Lao Yuan gritted his teeth and stood up tremblingly, he grabbed the school uniform in his hand hard, as if he wanted to grasp something.

Step by step, he moved towards the cabinet.

Over the years, he has tried his best to solve everything for Yueniang, just hoping that she can touch these things less and one day become an ordinary person.

Lao Yuan opened the cabinet, and it was full of things that he was going to take to the ground after he died.

There was a knock on the door.

Lao Yuan stood up with his body propped up, and the old voice could be heard weakly: "Come in." ”

The door was pushed open, and the man walked up to Lao Yuan with a letter in his hand.

"There's your letter."

As he spoke, he handed the letter in his hand to Lao Yuan.

Lao Yuan raised his hand to take it, and when his eyes touched the handwriting outside the envelope, the whole person was stunned.

After the man had finished delivering the letter, he walked out and closed the door with his hand.

Lao Yuan sat back in his seat, his hands trembling and he couldn't hold the envelope steadily, and it took a long time to open the envelope.

Take out the letter inside.

There are several sheets of paper.

Old Yuan put them on the table to the side and raised his hand to open them.

The hand holding the letter paper trembled.

He had barely seen the first sentence when tears welled up in his eyes.

"Grandpa Yuan, I am, Hu Zhi. By the time you receive this letter, I will no longer be in this world. Please don't be sad, it's not worth it for someone like me. ”

Tears gradually blurred his eyes, and Lao Yuan could barely read the words on the letter.

"Oh, by the way, I asked someone to bring something to Grandpa Yuan, just a few bottles of medicinal wine, I don't know if Grandpa Yuan has received it. You should have received it a long time ago, that medicinal wine is good for your legs and feet, you find someone to let them press you every day, I can't arrange someone. ”

"Click-" Tears smashed on the letterhead, blurring the words on it.

He continued to look down.

“…… Grandpa Yuan, you said that you hope I can be an ordinary person and live like this with the identity of Hu Zhi. Actually, I really want to, I really want to. But... I can't do it, I can't let myself live as Hu Zhi, and those encounters have made me unable to face myself as Hu Zhi, so I chose to leave, and in the next life, I will be Hu Zhi again, just Hu Zhi. ”

"I know you'll sigh when you hear me say that, but Grandpa Yuan, you're not a girl, and you can't imagine how hard that kind of thing hits a girl. Look, I'm confused again, Hu Zhi died when he was eight years old, and he died completely, cleanly, and it was only Yueniang who survived. ”

Lao Yuan raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes and continued to look down.

The following is a list of many things that Yueniang confessed, and even those who were in the dark.

Lao Yuan just browsed it roughly, and directly took the back pieces of paper to the brazier, lit them and burned them, leaving only the ones written by Yueniang.

I don't know if it's his delusion, he always feels that all this is about to end, completely over.

Lao Yuan's heart was vaguely looking forward to the arrival of that day.

He is old, he can't fight anymore, and he doesn't want to fight anymore, and there is no more thought to support him in this world.

Now he is still alive.

Lao Yuan seemed to understand what Yueniang had said.

Hu Zhi had already died, at the age of eight.

After all, it was a mistake between him and the snake master that year, otherwise, Hu Zhi should be living as he thought by now.