There is something stagnant between them, which is indescribable, it makes people feel stuffy, there is a heavy thing pressing on their chests, and it is uncomfortable to breathe.

"I went this year, and I met an old friend, guess who?"

Shigong shook his head: "I don't want to know." ”

"Yes...... It's disgusting to watch. When people are alive, they are all wolf-hearted, and when they die, one is more affectionate than the other. ”

His tone was light, but there was bitter resentment in his words.

"Let's go."

There was already some chaos in the hall of the Qi family, someone chased it out from inside, and the master took my hand and got the man's boat, there was a flag on the boat, a white goose on a black background, and the people of the Qi family stood far away and did not dare to come to inquire. Untie the cable, and the boat has left the island.

"Come, you must not have eaten anything, I have wine on board."

As soon as men meet, they seem to have to drink. I drank it when I went to Leijiazhuang, and I drank it again when I got to this boat.

They didn't care about me, the boat was prepared with a few cold dishes, I just grabbed the fruit and put it in the handkerchief and took it out to eat, the sky was overcast, the lake was foggy, I couldn't see the shore of the lake in front of me, and I couldn't see the island just now, a lonely boat was swaying on the water, not in front of the back, not leaning back, making people feel bottomless.

I was full of thoughts about listening to what they had to say, but who knew that the two of them were drinking sullen wine, one staring out in a daze, the other staring at the wine glass in a daze, and taking a sip of wine from time to time.

What kind of reunion is this?

The cabin was filled with alcohol, I didn't drink, and I felt a little drunk and dizzy just by smelling it.

I got out of the cabin and sat on the bow of the boat, and I felt a little clearer when I was blown by the cool breeze.

For some reason, I always think that the messenger of the Wild Goose Tower should know me.

I mean, I mean, who I used to be.

I don't have any reason for it, it's just a gut feeling.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Shi Gong also walked out of the cabin. There was a hint of redness on his cheeks, and his eyes weren't as bright as usual.

Uh, wouldn't you get drunk?

He had a faint smell of alcohol on him, and stood there motionless and looked at me for a moment, then slowly sat down on the side of the boat.

"Master?"

I squatted down and shouted to him again: "Master? ”

His eyes were lowered and his breathing was thin.

I don't know if he's still awake, but I have a thought in my heart that I can't resist—even if the question in my mind is not answered, I will rush to the current situation of my master. It shouldn't be too much trouble.

"Wu Ning...... How did he die? ”

I asked carefully, in a low voice.

Shigong's eyelashes fluttered, and he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Didn't move, didn't respond.

I touched him lightly, but he didn't respond.

Oops, too drunk.

Ah, there's another person in the cabin, I don't know if he's drunk too.

Maybe you can get something out of him.

I lifted the curtain and went into the cabin, choking on the smell of alcohol. The man in black lay motionless at the edge of the table.

I cautiously leaned over and tentatively shouted, "Hey, are you okay?" ”

The man vaguely agreed.

I overdrank it too.

Forget it, it seems that trying to take advantage of people to get drunk and take out the truth won't work.

I searched in the cabin, took a cloak and went out, and covered my master. I didn't have the strength to carry him into the cabin, and I was afraid that he would get a cold outside.

I put the cloak on him, and my master's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at me in a fog.

I don't know if he recognized me or not.

He didn't look like he was awake at all. The smoke on the lake is vast, and the wind is getting cooler and cooler.

I took the opportunity to ask again: "How did Wu Ning die?" ”

Shigong's eyes closed, and he whispered: "She has betrayed her relatives and left, and there is no way out...... Committed suicide ......."

I listened in a daze, feeling like I was listening to someone else's business.

Suicide?

No, it won't.

I remember, I was supposed to have been killed by someone else.

Perhaps, what he said is true?

All I remember was the last, the blood-colored light obliterating the entire vision. Yes, seeing blood, my own blood.

However, that doesn't mean someone else killed me.

So I committed suicide?

I sat next to my master in a daze, there were still a lot of questions, but now they were all blocked, suppressed, and I couldn't say a word.

I don't think I'm going to kill myself with a personality like mine.

I don't know what happened before, but isn't the most precious thing about a person life?

No matter what kind of desperate situation, as long as you live, there will be hope.

All bad things will pass, and good things will come.

Why commit suicide?

Shigong said that there is no way out, why is there no way out?

As he said before, he did all the bad things and killed people like hemp, so he ended up on a dead end?

I couldn't believe I could be such a madman.

Maybe I shouldn't be looking back on my past.

Once upon a time is once upon a time, whether it is joy or sorrow, glory or humiliation, it has passed.

I buried my face in the palm of my hand and let out a long breath.

But...... But if you want to forget, why not forget them all?

Why do you still want me to remember the bloodshot in my eyes at the end-

Why don't you forget that moment too?

The hull of the ship shook suddenly, and I looked up, thinking that the ship was docked.

No, the boat was on the lake and ran into a bigger boat.

The bow was high, painted black. I looked up and saw someone on the bow of the boat.

I couldn't see clearly, but the man's black cloak was blown by the wind, and I could see the black corner.

"Yan San'er, come out."

To say, this voice is not colder than my master's voice, and it does not seem hard, but when you listen to it, you feel that your back has to be straightened unconsciously. There's a word called awe, and that's it.

Yan San'er is the one who got drunk in the cabin, right? He can't get out now.

I shook my master again, and he couldn't wake up.

The man above said again: "Yan San'er? ”

I couldn't help it, so I raised my voice and shouted: "Yan San'er is drunk and sleeping." ”

It was as if there was a gust of wind beside him, and there was one more person in front of him.

He is also dressed in a black robe, the same as Yan San'er's dress, but different from Yan San'er's sharp and fierce spirit, he is like a mountain, which makes people need to look up.

It's not because I'm a child, he's an adult much taller than me, and it has nothing to do with being tall.

"What's your name?"

I tried to look away, but I could only look at him.

"Qi Sheng."

This person's eyebrows are thick and black, and with such eyebrows, he should have a fierce face.

But he's not. His people are not the same as his voice. has such a voice and momentum that is not angry and arrogant, but when I really see him, I feel like a teacher - very square, very rigorous, very ...... Mild.

I raised my face and asked him, "Who are you?" ”

He said: "I am the owner of the Wild Goose Building. ”

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I went to hand over the towel while the big orange was taking a shower, and he said, "Mommy's coming," and I said, "I'm here for a visit."

So he learned the word visit, climbed into bed after taking a shower, lay on his back, and said, "I'm here to visit......