhhh ”

He couldn't help but feel furious again, and hurriedly interrupted his mother's words: "It's not good to say bad things about dead people, mother don't say it." ”

Qi Chunmei glanced at him disapplausively: "What are you afraid of, if you die, you will die, and you can turn into a ghost to scare me." ”

She reached out and patted her son's arm: "Don't worry, that stinky girl won't be arrogant for long." ”

Zhou Dingan nodded nonsense and did not speak again.

The carriage quickly departed and took them back to their house.

The rare sky was clear, Qi Chunmei got out of the car, and ordered people to dry things, and arrange the boxes and cages.

Seeing this, Zhou Dingan also cheered up and commanded the servants to clean up inside and out.

After two days of packing up like this, everything was almost packed.

He stood under the porch, looked around, and gradually bottomed up in his heart.

When he goes back to the Qi family this time, he will never come out again. The title of the Qi family can't fall on him, but everything next to him should be his.

Zhou Dingan stood still holding on to the pillar, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He was already a handsome young man, and this smile made him look more and more like a jade tree.

When the maids not far away saw it, they all blushed and lowered their heads.

Zhou Dingan didn't feel happy in his heart.

Look!

Look at this group of women!

Which one does not fall for him?

Only she, Qi Taiwei, said in a cold voice that she would never marry him.

Could it be that she is still thinking about that Murong Shu?

But Murong Shu is an ugly monster who has ruined his appearance, where can he compare to him? Zhou Dingan looked out of the corridor and thought hatefully, if it weren't for the fact that he had lost his father early, where would it be the turn of a madman's daughter to pick on him.

It's all God's fault, and he refuses to treat him well.

It's all because Qi is too small, the mouse is blind, and I don't know how good he is.

Zhou Dingan walked into the sun.

A piece of gold sprinkled on his face, and his skin finally gave birth to two points of warmth.

He spread his hands and closed his eyes.

Enjoy.

But the warmth suddenly turned to cold, and he jerked around to look behind him.

It was empty, and there was nothing.

What's going on?

Zhou Dingan touched his arm with a cold feeling.

Under the clothes, there were already a large number of goosebumps.

The sun is still the sunshine of Fangcai, but he can't feel the warmth anymore.

Ever since he heard Taiwei's words that day, he had always had a strange feeling as if someone was following him. But every time he looked back, there was nothing.

Without a trace, nothing out of the ordinary.

But that feeling of uneasiness, like a shadow, disappeared and reappeared, and never dissipated.

Zhou Dingan couldn't help but wonder, is it haunted?

Is it his dead uncle Qi Yuanzhang, who is following him?

Gradually, he began to make noise, and he was startled at the slightest disturbance.

Day and night panic, people soon lost a lot of weight.

When the night came, he let his servant sit on the bedside and put his feet on it, and kept him to sleep. But even so, he still didn't sleep well, tossing and turning, and moving endlessly.

Finally, I stayed up until the second half of the night, and then there was no movement.

Lights crackled.

The maidservant girl on her feet yawned for a while, and after thinking about it, she was too lazy to get up, so she stopped the idea of trimming the wick.

She leaned against the edge of the bed, her eyelids heavy, and she fell asleep in a short time.

But because she usually got up early, and before it was dark, she opened her eyes and woke up, and looked into the bed while raising her hand to rub her sleepy eyes.

The tent hung quietly.

She held out two fingers and gently flicked them away.

There was no sound in it.

That's when she realized that the lights in the house had gone out.

"Childe?" she called softly.

There was no sound in the tent.

Appears to be asleep.

She withdrew her hand, got up, and went back to light the lamp.

Zhou Ding'an has been restless for the past two days, and if he wakes up and sees that the lights are not on, he is afraid that he will be angry.

When the light came on, she returned to her bedside.

The sky is getting brighter.

But there was still no movement on the bed.

Zhou Dingan seemed to have died of sleep.

Seeing that the sky was bright, the maidservant raised her voice and shouted "Childe" again, but there was still no response, she opened the tent and looked in with some concern.

Don't want your bed to be empty, where is there anyone?