Chi Zao's words were like a sharp sword, piercing directly into Lu Zheheng's heart.
Lu Zheheng's already unattractive face suddenly turned pale.
After Jian You died, he moved out here and never came back to sleep again.
He would rather drink and die outside.
I would rather accept the old lady’s urge to get married in the main house.
I don’t want to come back and be moved by the scene.
Only when you really can't stand it, or if you are drunk and can't suppress the thoughts in your heart, you will come over under the influence of alcohol.
But every time he came, it didn't ease his mood. Every time he came, it only made him more painful.
As a result, he became more and more afraid of this place.
Lu Zheheng had lived for almost forty years. In the first thirty years, he had never escaped from anything like this.
This was the only thing he could never accept.
When he heard Lu Zifan tell him that Jian You might still be here, he panicked.
Countless emotions mixed together.
There was only one thought in my mind.
He wants to come back.
However.
Chi Zao's words suddenly woke him up.
If Jian You is still here, what does his running away from him for so many years mean to her?...
She must have been waiting for him here all the time. But he never came back.
Lu Zheheng's face was too ugly.
Chi Zao probably guessed what he was thinking.
Sighing softly, "Let's go in and take a look first. No matter what the outcome is, you should have no regrets."
Lu Zheheng walked into the yard in despair.
Chi Zao fell behind.
The courtyard was a little shady, especially after they made some guesses about the place, they felt that the atmosphere in the courtyard was not right.
The two uncles and nephews, one was absent-minded and the other was thinking in front of him. They didn't notice that they had entered the door, but Chi Zao was still far behind.
He even opened the pseudo hell while they were not paying attention and released Jian You.
Jian You's soul body was slightly transparent, floating beside Chi Zao.
She had obviously cried, her eyes were red and a little moist.
She heard what Chi Zao and Lu Zheheng said just now in pseudo hell.
"I don't want him to blame himself... He didn't do anything wrong..." She watched Lu Zheheng walk into their home, struggling and painful, "Do I still want to show up? If my appearance makes him uncomfortable, let him
He blames himself, I might as well..."
Chi Zao looked at her, "Do you think he can get over the pain of losing his wife if you don't show up?"
Jian You's soul was shaken.
"You need to let go, and so does he." Chi Zaoxu patted her shoulder, "Go ahead. Don't think too much."
Jian You struggled for a moment, and finally floated in the direction of Lu Zheheng.
Chi Zao followed behind and slowly walked into the villa.
Lu Zheheng walked quietly in his former home.
From the living room, to the dining room, to the kitchen, to the balcony.
Then there is the second floor.
Study room, bedroom...
There is even a baby room that has been prepared for a long time but never used.
It had been several years since he had looked at his home so carefully.
Everything is so familiar, yet so long gone.
However, when he walked through every corner of his home, he never felt the feeling that Lu Zifan said.
No.
Nothing.
Lu Zifan followed, but did not dare to follow too closely.
He is feeling it too.
But I don't know what happened.
He did feel like he was being watched that day.
It's gone today.
Was it really his hallucination that day?
Lu Zifan had some self-doubt.
He saw Lu Zheheng going crazy and walked around the villa three times. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. When Lu Zheheng went to his and Jian You's bedroom for the third time, he stopped him and said, "Uncle Wu, why don't you go first?"