After drinking, Qiyan was drunk, her red cheeks and red eyes, she was poking half of her body under the lamp, and she was still holding the pipa and half covering her face.

I looked indifferent and said lightly, "You stand up for me. I'm happy to smash as much as I want."

Qiyan grinned.

The hands that had taken off their gloves were on the cold railing with one hand, and the other hand was scratching the old mottled old wall silently towards me.

"Come in. Don't freeze."

Qiyan stood at the top of the stairs and shook her head slightly.

The bleak aisle light bulb was reflected in Qiyan's azure magic pupils, reflecting the desolate and cold light that pierced my chest.

"Qiyan."

"Don't come here."

Under the lamp, Qi Yan's hands became more and more white, so white that it was painful. The cold snow dripping on his hands makes people feel endless pity.

In the wind and snow, Qiyan wore a thin plain underwear and let the wind blow and snow.

The long hair fluttering in the wind covered Qiyan's eyes and face, and the thrilling beauty was endless.

"Tong Tong. I've had a drink today."

Letting the youthful green silk cut through the peerless face like a knife, Qi Yan's voice became extremely painful in the wind and rain: "I promised my fiancé not to drink."

"I've broken my vows."

"It wasn't Zhuang Chihua who ordered me to break the vows. It's what I want to drink."

I was holding Qiyan's clothes in my hand and wanted to go over, but I was immediately stopped by Qiyan: "Tongtong. Don't come here. If you come here, I'll jump off here."

"I'm jumping."

Qi Yan's face showed an unprecedented determination, and the clear waves rippled in her blue eyes: "Tong Tong." I have something to say to you. Will you listen to me?"

"I didn't dare to say it before, and I couldn't say it."

"You know my fiancé."

Qi Yan raised her head and said softly and calmly, "He's dead."

A line of tears rolled out of Qiyan's soul-scaring blue eyes, and slid down the jade spirit that captivated the country and the city: "Died on the snowy plateau. 318 Great Avalanche."

"He's been sleeping there for three years."

"Today is his birthday, his sacrifice day."

Line after line of tears poured out of Qi Yan's eyes, flowing down like a thread, drawing thousands of wounds on Qi Yan's face.

"Tong Tong. I'm coming to you today...... I'm going to tell you about it."

After saying this, Qi Yan's jade head raised another half an inch: "I still have to tell you. I haven't slept with anyone."

"You lied to you before."

As she spoke, Qi Yan smiled and stared at me, "Grandpa Shi said, it's been three years, and it's time for me to come out. He said you're good, and I think you're good."

"Grandpa Shi asked me to sweep the house in my heart that had been empty for three years so that you could live in it. so that you can stay comfortably."

"I'm all clean. Like, like, it wasn't cleaned."

"I don't know how to sweep it clean."

Wiping away her tears, Qi Yan stroked her tear-soaked hair behind her ears, revealing her charming face. "I don't want to steal from anyone. The people at the headquarters, one is stronger than the other. I can't snatch them."

"I'm done. In the future, I am not allowed to say that I have a fiancé."

I stood at the door of the dormitory, watching Qiyan walk away, without staying.

A few minutes later, I silently went back to the house to turn off the lights, and after a few minutes I quietly opened the door and rushed downstairs to the steel sewing warehouse.

It's not eleven o'clock yet, and it's not the time to visit Zhong Xiaojing.

But I went.

As early as eight o'clock in the evening, the fifth master gave me a code.

Zhong Xiaojing is awake!

At that time, my excitement was boiling, but I didn't dare to show it in front of anyone.

Until everyone is gone.

After hours of torment, I fell and got up in the muddy snow, stumbling and stumbling.

When I arrived at the steel seam warehouse, the fifth master had already opened the door for me.

I didn't have time to say thank you, but I rushed forward two steps and suddenly stopped.

Looking at the light coming out of the partition room, my heart beat faster, faster and faster, out of my chest.

At this moment, I felt a great sense of homesickness. I was afraid to see Zhong Xiaojing, and I was afraid that after seeing him, the last hope in my heart would be shattered.

"My bag! Where's my bag? My bag? My bag!"

In the twilight, a panicked, hoarse and tyrannical shout resounded through half of the warehouse: "Lao Tzu's bag, bag." Sister, sister, sister......"

Hearing Zhong Xiaojing's dying trapped beast's weak and anxious ghost cry, my body felt as if it had been beaten by electricity, and I couldn't help but step forward and lift the curtain.

"Zhong Xiaojing! Where's your sister?"

On the humble hospital bed, Zhong Xiaojing, who was tightly wrapped like a mummy, stiffened, looked up at me, and hissed and roared, "Who?"

The sound of thunder blasted my soul.

I tiptoed forward, my body trembling so badly, my teeth chattering, and I couldn't speak: "I'm a child teacher."

Zhong Xiaojing on the hospital bed was petrified instantly, and after half a minute, Zhong Xiaojing, who had reacted, raised his hands and frantically tore the gauze on his face.

"Tong Shi. Child teacher. Who is a child teacher? I don't know. What's wrong with my eyes? Where am I? Where are those who killed Lao Tzu?"

I grabbed Zhong Xiaojing's hands and yelled to stop, "You're safe now. No one can find you. Don't move, you're not healed."

Although Zhong Xiaojing had just woken up from a serious injury, his strength was great.

Afraid of hurting him, I didn't dare to force myself to let go, and roared in a low voice: "I am really a child teacher. I was the one who bought your Xuanji picture that night. Do you remember? That's your sister's handwritten Xuanji picture."

"Get out! I don't remember."

Zhong Xiaojing scolded bitterly, and suddenly sat up like crazy, one hand frantically tore the gauze, and the right hand wrapped in plaster waved wildly in the air.

"Go to Nima's. There is a kind of killing Lao Tzu. I know this is your plan."

"I want to take Lao Tzu's words. Dream of Nima."

"Sister Lao Tzu was killed by you, and Lao Tzu will not let you go if he is a ghost."

"Never want to know Sister Laozi's secret."

"Come on. Kill Lao Tzu."

Poof.

I knelt straight on the steel plate.

When I heard this from Zhong Xiaojing's mouth again, I was full of expectations for a full eleven days and collapsed directly in this area, and all my spirit and spirit disappeared in an instant.

"Zhong Xiaojing!"