"Auntie, uncle, is Nange back?" The tip of Su Jiuge's nose was a little pantothenic.

Ye Mu shook her head and cried, "Where have you been for a while, you are back, where is Nange?"

Su Jiuge's originally happy mood fell to the bottom in an instant.

It turned out that Nange really didn't come back, and she didn't come back with her because she returned to the real world.

"Jiuge, where is my Nange?" Ye Mu cried and asked.

Su Jiuge couldn't speak, only then did he find out that the Ye family was hanging with white cloths.

It turned out that the funeral had been held.

"Auntie, I was separated from Nan Ge, and I only came back safely now, but I promise you that Nan Ge must be safe, and I will definitely bring her back." Su Jiuge hugged Ye Mu.

"Really?" Ye Mu asked sadly.

Su Jiuge nodded: "Really."

The things in the virtual world, Su Jiuge originally wanted to think of it as a dream, and that man was a water moon mirror flower.

But now, for the sake of Nange, she must find a way back to the virtual world.

Su Jiuge returned home, closed the doors and windows, folded his hands, and used his abilities, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't return to the virtual world.

It's as if that world never existed.

"Impossible, no......" Su Jiuge muttered to himself.

She must go back, there will be a way.

"Jiuge, Jiuge." Just when Su Jiuge was anxious, Wen Yihuan turned into a phantom and appeared.

"Huanhuan," Su Jiuge said in surprise, "You came back with me?"

Wen Yihuan nodded: "I have long been one with you, and I will naturally be where you are."

"Huanhuan, is there any way for you to go back?" Su Jiuge grabbed Wen Yihuan's hand: "You are from that world, you must have a way, right?"

Wen Yihuan sat down, pondered for a moment, and shook his head.

was originally an ordinary girl, but because Su Jiuge survived, she became extraordinary, and other than that, there was no difference.

Su Jiuge was deflated and lay down directly, extremely irritable.

"That'...... Do you think there is anyone who can help you? Wen Yihuan asked tentatively.

Su Jiuge opened her eyes suddenly, she looked at Wen Yihuan, nodded, and hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Finding her strangeness, Wen Yihuan asked.

Su Jiuge gritted his teeth, but still said truthfully: "Nange and I are born with special abilities, I am a dreamer, she is a natural foresight, and we have a common master."

"Master?" Liu frowned, and Wen Yihuan repeated.

When they were children, Su Jiuge and Ye Nange met by chance, and it was not a very pleasant experience.

Ye Nange knows everything she thinks and does, but the power of foresight is only equivalent to theory, compared to her dreams, Ye Nange is obviously not her opponent.

But they didn't know each other, and they became best friends.

In the retro old house, the maple leaves fall in all directions, and they turn into a red sky.

It turned out that whether it was in her world or Rong Xun's world, it was already autumn.

"I thought she would never want to see me." In the depths of the ancient mansion, a man wearing a men's robe of the Republic of China sat on a chaise longue, and after listening to Su Jiuge's statement, he was silent for a long time before he said this sentence.

Su Jiuge suppressed his temperament and said in a good voice: "I don't know if she wants to see you, I just know if she has the fate to see you."

"Jiuge, are you right to blame me for the things I did in the past?" The man speaks slowly and logically, his body is full of bookish air, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, gentle, and the same as the scholar who held a fan in ancient times, bowed his head and smiled, and spoke softly and softly.