Tang Songluo came to the 'door' of Qing Zhan's room.

Tang Songluo couldn't help frowning when he saw that the 'door' of this house was hidden. He stepped forward and pushed open the 'door', only to see a passing figure pounce on the 'bed'.

Tang Songluo smiled lightly and said, "I knew you were restless, sleep well, do you hear?"

Like a child who has done something wrong, the figure bowed its head in the darkness, and then curled up on the 'bed' with a soft "grace".

After all, this is the room of two 'girl' children, Tang Songluo stood at the 'door' for a while, said good night, closed the 'door' and left.

And after Tang Songluo left, the figure on the 'bed' climbed up again, her face was unknown in the 'yin' shadow, her body was close to the transparent 'color', and she looked thin and helpless in the moonlight.

On the other side, Qing Zhan hurriedly hid in this stone hut.

The bloody scenes outside the 'door' climbed up the stone steps, but as if they were afraid, they only lingered outside the 'door', but did not dare to approach the house.

Qingzhan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and at this time, there was a soft snort behind him.

"Hehe, after so many years, I can still see people. A deserted male voice came from behind Qing Zhan.

This voice appeared too abruptly, so that Qing Zhan's originally relieved heart suddenly rose to her throat again, she jumped up in fright, turned around, and saw a young man dressed as a rich son, looking at her with a smile.

It was from the mouth of this young man that these words came out.

The young man glanced at Qingzhan's face, then smiled again and said, "It's really strange that she's still a pretty girl." ”

The boy looked like he was about a teenager, and the immaturity on his face had not faded. But he always had a smile on his face, which made him look very weird.

Seeing that it was a child, Qingzhan's heart eased slightly. The young man just sat quietly on the floor in the center of the room, and did not make any other movements, so Qing Zhan said tentatively: "You child, what are you doing here." ”

But the young man smiled even more disdainfully and said, "It's still a silly girl." ”

His eyes were clear and cold, and they looked as if they had been covered with a layer of frost.

After a pause, the young man said, "I'm not a child, I'm older than you." I'm almost thirty years old. ”

Thirty?!

Qing Zhan looked at the boy in disbelief, he was a child from any point of view.

The boy squinted his eyes, his eyes full of banter, and he said, "I am a dead man, and when I die, I was thirteen years old, so I will always look thirteen." ”

The young man raised his head slightly to look at Qing Zhan, his eyes were half-closed, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face. Moonlight came in through the window and hit him in the face, making his whole person look as transparent as if it was about to disappear.

Qingzhan suddenly felt sad, and she felt sorry for this young man. If he grows up, he will definitely be a 'colorful' teenager.

As if noticing Qing Zhan's expression, the young man snorted disdainfully from his nose, and said, "Instead of pity me, you should pity yourself." You, you're going to stay here with me from now on. ”

The boy said so gloatingly, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"What?!Stay here forever?!" Qing Zhan was stunned for a moment, she looked at the young man with wide eyes, as if she wanted the young man to admit in the next second, he was just talking about fun.

However, the young man changed his position and lay down on the ground, he said: "Yes, the formation here is only allowed to enter but not to leave, and if you come in, you will naturally not be able to get out." ”

Qing Zhan thought about it, and said that she would die without a place to be buried when she came in, but she didn't die, but couldn't get out at all. It's worse than death!

Qing Zhan kicked the 'door' in annoyance, but the half-hidden 'door' didn't seem to move, and she really couldn't get out.

Just when Qing Zhan was at a loss, a pair of hands pulled her 'legs'. She lowered her head, but saw the young man holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and said leisurely: "Anyway, I can't get out, lie down and take a look." ”

Qing Zhan leaned over to look over, and the young man's expression softened in the darkness. Perhaps it was this vague beauty that made Qing Zhan lose her resistance in an instant. She obediently lay down beside the boy.

After lying down, she found that the ceiling 'flower' board in front of her was not a broken stone, but a changing picture.

Among these scrolls are verdant bamboo forests and clear spring water. There are magnificent buildings. Qing Zhan could vaguely identify that this was exactly what the Chen family's old mansion looked like.

Gradually, there is an 'female' person in the picture. This 'woman' is dressed in beautiful clothes and looks graceful and luxurious. But her face was invisible, as if it were a stone slab weathered by time.

Qing Zhan can only see that this 'woman' has the warmest, gentleest, and sweetest smile on her face.

"This is my mother. The boy chewed on the rhizome of the dog's tail grass in his mouth, he said so slurredly.

Qing Zhan turned her head and saw the affection on the young man's face. His black and white eyes shimmered with a soft glow, as if he had traveled back to a long, long time ago.

"For so many years, I've lived with memories like this. Gradually, however, I lost sight of what they looked like. The boy's voice was clear and distant, he said.

As the young man's voice fell, a child with a general horn appeared in front of Qing Zhan's eyes, this is a well-behaved and beautiful 'girl' child, she is wearing a peach 'flower' and 'color' skirt, jumping on the stone path.

"This is my sister. The boy added.

Then, a little boy ran out from behind the little 'girl', and the two of them held hands and laughed.

The smile when he was young was so pure, even after such a long time, Qing Zhan could feel the innocence and happiness of the two children at this moment.

"That's me. Sure enough, the boy said.

Qingzhan didn't know how to answer, she hummed softly, and then the two of them fell into a brief silence.

After a while, Qing Zhan almost thought she was going to fall asleep. In the confusion of 'confusion' and 'confusion', she seemed to hear the sound of the breeze, the sound of the sun climbing up the hill, and the voice of Tang Songluo.

Finally, she heard a sound like a gossamer in her ears.

The boy said softly, "Can ......you help me?"