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When the fat man woke up, he noticed the strangely quiet atmosphere around him.

The expressionless little brother, with a coquettish smile - this can't be Wu Xie... Qi Yu, so what about Wu Xie?

Before he even had time to pretend to be flustered, Zhang Qiling's voice was so calm that there was no wave: "Where's Wu Xie?"

Zhang Qiling was very angry.

very angry.

After Fatty came to this realization, he subconsciously looked at Qi Yu.

Both of them chose to remain silent.

The three of them were sitting or standing in an empty black hall, except for a coffin whose lid had been pushed open in the middle, it was really empty.There are two forked passages on the side of the hall, which are dark and dark.

The three people here are very clear.

Wu Xie deliberately activated certain organs and brought them here, but he himself disappeared.

"Hey, Fatty don't need to open your squinting eyes anymore, it's obsidian." Qi Yu smiled, and then lowered his voice, "The mute really wants to beat us to death now!"

Obsidian has a light-absorbing effect.

Wu Xie once told Fatty and Qi Yu some ways to get out, but only kept it from Zhang Qiling.

"Wu Xie said that we can go out at night." The fat man motioned them to look at the ceiling.

"One hundred and eight star diamonds?" Qi Yu smiled.

Zhang Qiling also raised his head.

"No, it's one hundred and seven." The fat man's eyes were always sharp. "There is another star, which is outside. When they overlap, they can go out."

Fatty finally understood why Wu Xie alone entrusted him with this task.

When Fatty was in Banai, he often called Wu Xie and said that he was looking at the stars. Only he could notice such a subtle difference.

"It's hollow." Zhang Qiling's silence seemed to return to when they first met.

Qi Yu laughed out loud: "This week, King Mu can also bear the title of ghost."

Before the words were finished, a beam of faint light hit the opening on the coffin, and the coffin moved away without a sound.

The three went down with their own concerns.

Stepping on the thick ground again.

It's like an eternity.

Dali was already leaning on a small golden cup and smiling at them: "Three masters, get in the car."

Zhang Qiling suddenly realized the sadness that Wu Xie found out that his next step, the next step, was clearly planned, but he couldn't resist and could only go down.

For example, now, he can only go down as Wu Xie prepared.

Qi Yu got into the car first: "Haha, I'm going to Medog. Wait, how did you recognize me?" Qi Yu suddenly realized when he got into the car.

Zhang Qiling and Fatty, who got into the car one after another, were all stiff.

"You might as well ask the fat man!" He stepped on the gas pedal vigorously, laughing loudly.

"You are most similar to the innocent five years ago." The fat man remained silent.

Qi Yu himself also laughed: "No, no, I am most similar to Wu Xie from seven years ago."

Zhang Qiling finally froze in his seat.

Seven years ago, Wu Xie met Zhang Qiling.

Five years ago, Wu Xie lost Zhang Qiling.

The car was so dull that only Dali's rambling voice could be heard: "I have been with Buddha for five years, and I still remember the way Buddha smiled at me five years ago. I also know that you are all very important to Buddha..."

Dali sent them to the hotel, and the three of them returned to that small antique shop in Hangzhou without stopping.

As soon as you enter the door, well, Wang Meng is indeed clearing mines.

Qi Yu was in a hurry to book tickets, but Zhang Qiling threw a black gold ancient knife horizontally on the counter.

Qi Yu is not stupid, he spread his hands together: "Anyway, Little Buddha is not here, so you can ask whatever you want. But I can guess it, and when you think about it later, you can guess it too, right?"

Zhang Qiling silently looked at the fat man.

The fat man simply closed his eyes: "You don't have to ask the fat man, what the fat man knows is what Xiaotian really wants you to know."

Qi Yu laughed: "I remember, Little Buddha has a bad habit of keeping a diary."

So the loyal dog Wang Meng was gorgeously fixed in place by the fierce eyes of the future proprietress.

"It's really rare to see a mute caring so much about a person." Qi Yu straightened his collar, and smiled at Wang Meng.

Not to be outdone, Wang Meng said, "I've never seen anyone make the boss suffer so much!" Zhang Qiling found a book with a combination lock from under the bed, and violently removed the lock——

Zhang Qiling's hands trembled so much that he couldn't grasp the notebook.

This is a simple notebook.

There was no emotion at all.

Zhang Qiling found what he wanted without much trouble.

Diary memories are extremely vague and confusing.

"Zhang Haike found me and said he would give me a chance to rescue the patriarch."

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"We arrived in Medog. I also saw Qi Yu's mother's tomb."

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"Jiu Ya and I went to King Zhou Mu's tomb with a group of people."

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"I dragged the oil bottle out."

— and then there was nothing but a blank.

blank.

Two days later.

Zhang Qiling embarked on a journey to Changbai Mountain alone.

Because he was confident that Wu Xie's footsteps would not be too fast, but traveling day and night, he finally stopped Wu Xie at four-fifths of the distance.

Without too much explanation, Wu Xie was crushed hard in the snow.

Zhang Qiling looked down at Wu Xie who was in a panic, his eyes were cold.

Wu Xie hesitated to speak, but finally chose to remain silent.

The two of them faced each other in the frost of Changbai Glacier, and the world turned pale, until Wu Xie's eyes were slowly stained with glass purple.

Thorough.

Crystal beauty.

"It came so fast." Wu Xie murmured and raised his arms to cover his eyes, not knowing whether to talk about blindness or awakening.

However, Zhang Qiling understood the helplessness that Wu Xie was trying to hide from Wu Xie's barely visible trembling.

Sure enough, no matter how many times you lose your sight, you will still be afraid.

Just like the man in front of you.

No matter how many times I memory grid disk, I still can't accept it.

Wu Xie suddenly wanted to speak.

It may be that there will be no chance except this time.

"Brother, do you know how I became Little Buddha?"

"Actually, it's not too difficult. After a few fights and killing a few disobedient people, that's it."

"I think that if you line up the zongzi I've seen, they might not be less than yours."

"Brother, do you know how much I miss you?"

"Of course, you, Uncle Zhang, definitely don't like homosexuality."

"I used to be afraid that if I spoke out, I would lose the right to stand by your side and watch you."

"However, it's too late if I don't say it now."

"Zhang Qiling, I like you."

"like you."

"I really like it."

Wu Xie's voice slowly turned into a choked and low-pitched gesture.

"It's okay, I just like you too."

When the slightly cool lips were pressed together, Wu Xie's invisible eyes widened.

Lips and teeth intertwined.

Not in depth.

Wu Xie broke away by himself, and smiled dryly: "The fat man taught you, right? What did he say? Let Xiao Tian really not regret leaving?"

Wu Xie smiled sadly.

"The fat man said, if I can't help but want to take you as my own when I see you, I want to have you very much, but I am afraid that you will get hurt, then I like you."

Zhang Qiling's voice was so deep that it seemed to come from another time and space.

Eyesight finally slowly sees outlines.

Wu Xie only saw the same color of the day and night, the glaciers were frosty, and there was a person whom he had liked for a long time, who could easily draw with his eyes closed, looking at him devoutly.

It seems to cry out.

Is it to keep the clouds open to see the moonlight?

"But, it's too late, and there's no time." Wu Xie finally lowered his eyebrows dejectedly.

Carefully kissing the corner of Wu Xie's lips: "There will be a way." Zhang Qiling looked into Wu Xie's eyes: "Trust me."

"I promised to be the ultimate, and I will go back when the matter is resolved." Wu Xie refused to look at Zhang Qiling, feeling that the place where the snow was pressing on his back was cool.

"Wu Xie."

"Ok?"

"Wu Xie."

"Ok?"

"Wu Xie."

"Ok?"

"trust me."

"……it is good."

Zhang Qiling bit his ear: "Okay, then let's go home."

"it is good."

Wu Xie wanted to laugh, but why did she cry.