The current Ziwu is like a kite that has taken off the string, and he doesn't know where his final destination is, for a kite, the most important thing is naturally the direction of the wind, and the deviation of the wind direction will of course affect the future of Ziwu at some level.

At this moment, Ziwu can't accept this unfamiliar face reflected on the surface of the water, he doesn't know who he is, could it be that the kid who appeared in the photo before is Ziwu? If the other party is Ziwu, then who is Ziwu now, another stranger?

However, Ziwu felt that there was definitely a huge change in what he had seen in the house before, or that someone had deliberately arranged these problems, but he really couldn't believe that anyone would be so boring to fool him, unless it was someone who had bad behavior towards him.

Thinking of this, Ziwu immediately took anxious steps back to the house he had left in a hurry, and now Ziwu wanted to take a good look at the photos in this room, maybe everything that happened before was because of some temporary hallucinations in Ziwu's eyes.

But when Ziwu replied to the family, he saw the family photo that was still on the ground and stepped on a few feet, and after picking it up, Ziwu took the opportunity to pat the soil on the photo, and he found that the person sitting in the center of the photo was indeed an unfamiliar cheek, but this person was Ziwu.

If the person in the photo is Ziwu, then who is the person holding the photo right now? Ziwu really wanted to get the answer to this question, and he did get the answer next: "Ziwu, don't worry about this question anymore, in fact, you are you, Ziwu." ”

After hearing this sudden voice, Ziwu turned his head abruptly, and then saw a familiar figure sitting quietly behind him, and then Ziwu smiled reluctantly: "Uncle Song Jun, why are you here?" Haven't you been quite busy lately? ”

"I heard that Xiaoli said that you recently arrested the Night Apostle, and the Night Apostle is actually your father, this change is really unacceptable to me, so I came here to have a look, but I didn't see you, I heard them say that you seem to be home, so I found it."

Song Jun's explanation was very soft, giving Ziwu a unique sense of intimacy, and Ziwu was also very useful to Song Jun's expression.

"Uncle Song Jun, it's really unfortunate that you came, I just had a little mental stimulation before, so my current home will become this embarrassing appearance, hey, I'm ashamed, but I really can't suppress the pain and torture in my heart." Ziwu reluctantly explained.

"I can understand your feelings now, if I see my long-dead father appear in front of my eyes now, or even an opponent who has been my enemy for many years, then I can't accept the current situation in front of me, this is human nature." Song Jun explained indifferently.

His right hand stretched out to the cup in front of him, and after seeing that there was no tea in the quilt, Song Jun quickly withdrew his hand, but Ziwu didn't notice Song Jun's question: "Uncle Song Jun, what should I do now?" I can only feel intense pain now. ”

"I know everything you said, and that's why I'm so anxious to come to you, you know, you've had problems mentally since your parents died years ago, and if you let it go, it will obviously make your own condition worse."

"This is also one of the reasons why I have been treating you for free for so long, because I know very well that you will be able to return to normal one day, and as for the illness you have accumulated over the years, it is obviously impossible to recover in a moment and a half."

"So, now we need to use some unique ways to hint at your spiritual level, and maybe your spirit will be able to respond more steadily after that." When Song Jun said this, what he got in exchange was Ziwu's reluctant and helpless indifferent and bitter smile.

"Uncle Song Jun, this set of tricks is not of much use to me, I just want to completely forget those things from a few years ago now, otherwise, it will make me miserable every time I recall it, do you have any tricks that can make me forget." Ziwu asked anxiously at this moment.

After hearing Ziwu's request, Song Jun gradually fell into a short silence, his eyes were fixed on Ziwu in front of him, but special ideas were constantly surging in his mind, and Song Jun explained after about a few minutes: "In this way, you go back to the flower market with me first." ”

"Back to the flower market? Isn't going back to the flower market at this time rubbing salt on your wounds? Do you think my heart is capable of taking in such a violent stimulus? Ziwu explained with a wry smile at this moment, and then walked not far away and sat on a wooden chair.

"Returning to the flower market is not to add some spice to your wounds, but to allow you to find a tool that you have been using for so many years, which can occasionally bring your spirit into a calm level, and within this level, can speed up your healing."

The moment Song Jun's words reappeared, a picture suddenly appeared in Ziwu's mind, in which there was a cold bed, and wisps of white cold air continued to surge out from under the bed, and finally gathered around Ziwu's body like a snake.

"Uncle Song Jun, you can't be talking about an ice bed, right? No way, that thing doesn't do much for me now. When Ziwu said this, Song Jun shook his head in opposition and explained: "With me here, don't be afraid, the problem will be solved." ”

Looking at the righteous expression on Song Jun's face, Ziwu seemed to feel that the other party did have an indescribable confidence, so the current Ziwu unified the other party's suggestion, and then followed the other party to the car back to the flower market, and after they left, a black shadow suddenly appeared in this room, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Ziwu and the others, until their figures disappeared from the scope of this person's field of vision, this person smiled reluctantly, and then walked out: "Go back to the flower market?" Well, since you're going to the abyss, I'll help you. ”

"It's just that once you fall into the endless abyss, it's not so simple to break free." After a sneer, the man immediately turned and left.