"Clear dyeing." Su Jiuge tried hard to open this door, just like the gate of the Li Mansion, but no matter how she tried, this door just couldn't be opened.

"Why can't it be opened, you wait for me." Su Jiuge used his ability again, but the door lock still didn't move.

"Kiyozen, is it me?" The soft voice sounded again, tentative and confused.

Su Jiuge was stunned.

She thought about countless possibilities, even death.

"Is my name Kiyozen?" Through the door, the crisp and beautiful voice sounded again, but the strength was very weak, as if it took a lot of effort to say a word.

Su Jiuge's pupils shrank heavily, and the tip of his heart throbbed heavily, but it was just like being stung by a bee.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Jiuge's slender hand slowly held the doorknob, a few words, almost deep in the cavity.

This is the sound of Kiyozen.

They have known each other for more than 20 years, and it is impossible to mistake her voice since they were young.

"I don't know." The voice in the room was confused, and there was an indescribable sense of silence.

"I'll get you out, you tell me slowly." Su Jiuge pulled his long hair and looked around, trying to find a suitable tool.

None of the abilities could be opened, and she didn't know what else she could do to open the door.

"Who are you?" Clear voices came into Su Jiuge's ears one by one, and the woman's blank and clueless head was finally buffered and calmed down a lot.

Su Jiuge found a hammer that was not big or small.

The tip of his nose was sour, Su Jiuge resisted the urge to cry, but he couldn't stop crying: "I'm Jiuge, Qingran, I'm your best friend Su Jiuge."

"Jiuge? Pal? The woman's voice in the room was as confused as ever, and after saying these words, she fell silent.

She seemed to be attached to the door, as if she was far away.

It seemed like it was just a delusion on her part.

Su Jiuge was unprecedentedly flustered, as if a big hand was holding her neck, that kind of suffocation.

Knocking on the door desperately with a hammer, Su Jiuge's voice was a little chaotic and panicked: "Qing Ran, can you talk to me?"

She really desperately needed to prove that she was really in there, and that was with her.

"I don't know what to say." The woman's quiet way.

"Then I say, you can answer me." Su Jiuge tried to force a smile: "Why are you here?" How long have you been here? ”

The voice inside paused for a while, and her emotions also rose and fell, but all of them were dazed and confused, and she replied puzzledly: "I don't know, as soon as I wake up, I will be here."

This door couldn't be opened, and Su Jiuge became more and more irritable.

Tearing off the scarf that was in the way, Su Jiuge stared at the door, breathing deeply.

Why can't it be opened, there is no reason why it can't be opened.

Who is Li Beijue?!

"Who is holding you behind?" Su Jiuge asked the central question, and through a door, she couldn't see Qingzhi, and that sense of panic swept through her whole body, like a flower that instantly withered.

The woman inside looked at the furnishings in the room full of girlish hearts, her eyes widened, mixed with innocence and sadness, and she shook her head before saying: "I don't know, I seem to have been in a coma, but it hasn't been long, and I don't remember anything when I wake up."

The woman's voice was a little hoarse, not because of the cold and after sleeping, but because she didn't speak for too much time, and the voice center was a little faintly degraded.

The spreading silence and depression, Su Jiuge bit her lip hard, her pale lips were bloodshot, her nails sank deep into her palms, and she didn't know anything.

She brought Kiyozen into this world, and it turned out that the first day she fell into this world, something unexpected happened.

It turned out that she was still to blame.

Su Jiuge smiled reluctantly, but that smile contained full of self-blame and distress.