"Myself. I'm curious, too, but there's really nothing in there. It is estimated that the mysterious power has sealed or destroyed it all. ”

Feng Feng was still worried that outsiders had discovered the secret here, but now that he heard that Li Huan had done it himself, he didn't care. However, I still couldn't help it, so I turned around and ran.

"Feng Feng, what are you doing?"

Her figure ran away, and after a while she came back out of breath, with a pickaxe and shovel in hand, and ran to dig under the yellow cypress tree.

"If I look for it again, I don't believe that the huge place will suddenly disappear...... I remember the exact location and I'm sure I can find ......"

"Feng Feng, it's useless, I've checked it many times, but there's nothing."

She had little strength, and she went down several shovels in a row, but she didn't dig up much dirt, so she stopped, looked around suspiciously, and thought to herself, what a strange thing, so she simply threw the pickaxe and shovel, and said to herself: "Since there is nothing here anymore, it doesn't matter if the house is sold, this place is full of ghosts, and it is also afraid to live here." ”

"You don't like it here, so what do you like?"

Li Huan's voice involuntarily slowed down a little, very soft.

Feng Feng was a little strange, shook his head, stared at his frosted temples, and thought, just ask one last time, only this time: "Li Huan, why is your hair gray?" ”

He hesitated and shook his head.

It's not that he doesn't answer, but he can't say it himself. Why is it white? In this world, there are many pulsatillas, and even many teenagers are white.

is even exhausted, such as Wu Zixu, who was white-headed overnight.

"Many middle-aged people have their hair slowly starting to turn gray, and it's not unusual."

Of course, it is not unusual for "many middle-aged people" to not know each other. If it was Li Huan, it would be very surprising, wouldn't it?

But after all, he still refused to tell him honestly.

She had expected the result a long time ago, so she was not disappointed, and only said lightly: "Li Huan, I'm leaving." By the way, Ye Jia said that your current condition may be a lesion, and I hope you can check it out. ”

Li Huan asked rhetorically: "Feng Feng, are you sick?" ”

"I'm not sick, I'm fine."

He stubbornly said: "You should go to the hospital to see, I saw you have a nosebleed that day." ”

"I checked it and there was nothing sick."

"No way, you've been weak."

She waved her arm, nonchalant: "Weak? I'm as strong as an ox! Please, I'm not Lin Daiyu. ”

Li Huan thought of Feng Miaolian, who was bedridden and vomiting blood and dying, and looked at Feng Feng again, and suddenly felt that at this moment, she was exactly the same as Feng Miaolian - the real person!

Maulian: There was a time when we knew each other and loved each other so much, but since you got sick, we've suddenly become estranged – maybe that's all my fault!

"Okay, Li Huan, I don't want to explore your secret, I'll go first."

She walked a few steps before she said again: "Actually, how am I, what does it matter to you Li Huan!" It doesn't matter to me how you are. ”

Seeing that she was about to walk to the door, her hand was already on the handle of the door, ready to open the door and go out.

His feet seemed to rush over involuntarily, and he held her hand tightly, gasping for breath, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't know what to say.

She looked back and saw that his expression was so strange, as if with a deep depression and sadness.