Wusa Xi woke up that night, Wuma Xi woke up before the day, and went to Jianyou's room to see that Jian You also disappeared. He turned straight to the border room and saw a darkness in the realm room.
Ye*] [*] Wu Ma Xi was about to turn around and leave, but heard some vague sounds. When we woven the infinite light, I saw Jian Youzhu kneeling next to her grandpa's body, crying and sorting out his appearance while crying.
Wuma Xi silently spoke on the lights, sitting on the other side of the corpse, and helping the corpse to sort it out.
Jing Rong, changed clothes, until the body was buried, Jian You has always been quiet.
She shed tears silently, and even Shi Muting appeared next to her, and she was unwilling to ignore it, but just looked at her grandpa.
In this deserted and desolate atmosphere, time slowly passed, and in a blink of an eye to New Year's Eve.
Han Xiaoli waited for a few colleagues to return to his hometown. Shi Muting also moved to the Heavenly People's Pavilion. There were only two people in the family. The emotions of Jian You still did not slow down.
To get a warm New Year's Eve, helplessly, except for the good barbecue, the rest of the skills are scribbled, and he can only go to the restaurant to buy takeaway.
The sky is still yin, and the leading clouds are heavy on the top of the head. The cold wind blows across the street, so that the red and green and green on the street are exhibited. In the dark sky of Yin, there is a kind of crazy taste.
There are many pedestrians on the street, and there are only a few vendors in the night market.
Wuma Xi picked a half -person bear on the puppet stall and walked back with the food box.
Near the door, I saw the horse -faced man. []
In the arms of the horse face man, holding a beautiful body of Xue Tiehua. [Ye*] [*]
A sharp blade was inserted in Xue Tiehua's chest, and the blood flowed out of the wound, dyed his pink SE's shirt into dark red.
The horse -faced man's face was desolate and sad, such as walking slowly on the street. When passing by Wuma Xi, he turned his head and stared at him. At that glance, he was full of resentment and sadness, and the eyes that lost love.
One man, to another man, there will be such a deep feeling.
This is the emotion that Wuma is unable to understand, but its sincerity and pain are still moving.
It wasn't until the back of the horse face man disappeared at the corner of the street, and Wuma Xi continued to move forward. After a few steps, a acquaintance was jumped out of the street, and he was lacking.
In the past few days, there was a long vacation in the courtyard. Wuma Xi was busy with Grandpa Jian You's funeral, and did not care about Lao Que. Laoshuo asked the news from the back of the car from Luo Han to Henghara.
Suddenly, I came directly to the door.
The lack of face staring at him well, and said, "What do you want? Is the plan?" Is it? "
Wuma Xi said lightly: "The plan is still ongoing, and the materials have been acquired. However, maybe this method may not be used, we may borrow the strength of others."
"Do you mean the next month of the red -granation?" There is a kind of flame in the lack of attention.
Wuma Xi Dao: "No. []" He originally wanted to borrow Shi Muting's power, but to borrow her power, it is necessary to count the Jian You's calculation, which makes Wu Ma Xi a little unsure. (
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Worked: "No matter who you want to borrow, I jing sued you, Che Han has returned to Hisharahara. It is estimated that I am investigating my whereabouts. If I was brought back by Che Han, I will drag you to die together."
Wuma was too lazy to respond to him and turned to another topic, saying: "How did that person die just now?"
"That man is crazy about women's clothing?"
Wu Ma Xi nodded.
"You have a mood of gossip," you laughed very coldly.
Wu Ma Xi glanced at him coldly, his tone was a bit strict: "The dominance of the plan is me, I said, you listen."
He hummed cold, and did not argue with him, converged his tone slightly, and said: "Suicide."
"Why?" Wuma Xi looked at the blood on the ground.
"The crazy suddenly ran to the street, kneeling on the ground and shouting for help. He shouted a few words and started to pull guests like standing street girls. Later, he suddenly trembled, and he pulled out a dagger from his arms to pierce his heart."
The tone was calm a lot, "Before he died, he inquired about a young researcher at the address of a young researcher. What the young researcher said, what you said?"
Wu Ma Xi didn't speak, but it was a little desolate in his heart.
It seems that Xue Tiehua said that day did not need help, because he was lost Xing. After being awake, he ran out for help, but the help did not find it, but the devil hit again, so he finally desperately desperately.
Ten, chose to commit suicide.
Lucky said: "I can't control your gossip, but if I mistake me, I will make him die ugly."
Wu Ma Xi said coldly: "Go back and wait for my news."
Laosa looked at his back, forcibly pressed the anger, put on a thick hat, and drilled into the alley next to it.
After returning home, Wu Ma Xi went to see Jianyou first.
She still sat in the room silently and spares nothing. He handed the puppet bear to her, and she just took it in her hand. She had no changes in her expression, and her face was ashamed, just like this lead ash SE
The sky.
Wuma Xi returned to the restaurant, put the dishes on the table, and then led Jianyou to sit out.
The two silently faced the tables of dishes, but neither chopsticks.
This is a reunion meal.
After the age of five, Wu Ma Xi followed his father's corpse all over the world, and there was no concept of reunion meal at all.
In his memory, the real New Year's Eve was only before the age of five, and the lively picture had long been blurred.
Many years later, in this strange northwest, there was a reunion dinner shrouded in the miserable mist.
Wu Ma Xi Dao: "Eat." Then he picked up chopsticks and started to put vegetables at the speed of mechanical machinery and eat vegetables.
This New Year's Eve is in the puppet -like food, and it ended silently.
After the reunion dinner, Wu Ma Xi returned to the border room, sinking into God's cultivation, but found that the practice effect was unprecedented. Knowing that this was the wrong mood, he had to quit God Ding, read the heart absently, and then rest.
Early the next morning, I opened my eyes and found that a piece of white light came in through the window.
When I came to the window, there was a heavy snow outside.
Sky SE is still yin, the sky of the lead ash SE extends to the end, and it is mixed with the white Xueyuan into a SE, which cannot be distinguished.
When I came to Jianyou's room, I saw Jian You standing in front of the window holding the bear bear, watching the yin's snow scene outside the window.
Wuma Xi watched her thin clothes and took her own coat to put her.
Jian You turned his head and glanced at him, and said gently: "So ugly clothes." He said that he leaned his head gently on the chest of Wu Ma Xi.
Wu Ma Xi turned his head and looked at the snow scene outside the window, and suddenly remembered the morning when he met Ruyi for the first time.
It is also snow scene, but the snow scene that day is so bright!
Jian You said gently: "We have a brazier in the house. When we were young, we lived in Qi Lengyuan with Grandpa.
Wuma Xi Dao: "Okay, take a break first, I'll buy the oven."
"Forget it, that's it." Jian You finished his eyes slowly, and he fell asleep after a while.
Wuma Xi put her on the bed and covered her. After she went to the street, she bought a flame, charcoal, barbecue utensils, and various foods.
After burning the charcoal, Wuma Xi sat next to the brazier, watching the red SE's light quietly, and suddenly wanted to ask himself a question: What is the most beautiful old thing in his heart?