"What?" Su Zicheng didn't understand why he asked like this.

Zhang Ziyu stretched out his hand and pointed to the bottle in the photo, "It's glowing, if it's not a spirit possession, it's not from this line, you can't be startled when you see it." ”

"No, he's not, this light can only be seen by the two of us and Ah Qiu, and what ordinary people can see is just a glass bottle with a jade thousand paper cranes." Su Zicheng paused, and then explained, "My friends are ordinary people. ”

"So amazing?" Zhang Ziyu returned the phone to Su Zicheng, with a look of disbelief, "No, why don't your ordinary people and friends disappear their memories?" ”

"This." Su Zicheng lowered his head, and a trace of helplessness drifted through his eyes, "I can't explain it to you for a while, but I'll talk about it when I have a chance later." ”

"It's good that they all remember you, unlike my friends......" Zhang Ziyu was silent halfway through his words.

"Remember me really well?" Su Zicheng smiled bitterly, "Can you understand that all the people around you died earlier than you, and you can only keep watching them die and be powerless?" ”

"This kind of thing...... I haven't experienced it. Zhang Ziyu suddenly didn't know how to comfort him, so he simply stopped talking.

Su Zicheng paused for a few seconds, "But I've been through it for hundreds of years. ”

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly a little heavy, Zhang Ziyu sighed and patted Su Zicheng's shoulder, "Don't worry, now that you have me, protect me, as long as I can't die, I will definitely always accompany the two of you, and I won't leave if you chase me." ”

"You're annoying. You can't get rid of it. Su Zicheng gave him a blank look.

"Anyway, what is death? There are a lot of things you said that I don't understand, and you have to explain them to me slowly. Zhang Ziyu changed the subject.

"It's something that the spirit attached to it is dead, and it's no different from ordinary objects." Su Zicheng explained.

"Spirits die, too?" Zhang Ziyu was suddenly a little curious.

"Yes, some spirits were fused with other spirits and then died, some were killed by people, and of course some were killed by themselves, so they simply decomposed themselves."

"The third type you said is very personal." Zhang Ziyu grinned.

"Spirits are the same as people, if there is no meaning to live, then they will also feel that life is boring."

"And what about this bottle, what are you going to do?" Zhang Ziyu continued to ask.

"I gave it to my friend's friend and asked him to help bury this bottle in the yard of the little house where they lived." Su Zicheng paused, and then said, "Of course, if you can find the right place." ”

"It's only been more than ten years since the snow came to this, and no matter how bad it is, there is always a little bit of the wall, and you can find the right place with the wall."

"She's been gone for more than ten years." Su Zicheng smiled faintly.

"What? Didn't she say? Zhang Ziyu was a little confused.

"After becoming a spirit possessor, the body will not grow, in fact, she has no idea how long she has been gone, plus this guy is always confused." Speaking of this, Su Zicheng seemed to think of something funny, and suddenly smiled, "The last time I ate her cooking, it was probably more than fifty years ago." ”

"So, the two of them have actually been together for a long time, more than fifty years, and it's worth it." Zhang Ziyu said softly.

"Yes, it's been so long that the spirit can't be separated, this can't be achieved in a few years or ten years." Su Zicheng looked at the photo on his phone and smiled faintly.

"It just so happened that this time it was all put together, and it will never be separated again." Zhang Ziyu's nose was sour, and he stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes.

"You're not going to cry, are you?" Su Zicheng looked at Zhang Ziyu and said faintly.

"Cry your uncle, I can't open my sleepy eyes." Zhang Ziyu don't overdo it.

"Huh." Su Zicheng turned his head to look at the sky outside, "Fuxue and Su Ai, I should have fulfilled their last wish." ”

"Anyway, you guy, you did this thing so beautifully! I thought I was a straight man, but I didn't expect my mind to be so delicate, yes! Zhang Ziyu sniffed twice, patted Su Zicheng's shoulder, yawned, and felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, "I'm so sleepy, I got up too early in the morning, I'll sleep for a while, call me when the meal comes." With that, he lay down and rolled over and went to sleep.

Turning over, the corner of Zhang Ziyu's quilt fell to the ground, Su Zicheng saw it in his eyes, stretched out his hand and dragged the quilt inside, "Well, you sleep." ”

"And you, don't go, just stay here." Zhang Ziyu suddenly remembered the text message he received before, and thought, should I tell him?

"I'm X, how old are you, and you still need someone to accompany you when you sleep? Why don't I tell you a bedtime story? Behind him, Su Zicheng said faintly.

"Why do you talk so much, let you stay and stay, it's everything." Zhang Ziyu didn't look back and closed his eyes.

Forget it, let's not talk about it, that's all, it's good.