Pei Qingsheng walked slowly towards the villa while stepping on the grass.

Push open the rusty iron door and creak.

He walked in easily over the weed half a man tall.

When he arrived in front of the main building of the villa, there was no smile on his face. If Lu Jingchi was there, he would have seen the sadness in his eyes at this moment.

Pei Qingsheng stood at the door for a long time, and the breeze blew, blew his short hair and the hem of Tang clothes.

The dark red Tang suit was particularly abrupt and inconsistent among the surrounding green grass, as if it was a prominent mistake in this world.

After a while, he took a step and walked towards the gate.

The door was not locked, so it was easy to go in.

It was messy inside, full of spider webs and thick soil. At first glance, the ground was covered with mess.

Every time Pei Qingsheng takes one more step in this villa, the more complicated the expression on his face becomes.

This place is the haunted house in Heng'an legend. A college student once came to explore and was scared to death.

No one has ever visited this place since then.

And for some reasons, it was not demolished and it has been abandoned here.

He is very familiar with this villa. Even if there are messes everywhere, he can accurately find the stairs.

His shoes were stepping on the ground, and countless bugs crawled out of the soil and ran away in scattered areas.

Pei Qingsheng went up the second floor and walked slowly in the aisle. His eyes swept across every place, as if he could see what the villa used to be.

For example, there should be a painting hanging on that wall.

There should be a pot of green ivy in that corner.

But now, nothing is, bare, dark and gloomy.

Even during the day, the morning light outside is just right, and there is no light here.

Pei Qingsheng pushed open every door and looked around the room, as if he was using his sight to restore every corner of the room.

When he reached the end of the corridor, he suddenly became stunned when he pushed open the door.

He saw a man sitting on the abandoned bed.

Wearing a white sweater, tied his bun, and his back was facing him.

Pei Qingsheng's pupils shrank slightly.

"Jiang Lan?"

He subconsciously made a sound, and the person sitting on the bed also looked back.

The two of them looked at each other, and the already quiet air was even quieter at this moment, as if they could even hear the sound of breathing.

When Jiang Lan saw him, a familiar confusion flashed in his eyes.

Pei Qingsheng pondered for a moment, then he strode in, came to Jiang Lan, grabbed her shoulder, and his tone and expression were a little excited, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Lan stared at him straight, and after a while, she struggled to push him away.

Pei Qingsheng's eyes were also confused, but he quickly realized that she had forgotten again.

"I am your brother."

Jiang Lan pursed her lips and didn't believe his words.

So Pei Qingsheng had to take some time to patiently fool her, and finally resolved the doubts in her eyes and made her believe that he was his brother.

When the vigilance in Jiang Lan's eyes disappeared, Pei Qingsheng sat down beside her, without thinking it was dirty, "How did you get here? You've been here all the time?"

Jiang Lan nodded. As for how it came about, she no longer had any impression of it.

Pei Qing said in a voice: "We have been looking for you for two days, and you have never been out?"

Jiang Lan nodded and gestured: Where is this?

Pei Qingsheng was a little stunned, and his eyes looked at her a little more subtle, "Don't you know where this is?"

Jiang Lan turned her head and thought about it, but she still shook her head, with no impression at all.

Pei Qingsheng laughed instead, "You don't know where this is, how could you come here?"

Jiang Lan raised his hand and gestured: I don’t know.
Chapter completed!