Song Yu was lying on the desk, and there were many blood stains on his white clothes, like bright red plums. The fingertips of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info weakly spread on the desk, twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a weak smile, as if satirizing his ignorance.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, slowly slid down Junyi's cheeks, and finally dripped onto his clothes, slowly penetrating in. The head pillowed on his arm moved slightly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the brocade box, his fingertips slowly moved over, touching the brocade box with a faint sandalwood fragrance, and his eyes closed slowly and weakly.

The wound in the palm of the hand healed little by little, and the blood from the wound gradually clotted and turned dark red.

In the alleys, chickens and dogs bark. In the morning light, thousands of miles of glow flowed.

Song Yu's fingertips sticking to the dark red blood moved a few times, and after a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and only felt the convex and convex continuous jumping at his temples.

After a long time of no movement, no blood circulation, the whole body became extremely stiff, he slowly raised his head, pinched his numb arm, spread out his palms to see, the wound that was cut last night had already been stitched up, his lips squirmed a little, and he held his palm tightly.

Looking up at the already bright sky, he slowly stood up with the desk and staggered to the door. The slender fingertips reached for the door buckle, slowly pulled it open, and the orange glow spilled in at once.

He looked up, let out a long sigh, and closed his eyes weakly.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came, Song Yu listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, frowned in annoyance, opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the figure that was coming, and stood there blankly.

"Sir...... Mr. ......"

The little guy stopped in front of Song Yu, clutching his chest and panting continuously, pointing in the direction of the east, frowning anxiously, and said intermittently: "Mr. Qu...... He...... He ......"

Hearing this, Song Yu's eyes widened, and his heart suddenly became flustered, and he reached out and dragged the corner of the little girl's clothes: "What's wrong?" What happened to you, teacher? ”

The little girl swallowed his saliva, looked at Song Yu's somewhat hideous expression, looked a little nervous, and said in a somewhat stiff tone: "Old man, he's gone......

"What?" Listening to the little girl's timid voice, Song Yu's voice involuntarily raised, and the whole person took a few steps back, pinching the corner of the little girl's clothes and slowly loosening it. Suddenly, as if he had reacted, the whole person ran out directly.

A gust of wind blew from his face, and the little guy subconsciously closed his eyes, not feeling the pain coming, he tentatively opened his eyes, looked at Song Yu's figure that had run far away, and swallowed his saliva incredibly. When he reacted, he ran away and chased after him.

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Song Yu bent his waist, propped his hands on his knees, panting heavily, beads of sweat on his forehead kept coming out and slowly dripping down. Raising the corner of his eyes slightly, he looked at the busy street in front of him, and reached out to wipe the sweat stains on his face.

Teacher...... Where the hell are you?

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart, in fact, I should have thought of it a long time ago, didn't I? How could the teacher fish Xuanyuan to himself for no reason, if not......

Scold...... How could I be so stupid that I couldn't even figure out such a simple question.

"Sir...... I inquired, someone saw Mr. Qu go in the direction of Miluo Lake......" The little guy followed behind Song Yu, shouting hurriedly.

Song Yu heard the intermittent sound of the little guy behind him, suddenly straightened up, snatched a white horse from the passerby, and leaped up, maintaining an elegant posture, and his movements were smooth and smooth.

"Get out of the way...... Get out of the way......" Song Yu shouted at the crowded pedestrians on the side of the road as he tugged at the reins. Looking at the sudden almost crazy man and horse, everyone hid on both sides of the road in a panic, and some people reacted quickly, still scolding and scolding, and they didn't forgive people.

The little guy looked at the depressed person who had just been robbed of the horse, and then looked at Song Yu who was galloping away in front of him, sighed in his heart, and silently stayed to clean up the mess.

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The white mane was flying in the wind, the road under his feet became more and more desolate, and an endless blue lake came into view, Song Yu suddenly tightened the reins, the front hooves of the horse were retracted, and the front half of his body was raised at once.

He jumped off the horse in a panic, and before he could tie the horse, he galloped to the lake, looking at the deep lake, he felt a little suffocated, and his chest was like a stone weighing a thousand pounds, and he couldn't breathe.

Turning his head left and right to look at the empty surroundings, a feeling of fear in his heart surged up like a tide, and he couldn't see any obtained species, Song Yu wiped the sweat stains that couldn't help but come out of his forehead, and bit his chapped lips. There were still dark red blood stains on the corners of his clothes, and a breeze blew and blew them rattle.

"Teacher......" searched for a long time, but to no avail, he covered his hands to his mouth, made a trumpet, and shouted loudly towards the rolled lake, as if in this way, he could vent the anger in his heart.

The water of the lake was carried by the wind blowing from afar, and it rolled up little by little, and slapped on the shore in bursts. Looking at the lake, Song Yu, whose expression became confused, suddenly tightened her black pupils.

His eyes were fixed on the small black dot floating on the surface of the lake, and his whole body became stiff, and he didn't know how long it took for him to seem to go crazy, ignoring the waves that were surging on the shore of the lake, and the whole person pounced at once.

Three or two times, he stretched out his hand to grab the things floating on the lake, the familiar clothes and touch, made his heart sink, accidentally poured a mouthful of lake water, he didn't think too much, turned around and swam towards the shore.

Finally dragged the soaked and swollen bones onto the shore of the lake, Song Yu sat on the shore weakly, changed a few breaths quickly, carefully reached out and turned over the bones lying there, looked at the swollen face that was soaked, and carefully stroked it.

His eyes couldn't help but be misty, his pupils became scarlet, he sniffed, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he sneered: "Teacher, you have already thought about it, right?" That's why you handed over the Xuanyuan fishing to me last night? Although the interrogative sentence is used, the affirmation in that tone is self-evident.

As he spoke, Jian Mei involuntarily tightened, and the expression on his face was very sad: "But, why do you have to use this way, such a decisive way, there is no way back at all." (To be continued.) )