In Hangzhou, the climate in August is pleasant, although in recent years, the temperature in summer is getting higher and higher, but on the edge of the West Lake, you can still feel the artistic conception of "the water is shining and the sun is good".

Wu Xie leaned back on the recliner of the shop, flipping through the things he had sorted out in the past few months.

It had been more than three months since he came back from Golmud, and Wu Xie didn't seem to have recovered from it, and what happened in the end was really beyond his bearing, and he didn't imagine that things would end in such a state of affairs.

For these three months, Wu Xie was never able to get out of the nightmare at that time, and he would dream every night, dreaming of countless pictures of his passing.

But can he really get rid of it? Wu Xie really doubted that the depression in his heart was not any less than with the unraveling of those secrets.

"What others desperately want to cover up must be what you don't want to see, so pursuing other people's secrets must bear the consequences of knowing the secret."

This is Wu Xie's last comprehension, but even the little brother can't escape that fate, what can he do? How many people can keep their doubts in their hearts for a lifetime?

After coming back, Wu Xie wrote down all the things in the past year, starting from Wu Xie's grandfather's notes, until now, one by one, one by one, the details, the parts that were not clear at the time, and gradually became clear in his mind, the truth is like this, and that's all, thinking about the desire for these puzzles at that time, the absurdity in my heart is emotional.

When Wu Xie finished writing the last word, he thought about when he would be able to forget all these things, thinking that it was unlikely. But he knew that he would forget the day after all, just like the mask of the third uncle, if he wore it for too long, he couldn't take it off. Time always changes something. I just wish it had come sooner.

In the whole thing, there are still many parts that Wu Xie doesn't understand, for example, where is the real third uncle? The real identity of the little brother, where did the disappeared Chen Wenjin go? What exactly is the ultimate? Who built the huge ruins underground? What is the identity of Chen Wenjin's group of people, and what kind of plan are they going on?

And also...... What role does Mengli play in this? He didn't know what to say, Mengli always gave him a mysterious feeling, in the middle of it, and out of it, ethereal......

These things are still mysteries, but they don't seem to matter much now.

After the little brother was discharged from the hospital, he and the fat man sent him to Menglina, to be honest, he was quite weak-hearted. Although Mengli has a good family background and can afford to raise a little brother, after all, she is a girl, which is somewhat inconvenient.

But he felt that there was nothing wrong, because Mengli knew the little brother best, and he subconsciously felt that the little brother should be with Mengli. Although the little brother has amnesia......

Few people have the opportunity to forget everything, and those who are lucky enough to forget, but desperate to remember, this kind of reincarnation is simply a paradox of human nature.

Speaking in private, he is really not afraid that the little brother will never remember, but he is afraid that the little brother will remember something, but he doesn't know.

Pan Zi was sent to the hospital, it was a miracle that he survived, and Wu Xie always felt a little incredible. He was not seriously injured and recovered quickly.

Changsha is in chaos now, and Pan Zi told him that when the old man was still there, even if the third master was not there, the situation over there would be easy to control. But now it doesn't work, the trees are falling and scattered, and there are rumors everywhere, and he doesn't know what to do. Fortunately, the third uncle's industry has been shrunk a lot by Chen Pi'a Sidou, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with, he only has to take one step at a time, it is really not good, then he can only break up the gang, the money he has saved over the years has already been worrying about food and clothing, and now may be the time to retire.

Wu Xie told Pan Zi to let him find a girl to start a family quickly, and don't worry about the third uncle's industry, the third uncle is also old, and he has no children and no daughters, this thing will happen sooner or later, the dirt has been accumulated for a long time, and we can't turn the tide by relying on us.

Pan Zi didn't react, the third uncle's life and death were uncertain, and Wu Xie thought that he would never feel at ease, and he might still keep looking for it.

He only wishes him good luck.

The fat man went back to Beijing when he broke up, he was the person who didn't seem to feel the most, and went back to open and do business as usual, according to Pan Zi, this person is not only not shallow, but the city is still very deep, but Wu Xie really can't see where he is deep.

The fat man said a cliché before leaving: "The green mountains do not change the green water for a long time, and there will be a period in the future." "It's quite emotional, if it weren't for people who have spent so much time with each other and have been born and died, it is difficult to appreciate how tactful and desolate the meaning of this cliché is.

Tashi said goodbye to them in Golmud, if it wasn't for him, they would definitely not be able to get out of Tarim, so at that time they wanted to raise some money for him, Tashi said that this matter was a karma for him, and he could bring them out alive, it was already the blessing of the Bodhisattva, and he could no longer ask for their money, and then Wu Xie gave him his watch to keep a souvenir.

Jude Kao's company, Wu Xie, was temporarily out of contact, and sent several E-mails to acquaintances, but all of them were returned, and I don't know if they want to continue. In any case, this time the failure, the old ghost should also die, if he is still persistent, then he can only ask for more blessings.

As for Ah Ning, Wu Xie couldn't help but sigh in his heart, after separating from Ah Ning inside, he never saw her again, and he didn't know where she went, he was actually quite worried about her.

When he knew that A-Ning was missing, he was really anxious, and he was worried about the same mood as the third uncle, and he had to admit that she was special in his heart.

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Dust to dust, dust to dust, and everyone's life seems to be back on track. At that time, Wu Xie had just returned to Hangzhou, continued to live his 9-to-5 life, sat on the rattan chair, took a nap, woke up, bored and opened his grandfather's notes, and suddenly felt like a world away.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, after waking up, he didn't know whether he was a butterfly in the dream of a human, or a mortal in the dream of a butterfly, he used to listen to Xuanhu, but now he suddenly understood his feelings. I just feel that everything in the past year is like a dream, flashing by, and I feel that I am still in the snake swamp, and the leisurely in front of me may be my imagination before I die.

Either way, he wanted to accept it gladly. Sometimes, the end of an event is more desirable than the outcome of the event.

However, in the deepest part of his heart, he knew very well that it was too early for this matter to end.

Even, what he experienced before was just the beginning.