Eat and drink, stop and walk, and strolled on the festival for a few hours. When he was about to return to the hotel, Zonggu once again regretted that the festival failed to end with a flower fire meeting.

"I can only find a chance to participate after returning to Kinki. By the way, Lake Lake Lake Fire Fire Conference ..."

"Just today." The sound of the fog bell came from the back. "At this time, the firefire conference has ended."

"Ah, yes."

Zonggu held her up, and what she thought was that Tong Yea might not go to Kyoto in the evening, but went to the Dazhuang to watch the flower fire conference.

"Are you tired?" Holding his neck, he moved forward towards Wu Ling, kissed on his ears.

Zonggu shook his head and looked at the hotel not far away, "It's almost here."

"Um."

At the entrance of the hotel, the fog bell came down.

Back to the room, the mobile phone left on the bed really flashed.

Take a look, the number of messages is even more amazing.

Article 230 news comes from different people.

Jingzi: [Picture]

Kyoko: Let's take a look at the Biwa Lake Fire Fire Conference with Miss Yejian.

Nomadan: [Picture]

Nomadan: Holy Witch Kyoko under the Fireworks.

Nomadan: How is the capture, is it beautiful? Don't thank me, just thank you for setting up Xia Cai.

Hongzi: I finally returned to the hotel, so tired.

Hongzi: My sister fell asleep in the car. I kept it on me, so I couldn't wake up, and the saliva flowed to my shoulders.

Hongzi: What are you doing.

Hongzi: My sister came out, it's time for me to take a shower.

Hongzi: My favorite Zonggu ~

Hongzi: Do you want to see how I take a bath?

Hongzi: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Hongzi: The two messages in front were sent by my sister!

Hongzi: How about you?

The news of Tong Ye Qian, Tong Gu knew that she really went to Kyoto alone to participate in the Tanabata Festival at night.

And the last few news she sent chose to withdraw again, I don't know what to send.

"I go to take a shower."

After walking for so long, Zhaotu was ready to take a bath before going to bed. I declined her invitation to wash together. Zonggu sat next to the bed and replied the news one by one.

The last person to reply is Tong Ye Qian.

Soya: Sorry. I took the bell to visit the festival at night, and I did n’t bring my mobile phone. Did you go back?

The news was read soon, and only after four or five minutes, she sent a reply.

Tong Ye: No.

After looking at the time, Zonggu frowned.

SOYA: There is no tram if you don't go back.

Tongye: I am still on the edge of Yawagawa ...

Soya: Are you still shopping?

She replied for a while before she replied.

Tongye: What are Zong Gu doing now?

Soya: Send you a message.

Tong Ye: I want to call.

She is not right, Zonggu hidden in hopes.

I just hesitated, he still made a phone call.

She quickly picked up: "Zonggu ..."

"Tongye." Zonggu held the worst plan, but still wanted to listen to what she said first, "What are you doing there?"

"I didn't do anything."

Tong Ye's voice does not sound much unusual, "just sit by the river."

"Don't you go back." Zonggu asked.

"Go back later."

"Um."

"Um……"

"..."

"..."

Both were silent.

Sure enough, what happened, Zong Gu thought.

"Tong Ye ..."/"That ..."

The two opened almost at the same time, Tong Ye Qian took a little slower, but grabbed the right to speak: "What is Zong Gu doing."

She seemed a little nervous, and she asked without nutrition. Zonggu seemed to be able to see the worst situation in the expected rush towards herself.

He took a deep breath and decided to persuade her to go home first, "I just returned to the hotel, and now I am waiting for Tong Ye to go back."

Tong Ye Qian didn't speak.

"Don't go home so late, did Miss Qingzi call?"

"Mom is in the shop ..."

He looked at the night outside, "Then you should go back."

"I know ... I go back right away." Although so, there was still no movement on her side.

After a while, Tong Ye Qian called him: "Zonggu ..."

"Um."

"I just ... it's not just now. About an hour ago, I met a middle -aged couple by the river."

Zong Gu listened, signaled her to continue, "Well."

"Then, the auntie, said something strange to me ..."

Zonggu pursed his lips, "What did she say?"

"ha……"

Inhale, vomit.

Subsequently, there was a very light murmur in the microphone.

"..."

The ears were not heard clearly, but Zonggu's mind had replenished the word that was blown by the wind.

He felt that he shouldn't speak anymore, but he still asked the ghostly to ask, and wanted to hear her clearer expression.

"What?"

More or less, he was affected by the idea of ​​tearing everything to tear up and solving the problem.

Tong Ye Qian was silent for nearly a minute again.

"I forgot ... When I think of it, I will tell you again."

Some surprises, and some fortunately, Zonggu did not ask.

"I see."

She responded and couldn't help sighing.

"Zonggu ..."

"Um."

Her voice was all tangled and blank: "I feel very chaotic now."

"Tongye ..." Zong Gu wanted to speak, but he was more worried about her situation alone. "If you go back first, I will keep in touch with you."

"Okay." Well, there is finally a little movement over there.

Zong Gu thought for a while, and called her again, "Wait a minute first."

"What's wrong?"

"Where is Tong Ye now?"

"I'm ..." She paused for a moment, probably confirming her position, "Four bridges to the river embankment between three bridges."

"Then you return to the four bridges first."

"That's how I plan."

"Well, I'll go away."
To be continued...