Mi'er and Nima are gone.

Nima had already treated Jiang Qin as a big brother, and left his contact information on call. Mi'er, on the other hand, looked at him with tears and hatred, ignored Ashia's dissuasion, and ran away on her own.

"Alas, the people in Baiting are too, why don't you look at her." Ahia sighed softly, still a little worried.

In all fairness, Asia also treats Mi'er as a daughter in a sense, even though Mi'er always wants to kill herself.

After all, Mi'er's baptism was done for her by Ashia, and it was also Ashia who sponsored him to go to the church in the White Court to practice and raise her to adulthood.

It's just that werewolves and humans can't coexist after all, and Mi'er still chose the White Court Church that belongs to humans after all.

Of course, Ahia doesn't blame Mi'er, who may just be a passer-by in her long life.

After all, she had lived so long that almost all of her former friends had died, and even their descendants had disappeared in time.

Asia doesn't have much attachment to this world anymore. Because Bai Ting deliberately erased and destroyed the history about her, almost no one remembers her.

This was Bai Ting's consideration, they did not dare to directly conflict with Asia, they could only choose to let her be forgotten, and let her die in oblivion.

However, she looked at the middle finger of her left hand, a brilliant red jade ring, which meant that she was engaged.

But the time of engagement seems to be a long time ago, and she no longer knows who she is engaged to, nor how much she once fell in love with him.

She also didn't know why they couldn't get married.

Time will make people forget everything, no matter how lingering and memorable, how unforgettable, and how bloody feuds there were.

However, since the contract has not yet been completed, it must be fulfilled, and she must live no matter what.

"Asia, what do you want?" Jiang Qin took out a cigarette from his pocket, and as soon as he bit it into his mouth, the flames of the lighter had already burst out.

But he suddenly thought that the proprietress hated smoking very much, and sighed with the decadent temperament of a married man, so he put out the fire.

I smelled the tobacco a little, but unfortunately took it back from the cigarette case.

"Lao Qin, I'm sorry." Ahia apologized without guilt and followed behind Jiang Qin, "I've caused you trouble." ”

"Ahia, it's okay. Isn't it perfectly solved? Jiang Qin pinched the cigarette case in his hand, pinched it full of wrinkles, and said with a knife, "You are my adoptive mother's benefactor, I will naturally try my best to help you, this may also be her last wish?" ”

"Then you're not angry?" Asia asked tentatively.

"What are you angry about?" Jiang Qin said indifferently, "Compared to you, I seem to be a bigger trouble. ”

He glanced at Ahia's wounds, and knew quite well that he was the same as her, a thorn in the side of some people.

It's kind of sameness.

It was already late tonight, and Jiang Qin's original plan to go to the bookstore was nullified because of these force majeure.

He sent a text message to the proprietress and told her that he wasn't going tonight.

Otherwise, she would probably have waited for herself all night.

The proprietress is slow and shy, and she has always replied to Jiang Qin's messages every half an hour, but this time it was different from usual, and she replied to the message immediately.

"Stay safe, and don't talk to strange women, they're going to lie to you."

Jiang Qin replied with some distress: "I'll try my best." ”

Seeing Asia who was still stupidly happy next to him, Jiang Qin was a little angry.

But he was relieved after all.

Just think of it as a husky, the proprietress will understand.

"Ahia." Jiang Qin took out a blank piece of paper from his pocket, wrote a few strokes casually, and handed it to her, "This is your bill." ”

"Well, what does this dog food mean!"

"Shut up, you know you owe me, clamp my tail honestly, and listen to me."

Jiang Qin walked slowly on the road, and Asia suddenly hugged him from behind him and pressed against Jiang Qin.

"Lao Qin, thank you, you are the only one who dares to take me in."

"Well, stay away from me, Ahia."

The night wind blew away Achia's long white hair, and the heavy mist that stood between them. Ahia's eyes were deep and long, and there seemed to be an intelligible story in them.

It was rare for Jiang Qin to meet a real Axia, she was melancholy, fearful, and had her own grace and pain in her every gesture. She was like a fantastical figure that did not exist in the earthly world, like a cloud of fog that could be seen but could not be touched.

The long and simple charm of this moment made Jiang Qin's heart tremble.

She is the forgotten.

"Asia, why the hell are you here?" Jiang Qin asked under the street lamp.

"Why? I have a contract that is not yet complete. Asia stretched out her left hand, revealing the ring, and grinned slightly, "I was once engaged, and now I'm looking for him, I don't know who he is, so do you know where he is?" ”

Jiang Qin looked at this ring inlaid with blue gemstones, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he said reluctantly calmly: "You need to find it yourself, Asia, I can't do anything." ”

The crooked crescent moon had somehow turned into a full moon, and its cold moonlight splashed on Ahia, making her look beyond the worldly fireworks.

Ahia was so indifferent that she didn't look like a person, she stared at Jiang Qin without desire and said calmly: "Yes, I need to find it myself, even if two thousand years have passed, I have long forgotten it...... He? ”

Ashia's fingers were on Jiang Qin's chest, and her face was so close that she almost kissed together.

Jiang Qin took a few steps back, hid the five fingers of his left hand, covered them under his sleeves, and said softly: "I think, in a month, you may find him?" ”

"Or is he dead and will never be found again?" Axiaya suddenly grabbed Jiang Qin's left hand, and then let go, "One month, twenty-nine days, live." ”

"I do my best." Jiang Qin's throat was astringent, and he felt that Ashya seemed to really see through everything about him.

This adoptive mother's friend, adoptive mother's benefactor, and adoptive mother's elder are really not as simple as she seems.