"In love?"

"At the beginning, I asked Wang Yue what love was, and then she recommended these books to me." Wan Qiu said truthfully.

Chu Yigui remembered that most of the content he had watched had romantic relationships.

Chu Yigui never thought about falling in love.

Even if Wan Qiu mentioned it, he couldn't even associate Wan Qiu with love.

"Not all of them are in love." Chu Yigui just said, "Maybe there will be something in the content you think of later." ”

Wan Qiu blinked and asked, "Then what should you do if you know who your love partner is?" ”

This question is difficult to answer.

Chu Yigui thought about it for a long time and couldn't give Wan Qiu an accurate answer.

In the end, he just said, "Maybe only after you know, you will know what to do." ”

Wan Qiu only mentioned it unintentionally, and he didn't bother to get an answer.

It's just that Chu Yigui's fingers tapped on the article on his phone, but he found that the text could no longer be read.

If love is recorded, will it be possible to see the future of love?

Chu Yigui couldn't imagine that scene at all.

But for some reason, it's more like a ...... than unimaginable

Unwilling to imagine.

"Wanqiu." Chu Yigui extinguished his mobile phone, and suddenly turned his head to look at Wan Qiu, "You said that you wear books, so do you also have a past life?" ”

Wan Qiu was stunned, then nodded.

Chu Yigui asked, "What was your past life like?" ”

Chu Yigui was also puzzled, if Wan Qiu had a previous life, why would he be like this.

Wouldn't it be smarter to have the memories of two lifetimes?

Wan Qiu sat cross-legged opposite Chu Yigui at this time, and thought carefully: "I actually can't remember the things in my previous life clearly, it seems that the more I learn now, the more unclear my previous memories become." ”

"What do you remember?" Chu Yigui asked.

"I was thrown into the snow and died, I remember this very well."

Suddenly, there was a roar in Chu Yigui's mind.

"What...... Meaning? Chu Yigui heard his dry voice.

Wan Qiu was keenly aware of the change in Chu Yigui's mood and tried to comfort: "Yigui? ”

"Can you tell me clearly?" Chu Yigui held Wan Qiu's shoulder.

Although Wan Qiu didn't know why Chu Yigui was suddenly unhappy.

But Wan Qiu could read Chu Yigui's eager expectations.

Wan Qiu sorted out the language, and slowly told that it was not so deep in his memory, and he only vaguely remembered his past life.

Chu Yigui listened quietly.

He can only construct a small, crowded world in his mind.

Wan Qiu could barely say anything, most of it was just repetitive words.

But the more blank it is, the more Chu Yigui can imagine the imprisoned Wanqiu.

What Wan Qiu remembers most is the starry sky he saw after being abandoned in the snow.

It was the most beautiful thing he'd seen since he was born.

Even then, he didn't know what the sky was, what snow was, what cold it was, and what death was.

In the end, Chu Yigui hugged Wanqiu in his arms.

Wan Qiu looked up a little confused: "Don't you listen?" ”

"That's it." Chu Yigui's breath blew Wan Qiu's hair.

No matter how much Wanqiu recalls and says more, there is actually no substantive content.

When Wan Qiu was talking about the past, he was more in a calm tone.

Suffering became his ordinary.

Chu Yigui happened to remember the painting that Dr. Yanhua had done for Wan Qiu.

Calling up the previous records, Chu Yigui watched it again and again.

These paintings, which Yan Hua and others could not understand, Chu Yigui became the first person to understand.

The black, the red, represents darkness and blood.

It was only in the shape of a human being, but what was finally covered was the ...... of the past Mother.

In those unpleasant black paintings......

Chu Yigui saw Wan Qiu's past life with his own eyes.

It was only after knowing these things that Chu Yigui gradually understood that what they had done in the past had hurt Wan Qiu far more than they knew.

This clarity on which he depended was shaped by what kind of suffering.

originally thought that his apology to Wanqiu was just a corner.

Distressed, guilty, worried, countless complex emotions returned to Chu Yigui's body.

Mixed with Chu Yigui's involuntary pain.

In the desert, the oasis of hope that is cherished and preserved is given a new life to those who are about to die.

The resurrected man made a promise to the god of death in return for the gift of nature.

In the desperate way, he found a faith that belonged only to him.

——

Yang Xiaoyu was working and suddenly received a message of special concern.

immediately stopped what he was doing, turned on his phone, and saw a message of Wanqiu lying quietly in the group chat at this time.

Wan Qiu: Does my existence make you feel better?

Yang Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows.

Soon Wan Qiu sent a new message.

Wanqiu: If I were a bad boy, a very bad one, what would everyone do?

Yang Xiaoyu didn't understand why Wan Qiu suddenly sent such two strange messages, compared to the previous second reply, Yang Xiaoyu called Chu Jianshu first.

The moment the phone was connected, Yang Xiaoyu asked, "Did you see the message sent by the baby in the group?" Did something happen? Baby did something bad? ”

I don't know why, thinking that if Wanqiu did something bad, Yang Xiaoyu's first reaction was actually curiosity.

What kind of bad things will her well-behaved baby do?

Chu Jianshu was silent for two seconds and said, "No, Wanqiu and Yigui have been studying at home recently and rarely go out. ”

Yang Xiaoyu: "Then why did you suddenly have a whimsical idea at this point in time?" ”

Chu Jianshu replied bluntly: "I don't know." ”

Because this question is too abrupt, there is no cause and effect, and it is impossible to judge at all, Yang Xiaoyu can only reply at discretion.

Yang Xiaoyu: Because of the baby, my mother feels that everything is getting better.

Yang Xiaoyu: Mom is really happy that the baby can come back.

Yang Xiaoyu: If the baby does something wrong, the mother will definitely tolerate it, no matter what.

Soon Wan Qiu replied to the message: It is a very excessive, very excessive thing.

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't imagine how far Wan Qiu was excessive.

Yang Xiaoyu: Baby, for example?

Wan Qiu didn't dare to give an example.

It's just that Wan Qiu looked at the words now recorded in the notebook, and was at a loss.

Chu Zhang: Did the little angel do something bad? Why don't you take your eldest brother with you, eldest brother likes to do bad things the most!

Chu Zhang: Wanqiu, is Wanqiu here?

Chu Jianshu: Tell me what is going on, and I'll take a look at the specific situation.

Yang Ze: I'll find a way.

Yang Xiaoyu: Baby? Did you really do something bad? No matter what, you have to tell your mother, and you have to trust your mother.

Chu Zhang: The sky is falling, and Dad is holding it, Dad can't stand it, and there is brother!

Chu Jianshu: Wanqiu, answer the phone.

Wanqiu didn't see the group chat that suddenly made a fuss in the group, and the phone was adjusted to mute because it was a lunch break.

Wan Qiu had just woken up from a nap.

Suddenly, there was a knock on Wanqiu's door, and Wanqiu got up from the bed to open the door.

Standing at the door was the white butler.

The white housekeeper asked respectfully, "Wanqiu, is there anything you need help in?" ”

Wan Qiu shook his head a little dazedly.

"I'm sorry, Butler White." At this time, Chu Yigui was standing beside the white butler, and he turned his head to look at Wan Qiu, "Is it a nightmare?" ”

Wan Qiu nodded.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare." Chu Yigui smiled and said to Butler Bai, "I will take care of Wanqiu." ”

Butler Bai smiled at Chu Yigui: "Okay, then I'm sorry for you." ”