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Shen Wanyi did not follow.

Instead, he stood there and waited quietly.

After a while, the old man slowly walked out holding a rosewood box in his hand.

"Girl of the Shen family." The old man staggered to Shen Wanyi's side and handed the wooden box to her.

"From now on, it will be handed over to you for safekeeping. You must protect it." The old man's tone was full of reluctance and deep attachment.

For these few pages, the old man almost ruined his life.

Her wife Sun Xianmei lost her life trying to protect these pages from being taken away.

His children hated him so much because of that incident that they left the country the next day and swore they would never see him again.

He was left alone to guard these few pages and live in confusion until now.

Many times he wanted to die and go down there to be with the woman he loved so much.

But he was unwilling to give up the ancient book that his wife had protected with her life to be taken away by others.

In this way, year after year, he slept with the wooden box in his arms every day.

It seemed that he was holding his wife.

That was the only moment that made him feel at ease.

But after meeting Shen Wanyi, and after learning that the old guy Shen Wancheng was dead.

Suddenly he came to his senses.

Things he had insisted on for decades seemed to have become less important.

So he stopped insisting.

He let go.

Taking the wooden box carefully, Shen Wanyi nodded solemnly, "Grandpa Gu, don't worry, I will protect it well."

The old man smiled.

This time, it was a relieved smile.

It’s a smile of relief.

It is a smile that is no longer persistent.

Sudden.

The smile on the old man's face froze, and his body fell straight backwards.

Shen Wanyi's expression changed and she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the old man's arm.

But Shen Wanyi was surprised to find that the old man's body was very heavy.

She realized something.

He hurriedly put the wooden box on the coffee table aside.

He took the old man and sat on the sofa.

It's just that the old man's body has begun to become stiff.

Unable to sit down.

She could only hold the old man and lie on the sofa.

The old man's eyes were now distracted, and his vitality was gradually disappearing.

There was still a whisper in his mouth.

Shen Wanyi leaned over and listened carefully.

Then I heard the old man murmuring, "Xiaomei, I'm sorry, I'm late. Xiaomei, I'm here to find you. Xiaomei, I miss you so much. Xiaomei, I really miss you..."

No reason.

As cold as hers, her heartstrings were also touched.

She raised her head and watched blankly as the old man's eyes gradually lost their sparkle and turned gray.

The old man died, died in his own home, and died in the faith he had held on to for many years.

Fortunately, he freed himself before dying.

Shen Wanyi felt a little heavy, so she picked up the old man and carried him to the bedroom.

The old man was covered with a quilt.

He also tidied the old man's clothes.

But she didn't leave immediately.

Instead, she came to the study room and put those ancient books that were of little use to her space, but were very valuable, into her space one by one.

Then he turned around and left holding the box.

She was trained by her grandfather for more than twenty years.

I don’t know what love is and what affection is.

But when the old man left, she still shed a tear.

But even so, her mood swings were not very big.

But somehow today.

After seeing the old man's appearance before his death, her mood actually fluctuated.

It was an indescribable change in mood.

It's amazing, and it's also very uncomfortable.

It seemed like there was something stuck in my heart that I couldn't take out or swallow.

When she came downstairs, Shen Wanyi was about to take out the speedboat, but suddenly stopped.

Because she noticed someone was quietly observing her behind her.

It is certain that they are residents of this building.

Shen Wanyi did not take out the speedboat, but turned around and looked behind her, "Come out."

There was no movement.

It seemed that the other party felt that Shen Wanyi was blowing him up.

"Don't force me to kill someone." After she finished speaking, Shen Wanyi pulled out a long knife from behind and looked behind the door with cold eyes.

A few seconds later, three figures walked out from behind the door.

The leader was a young man in his twenties, and behind him were young men of similar age.

The three of them smiled carelessly.

"Hey, here we go again." The leading boy put his hands in his pockets and had an arrogant attitude.

"We discovered you last time, but we didn't expect you to come again. What's wrong? You're the only one! Haha, you're holding a knife, who are you trying to scare? We have one too!"

As they spoke, the three of them took out a small knife from their waists and played with it in their hands.

Shen Wanyi said nothing, just looked at them coldly.

When the boy saw that she was silent, he continued: "Tell me, where did you hide the speedboat? Hand it over quickly, or you won't be able to leave today."

"That's right, hand over the speedboat quickly. When you guys are happy, you can stay here to serve us tea and water. Otherwise, hey." A young man behind the boy looked at Shen Wanyi with squinting eyes. Body, eyes full of greedy desire.

Facing them, Shen Wanyi didn't even bother to say a word.

Go directly towards them.

"Eh? What do you want to do? Do you think you want to deal with us three big men? Don't seek death! I'm telling you..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

Then he felt the cool breeze starting to blow on his neck.

The other boy standing next to him opened his eyes wide, pointed at the boy with a look of horror, and shouted: "Brother Chen, your neck..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck, and his neck was cut by Shen Wanyi.

Only the third boy remained.

His legs were so frightened that his legs were weak and liquid flowed all over the floor.

However, Shen Wanyi didn't even look at him and swiped out with her knife.

He also decisively dealt with the boy.

Just like that, the three of them were pretending not to understand, and Shen Wanyi wiped their necks.

Looking at the three people lying in a pool of blood, Shen Wanyi's expression did not change at all.

She turned around and walked to the window, took out the speedboat and drove away from the community.

Some people are worthy of respect, and some people deserve to go to hell.

Not everyone can be sympathized with and accepted.

Because their existence is a violation of other lives.

Just like rats carrying germs in smelly sewers, if they just huddle in the sewers, no one will care whether they live or die.

But once they cross the line.

Then you can only wait to be killed.

Living is not the original sin, seeking death is.

On the way back, the rain became much lighter.

It looks like the heavy rain will turn into light rain tomorrow.

By then, many people will find ways to go out and find food.

Otherwise, everyone should starve to death at home.

However, on the way back, Shen Wanyi suddenly encountered a rubber boat, paddling slowly in the water.

She met him face to face.

Shen Wanyi noticed that there were two men sitting on the rubber boat opposite.

But at this time, their eyes looking at Shen Wanyi were full of greed.

But he was not greedy for her body, but for the speedboat beneath her.

They were self-aware and knew that the rubber boat could not catch up with the speedboat, so they could only stop and watch Shen Wanyi's speedboat drive away with envy and jealousy on their faces.