From Cui An's narration, Zhong Lan understood his story. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's roughly consistent with the narrative outside, but what makes Cui An even more desolate is that his daughter and wife both died in a fire, and no one knows how the fire started suddenly, it was still the middle of the night, and when her daughter was woken up and screamed desperately, it was too late, Cui An woke up from her sleep and saw a burning man, and her daughter was severely burned. The wife was heartbroken for her daughter and wanted to enter the fire area to rescue her, but in the end, she was also burned alive.

When Zhong Lan heard this, he suddenly thought of the little girl he saw before, which should be Cui An's daughter.

It's just that up to now, she still doesn't think that this copy involves supernatural elements, but now she doesn't know anything from Cui An's words, and she can't make a correct judgment for a while.

Cui An burst into tears as he spoke. He reached out and took out a small handkerchief from his pocket, and cried: "This is still my daughter's favorite handkerchief when she was alive, and now ...... I don't need it anymore! ”

Zhong Lan was stunned, she said: "The deceased has ...... past"

"I understand that." Cui An said, he looked up and said, "The dead are dead, and the suffering is still the living, but I don't think the living should forget the pain...... They are my wives and daughters, and I should remember them for the rest of my life. ”

Zhong Lan was silent for a moment and said, "The deceased is gone, and the living should be happy." I didn't tell you to forget your wife and daughter, but it's just that you can't indulge in this sorrow all day long. You're quite old now, and if you continue to entangle with this house, I'm afraid you'll end up depressed. ”

Cui An smiled: "Yes...... How can a little girl die at every turn......"

"It's not." Zhong Lan raised her eyes, she casually glanced at the handkerchief in Cui An's hand, and said, "First, I'm not a little girl, second, it's not life and death at every turn, and third...... If you want to talk about the death of a loved one, I have also experienced it. ”

Cui An was stunned.

Zhong Lan had a little smile on her face, and she said slowly: "I have a sister, probably older than me." It doesn't look like a sister, the one who is a sister is more lively, and the one who is a sister is more indifferent. My sister is not uncommon with this sister, but who knows that after that sister died, she suddenly understood......"

"Understood? Understand what? Cui An asked subconsciously.

Zhong Lan smiled slightly, but a clear malice flashed in his eyes. She muttered: "I suddenly understood why it was not someone else who died, but the person who loved herself the most." It's not that the world is unjust, but that when this bad luck is about to befall you, you have no room to resist at all. ”

Cui An was stunned.

Zhong Lan smiled at Cui An's trance-like expression and said, "Don't you have this kind of thought?" Why is it your child who is dying? Why did you stay? How nice it would be if you died with them...... Don't worry about ...... either."

"Worried about what?" Cui An asked almost immediately.

The blue halo in Zhong Lan's eyes became more and more profound, and she stared at Cui An's eyes, and said clearly: "What are you worried about?" I should ask you. Tell me, Ann Cui, what's the biggest secret you've hidden in your heart? ”

"-- and tell me the real cause of your wife's death."