Returning to Hangzhou in a daze, Wu Xie didn't know what Wang Meng thought of himself, he only felt that his brain was blank, and he went up to the second floor of the small to completely wrap himself in the quilt, holding the stuffy oil bottle in his arms and finally handing over the ghost seal to him.

Maybe it's all over and he's back to his normal life. But he knows that everything is only the beginning of him, and that without the world of the stuffy bottle, he is an abandoned fish in the shallows, and that nothing but darkness awaits him is death.

When you lose it, you will realize that the depths of the original love have been merged into the soul. He had long since become inseparable from the taciturn man.

Early the next morning, Wu Xie felt that he could still struggle to wake up, and his heart was already numb and he didn't feel anything, but he still habitually drank water, ate breakfast, and then sat in the position where he had sat before the stuffy oil bottle and began to look at the sky at the signature forty-five degree angle.

Ay!

Wu Xie has never had the habit of looking up at the ceiling, he just subconsciously imitates his movements, but he sees a strange trace from the ceiling of his house.

Wu Xie moved a chair and stood up, the ceiling of his house was tiled, because he didn't usually clean it up, so he didn't remember that he had changed the tiles, and the piece he was staring at now was not the same color as the surroundings, this one was relatively new.

Wu Xie carefully removed the tile, and with a bang, all the surrounding ceiling tiles fell, and a brown paper bag lay quietly on the countless tiles that were broken into small pieces.

Wu Xie glanced at the ceiling with trepidation, and made sure that nothing else would fall, so he jumped down from the chair, picked up the brown paper bag and walked into the bedroom to open it, and poured the contents on the bed.

An ID card, ten pieces of light green paper, and a white sticky note paper.

Wu Xie took the note casually, and involuntarily paused, on which was the text left by the unique handwriting of the stuffy oil bottle.

Wu Xie:

I'm sorry to take your ID card without permission, you are my only connection in this world, so I leave all my savings to you, I hope you will have a good future.

Zhang Qiling

Wu Xie's trembling hand picked up the green tissue paper and looked at the numbers on it, and his heart twitched violently again.

Each deposit receipt is in the name of Wu Xie, each one is a fixed amount of money of one million, and ten deposit receipts Zhang Qiling left him ten million.

"Is it useful for me to keep these papers in a world without you?" Wu Xie muttered to himself.

He grabbed the backpack on the bed and took out the dark stone of the ghost seal to reflect Wu Xie's face, ten years? He couldn't wait a minute.

If I'm your only connection in this world, then it's up to me to find you and take you home!

Wu Xie clenched his fists tightly, as if to say to him, and as if to say to himself.

Raising his head violently, Wu Xie completely collected his original innocence, and his temperament changed drastically. This is the innocence that you are desperately trying to protect, so when I find you, I will take it out and give it to you.

A week later, when Wu Xie appeared in his small antique shop, Wang Meng ran out of the computer in fright and said, "Hello boss." ”

"Hmm." Wu Xie answered, walked straight into the store, sat in front of the computer, and looked at Wang Meng sharply.

"Boss." Wang Meng was glared at by Wu Xie's heart, and subconsciously shouted.

"Bring me the ledger." Wu Xie Dao.

"Yes." Wang Meng nodded in response, quickly ran into the back room, took out the account book, and respectfully placed it in front of Wu Xie's table.

"I'll give you seven days of paid vacation, and in seven days I'll go to Changsha to take over the third uncle's handicap." Wu Xie Dao.

"Yes, boss. Then I'll get off work today. Wang Meng hoarded his neck and ran out of the door.

Wu Xie flipped through the account book casually, and subconsciously raised his head, this time there was nothing abnormal about the ceiling.

"Well, maybe I'm overthinking myself." Wu Xie shook his head helplessly.

That's when the phone rang.

picked up the phone, it was Wang Fatzi's number, and after answering, Wang Fatman's high-pitched voice came from the side of the receiver.

"Little naïve! You okay? Wang Fatzi shouted excitedly.

"It's fine." Wu Xie responded.

"Why is your voice so low?" Wang Fatzi asked a little uncertainly.

"The little brother has entered the bronze door." Wu Xie said softly, every word seemed to be like a knife in his heart, and he babbled for more than half an hour before he made it clear about the final separation between him and the little brother and Wang Fatzi.

"Okay, I see. I'll fly to you tomorrow, naïve you hold on. Wang Fatzi hung up the phone in a hurry.

Wu Xie held up the phone and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard the busy sound inside.

The next morning, Wu Xie received a second call from Wang Fatzi, who said that he would be able to arrive in the afternoon and asked Wu Xie to pick up the plane.

Wu Xie listened to the phone call is just a good word, closed the door of the store and went to the airport in Hangzhou very early, as promised to see Wang Fatzi, Wu Xie felt that everything had not changed in a trance, the little brother was still the professional missing person, Wang Fatzi did not see the clouds or the same as before.

When Wang Fatzi saw Wu Xie's stunned smile, there was also an inexplicable fire suppressed in his chest, but he couldn't express it, he just felt a little sad when he looked at this somewhat strange person.

In the evening, I still went to the outer building, ordered a table of dishes, and unexpectedly didn't ask for wine, and the two of them ate silently, and the atmosphere was once so stuffy that a needle on the ground could be heard clearly.

In the end, Wang Fatzi couldn't hold it anymore, and slapped Wu Xie on the back and said, "Innocent, if you want to cry, cry out." Although this ending is not good now, don't we know where the little brother is? I'll go with you to him. ”

"I will go to Changsha in five days to take over the third uncle's handicap, Panzi is gone, and I will deal with some things myself." Wu Xie said lightly.

"I'll go with you." Wang Fatzi said righteously.

"Aren't you going back to Beijing to have a look?" Wu Xie raised his head and asked calmly.

"As you are now, can I go back with confidence?" Wang Fatzi said with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"I'm fine. Isn't it better for you to play here for a few days just now, and then deal with your handicap affairs and help me in Changsha later. Wu Xie looked at Wang Fatzi and said.

"That'll do fine." Wang Fatzi looked at Wu Xie and found that his pupils did not reflect his own shadow, although he was worried, he was not good at persuading, so he had to come down first.

"I'll call them one by one these days. Do not worry. Wu Xie looked at Wang Fatzi's expression and said.

"Well, you're fine." Wang Fatzi looked at Wu Xie worriedly.

"I'm going to be fine, I still have a ten-year contract, I'm going to take him home." Wu Xie said firmly.