It is a residential building in the third ring road of the city.

When the two went downstairs, they saw a big word on the bottom of the residential building, and more than a dozen people outside gathered to watch people playing chess.

Mingmei and Xunmo found the building that the crow had said.

The two walked up.

The staircase was dim, the lights inside had been changed, and it was pitch black for three floors.

Mingmei smiled and held Shunmo's hand and pulled him up.

On the fourth floor, the two stopped and looked at a door, which was already very dilapidated and did not have the slightest popularity.

Xun Mo raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the empty sound echoed in the stairwell, sounding particularly infiltrating.

The door never opened.

The door next door opened, and a woman in her forties poked her head out and asked, "Where are you from, and who are you looking for?" ”

Xun Mo smiled politely: "We are here to find Meng Jiao, is she here?" ”

The woman looked at the two of them with a frightened look on her face and said, "Meng Jiao? Who are you? Meng Jiao has been dead for ten years, don't you know? ”

Xun Mo made a look of surprise, "She's dead?" How did she die? We are her classmates! ”

The look on the woman's face became even more suspicious, and then she slammed the door shut.

Mingmei heard her muttering inside: "Two liars, the young ones actually came out to deceive people." ”

Xun Mo was embarrassed.

He and Mingmei look too small.

Meng Jiao was a teenager when she died, and she was already in her twenties after ten years of death, and her classmates should also be in their twenties.

The woman said inside: "This family has already moved out, you should leave quickly, otherwise I will call the police." ”

Xunmo: "......"

Mingmei smiled, her fingers moved slightly, the door of Meng Jiao's house opened, and she and Xun Mo walked in.

The woman next door was still muttering, not noticing that Mingmei and Xunmo had walked in from her openly, she just felt that these two people were quite obedient and did not stalk.

Mingmei walked in, and Shunmo closed the door.

The room was full of dust and a lot of bits and pieces, and it looked like it had been abandoned, and many of the things were not taken with them.

Mingmei looked at it for a while, and walked straight towards a room.

That room is very cosy at first glance, and it is a girl's room.

After opening it, a puff of dust fell, and Mingmei used a cleaning technique, and the room was instantly clean.

She walked in and saw a photo of a girl hanging on the wall, the girl in the photo, holding her face in one hand and looking at the camera with a smile.

Her appearance is soft and lovely, like a human elf, with a pair of eyes full of sorrow, as if there are infinite emotions to tell.

Mingmei looked at her photo for a while, and remembered that the person in the photo was a little similar to Meng You by the bridge.

She walked around the room, perceiving the more useful things one by one.

She walked into a cabinet, opened the door, opened the drawer, and there was a small box inside, the lock on it was broken, thinking that after Meng Jiao's death, her parents wanted to know what was going on on her, and forcibly opened it to see.

A notebook was found in the box.

Opening the notebook, a photo fell out.

It's Meng Jiao and a man.

Although the man was also a child's face, the deep statement in his eyes was never a child.

Mingmei remembered what Meng You said, there was a man who waited for Meng Po for a hundred years, and Meng Po gave up the bridge and followed him to reincarnate and enjoy the love and love of the world.

Neither the man nor Meng Po drank Meng Po soup.

The two who didn't drink Meng Po soup came back to this world, and they were born with all kinds of advantages over others.

For example, Meng Jiao's handwriting is surprisingly beautiful and extremely stylish.

Mingmei put her fingers on the notebook, flipped through the contents of the notebook as quickly as possible, and quickly summarized the contents.

What is written in the notebook is one.

The story of a woman and a man who meet, and in the end, the woman becomes a god and the man falls into hell.

……

My name is Meng Jiao, I am a star in the sky, I am a goddess in the sky, I am in charge of the sorrow of the world under the Xuanwu Star Monarch, suddenly, one day, I was irritable, and the sorrow I collected was almost poured into the Milky Way from the jade bottle to cause a catastrophe, and the horned star said that I should go down to the mortal calamity.

I think about it, too, I have carried it in heaven for countless years, and I have collected one bottle after another, and after collecting them, I poured them into the sea of sorrow.

The sea of sorrow is infinite, and it has not been filled for many years.

But I'm tired of it.

I'm tired of living like this.

For me, the tribulation may be a path.

I told Xuanwu Xingjun, and Xuanwu Xingjun agreed, so I took my own jade bottle and jade pot to the earth.

I have passed eighteen years in the mortal world.

For eighteen years, I had forgotten my life in heaven, and I was just an ordinary mortal.

My parents love me, my brother cares about me, I have a younger sister who always screams around my sister, my sister is long and my sister is short, and I am surrounded by happiness.

I grew up carefree, and I never knew that there was such a thing as time or melancholy.

Until one day, I met the man named Feng Tian.

Feng Tian was very sad.

Contrary to my luck, he was incomparably miserable.

He gave birth to his mother's death, his father hated him, thinking he was a broom star, his stepmother hated him for not being able to kill him, and his half-brother wanted his life every time he played a prank.

In his short eighteen years of life, he was set on fire, poisoned, thrown into the river, and almost froze to death.

When I picked him up, he was lying in the snow with bruised lips.

I saved Feng Tian's life, and after hearing what happened to him, I said, don't go back, you will follow me in the future.

Feng Tian was silent, he shook his head, I still have to go back, he is my father, he hates me because my mother died to give birth to me, the saint has clouds, not to mention his father's fault, no matter how wrong he is, it is my father.

For the first time, I was in a hurry, scolding, shitty saint.

Feng Tian looked at me in surprise and smiled. I didn't expect you to scold, it's so good.

I blushed and felt ashamed, how could I curse in front of a man I had only seen once? It's such a shame.

Feng Tian smiled and said goodbye, he didn't seem to feel bad at all.

I said, will you come in the future?

Feng Tian said, of course I will come, after all, you are still here.

Since then, Feng Tian really came often, and there were always large and small scars on his body.

I was so sad to see, and for the first time I found out that because of him, I was not happy, and I hated to drag him back from his father.

But I can't, Feng Tian is a tendon, he is a famous filial son there, and I did this to conceive his reputation.

However, one day, he finally came in despair, because his father died.

Killed by lightning!