"Oh, stop being passionate, how could I like a troublesome ghost?"
Anyway, they're all gone, what's the use of saying more
Su Kui is not sad.
Okay, she admitted, she was a little bit sad. Ah, she was really heartless, shaking her head and shaking her head, she said something nasty to Zhou Yize.
"Anyway, we will definitely be together in the next life."
"Don't be sad, wait for me!"
"No, unless you stay." Zhou Yize hooked his lips. Really, after spending a long time with this little girl, he became naive.
Can't stand it.
"You will wait." Su Kui snickered like a fishy fox.
"So sure?"
"Of course, I know you best." Su Kui asked again, "Then can I use your shoulder to lean on it? It seems that I have always been holding you stubbornly!"
"Reluctantly."
Zhou Yize cheered up, since she didn't want to make herself sad, he just smiled and sent her away.
Really, I couldn't hide anything from her, and thought it was an idiot.
I guessed it, forget it, just wait for her, what if she is right? Anyway, I plan to live my life alone, but now I am just getting back on track.
Su Kui leaned on his shoulder, grinned, and whispered with a smile, "Ah, it's as safe as I thought. Our family, Zeze, is much more reliable than those idol dramas."
"Tsk—are you complimenting me or hurting me? Just a little bit more reliable?"
"Ah, it's very reliable!"
"Anyway, after I leave, you will eat and work obediently, you will see me soon, and I will take care of you in the next life!
"Then it's settled?"
No matter how unwilling the fiery sunset was, it was squeezed down bit by bit by the darkness that was about to spread.
Zhou Yize's hands were trembling. He closed his eyes and sniffed, fearing that he would cry as soon as he opened his eyes.
"Jojo, have you gone?"
The crisp voice answered quickly, "No, but hurry up! You close your eyes, don't look at me!"
"What's so good about you?"
"Haha, whatever you say," Su Kui is really leaving, and Su Kui has seen Yuzao.
She bowed her head, carefully kissed Zhou Yize's lips, and whispered in his ear: "Then I'm leaving, Zeze, love you!"
On the lips, a cold touch flashed by.
There seemed to be something in his heart that was about to be uprooted, Zhou Yize opened his eyes quickly and stretched out his hand vigorously, but he didn't catch anything—
"The man is gone," Yuzao sat down beside him, "You are destined, and you will see you again."
Without knowing where, a drop of water fell and hit the back of Zhou Yize's hand.
He smiled, "Really? I think too. That girl asked me to wait for her, I have to go back, there is still a lot of work waiting for me."
Yuzao bid him farewell, watched him leave, then closed the door of the bamboo house, went to the ancestral hall, and offered incense to his ancestors.
Two people come, one person returns.
In the eyes of neighbors and student colleagues, Zhou Yize has always been alone.
The short memory of the person who can't be seen by anyone, only exists in the depths of Zhou Yize's own mind.
Work hard during the day, and only dare to take it out at night, and remember it carefully.
Every time, like a knife cut.
The old treasurer of the antique shop found that his owner seemed to have changed, and he seemed to have never changed.