The shoulder was pushed by a soft force, and the unprepared Wu Lan fell backwards.

In her eyes, all movements seemed to be slowed down, and Su Zhiyuan stood there silently, his smiling face hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see clearly.

"No ......"

Her last voice came to an abrupt halt with the foam of blood.

A cane pierced her heart.

from behind her.

She fell back into the mirror, and on the other end of the mirror, Zhen Jian had been staring coldly for a long time.

Pulling out the crutches little by little, the vitality in Wu Lan's eyes quickly faded, and with a few violent twitches, she finally ...... Loosen your clenched hand.

Wu Lan...... He's dead.

Zhen Jian also turned into a black wind and disappeared into the mirror.

The door began to give its final hum.

Su Zhiyuan strode away.

Just a few seconds before the door was about to collapse, he flashed in.

After a familiar feeling of vertigo, he finally stood on his feet, and he was greeted by his office and a chubby body.

"Ah Yuan!" Xiaobao rushed over in surprise, "You're scared me to death, the door is about to ......"

As soon as he looked in the direction of the door, the originally dark iron door suddenly cracked, and then slowly dissipated like dust.

Revealing the mundane wall behind him.

"Whew-" Su Zhiyuan let out a big breath, and his mood seemed to be very low.

Xiaobao probably guessed something, and said comfortingly: "Ah Yuan, you have done your best, besides, that woman is not a good person." ”

Su Zhiyuan waved his hand to stop what Xiaobao was about to say next, "Be cautious, death is great, even if Miss Wu is no longer there, let's not slander people behind our backs." ”

"Ah Yuan," Xiaobao couldn't help but exclaim, "I didn't expect you to be such a person." ”

Su Zhiyuan raised his eyes and looked out the window, half a waning moon hung in the sky, and the scene became a little sad for a moment.

"Xiaobao," Su Zhiyuan said slowly: "No matter how strong or weak the people in the abyss space are, their background, status, or experience, they are all poor people in the final analysis, and we are just a duckweed in the troubled times, a tree without roots. I can't guess the beginning, I can't see the end. ”

"If you can help, you can help, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter," Su Zhiyuan patted Xiaobao on the shoulder and said sincerely: "I said this, do you understand?" ”

Xiaobao looked at Su Zhiyuan.

Su Zhiyuan didn't wait for Xiaobao's answer, frowned, and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Ah Yuan," Xiaobao said with a big mouth, "I was thinking that Brother Zhen Jian could hear what you said." ”

"He can happily lift the lid of the coffin, and then chop it to pieces, and make you soup to drink."

Su Zhiyuan let out a "tsk" sound, tilted his head to stare at Xiaobao, and said after a while: "Xiaobao, I think you have made great progress recently." ”

"Is there a Yuan?" Xiaobao scratched his head embarrassedly and muttered in a low voice: "Actually, I also feel a little bit." ”

"Yes," Su Zhiyuan nodded, "You can go on your own next mission." ”

He turned around and went upstairs, and there was a "knock" footsteps on the stairs, just when Xiaobao reacted and wanted to explain to Su Zhiyuan.

The latter's voice floated down faintly, "By the way, I forgot to tell you, Chen Yao is back with me, and he may have to stay in our house for a few days, you should pay attention to the toilet at night or something, after all, there is a difference between men and women." ”

Xiaobao: "??? ”

A minute later.

"Knock knock," Xiaobao hugged the quilt, stood in front of Su Zhiyuan's bedroom door, and asked in a low voice, "Ah Yuan, have you slept?" ”

"Nope."

"That's great," Xiaobao swallowed and begged, "If you can't sleep, I can accompany you." ”

"You save your strength to accompany Chen Yao," Su Zhiyuan turned over and chirped from inside, "It's not easy for her to be alone for so many years." ”

This night, Xiaobao fell asleep in extreme fright.

In his dream, he dreamed that Chen Yao came to break his neck, but fortunately he was repelled by a man in black.

Xiaobao was grateful to the man in black, but he didn't expect the man in black to pounce in the next second, and shouted while breaking his neck with the same action: His neck only belongs to me.

Men in Black...... has a distant face.

Xiaobao was woken up at five o'clock in the morning.

In a daze, in order to ease the relationship with Su Zhiyuan, he prepared to boil a pot of red dates and barley porridge.

He remembered that Su Zhiyuan had said that adolescence had come recently, so he simply made up for him.

There were still some greens left from the last time, so Xiaobao first rinsed his face with cold water to cheer himself up, and then used the blunt fruit knife to cut the vegetables into strips.

I mix it with soy sauce vinegar or something and use it as a side dish when drinking porridge.

In fact, there are a few packets of mustard in the refrigerator, but Xiaobao feels that it is not nutritious, and looking at Su Zhiyuan's appearance, he has been dealing with eating such things for a long time.

Xiaobao thinks he's quite pitiful.

Su Zhiyuan's profession is absolutely tall in Xiaobao's opinion, and he thought that the former's economic conditions should be very good.

But after a period of contact, I found that it was not only far from being well-off, but it was not an exaggeration to say that it was struggling with food and clothing.

Su Zhiyuan once inadvertently said that before he met Xiaobao, he only ate two meals a day.

"Why don't you make some ribs for Ah Yuan at noon......," Xiaobao thought to himself, "He seemed to like to eat last time." ”

Well, although Ah Yuan never seems to be a picky eater.

Most of the recent meal money was paid by Xiaobao out of his own pocket, Su Zhiyuan only asked symbolically, and then reluctantly took out a few crumpled 10 yuan bills and asked Xiaobao to save some flowers.

But when Xiaobao arrived at the vegetable market and paid, he found that only the first and last banknotes were 10 yuan denominations, 5 yuan in the middle, and 1 yuan.

The most infuriating thing is that one of the two 10 yuan is fake!!

Despite Xiaobao's repeated explanations, the eldest sister who sells meat still watched him leave with a complicated vision that you are a liar, a liar is shameful, and she no longer wants to see you and all kinds of things mixed together.

Roughly calculating the time when the porridge was ready, Xiaobao set off with the vegetable basket.

The vegetable basket is turned out of the kitchen.

He also didn't understand that Su Zhiyuan never cooked, what he did when he bought a vegetable basket.

The dishes in the morning market were fresh and cheap, and Xiaobao deliberately went around in a big circle to avoid the eldest sister who sold pork ribs last time.

I'm embarrassed to bump into someone.

After buying pork ribs, in front of passing by the fish seller, Xiaobao picked another fish that looked fresh, and prepared to make soup for Ah Yuan at night.

He lingered around for a long time, waiting for the fish to breathe.

The swallow is a dead fish, and the price is much cheaper.

The owner of the fish seller is also a tendon, and if he doesn't swallow his last breath, he must sell it as a live fish.

Xiaobao squatted nearby, coming over and poking the fish from time to time, until the last time, the fish was completely still.

The boss who has the standard bald head of a senior programmer and walks around in a rubber coat mutters unhappily while packing fish for Xiaobao, saying that if the fish is not good, Xiaobao will be stabbed to death, and he will be angry to death if he is not stabbed to death.