After that day, Fusu branded the spirit tree mark that opened the barrier into Su'er's hand, and returned to the room on the second floor, where the door was closed and never opened.

Time is like sand, and five days pass by in a blink of an eye.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the birds return to the forest, and the night tears open and it is a new day.

Heaven and earth will not change in the slightest because of the loss of a small life.

The stove was cold, the dining table was empty, and only the fireplace was constantly burning day and night.

Meng Yi dragged his tired body back and forth between the flower shop and Runlu every day.

After Chen Hao learned about Sang Xia's affairs, he did not propose any intention of visiting.

She knew that the mountains were inhabited by some extraordinary beings, and she always thought in her heart that maybe there was any 'immortal' who could make Sang Xia return to the sun.

And she also knew that if the funeral was really held, Meng Yi would definitely let her attend. However, he didn't mention it without saying anything. It's not that she doesn't care, but she knows that everyone must be more difficult to accept than she is, so she can't go without touching the wound.

Just like when her mother died, she just wanted to stay alone quietly and slowly heal the pain in her heart.

She didn't want to see anyone at that moment, she didn't want to hear what anyone said at that time. This level can only be passed by yourself.

Isn't that the river of life like this? Passing through it, taking away the people you love, one day, it will be your turn.

No one can escape from the same destination. Sometimes she also wonders how Meng Yi will live alone in this enduring cycle of reincarnation day after day when she leaves one day?

But she didn't think much about it, as Fusu thought, she was a pragmatic and somewhat worldly woman.

Her world is an acre and a third of land in front of her, she doesn't know what happened in the Ming Dynasty today, she can live one day at a time, what's the use of thinking so much?

However, as a strong woman who has endured the departure of her deceased husband and mother, her handling and tips for Meng Yi's words are still useful.

Although Meng Yi was still very sad in his heart, he also had to accept this reality.

Busy helping Chen Hao take care of the flower shop, busy taking care of Ping'er, busy numbing his soul.

It's just that whenever it's quiet, I'll run to the back door of the store alone and cry for a while. Chen Hao didn't say anything about letting him go back to rest or anything, because she knew that at this time, maybe he wanted to make himself busier.

Midnight sat in the tea sea in the backyard, looking up at the second floor.

The window was open, but Fusu was not in sight.

Nearly ten days had passed since the incident, and every day he woke up, he always imagined that he could see the busy little figure when he went downstairs. Smell the aroma of warm sweet potato porridge, hear the sound of the oil pot rizla baking sugar cakes...

However, every day he was greeted only by disappointment.

As the days passed, he had woken up from the illusions he had just had.

Sansha is gone. Never again, never again, no return. She's really gone.

Qiao Ziye leaned against the porch, his eyes staring straight at the gray sky.

During this time, the sky has always been like this, and it has never been completely opened. It's as if even the sky is silently mourning for her.

Fusu is no longer as crazy as he was at the beginning, and this celestial phenomenon is not something he deliberately made to reflect his mood.

He didn't even have the mood to vent. Except for staying in the house every inch and protecting Sang Xia's body with spiritual power, there was nothing else, not even a sound.

Midnight suspected that he might not even move, like a real tree, a tree rooted in the room on the second floor and growing beside Sanxia.

After throwing the last piece of firewood, Su'er went to the front yard and carried another stack into the hall, stacking them one by one like building blocks next to the stove.

'Oh, Brother Midnight, don't throw the wood around, be careful Fusu beats you'

'Come on, come on, come and beat me up'

'Qiao Ziye, aren't you itchy skin?'

"Su'er beat him, I'll help you stop it, hurry up"

"Oh, you two are real, I'm a good man who doesn't fight with women, don't, don't slap your face, ah..."

Su'er suddenly laughed.

Then, it soon became clear that it was just a memory.

She took a breath, her nose ached, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Sangxia, little Sangxia, where the hell have you been? Are you back?

..................

A voice came from outside the barrier, "Open the door, I'm coming." ”

Su'er frowned, and immediately went out of the house and floated into the air, looking towards where the sound came from.

With a wave of his hand, the enchantment opens a gap. She didn't know who came, but she saw her on her phone in the middle of the night.

As soon as Yang Qiqi entered the house, he sighed, "I've heard everything." ”

At this time, Qiao Ziye heard the sound and also came to the hall.

"I can't see you when it's important, what are you doing at this time? Midnight said, sitting down on the couch with a blank face.

Yang Seventeen was speechless for a while. She also guessed that it was not a good time to come here, but she couldn't help it.

"I happened to have something very important on hand some time ago, and I never expected such a thing to happen. I'm sorry. Condolences. ”

Midnight shook his head and didn't look at her, just looked at the backyard with his eyes open, "What's the matter?"

"What about Fusu?" said Yang Qiqi, looking around the room.

Su'er poured a glass of water and handed it to her, without a polite word, "If it's okay, please leave first." We, we're really not in the mood. I'm sorry. ”

After Yang Qiqi took a sip of water, he took out two mobile phones from his pockets.

"This should have the girl... Relic. You have a young man surnamed Bai here, and after you finish making the transcript, you will disappear, and you can't even get through on the phone.

I don't know who to look for in the bureau here, no, I sent it over on purpose. ”

The fact is that after Yang Qiqi inquired about this matter, he learned that the case had been closed, and the part that crossed the provincial border would be handled by the department over there.

So the bureau here is very embarrassed, when the first crime scene was inspected in Su Mu Diku, after the evidence brought back was cleaned up, it was judged that the two mobile phones may have been tied to two girls.

But Bai and Fei couldn't get in touch anymore, so Yang Qiqi took over.

One knew that someone had been killed, and she didn't feel very good, so she wanted to come over and explain.

It just so happened that there was something wrong in the Ferry Department during that time, so I missed the opportunity to help.

Second, in that case, it is more appropriate to ask Fusu.

Although, she also felt in her heart that it was impossible for Fusu to do it, but there was no guarantee that someone else had made a move.

After all, it is a matter of the world, and order cannot be disordered.

It's better to verify it, if it was really done by someone on the mountain, it would be impossible for her Yang Seventeen to bend the law for personal gain.