The fast travel is too late

Chapter 128 Letter

After all, he was worried about being in Xin Wu's mourning hall, Wei Pu finally endured, and did not quarrel with Gu Minglang and others, but looked at them with particularly gloomy eyes.

Under Wei Pu's squeeze, Gu Minglang and the others left without even offering incense.

On the contrary, Si Wuyou who left last seemed to have guessed something, and left a sentence that Xin Wu was also her sister, and she would not let Xin Wu die without knowing why, and those who make mistakes will eventually pay the price.

The cemetery that Wei Pu arranged for Xin Wu was on a mountain outside the city, and the mountain had already been bought with the money he inherited from his father.The mountain was lush and lush, and the scenery was beautiful. He buried Xin Wu's coffin near the top of the mountain.

The scenery there is the best, whether it is looking down or looking up, it is exceptionally good.

After Xin Wu was buried, all the companions had already left, except Wei Pu who stood guard in front of the tombstone.

He held a jar of wine in his hand, but didn't drink it.

The sun has long since ended, the moonlight has descended on the world, and the breeze is blowing on the top of the mountain. In the dark night, only the occasional chirping of night owls in the mountains can be heard.

"The butler said that you left something for me in the study, and I haven't looked at it until now, will you blame me?"

Wei Pu sat in front of the newly erected grave for a long time, until the moon was high above the moon, and then he began to talk about it in a family-like way.

Xin Wu had been thinking of a remedy for his reckless suicide, but when he heard Wei Pu talking about the things left in the study, inspiration came to him instantly.

Calling out Xinglu who was staying in the black and white space, Xin Wu briefly explained her situation and asked Xinglu if she could leave a letter in the study, along with the things she had written before.

Xinglu obviously did not expect things to develop like this.

He had already accepted that Xin Wu would only be in love with the Wei Pu brothers and sisters in this life. No matter how much he thought about it, he never thought that Xin Wu seemed to be addicted to suicide. In the last world, she planned what might appear after death. , As a result, he didn't even have a plan this time, and he killed himself on a whim.

Leave people speechless!

What can we do on the road?

I can only forge a letter according to what Xin Wu said, and leave it in her study, and clean up the mess for her by the way. I only hope that Wei Pu can overcome this blow, and finally achieve the achievement of success and fame and the end of his life. That's right, otherwise Xin Wu's world would be for nothing!
Although there won't be any bad consequences, what Xinglu said before is very serious, so now he has to go back and think about the punishment method.

Could it be that the little girl had to be brainwashed again, and she had to do it all over again!
But what time should I choose this time?

He has already jumped from after the college entrance examination to before the college entrance examination, how about jumping to the beginning of high school this time?
After Xinglu arranged things, he had already returned to the black and white space to think about how to solve it later.After Xin Wu here got a definite reply, he once again put his mind on Wei Pu who was sitting in front of the tombstone.

Wei Pu had been talking for a while, but Xin Wu didn't pay attention to what he said earlier. He only saw him spreading the wine in his hand evenly on the ground in front of the grave.

Does this mean to invite her to drink?

Xin Wu made an unreliable guess.

"One cup to heaven and earth, two cups to ghosts and gods, three cups to all sentient beings, Ah Wu, have a good journey!" Wei Pu said.

After Wei Pu finished speaking, he leaned his back in front of the tombstone, and there was a long silence. Just like he was at home these days, he kept his eyes open day and night, seemingly tireless.

He leaned against the tombstone for the whole night, and Xin Wu floated beside him watching him for the whole night.

It wasn't until the first morning light appeared in the sky the next day that Wei Pu stood up and said to the tombstone, "It's the best place to watch the sunrise."

"You don't like to climb too high a mountain, but watching the sunrise on a low mountain lacks the courage. I asked someone to look for it outside the city for a long time, and this is the only place I really like. I originally planned to take you to see it all The beautiful scenery of Kyoto, who knows that it will never be there again. Ah Wu, wait for me, okay? When I finish what I should do, I will come to accompany you."

Wei Pu was half-leaning on the tombstone. The blood in his legs from sitting all night was blocked, making it difficult to even stand.

He stood there watching the sun in the sky break through the darkness and appear in the world.

The unobstructed sunlight is very dazzling, Wei Pu stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and thought so when he felt the moisture in his palm.

On the way back, I didn't meet anyone else along the way.

Wei Pu staggered as he walked, tripped and fell over the exposed tree roots from time to time, his clean clothes were covered with dirt and grass, his hair was messed up, and his image was ruined.

Even though Wei Pu took three steps and one fall, five steps and one big fall, he returned home before noon.

After returning home, the first thing Wei Pu did was to go to Xin Wu's study to find what Xin Wu had left for him.

Xin Wu breathed a sigh of relief, she was not afraid that Wei Pu would look for things, but she was afraid that he would not.

As long as Wei Pu sees the letter she entrusted Xinglu to leave as she thought, he will be much better than now.

What she wrote in the letter was that some people in her father's lineage would suffer from a strange disease. They looked like ordinary people on weekdays, but after they turned sixteen, their meridians would gradually become severed, and they had to endure it every day. There is no cure for the pain of severed meridians, and there is a joke in the family that people with this disease can live up to twenty-nine years.A few years ago, she had a vague feeling that something was wrong with her body, but the pain was not deep and was ignored.

Knowing the sudden intensification of the vague pain a few days ago, the doctor who found her was shocked and asked her how a person with a broken pulse could survive, and she realized that she was sick.

What was written on the back was that she was worried that she would not live long, and she didn't know when she would be unable to bear the pain and leave Wei Pu alone.Therefore, other things in the book are left, some are obtained from my own imagination, some are read from messy books, all of which are not true or false. If she really dies one day in the future, I only hope that Wei Pu Before verifying the authenticity of those things, don't be overwhelmed.

Although it was something I came up with on the spur of the moment, there were still many loopholes in both the grammar and the description, but with Wei Pu's own filter halo, those things that were wrong were automatically beautified by him, and successfully passed.

There was a lock on the bookcase, the lock was given to Xin Wu by Wei Pu himself, and only the two of them had the key to the lock.

Everything in the bookcase is neat and tidy. Xin Wu's letter is placed on the top of the pile of papers. Wei Pu's hands trembling slightly while taking the letter, he hasn't opened the envelope for a long time, even though the letter is only in the envelope inside, and there is no seal on the envelope.

He took out the letter paper, hesitated for a long time, and then slowly unfolded the stack of letter paper.

The letter paper was not big, and the handwriting on it was familiar to him. It was [-]% similar to his handwriting. Except that it was more rounded, it could almost be a fake handwriting. No one else except Xin Wu could write like this.

Contrary to Xin Wu's imagination, Wei Pu became more silent after reading the things on the paper, and the hostility around him became more intense.

　The collection has really dropped from three digits to two digits, which is a little sad.

　　My world is going to end in these two days, and the next world will be written differently, hoping to achieve a breakthrough.

　　Cheer yourself up! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)