An entire 21-storey building has collapsed into ruins, and trying to find a picture in it is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Throughout the night, almost the entire building was turned over, and finally the family photo was found, which was already in tatters.

In this photo, Yan Lei is about seven or eight years old, standing next to his father, and his mother is holding Yan Miaomiao, who is still in swaddling clothes.

The family was smiling, and even through this broken photo, they could feel the breath of happiness.

But all this has become a memory.

Yan Miaomiao held the photo and sat on the ruins in a daze, looking at the wreckage and corpses all over the place, without saying a word.

"Let's go, come with me to my place first."

"No, I'm not going anywhere." Yan Miaomiao's face was expressionless, and she didn't even feel that her mouth moved.

Lu Shaoyang did not rush to urge, but slowly walked over and squatted down.

"Are you going to live in this ruin?" The voice was gentle, but also full of reproach.

"You don't have to." That look looked as if he was going to eat Lu Shaoyang.

Lu Shaoyang no longer persuaded him, and stood up directly, preparing to leave.

"Well, to be honest, if it weren't for your brother doing something for me, I really wouldn't want to care about you."

"It's sad that your parents are leaving, but after so many years, you still can't get out of it, and you even want to follow them over, now that you've made up your mind, then stop living like a puddle of mud and go find them."

As he spoke, Lu Shaoyang took out a pistol and threw it in front of Yan Miaomiao.

"Remember to tell your parents when you saw them, and since they left, you have been in a state of collapse and living like a walking corpse! And tell them that everything you do is to show love for them!! ”

"Then you look at your parents again, will you be happy for what you did, or will you want to give you a slap in the face!"

The gun that was against the temple was suddenly stunned, Yan Miaomiao's eyes were dull and thoughtful, and then Mu Ne turned his head and looked at Lu Shaoyang.

Lu Shaoyang took out a pack of cigarettes given by Yan Lei, took out one, lit it slowly, and put it in his mouth.

"Whether to live well and happily according to your parents' wishes, or continue to indulge in grief according to your self-perceived love, or simply end your life and follow them, now the decision is up to you."

"Make a decision, I'm going to get my gun back."

Lu Shaoyang took a sharp puff of his cigarette and waited for Yan Miaomiao's decision.

However, after waiting for a while, Yan Miaomiao still sat on the ruins in a daze, neither pulling the trigger nor putting the gun down.

At this time, the cigarette also burned to the butt of the cigarette and slowly went out.

"Task force, I'll go back first, if she pulls the trigger, bury her for me, and return the gun to the group. If she hadn't died, I'd escort her to my villa. ”

"Wait!" Yan Miaomiao's voice suddenly sounded.

I saw her tears in her eyes, holding back her tears to prevent them from falling, and then put down her pistol and stood up.

"Lu Shaoyang, I want to go back with you."

"Then let's go, what's the ink." Lu Shaoyang turned around, and the corners of his mouth also raised.

After all the things at the scene were dealt with, Lu Shaoyang immediately returned to the villa with Yan Miaomiao.

As soon as he entered the villa, the housekeeper Lao Meng immediately greeted him.

"Young Master, why did you come back! Miss called yesterday, but you didn't come back after waiting for you all night, are you okay? Lao Meng's face was worried.

"I'm fine, this is Yan Miaomiao, Yan Lei's sister, you take her to change first, and then arrange a room for her."

"Okay, young master, the meal I prepared for you is a little cold, I'll go make a new one for you."

Lu Shaoyang immediately waved his hand and walked towards his room.

"No need, I still have something to worry about, you can bring me a cup of strong coffee, no sugar."

After that, Lu Shaoyang immediately returned to the room, took out his laptop, and began to keep querying information about the cherry blossom country.

Izanagi, Izanami, Eight Thunder Gods, Amaterasu, Yellow Springs no Kuni...

Every information about the ghosts and monsters of the Sakura Country was carefully recorded by Lu Shaoyang.

After getting a little more understanding, Lu Shaoyang lay directly on his back on the seat and fell into meditation.

At this moment, there was a sudden and soft knock on the door of the room.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

I thought it was Lao Meng who came to deliver coffee, but I didn't expect that the person who opened the door and came in turned out to be Yan Miaomiao, who had just been washed and her hair was still a little wet.

I have to say that this Yan Miao Miao is dressed up, the whole person is delicate and shiny, uneven, and the immature baby face is no worse than a first-line star.

"Mr. Lu, your coffee." Yan Miaomiao suddenly became unusual, and said a little shyly.

Lu Shaoyang couldn't help but shudder and said, "Mr. Lu? Forget it, you might as well call me by my full name, it sounds a bit embarrassing. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Miaomiao, who wanted to be a lady, suddenly changed back to her original appearance, and put the coffee in front of Lu Shaoyang with an indifferent face.

"It's true that wild boars can't eat fine chaff, be polite to you, you still have so many things."

"yes, that's how it feels." Lu Shaoyang said with a smile on his face.

After joking, Lu Shaoyang stopped chatting, but immediately picked up the coffee, and continued to check the information on the Internet while reminding himself.

Yan Miaomiao, who was standing behind her and looking at the screen, suddenly poked her head over and said with a frown.

"Izanagi? Are you looking up information about Shinto in Sakura Country? ”

Lu Shaoyang's eyes widened: "Do you know this? ”

"Of course I know, and I have studied the myths and legends and mythological systems of all countries in the world."

"Huh?! Really fake! Lu Shaoyang looked incredulous.

Yan Miaomiao was very calm, as if she took it for granted.

"Everyone has a hobby, my hobby is to collect and understand these myths, is it necessary to be so surprised?"

"I'm amazed, why didn't you play that Black Mythology game when you like mythological stories so much?"

At the mention of this, Yan Miaomiao's face suddenly became gloomy.

"I played, tied up an A-level little monster, and as a result, I was chopped to death by your Ten Thousand Thunder Array in the Endless Purgatory Event Dungeon."

"Uh... This..."

Originally, he was a little embarrassed, but suddenly his thoughts changed, and Lu Shaoyang immediately frowned, slowly stood up, and forced towards Yan Miaomiao.

"That's not right! Hacked to death by my Ten Thousand Thunder Array?! In other words, you went with them to encircle me! Isn't it!! ”

"Uh... This..." This time, it was Yan Miaomiao's embarrassed face.

Just when Lu Shaoyang was about to reproach two more sentences, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Lu Yuwei?"

When the phone is connected, all you hear is the noise on the other end of the phone, and you can hear the roar of a ghost!

"Shaoyang!! Our group is under siege by a group of ghosts!! ”