According to the address sent by Zhou Tingting, Xia Liangyue and Shen Xubai came to a manor.

The doorman seemed to know them, let them into the manor, and then invited them to the car.

The road is in a wraparound shape and is lined with trees on both sides. With each lap, the tree is different. The car stopped in front of an ancient building, but led them to the back of the ancient building.

Xia Liangyue was worried, but she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, a capitalist who is evil. She gently held Shen Xubai's hand, and her whole nerves were tense. I have begun to fantasize about the bridge of a police movie.

"Don't worry." Shen Xubai seemed to feel Xia Liangyue's uneasiness. Stopped, kissed her forehead, and soothed.

Without waiting for Xia Liangyue to speak, she heard Zhou Tingting's voice, "Liangyue, Xubai, here!"

The two of them went along the prestige and saw Zhou Tingting, Zhao Yimo, and Xu Xingzhou walking over quickly in front of the glass door.

Xu Xingzhou took two steps back, pushed open the glass door, and said, "Let's go, I'll wait for you." ”

Xia Liangyue hummed softly, and when she walked in, she saw a man in transparent clothes playing the piano in the square glass cover, and her eyes were a little puzzled and surprised. This new rain is too good at playing.

Her hand was pulled by Shen Xubai, and she hurriedly withdrew her senses, raised her feet and continued to move forward.

The room is swirling, and you can see people playing the piano no matter how many floors you look down from the floor. Hearing the underbeating, Xia Liangyue guessed yes, but the first thing that appeared in her mind was a string of numbers 11355.

The steward walked in the forefront, guiding them. When I walked to the second floor, I saw a female painter naked with a paintbrush and a blanket draped over her shoulders, staring out the window in a daze. The thin cool wind, bypassing the painter, stays on the eyebrows of the cool summer moon.

Xia Liangyue's ears rang with Yu Wenwen's evaluation of Zhang Xinyu, he was a very legendary person. She thinks it's more appropriate to call it magical.

It seems that a group of performance artists have gathered here, and they have their own ways to vent without concern in this small estate.

So much so that there are some wandering wreckage.

Coming to the attic at the top, there is a triangular glass house. Zhang Xinyu sat on the dark red carpet, hugging the platinum Jira cat, and staring at the sky outside the glass.

The housekeeper didn't know when to leave. Xia Liangyue and several people looked at each other, and looked at Zhang Xinyu in unison.

Zhao Yimo sat quietly beside Zhang Xinyu, followed her gaze, frowned, and said, "Although I don't know what happened, everyone is worried about you." ”

The rest of the people sat down around Zhang Xinyu one after another, revealing worried eyes.

Zhang Xinyu's thoughts gradually converged, covered his face with his hands, and said bitterly, "I'm sorry, I'm just a little sad." ”

"What happened?" Xia Liangyue stroked Zhang Xinyu's back and said with concern.

At the beginning, Zhang Yun threw Zhang Xinyu abroad, but he didn't see her run away. Now he looks depressed, which makes several people's hearts follow. I haven't heard of a problem with Q letter recently, or Zhang Yun's lace news......

Zhou Tingting held Zhang Xinyu's hand lightly, and couldn't think of any words of comfort, so she could only look at Xu Xingzhou for help.

Zhang Xinyu slowly raised his head, his eyes full of sadness, "Su Mo is dead." They all hid it from me, and if, if not, I went to him the other day, and I don't know how long I would have been kept in the dark. ”

Xu Xingzhou asked with his eyes, "Who is Su Mo?" Zhou Tingting whispered in his ear, "The one who likes to sing." ”

After all, Zhang Xinyu has too many lovers, and they can't remember who is who.

Zhao Yimo vaguely remembered that there was such a person from Zhou Tingting's reminder. He hugged the pillow and explained, "He must not want you to be so sad." As long as you remember him, he doesn't count as real death. ”

"You can travel to an unknown place when he doesn't plan to come back." Shen Xubai followed and comforted.

Zhang Xinyu leaned his head on Zhao Yimo's shoulder, and tears remained silently. Seeing them hugging her tightly, most of the panic in my heart disappeared. For the first time in her life, she felt that death was so close to her.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and smiled a little astringently, "I always thought that money could solve all problems." Suddenly, I realized that I was also an ordinary person. In the face of death, there is no ability to parry. ”

"It's not a big deal if you take it with a calm mind." Only then did Zhou Tingting understand that Zhang Xinyu was not sad because of Su Mo, but afraid of death. She shook Zhang Xinyu's hand back and said with a straight face.

People are afraid because they don't know the unknown. But except for Xia Liangyue and Shen Xubai, none of them have experienced death.

After Xia Liangyue understood the reason, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Most of the deaths are sudden, and there is no time to think." Even if you sit here until you are old, you may not be able to figure it out after thinking about it for half your life. It's better to look at everything.

As Tingting said, it's not a big deal. ”

"It all happened so suddenly, it made me a little flustered." and even subvert the previous cognition.

Maybe Zhang Xinyu had whatever she wanted in the first half of her life, whether it was wealth, lovers, or so-called ideals, everything was as she wished. Life is smooth, even if you accidentally fall, there will be countless people underneath.

One day, she noticed that something seemed to be completely out of her control, and there was no resurrection card.

She thought that death, sickness, poverty, and misfortune were all things that were far away from her, and now they suddenly appeared in front of her. It seemed that fate was silently warning her that everything was not what she thought it was.

Zhang Xinyu leaned on Zhao Yimo's shoulder, looked at the cloudless sky, and reflected, "I understand that people will eventually die, but I still dare not imagine that one day, you will disappear into this world one by one." ”

"When I was old, I must have been a cool old woman." Zhou Tingting finished fantasizing, and then added, "If you die behind me, remember to put a song at my funeral." ”

Several people were stunned and looked at Zhou Tingting in unison.

Xu Xingzhou squinted his eyes, imagining that after he died, he said, "I'm relatively simple." Open a camera exhibit in front of my coffin. ”

The corners of Xia Liangyue's mouth twitched slightly, and she complained, "I hope I'm not the last person." ”

"I hope the last person to die is Zhao Yimo. Every year, you have to burn a beautiful man for me, as well as the princess castle and money. Zhang Xinyu was thoughtful and said seriously. No one else, she is not at ease.

Except for Zhao Yimo, everyone agreed.

Zhao Yimo shook his head angrily, not understanding why they would be so unanimous on this issue. Even Zhang Xinyu, who was still sad just now, began to imagine the world after death.

And let him prepare what princess castle!

He laughed and cried, "You don't want to be bored any more." ”

"When you are alive, you can't leave any great fame. The funeral after death, without any creativity, is not too boring. Zhang Xinyu straightened his waist and looked at Zhao Yimo with a smile.

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