The two of them entered from the back door of the Lin Mansion all the way, and they didn't say anything all the way, maybe they were still in the embarrassment just now, compared to Song Jingran, Shuangmuzi seemed to be more indifferent, but she felt that they seemed to be destined to be good in the dark.

The past two times were late at night, and now, although it was twilight, this was the first time in more than ten years that she had seen the desolation of the Lin Mansion, the weeds were reborn, the roof tiles were broken, everything had already been unrecognizable, her nose was sour, and she still held back her tears;

Before the twilight, she walked around the house, and finally chose the 'Shan Feng Garden' where she once lived as her foothold, after all, there was everything she was familiar with, and the location was relatively hidden, not easy for people to notice;

The reason why it is said to be hidden, it is only for people outside the house, the garden is located in the middle of the Lin Mansion, which is also the treasure of the house, the front yard and the main hall of the house, the back is the backyard of the house to play, the left is the residence of the people in the house, and the right is the miscellaneous room such as the dining room, including the residence of the people, so the garden occupies the upper hand at this time, even if there is a little light or movement inside, it is difficult for people outside the house to notice.

When Shuangmuzi returned to the Garden, Song Jingran had already cleaned up the house simply, and also found an old lamp from the past, although it was not very bright, but it was just suitable for hiding, he just cleaned up the bed and the table, but a man, it was already very good to be able to do this;

Shuangmuzi fetched some water by herself, wiped the inside of the house, her breath felt much more comfortable, a bag of things on the table attracted her attention, and when she opened it, it turned out that it was not that Song Jingran was slow to clean up, but that he went out to prepare some simple dry food and some toiletries, and a layer of sweetness quietly surged in his heart.

Song Jingran took a thin quilt and put it on the bed, approached Shuangmuzi and said, "I'll be here tonight, the pastry I just bought on the table, eat it while it's hot." With that, he walked out.

"Hey," Shuangmuzi said with a helpless expression, "Are you leaving?" ”

Although Lin Mansion is her home, it has not been inhabited for several years, and the scene of Lin Mansion being brutally killed is vivid, and suddenly the white figure of Naye came to mind, which not only made her shiver violently.

"I can leave later." Song Jingran seemed to notice Shuangmuzi's timidity, thinking about it, it was really difficult for her to be alone in the huge mansion, and it was not good for him to stay diligently, after all, there was such a period.

"Can you not go?" Shuangmuzi blurted out that she was only scared now, and she had no mind to think about anything else.

Song Jingran chuckled in his heart, this retaining sentence is comparable to any love sentence, 'staying' means too much, he only knows that she needs him now.

"Go to bed early." Song Jingran left a word, and walked outside the house, for Shuangmuzi, this should be agreed.

Holding a safe heart, I ate some pastries, because of the day's travel, tiredness hit, and walked to the bed to prepare for an early rest, maybe it was too quiet, and that trace of fear came to my heart again;

Song Jingran has not appeared again since he came out, whether he is staying outside, or has he left, Shuang Muzi thought of this, so he walked outside the house, except for a little light reflected in the house, it was dark, and Shuang Muzi's timid psychology was a little heavier, as if there was no Song Jingran's figure, so he shouted softly, "Song Jingran"

No one answered, Shuangmuzi raised his voice a little and shouted, "Song Jingran, are you still there?" ”

Still no one answered, the silent night sky seemed to echo his own voice, in his heart, she was still so unimportant, even if it was an ordinary friend, he shouldn't leave himself alone, besides, she prayed to him so much, Shuangmuzi with a lost heart, cautiously groped, suddenly hit a hard object, frightened and screamed 'Ah' As soon as he pronounced it, he was covered by a big palm, only to hear 'Shhhhh The familiar voice, and felt a trace of heat, and vaguely saw Song Jingran's outline, and said excitedly, "Where have you been?" ”

"I'll go back to the house and say something." Because she was too close, Song Jingran's breath of speaking blew on her face, and she reacted, she was still in Song Jingran's arms, and she moved her body out awkwardly, but she was even more lost in her heart, he still cared so much about Yu Zixia.

"Why don't you sleep, isn't it uncomfortable?" Song Jingran didn't realize that his words were wrong, but Shuangmuzi stood for a long time, and he was a little unclear.

Shuangmuzi shook her head, although she didn't know if Song Jingran could see it, and then walked into the house, lying on the bed where she had slept before, thinking about the past, along the way, but only she was left, thinking of the child in her womb, she consciously looked out of the house, with a desolate smile, and fell asleep.

Song Jingran sat abnormally, swaying on the swing outside the house, for the girl's plaything, he was curious, just a simple rope hanging a wooden plank, it didn't seem so novel, looking at a dark night sky, leisurely, gradually, he seemed to have an indescribable end, a kind of uneasiness, but also a kind of loss, is this, this is the feeling on the swing, floating! He was at a loss.

In the summer night sky, there can be a breeze blowing, which is a very comfortable coolness, but this breeze also blows out the only light in the park, frost Muzi is asleep, I don't know whether to feel the comfort of the breeze, or because of the light extinguished, subconsciously fluttered her lower eyelashes, and suddenly I don't know whether it is in front of me or in my mind, a white shadow floats by, only to listen to 'ah' due to the clumsiness of the body, she is just curled in a corner;

Song Jingran heard the sound and hurried a few steps, although there was no light, he still arrived at the bedside accurately, and asked nervously and anxiously, "What's wrong?" ”

Hearing this, Shuangmuzi called out in panic, "There are ghosts, don't touch me, don't touch me." ”

Song Jingran grabbed Shuangmuzi's swinging hands, hugged her in his arms, and comforted her softly, "Xuan'er, don't be afraid, it's me, Brother Ran." ”

Only then did Shuangmuzi relax his tense nerves slightly, hugged Song Jingran, and said in a choked voice, "Brother Ran, I saw the man in white again, he was in front of me, but"

She didn't know what to say, every time it seemed like an illusion, but it was so real.

"Okay Xuan'er, it's just a nightmare, don't be afraid, there's nothing to do." Song Jingran still comforted softly, for Shuangmuzi's words, he always thought that it was a non-existent thing, but why was it in the Lin Mansion every time, every time it was seen by Shuangmuzi, was it really a coincidence?

"No, it's true." Shuangmuzi looked at Song Jingran, although she couldn't see him.

"Alright, alright, let's sleep again." Song Jingran gently patted Shuangmuzi's back, wanting to coax like a child, hoping that it was just her nightmare.

Under Song Jingran's comfort, Shuangmuzi slowly fell asleep, and when she woke up again, Song Jingran's figure was no longer there, and the sky was bright;

She dragged her tired body to get up and walked to the garden, but she didn't find Song Jingran's figure, and on the table in the house, a hot breakfast had already been prepared.

Thinking of this, she began to worry again, the dark soul needs someone to take care of it, and Gao Jin is going to be entangled in her own affairs, and the palace must be busy with chaos, but she can only hide here, and she can't help at all.