After eating an unusually rich and delicious dinner, Yu Siqi was quite surprised that no one had asked him what he had experienced before.

But just when he was about to send Gong Chen back, this man was very 'sensible' and came back with a pistol and pestle at the door: "I always feel as if I have forgotten something." ”

"There's nothing pulled down from the couch."

Yu Siqi, who deliberately turned around and glanced at the sofa, didn't react at first, until Xie Chonggui said: "It's not material, but spiritual." ”

"Spiritual? What do you mean..."

Before Yu Siqi was finished, Gong Chen put his free left hand around his shoulder, and the latter said to Siqi: "Look, shouldn't we let the big guys know what you and Zhang Jimin have learned?"

Although I know about time, what you said to me is in vain. But don't I care a little bit brother, don't you, buddy? ”

"I know you're curious, but I'm afraid I can only tell you that I didn't learn anything."

Yu Siqi broke free from Gong Chen's 'shackles'.

"How is this possible? Could it be that the surnamed Zhang deliberately didn't teach you? ”

Gong Chen looked very surprised by this.

"Strictly speaking, he did teach me something, but it was all theoretical."

Yu Siqi's emphasis on the word 'theory' made Gong Chen not know how to answer.

Just when Siqi thought that Gong Chen would probably go back directly this time, Xie Chonggui walked over and looked at him with meaningful eyes, "You shouldn't be completely honest, right?" ”

"Why do you think so?"

Yu Siqi was naturally slightly shocked in his heart, but there was a calm expression on his face.

"Because as far as I know, if it's just pure theoretical knowledge, there are a lot of institutions that can teach you. It stands to reason that there is no need to deliberately involve outsiders like Zhang Jimin. ”

Xie Chonggui's eyes looked at Yu Siqi through his lenses, as if he thought he was lying.

"No... Dudes don't usually lie to me, right? ”

Gong Chen's 'right' is used very cleverly, which does not make people feel that he is questioning, and makes people vaguely feel that he is still a little suspicious.

"Of course I won't lie to you, after all, I'm telling the truth. Let's take Gui's question, indeed... With such purely theoretical knowledge, the time management team in the organization seems to be up to the task.

But they didn't take on this task, so Agui, you deduced that I was lying, right? ”

Yu Siqi looked at Xie Chonggui's face calmly.

"Hmm... That is true. ”

Xie Chonggui nodded and agreed with Yu Siqi's words just now.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Siqi spoke again: "Then did you ever expect that there would be some personal entanglements between myself and the time management group in the organization?" If it is those who are narrow-minded, they are not willing to give up Peterstoy and teach me the word. Director Bao found another way and found Zhang Jimin. I wonder if such an explanation can clear me of the suspicion of lying? ”

"Absolutely!"

Father An's words are undoubtedly in solidarity with Yu Siqi.

Even if others still have any doubts about this, I am afraid that they will be dispelled because of this approval of the priest.

No, as soon as Gong Chen heard Father An's words, he immediately opened the door, "I don't think it's too early, so I'll go back first, bye." ”

"Heart on the road."

Yu Siqi walked out in Gongchen and closed the door.

Then, he heard the sound of a car starting not far away.

After Gong Chen drove away, Yu Siqi returned to the dining table, Xie Chonggui glanced at him, sat on the sofa with his book, and started a new round of reading.

Xie Baozhen tied an apron for herself and cleaned up all the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

Father An, who was sitting opposite Yu Siqi, looked around without any other spare, and said to Siqi: "The explanation just now is really good, you must have worked this, right?" ”

"It's all priests, you teach well."

Yu Siqi lowered his voice.

"Go wash and sleep. You've been busy, you should be tired, right? ”

It was a bit surprising that Father An did not take this opportunity to ask Yu Siqi a question.

However, Yu Siqi didn't have any other ideas, so he agreed to the priest's proposal.

After washing, Yu Siqi lay in the fluffy and soft quilt, and soon fell asleep.

This time, his mind fluctuated to the sound of a piano, and finally came to a winding mountain road.

Looking at this dangerous mountain road, Yu Siqi's first thought was not how to walk, but how to use the way to fly to reach the top of the mountain.

Although he had no idea why he was heading to the top of the mountain, the sound of the piano that had been lingering in his ears was undoubtedly coming from the top of the mountain.

He wanted to see it, or his heart drove him to want to see it.

In the process of flying into the air, Yu Siqi noticed that the sound of the piano had changed from the previous soothing melody to the music of Xiao Killing.

Although this could not affect himself, Yu Siqi still observed the surroundings cautiously and attentively before continuing to fly upward.

When he landed alone on the top of the mountain, Yu Siqi saw a woman dressed in white, playing the piano at the desk.

In fact, there was no need to get close, Yu Siqi had already roughly guessed that this person was Wan Jiatang.

Because in his impression, it seemed that only this woman would show herself in white; This is the only woman who is always dressed in white.

"I don't remember inviting you."

Wan Jiatang, who stopped playing, raised her head, and her crescent-like eyebrows wrinkled slightly on her beautiful face.

"You just treat me as uninvited."

Before Yu Siqi could think about how to respond, his own mouth actually came out with this sentence on his own.

"What an uninvited one. You should know how I'm feeling right now, right? ”

Wan Jiatang lowered her head again, this time she played a more mournful tune.

"Of course I know, after all, you've lost a lot."

Yu Siqi's mouth unconsciously began to speak again, which made him very puzzled.

"Now that you know the cause and effect, why are you bothering me?"

Wan Jiatang exerted a little force, and the string broke at this moment.

"Haven't a strange woman as wise as you have not yet guessed why I came? You know I can't let you go any longer. This war has brought too many deaths. ”

Yu Siqi has gradually adapted to this situation where he can answer the call smoothly without any operation.

"Can't, or don't you want to?"

Wan Jiatang asked indifferently.

"Both, or neither. Either way, the farce you're leading must be stopped. ”

Yu Siqi took half a step forward, holding her chin with his hand, forcing her to look at herself.

"If I wanted to say 'no' to you, would you kill me with your own hands?"

Wan Jiatang sneered and pushed Yu Siqi away.

"I think I would, if that's what you expect."

Yu Siqi did not react to Wan Jiatang's words. In fact, he just casually responded with a somewhat staggering remark.

"Come on, then! I've long wanted to see you, who have lost your throne, and how many fangs you have. ”

Wan Jiatang slowly stood up, and a long sword that exuded cold air slipped out of her cuffs, and was held tightly in her hand

At this moment, her eyes looking at her were as cold as they were, which could make Yu Siqi vaguely feel some chills that she had never felt before.

If Yu Siqi encounters this situation himself, it is estimated that he will not be able to run?

But who would have thought that he just whispered sorry, and with the momentum of covering his ears and thunder, he dodged to Wan Jiatang's side, snatched the long sword from her hand, and stabbed it into her chest with his backhand.

"Jiatang, I'm sorry."

Yu Siqi hugged Wan Jiatang, who had no time to react, and looked at her with a gentle face.

"I'm satisfied to die at your hands. It's just a pity for the people I've worked so hard to raise for you, who... It should have made your career. ”

Wan Jiatang knew about her injury, she didn't take any measures to resist, but just let Siqi embrace herself into her arms

"Forgive me."

Yu Siqi took a deep breath and spit out these three words.

"Forgiveness? You begged me for forgiveness when you pierced my chest with a sharp blade? Oh, you are really not him anymore, the person I love, he is dead. ”

Wan Jiatang spat out a mouthful of blood, and Yu Siqi's eyes were splashed and almost couldn't be opened.

He wiped the blood from his face, glanced at Wan Jiatang, who had died of anger, and whispered: "Don't be afraid of death." In the end, it's just a new beginning. ”

In fact, when he saw this, Yu Siqi himself had already realized that this was most likely what Yu had experienced. But he still can't understand why these two people love each other, why do they kill each other?

Just when Siqi was thinking about this problem, his own mouth opened up again, but unfortunately at this time, he seemed to have been thrown into a blender, and the whole person was shaky and unsteady.

Later, when Yu Siqi realized that he was just dreaming, he saw Xie Baozhen standing beside his bed, and couldn't help asking, "Is there something wrong?" ” )