"Shocked...... While Lei Xing spoke, he also turned his head to look at Zi Ye with a shocked face, "Young Master Zi...... What did you write on that piece of paper? ”

"A name...... "Zi Ye took a sip of tea indifferently.

"Name?" Wanqiu also realized that something was wrong in an instant, and hurriedly stepped forward to look through another dark hole.

In the room, the boy looked at the rice paper in front of him with a shocked face, and turned his head to look in the direction of the door from time to time, as if he was hesitating about something.

After a while, he suddenly rolled up the words written by Zi Ye, turned around and took it to the stove, and threw the rice paper into the stove without hesitation.

"Young Master Zi...... He burned your words......" Late Autumn turned her head a little puzzled to look at the still indifferent purple night.

"Oh?" Zi Ye stared suddenly, and put down the teacup with a smile on his lips: "Is he burning?" ”

"It's not...... Is that a pile of rice paper...... It's all burned......" Late Autumn's expression was a little weird for a moment: "He is afraid of other rice paper...... Leave a mark...... Young Master Zi, what exactly did you write to make him so jealous? ”

"Lei Lao ......"

"Huh?!" Lei Xing seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and hurriedly responded: "Young Master Zi, what do you command?" ”

"If that kid comes to me...... You sue him, the master is very busy...... Missing ......"

Lei Xing was stunned for a moment, then nodded in response and walked out quickly.

"Young Master Zi......" Wanqiu suddenly closed the dark hole and looked at Ziye with a strange face: "That kid ...... Out of the house...... I think I'm looking for you......"

Ziye looked at the tea cup in front of her noncommittally and motioned for her to refill the water.

Late Autumn said "oh", hurriedly responded, changed a new cup of tea for her, and said, "Young Master Zi...... Why do you want to get away with it? Why not borrow a donkey from the slope? ”

"Twisted melons are not sweet...... But if you wait until the melons are ripe...... It will be a little overcooked, and it will not be delicious...... Therefore, you need to choose the right time to pick ripe and sweet melons......"

Zi Ye's ambiguous words made Late Autumn even more confused, but she became more and more in awe in her heart.

This is the feeling that Ixuan gave her.

You'll never guess what he's thinking, what he's going to do, and it's no different with this purple night.

According to her thinking, since the child is willing to look for her, maybe he has a clue, why not take this opportunity to dig out the child's secret, but want to catch the old and avoid it.

This purple night, what else does she want to do?

Where did Late Autumn know about Purple Night's plan?

For that child, that name is just a small lock to open the bottom of the boy's heart, as for whether the door is opened, whether it is a solid stone wall, or full of secrets, it still needs Zi Ye to slowly add another fire.

She wants to take all the initiative in her own hands, instead of letting the child control the whole situation.

Ziye didn't speak, and Wanqiu didn't dare to ask again, so she had to stand there with bated breath and didn't say a word, until there was a noisy sound outside.

In the noisy voice, there is also a language that Ziye does not understand.

Late Autumn's breathing stagnated instantly, and she looked at Ziye suddenly: "This voice...... It was the child's voice...... It's just that he's dumb and what's going on? ”

In the sound of chattering outside, there was a language that Zi Ye couldn't understand, but it also made Zi Ye very clear in her heart.

It's not the mute wah-wah sound that late autumn thinks, but a completely new language.