It's about time.
The illusory figure of Zhuang Xiaodie in front of him had no ill will towards Su Qingyu.
On the first night, it was this figure that helped her drive away the weirdness in the room that disturbed her sleep and tried to tempt her to break the rules.
The next night, this figure went out and helped Su Qingyu take away the contaminated Weiwei at the door.
But her strength was fading.
The closer you are to the bluefish, the faster it will be consumed.
It is now the third night.
She couldn't hold on for long.
In a few days, this figure will become dangerous.
A dreamless night.
The next day, the old friend was gone.
Bai Huo sent a text message to Su Qingyu, asking her to meet him.
Su Qingyu had plenty of time during the day, so the two met in a small garden near the teaching building.
When I walked out of the room, the door of the second bedroom was closed.
It seemed that Weiwei and Lizi were still asleep.
After Su Qingyu locked the door of the master bedroom, she walked to the entrance, changed into sneakers, and pushed the door open. She found that there were more doors with wreaths hanging on them.
Qi Fu's father seemed to have just returned from working all night.
There were dark circles under his eyes, and when he met Su Qingyu, he just greeted him and hurried back to his room.
Su Qingyu took an umbrella, carried her bag, and went out with Wuxin and Yingluo.
After I came back last night, it was raining outside again.
When they went out in the morning, the rain had just stopped and the ground was wet. Yingluo reminded Su Qingyu to be careful of the road.
There is a small garden near the teaching building. The breeze blows gently on the yellowed grass and the air is moist. A small stone pavilion stands quietly in the garden. Some withered ivy hangs on the pavilion, adding a bit of desolation to the place.
The cobblestone path was a little slippery. Su Qingyu sat on the stone chair in the pavilion, breathing in the fresh air and feeling the cool wind brushing against her cheeks.
Bai Huo is still as punctual as ever.
He was on point, not a cent more or less.
The young man with white hair and black robe had been busy and tired for days. Because of his illness, he looked like a banished immortal who was far away from the world and had no interest in worldly affairs.
But in fact, he was covered in wind and dust. Since he came down the mountain, he had been on the front line, busy with various mundane affairs and rarely resting.
"Miss Su, sorry for keeping you waiting." Bai Huo sat opposite Su Qingyu.
Su Qingyu smiled and said, "I came early."
Wuxin and Yingluo stood behind her on her left and right. Bai Huo had long been accustomed to Su Qingyu's habit of not taking back the tribute card.
Bai Huo didn't exchange too many pleasantries. He went straight to the point: "I asked you to meet me this time because I wanted to share some information about the Morning Star Group with you."
Bai Huo is never stingy about sharing.
When he interacts with others, his starting point is not personal likes or dislikes, but he will get along with whoever can help the overall situation.
"Sure, you go ahead and talk first. I also happen to have some information I want to tell you." After Bai Huo finished speaking, Su Qingyu prepared to tell Bai Huo about File No. 1.
Bai Huo looked serious and earnest: "I found that the Rising Star Group is doing a very large business. They have an education system dedicated to cultivating talents. For example, the Rising Star High School instance we cleared before was also controlled by the Rising Star Group."