The subconscious told me that this person came to me. I didn't dare to act rashly, staring at the shadow of the person in front of me, Qin Chuyi didn't dare to come out, stayed by my side and held my breath.

This tree-lined path is covered with dense vines that wind down to create a natural shadow. The two of us hid in the shadows, watching the man in front of us.

Obviously, the other party didn't notice us, but that tall and thin figure still gave me a sense of déjà vu. He looked a little anxious, as if he was waiting for someone, swaying from side to side, as if he was still holding a package-like thing in his hand, holding it tightly on his chest.

Just when neither of us made a sound, all of a sudden, I heard a "bang", and then a rickety light slowly climbed up the murky night sky behind me, climbed to the height of a kite, and suddenly exploded, transforming into a colorful color, it was fireworks, and someone in the apartment was probably doing a happy event.

The light of the fireworks illuminated both of our faces at the same time, and we were both exposed to each other's sight. Indeed, I was not mistaken, it was none other than Song Qiulan who was standing next to the stone pillar at the door. She still stands there like a proud and independent rose, and her casual actions are fascinating. And the package she was holding in her hand was nothing else, but an infant baby.

The moment she saw me, she no longer swayed anxiously, and her eyes turned from slumpy to fixed on me. I could tell from her eyes that she had a lot to say to me, but I didn't know why, the two of us just stood still, looking at each other, in the festive atmosphere of the fireworks, and the world was separated.

In the end, it was Qin Chuyi who broke the silence for a moment and walked to Song Qiulan's side. Although he didn't know Song Qiulan, a mother holding a child, he had no reason to suspect that the other party was a bad person. After a brief introduction of yourself. We went into the apartment together.

"You are Song Qiulan, it's really the same as Wu Chao said, what a great beauty!" Qin Chuyi said loudly in the elevator, I can only say that this guy is estimated to be an old lady in her seventies and eighties. Down to the little girl who was just born, he could talk, he was really a Qin half-immortal.

Qiulan smiled embarrassedly and said, "Counting, I should be sixty or seventy years old by now. It's been an old woman for a long time, Mr. Qin, you're welcome. ”

"No, it won't!" Qin Chuyi's eyes widened, "Are you sixty or seventy years old?" I can't see it! If Wu Chao reached your age, he really didn't dare to think about it......"

"Hey!" , I'm still standing next to it.

After a little chatter, the elevator had stopped on the floor where I was staying. As soon as the door opened, I heard a noisy noise, and the pair of young people at the door were arguing. I'm really old, and I only have envy when I listen to them flirt.

The door of Xu Yu's house was ajar. It seems that he has just returned from outside. Hearing movement at the door, a burst of footsteps slowly walked towards us from the crack in the door, it was Su Yuan. He reached out to say hello to me and closed the door.

"That person is ......" Song Qiulan kept looking back at the door of Xu Yu's house and asked suspiciously.

"Oh, it's the little couple at the door. It was Su Yuan just now, the male owner of the house. I explained, twisting my arm and opening the door.

"Su Yuan?" Song Qiulan muttered the name and came in with a frown.

Qiulan and I have known each other for a long time. There is no need to greet politely, sit on the sofa and immediately cut to the chase. My first question is, of course, the child in Song Qiulan's hand, could this be her grandson or something.

"Qiulan, whose child are you holding in your arms?"

She was stunned. Turning his head down, he looked at the sleeping child in swaddling clothes with complicated eyes, raised his head and said earnestly to me:

"It's Zhao Cheng."

"Zhao Cheng? Is this Zhao Cheng's child? My eyes widened in surprise. She never told me that she had a child with Zhao Cheng before. If there were, it shouldn't be this age. Could it be that she took advantage of the few days when she ran out of the taxi to go to the hospital and give birth to a child.

Song Qiulan shook her head, her pursed lips slightly opened. continued: "This is Zhao Cheng." ”

"You said this kid is Zhao Cheng?" I was immediately shocked that my jaw was about to fall. What the hell is this, isn't Zhao Cheng an old man?

"You're not kidding me!" Qin Chuyi couldn't believe it, "Although I haven't seen Zhao Cheng, I'm 100% sure that he is an old man, and the person in his arms is obviously a child." ”

Although what he said was nonsense, it was true, and I instantly felt that my IQ was a little insufficient.

"He is Zhao Cheng," Qiu Lan looked down at the sleeping baby again, "he was cursed and became like this." ”

"I felt from the moment I chased him out that there was Zhao Cheng's breath on that child. After all these years, I can't forget the feeling he gave me. Just as I caught up with the child, his body began to shrink again. ”

"He knew that his time was numbered, so on the trip before the taxi, he deliberately drew our attention, in order to take me to his place and tell me everything. Wu Chao, next, listen to me. ”

The only thing I can do now is listen to her. Although I also have a stomach for wanting to sue her, it is clear that her affairs are much more important than mine.

Since Zhao Cheng was blackmailed, he joined Ye Jiahe's company to work, and the organization that hired them under the name of the Cultural Affairs Bureau no longer exists, so he helped Ye Jiahe find cultural relics and antiques at home and abroad and transport them to China. But soon she found out that what Ye Jiahe's company was looking for was very similar to the organization back then, and the goal was almost the same, and he couldn't help but start to doubt the connection between the two.

When I went to steal the idol with the feathers of the bird, he had already expected this, because he had already been informed of it. He pushed me through the door and let me in, but I was manipulated like a puppet ever since. But what he didn't expect was that the last task Ye Jiahe gave him was to kill me in the library.

Of course, the matter did not work out, and Zhao Cheng, who failed in the mission, had to hide. He didn't know what to expect if he failed his mission, until one night, a dark shadow appeared in his bedroom......

"And then he recited the spell and he became what he is now?" I blurted out.

Qiulan immediately stopped and stared at me with bronze bell-like eyes: "How do you know? (To be continued.) )