"Qimeng, a few days ago, I miss it very much. This is not my wish, but I can only do it, and I hope you will forgive me. My father wrote to me a month ago, urging me to go home, but I would not want to. But a few days ago, I wrote another letter, the matter was urgent, and I was in this critical moment, so I had to say goodbye without saying goodbye. In fact, it's not that I don't want to say goodbye, but I can't bear to see you two sad. The three of you and I will eventually have a farewell, and we hope to see you again. ”

When Lu Qimeng saw this, he had a thousand words, but he had nowhere to tell. After that, he said: "I don't know how you and Brother Shujun are, whether you are well, whether you are safe and happy, and whether you have missed me." If you two are like that, I am very comforted. Finally, don't read it, and be well. ”

At this time, Lu Qimeng's mood was very complicated, but more of a peace of mind. Song Qingyang's safety has always been a heavy stone in her heart, and now when this letter comes, the stone also disintegrates piece by piece and turns into smoke and dust.

Lu Qimeng really wanted to tell Song Qingyang something, and was about to pick up a book, thinking that he didn't know where he was at this time, even if he knew, it would be useless, and when the letter arrived, he would already know where to go. In this way, there is only loneliness.

Dozens of days later, the mountain chief handed Lu Qimeng a letter. The letter was still written by Song Qingyang, but the words were no longer as wild and chic as before. The content of the letter gradually became shorter, and I asked if I was okay, and I didn't read it.

During this period, Li Shujun did not write to her. Lu Qimeng felt a little guilty, thinking that it was because he didn't go to see him off that day, so Li Shujun was angry. But when I think about it, it must not be so. Li Shujun is the most open-minded of the three, and he is also the most calm and rational, so he will not not write a letter for so many days. But so what, if you don't write, you don't write, Lu Qimeng can only worry and feel uncomfortable.

A few days later, Lu Qimeng received another letter from Song Qingyang, but this time the letter was a little different.

The words were very sloppy, writing: "Qimeng, in this world, is there a place for you and me?" At this time, the letter was a little wrinkled, as if it looked like tears had dried up, and it was: "I hope you are safe, don't read it." ”

Lu Qimeng had never seen Song Qingyang crying, but he cried when he wrote this letter. She tried to imagine what Song Qingyang would look like when she cried, but she couldn't think of it. This made her very irritable. These days are getting more and more restless, and I don't know why.

Lu Qimeng felt that this letter was very abnormal, and was worried that something would happen to Song Qingyang, but when he asked the mountain chief, the mountain chief didn't know, so Lu Qimeng had to wait.

Ten days have passed, and another ten days, from that day on, Lu Qimeng has no news of Song Qingyang. This reminded her of the scene when she met Chu Fuzi.

The weather was very good that day, and Chu Guanqi was very happy, with a smile on his face. This has never been done before.

"Master, I haven't seen you recently, and I thought you had gone down the mountain. ”

"Nope. Didn't Qimeng go down the mountain too?"

"Hmm. ”

"Master, what do you say about Song Qingyang? He hasn't written to me for a long time. ”

"You're worried about him?" the tone was a little weird.

"Well, I'm worried, he's a good partner for me. ”

"He, who knows?" said and left.

All this seemed very ordinary, but Lu Qimeng felt unusual.

First, Chu Fuzi is a good friend with her and never speaks to her in that tone. Second, Chu Fuzi has always been indifferent, but he was extremely happy at the beginning of that day. Third, when she mentioned Song Qingyang, he had a strange look in his eyes.

But I didn't think about it.

Until this day, everything was explained.