Old Lady Wen beckoned to Si Tong from the other side: "Hitomi!" ”

Si Tong and Mrs. Wen and her party were across a busy road.

"Is it your grandmother? Let's go over, shall we? Xu Weiwei said to Si Tong.

Si Tong has this intention.

Wu Zhiyue, as Si Tong's friend on the main campus, is not good to leave alone.

A few people stepped forward together.

"These kids are all Hitomi's friends?" Old Mrs. Wen smiled kindly, looked left and right, and looked around Xu Weiwei and Wu Zhiyue.

Si Tong, who has always spoken little, is no exception at this moment, and he still did not speak.

"Hello grandma, we are!" Wu Zhiyue was infected by Mrs. Wen's atmosphere, and responded with a sweet smile.

When Mrs. Wen heard this, she was happy: "Then you guys have fun!" ”

The side eye noticed that someone was rushing towards his side, and his eyes moved slightly.

In an instant, she turned sideways.

It was Fang Bufan, he rushed over from the hospital.

Fang Bufan, who was slightly excited, pounced into the air, he didn't care much, but asked excitedly at Si Tong:

"Hitomi! I just found out, are you a feng shui master? Will you be by the brook that day...... I've heard that you have extended the life of Grandpa Wen, so that Grandpa Wen can stand up!

"You...... Can you also prolong my grandmother's life and cast a spell? ”

Although I think this request is a bit excessive.

But Fang Bufan didn't want to lose his grandmother!

"Wind, feng shui master?"

"It's still a feng shui master?"

"The daughter who was just recovered by the Wen family is amazing!"

There was a circle of successful business people standing around, and when they heard the sound, a group of people probed their brains and were shocked.

On that day, Si Tong extended the life of Mrs. Wen for ten years, and only some people had heard about it, and the news had been suppressed by Mrs. Wen.

I don't know where Fang Bufan got the news.

"Feng Shui Master? Is there still this thing in this era? Yang Zijun was also shocked.

Wu Zhiyue was very surprised: "Hitomi, why haven't you told me?" ”

Xu was also slightly stunned.

The people around were surprised for a while.

Suddenly, he heard Si Tongdao, his voice was cold, without a trace of warmth, and his tone was resolute: "No." ”

"Bu Fan, you learned in vain, right? Still thinking about this crooked way? It's not that you don't go downstairs! Get back! Fang Qi frowned fiercely and shouted at Fang Bufan.

Regardless of what Si Tong is, even if she released the red pupil by the stream last time, Fang Qi, who has believed in science since he was a child, will never believe in Si Tong's crooked and evil things!

"Leave me alone!" Fang Bufan glared at Fang Qi fiercely, and looked at Si Tong again: "Why?" ”

Si Tong's eyes were never on anyone.

After crossing the north gate of the People's Hospital on the side of the road, her eyes were staring at an unsheltered flower garden not far away.

In the flower garden, there are more than a dozen lonely manzhu sawahs.

Red Beyond Flowers.

A few rhizomes are still there, but the strange flowers are gone. Some of the rhizomes and petals are still there, but they are mercilessly trampled under the feet of passers-by, and everyone pushes the wall down.

In the distance, there are also a few children holding the petals that have been ruthlessly picked, playing happily.

In front of everyone, Si Tong's lonely figure strolled to the side of a few flowers on the other side.

When the flower saw her, it seemed to be bright red, and the bewitching petals and needles bloomed with the most dazzling light, which seemed to fully correspond to her most noble status.

However, when Si Tong came here, he moved his hand and lit a lighter that came out of nowhere, burning them.

The burned flowers will return to the end of the world. That's their paradise.

When it burned out, Si Tong turned around, responded to Fang Bufan indifferently in front of everyone, and said words that made everyone seem to understand or not, but they were surprised by the meaning of her words:

"There will come a time when everything will return to the world that suits it.

"No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they don't belong here.

"The flowers that bloom on the other side of the road to the Gates of Hell will eventually return to the world where they belong. Your grandmother, too. ”