It's been seven years, but Buyulou still hasn't found a new place for punishment stations.

Wei Huan was thrown into the storage room behind the stairs by the giant mural beast. Looking at the graffiti he had written on the wall, he felt speechless.

There was nothing to do when he was punished to stand. He thought about Yan Shanyue's expression just now. It was obvious that she recognized this demon mark. Moreover, during the last simulated battle, there was indeed a person when Yan Shanyue was eliminated. The one in his hand

The demon pattern is the same as the mark on Qinghe's face.

But demon marks are often the common property of a family. Unless a chosen son like Yun Yongzhou has his own unique demon mark, it is difficult to identify the real perpetrator based on just one mark. But what is certain is that he must be related to Jiu

Related to the Tail clan.

According to Qinghe, he wants to find the person who betrayed him. Does that mean that the real demon master is not his ultimate goal? He actually wants to find out the operator of this black chain.

Wei Huan didn't understand. Qinghe was just an ordinary human being. Why did he have to find out this chain? Realistically speaking, it was impossible for him to fight against a demon with the support of his family. It was almost impossible to take revenge on the demon master back then.

It's a matter, but if you find a member of the interest chain, you can avenge him. Isn't it all about doing things for others and taking money to trade?

Although he does not have a close relationship with Qinghe, Wei Huan does not think that his revenge logic is so simple and crude. After all, he is also a smart man, and doing this kind of thing is meaningless and laborious. If this is the case, Qinghe does not need to join the so-called dark side.

The district organization does so much research and research.

Since he did this and did it without telling Azu and the others, he must have a conspiracy.

He must have more evidence than he imagined, and he must also be investigating more insider information than he told.

Wei Huan fell into deep thought. The more he thought, the more questions appeared in his mind. He was like a cat trapped in a pile of wool. He couldn't figure it out and was tangled up half to death.

I don't know how long I thought about it, until my stomach growled, I finally decided.

I was so hungry. I looked at the time and saw that there was still an hour left.

His eyes fell back to the wall. Wei Huan looked at the words he had carved on the wall with his wind blade, feeling angry and funny.

How could Yun Yongzhou be so callous and ruthless back then? No matter what he did or said, he would ignore it. Even if he was really embarrassed to make jokes with him in front of others, at that time, there were only two of them here, and they were inseparable.

Can be ignored.

It seems that I was really annoying back then.

Silently reading the words on the wall, Wei Huan felt like he was back ten years ago. This imagination gave him the illusion that he was not the only one in this small storage room, but that Yun Yongzhou was beside him.

Although he didn't speak or pay attention to him, he was not alone.

Probably the first impression I made on him back then was really bad. If their relationship was closer, it wouldn't be as good as him and Yang Sheng, but maybe it would be the same as Buyu.

There should also be traces of the light cone on this wall.

When he came back to his senses, Wei Huan was surprised to find that he had accidentally summoned a light blade. The light blade in the palm of his hand was pressed against the wall so gently, like a well-behaved child, waiting for Wei Huan's command.

Really, is his resentment already so strong?

Wei Huan put away the light blade, closed his eyes and continued to think about the problem, but not long after closing his eyes, he faintly felt something.

Opening his eyes and turning his head, it was not an illusion, the person he dragged into the water back then really appeared.

Wei Huan's eyes widened, a little in disbelief. He reached out and grabbed the belt of Yun Yongzhou's instructor uniform and pulled it. Yun Yongzhou, who was looking at the wall with his hands behind his back, also turned his face and watched Wei Huan grab his belt.

hand.

Damn it’s really him!

Wei Huan immediately let go, put his hands behind his back in embarrassment, and gave Yun Yongzhou a silly smile.

Is this because the leader came to review and supervise his punishment? He was so frightened that he stared at the wall and dared not speak out.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Yun Yongzhou stretched out his hand in front of him, holding a piece of bread sealed in a bag, filled with cream, and with a small Zhuyu fruit on it.

Wei Huan opened his eyes wide. This was his favorite bread before, but when he came back, he found that the small shop where he bought bread in Shanhaili had closed down, and he could never eat the same bread again. He pointed at Yun Yongzhou

Pointing to his face.

For me?

Yun Yongzhou immediately took his hand back, as if he was teasing him on purpose, but his expression was still cold, and it didn't look like a joke at all.

Wei Huan quickly took the bread back with a smile. He was already starving. While munching on it, he used his mind to create a light blade and carved words crookedly on the wall.

[Is the vacation over? How can I pass it...]

Before he finished the second sentence, Wei Huan felt as if he had made the same mistake again. How could Yun Yongzhou answer him?

But the stopped light blade only hesitated for a few seconds before moving again.

[Come to see you.]

Wei Huan was stunned, forgetting to chew the food in his mouth, and looked at Yun Yongzhou like a hamster with his cheeks puffed up. Yun Yongzhou tilted his head, still staring at the wall. In the silent storage room of Buyu Building

There was only a slight collision sound between the light blade and the wall.

He has really changed.

For some reason, Wei Huan felt a little aggrieved when he looked at the message he had left. He used his mind to take back control of the light blade and quickly carved a few words next to the message he had left ten years ago.

[Do you know who wrote this?]

Looking back at Yun Yongzhou, I saw him lowering his eyes immediately.

What does it mean.

[Do you hate him?]

After writing this sentence, Wei Huan immediately regretted it and crossed out his self with the light blade.

[I was curious and asked casually.]

He didn't know what he was doing. Ever since he came back from the dead and met Yun Yongzhou again, he would always be controlled by some sudden emotions and do things that even he himself could not understand.

But he was just aggrieved.

It was obviously him, but as time passed, he was like an abandoned child with nothing. Wei Huan slowly chewed the food in his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on what he had written in the past. He was about to be

Handwriting smoothed by time.

He knew that his emotions were wrong. It was just because he had been burdened with too many misunderstandings and slanders that he looked for answers in the people he had been with in the past. He wanted to know what Jiu Feng was in their eyes.

What kind of person is he? Although he clearly knows his position and motives, Wei Huan still can't control his emotions.

This is strange.

He never felt that being misunderstood was something worth aggrieved in front of anyone. Even if he was promoted, he would accept the other party's resentment and complaints against him. These were all understandable in Wei Huan's eyes.

But only in front of Yun Yongzhou, Wei Huan felt aggrieved.

He has completely turned into a child who doesn't care about the world, the causes and consequences. He just wants to be seen, not to be disliked by him, and to get an answer.

Swallowing the bread with difficulty, Wei Huan began to think about why. He had never been a person who liked to delve deeper, but he did not understand his special treatment of Yun Yongzhou. Obviously in his memories, the relationship between the two in his previous life could not be said to be much.

close.

Staring for a long time makes your eyes feel sore.

Just when he was struggling to find a reason, a small light blade appeared under the lonely writings in his field of vision.

Just below his "last words".

[At 3:45 and 17 seconds in the afternoon of the 28th year of Xingzhen, Wei Huan, the only son of the Jiufeng family in the Arctic Sky Cabinet, died in Shanhai Buyu Tower. Cause of death: Yun Yongzhou, the youngest son of the Penglai Hai Jinwu family, refused to follow him

He said he was alive and suffocated him to death. His last wish was to punish Yun to die alone forever, with no one talking to him again, to use his most precious things as offerings to Xiao Jiufeng, and to live in guilt every day.]

The light blade moved slowly, as if hesitating for something.

Finally, Wei Huan watched him write this line one by one.

[I feel guilty.]

Seeing these words, Wei Huan's breathing paused for a moment.

He tried his best to hide his surprise, his eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, and he didn't know why the tears wanted to escape. He blinked quickly a few times, stuffed the remaining bread into his mouth, and started eating

His actions concealed his excessive emotions.

Indeed, he was looking forward to getting the answer from Yun Yongzhou, but he never thought it would be this answer.

Yun Yongzhou originally felt guilty for Wei Huan back then.

Why? He doesn't understand.

When Wei Huan felt that he had hid it well enough, he remembered that he could actually use telepathy. He recited the secret mantra silently in his heart, and after three times, he tried to shout his name in his heart.

He got a response, even if it was just a "hmm".

Wei Huan pretended to have a relaxed tone that had nothing to do with him.

[Who is this person? Why do you feel guilty?]

After speaking, he deliberately looked directly at Yun Yongzhou's face with a smile on his face. Yun Yongzhou also looked at him.

Suddenly, a piece of soft silk as thin as a cicada's wings fell from the dim storage room. It fluttered lightly to the corner of Wei Huan's mouth, and gently wiped away the cream from the corner of his mouth.

Wei Huan subconsciously stretched out the back of his hand and wiped it again.

The light silk disappeared. He heard the answer.

[I owe him a promise.]

promise?

He vaguely remembered something, but it flashed past him. If he asked directly, it didn't seem to be a polite behavior. Maybe he would think of it after thinking about it. He is not a forgetful person, but it seems that he has been reborn after being reborn.

He has forgotten many things, as if he is not the complete him.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Wei Huan couldn't help but confess to him in his heart.
To be continued...