The memorial service went on like this for most of the day. There are people from all walks of life, and many of them come with hidden identities.

It seems that everyone is immersed in the grief created by an illusion, and the most heard word in the day is mourning. But only she knows best, what do the four words of mourning mean?

The curtain was gradually drawn, but the ancestral hall was as bright as day. The candlelight flickered against the candles, and the man lying among the flowers was motionless, as if he had lost any life.

"Ma'am."

Yan Muye's body suddenly became a little dizzy because of the day. Seeing this, the servant next to him hurriedly prepared to come over to help Yan Muye.

"I'm fine." Yan Muye waved her hand, her words fell, and she saw the little bun next to her, which seemed to be diverting Mrs. Leng's attention all the time.

Mrs. Leng said that she was not sad, it was false, but she had seen more things when she got older, and many times under the noses of many people, Mrs. Leng could not expose her emotions.

Yan Muye saw the scene in the distance, the corners of his mouth raised, and then looked at Luo Jiubai next to him: "I have something to go out now, if there is something, you call me." ”

Luo Jiubai's gaze swept over Yan Muye's face, and a raised "um" word came out of his mouth.

…

Dream Finder.

He Suming looked out the window at the night that was gradually sinking, the moon quietly poked its head out, and the scene in front of the villa was sprinkled with a silver glow, coating everything around it with a layer of phosphorus silver.

"Sinking, you're not in a hurry at all?"

Shen sat at the tea table and tasted the tea in front of him. The rising water vapor slowly drifted past his eyes around his fingertips. The refreshing aroma of tea, wandering through the nose, leaves only the lightness of jasmine.

Sinking: "What is there to be anxious about, all the anxiety that can't solve the problem is a blind hurry." ”

"With this anxious time, it's better to enjoy life, my divination skills have always been very accurate, please don't question my ability."

He Suming swayed back and forth under the sinking eyelids, and then stopped: "Then you can also help me make a cup of tea, which makes me a little flustered." ”

"We're moving out of here, and suddenly I'm a little reluctant to be here."

"After all, this house was carefully selected by you, and we have been here for so long, I have feelings for it."

"Nostalgia?" Shen Yuan took the purple clay pot in his hand, and then filtered the filtered tea.

He Suming thought that the cup of tea he was brewing was for himself, but before his hand touched the teacup, his fingertips were struck: "This is not for you, don't move." ”

"Not for me?"

"Didn't I just say you want to make me a cup of tea?"

"What's going on?"

Shen Yuan's eyelashes slowly spilled down, and then he took another cup: "This cup is for you." ”

He Suming: "Damn, you are really not righteous, it seems that the cup of tea was specially reserved for that little aunt and grandmother." ”

Shen Yuan did not answer, but He Suming had already received an answer.

"Okay, then I'll have another drink."

He Suming picked up the teacup, and before the tea reached his mouth, he heard:

"We won't be able to leave here anytime soon."