"Age?" It took a while for Kotozawa's voice to come from the phone.

But Jiang Sui felt that Qin Ze's voice was a little wrong.

"How's your concert going?" Jiang Sui asked.

"I've been preparing for a concert lately, so I don't have time to look for you. But I know that Sui Sui will definitely look for me~"

Jiang Sui frowned.

And the voice on Kotozawa's side continued to say: "But I've been a little busy lately, I may not have time to contact you, there are too many things to do at the concert." ”

"I still have something to do, I'll hang up first."

After saying that, Kotozawa had already hung up the phone.

Jiang Sui looked at the phone and was silent for a while, and then clicked on Qin Ze's nearest circle of friends.

Although Qin Ze is not a person who particularly likes to post on Moments, he will post it regularly.

He has this habit, which he told Jiang Sui himself.

Because this will make others feel that they are always there.

He doesn't like to say goodbye without saying goodbye, and he doesn't like to go missing.

Even if he doesn't have many friends.

And in the large group of Xuanmen, I didn't see Qinzawa's bubbling record during this time.

It's all a discussion and exchange among young people who are beginning to be interested in their own family mystics.

She put her phone down.

No, Kotozawa's words weren't exactly based on her words.

It's more like it's prepared in advance.

She raised her eyes to look at Lu Ye who was standing at the door.

"Have you seen Kotozawa lately?" She asked.

Lu Ye looked at her, and the eyes of the two overlapped.

He said, "Shall we go and see him?" ”

Lu Ye's eyes also carried something that Jiang Sui had never seen before, and he seemed to know something in his expression.

Jiang Sui's eyebrows faded, "What do you know?" ”

Lu Ye didn't hide it from her, and nodded, "Know a little." ”

Jiang Sui also had a bad premonition at this moment.

For a moment, she seemed to understand something.

Something she had overlooked, and suddenly it appeared in front of her eyes.

Song family.

Kotozawa was lying in bed and had been in a coma for many days.

Mr. Song sat on the edge of his bed, sighing from time to time.

And right next to the bed, there is Kotozawa's mobile phone.

There are also several pieces of rune paper next to the phone.

A few of the rune papers have noticeably changed and look like they've been used.

"I've used up two of them today, hey, I don't know how long they will last...... ”

"You silly boy, do you really think she can't find out? Even if you deceive yourself, you still want to lie to her. ”

……

Mr. Song muttered in Qin Ze's room for a while.

But it's better to put away these runes.

And at this time, the housekeeper knocked at the door, "Sir, Miss Jiang and Mr. Lu are here." ”

Old Mr. Song stood up and said to Qin Ze: "Look, I said that she would definitely find out." ”

This annoyed and afterthought look, as if he thought Kotozawa could hear it.

As soon as Jiang Sui and Lu Ye got out of the car, they went straight to the old house of the Song family.

The butler came out and took the two in.

Seeing Mr. Song come out, Jiang Sui shouted, "Uncle Song." ”

Lu Ye also nodded at Old Mr. Song.

Old Mr. Song's gaze stayed on Lu Ye for a moment, and then he looked at Jiang Sui, "Little Jiang, are you here for something?" ”

The relationship between Mr. Song and Jiang Sui is not strange.

After all, since Jiang Sui became the instructor of Xuanmen, their relationship has been different.

Occasionally, I often talk in the group.

"Where's Qin Ze, what's wrong with him?" Jiang Sui went straight to the point and asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Song sighed lightly, and then said, "Come with me......"

Jiang Sui frowned and looked at Lu Ye.

Lu Ye looked at Jiang Sui and said softly, "I'll wait for you here." ”

Jiang Sui nodded, and then followed Mr. Song into the corridor inside.

Mr. Song opened the door of Qin Ze's room, Jiang Sui followed in, and saw Qin Ze lying in a coma on the bed.

Qin Ze's face was pale, and his whole body was filled with a gray-black death.

He lay there quietly, completely devoid of his usual bright sunshine.

It's like a soul puppet that has been taken away, and it just lies there quietly.

Not a little angry in sight.