Biya clenched the letter in her hand and hurried to the Taoist temple
Who does the dark night, boundless and pressing down, belong to?
There were many swaying lights in the room, but they could not illuminate the darkness in Lin Feiwan's heart.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. Tonight is destined to be happy for some and sad for others.
She said: In the past, I have no memory of the present. I wish my old friend would leave, so I can’t keep him, and it’s hard to leave him, so I abandon him.
Bai Mei knew the meaning of the word "Zhi" in Lin Feiwan. She closed her eyes and recited silently, and her three souls returned to one.
There was a lot of movement in Zhou Qi's room. Lin Feiwan huddled quietly in her bed, putting her arms around Zhou Chu's cold body, her tears moistening his back.
She put her hand in her own and kept breathing
She reached out and brushed the corners of his eyes, then shrank into his arms and said, "Zhou Chu, I've done this, what should I do if you don't wake up? What will you do if you want me to be alone?"
Lin Feiwan knew that he could hear her speaking, but he just didn't have the consciousness to wake up.
The body temperature of his whole body was still cold. Not only had the warmth from Lin Feiwan's body been sucked away by him, even her fingertips were cold.
Lin Feiwan hugged him quietly and stopped talking. Since he was tired, she let him take a nap.
"But please remember to wake up."
Pressing against his cold body, listening to his rhythmic heartbeat, for a moment, Lin Feiwan really felt that he had just fallen asleep slightly.
She had already experienced such a death once with Xiao Che. Now looking at Zhou Chu's similarly sleepy appearance, Lin Feiwan had to bear far more pressure than Xiao Che did because Xiao Che was there.
Left at that time
I just hope that everything can go back to where it started, as if nothing happened
But is this possible?
At five o'clock in the morning, a boiling sound came from Zhou Qi's room.
Biya was waiting in front of the bed. When she heard the noise in the yard, Zhou Qi must have woken up.
"Madam, Taoist Master Baimei is here, will the one who wakes up be... Young Master?"
Biya said the word "young master" very softly, but it was enough for Lin Feiwan to hear.
Lin Feiwan's hands stopped when she was putting on clothes. If it was really Xiao Che, all her efforts would be in vain.
Thinking of this scene, I laughed at my original madness
The letter from Bai Mei contained a few simple words, but it made Lin Feiwan struggle a little.
He said: No one’s life is up to him
If he really can't help it, then how long will the souls of Xiao Che and Zhou Qi have to fight to the death?
I just didn’t expect that in such a short time, there would be results
"Madam, should we go and take a look? Maybe the young master will call your name."
Thinking of the possibility of Xiao Che resurrecting from the dead, Biya's eyes filled with joy. After all, they had once been a master and a servant, and the friendship was not cheap.
"Go and come back and tell me who he is."
If it was really Xiao Che, how should Lin Feiwan face him, how should she face Shen Suyao, and how should she face the Zhou family?
After everything was put on, he stretched out his hand to tuck Zhou Chu's quilt, and could only wait for fate.
Zhou Qi slowly opened his tired eyes. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to whisper the name "Yao Yao" softly.
Shen Suyao stepped forward and grabbed his hand and put it against her face. Her tearful face was filled with uncontrollable joy.