Xie Wen gathered the flower into his hand, only to see that the petals curled up and withered the moment they touched him, and turned into a ball of brown dead matter in the blink of an eye. With a flick of his finger, they fell apart.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the dead object in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he raised his eyes and saw Wen Shi looking at him with a frown.

Xie Wen lowered his hands behind his back and asked him from a few steps away from the scattered flower branches: "What bad thing have I done that you want to look at me like this?"

"..."

I pursed my lips when I smelled it.

In fact, he just looked back. But when the other party asked, he could only compose his face and say: "I have something to ask you."

Xie asked: "What's the matter?"

When hearing: "..."

Let me think about it.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and thought of one thing without even a pause: "Where are your clothes?"

Xie Wen lowered his head and took a serious look at himself - he was fully clothed.

…

Wen Shi was convinced: "I'm talking about the coat you're wearing, the black one."

Xie Wen seemed to have remembered that piece of clothing at this moment: "Oh, that piece. Maybe it was crowded with people and I forgot it somewhere."

"Don't you look for it?"

"Forget it." Xie Wen said nonchalantly: "It's not an important thing, just buy it after you lose it."

When I heard about it, I was poor and couldn't understand his generosity in not wanting it.

Seeing his frown getting tighter, Xie Wen suggested, "How about you accompany me to search in the mountains? But this mountain is a bit big."

Dream on. This mountain is more than a little big?

Turn around and leave when you smell it.

Xie Wen laughed from behind and coughed a few more times. His voice was muffled than when he came, and he seemed to be in worse health.

Although the neighbors and friends who came to see off Shen Qiao didn't know him, they still asked him a few words of concern: "Are you sick? You're sick and why did you come to the mountains? It's very cold in the mountains."

Xie Wen waved his hand from afar, indicating that he was fine.

Although he didn't speak seriously, he seemed to be a really good-tempered person, but...

When I heard that I was turning a corner along the mountain road, I couldn't help but turn my head again.

He saw Xie Wen coughing a few times against the tip of his nose, and then dropped what he was holding when passing a tree. His expression was pale and sickly, with no emotion at all, and he seemed a little dull.

When he heard it, he was stunned for a moment before he remembered that it should be the flower he picked up before.

When he came out of the cage, he was actually tired and hungry, and it was difficult to hold his breath. However, he still calmed down and tried to look at Xie Wen's spirit.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the evil aura rising to the sky.

It was several times more prosperous than when we first met, with teeth and claws showing, and the sense of evil was thick and strong. Where the black mist escaped, the luminous flowers and trees dimmed, as if they were lingering.

When I heard it, my mind buzzed, and my eyes suddenly opened.

That scene disappeared again, and Xie Wen still looked gentle and gentle, walking down the mountain with his eyes lowered.

***

The bus stopped at the foot of the mountain, and people came over one after another.

Xia Qiao stopped crying and didn't speak. His eyes were severely swollen and he just stood there blankly. The elders in the neighborhood couldn't bear it, so they half-supported and half-tugged him all the way to the car and placed him in the seat where he came from.

After a moment, his dull eyes turned and he asked hoarsely: "Where is Brother Wen?"

His neighbor Aunt Liu was sitting behind him. She was the last person to see such a half-year-old junior cry. She patted Xia Qiao on the shoulder, pointed out the window and said, "Here we are, here we are talking over there."

Xia Qiao was a little late and looked over in a blink of an eye.

When I saw this, I was standing on the roadside a few steps away, talking to Xie Wen who had just come down the mountain...

Mainly Xie Wen was talking and listening.

Maybe it was an illusion. Xia Qiao felt that the distance between the two was a bit far. Anyway, it was a bit farther than people talking normally, showing a subtle sense of unfamiliarity and avoidance.

Of course, Xia Qiao didn't know why, he just felt weird.

Xie Wen said a few words briefly, then waved his hand to Wen Shi and walked in another direction. Wen Shi walked towards the bus.

He had long legs, grabbed the handrail and climbed up the fourth step in two steps, and sat down next to Xia Qiao expressionlessly.

The driver took off his cigarette, turned around and asked, "Here we go? Are we still waiting for someone?"

When he heard it, he said: "No, let's go."

Xia Qiao was stunned for a moment, and Aunt Liu and the others were even more enthusiastic. They pointed at Xie Wen's back in the distance and said, "Where is he? That friend of yours, isn't he getting in the car?"

"He won't come," Wen Shi said.

"Why?"

"I have something to do. Let's go first." Wen Shi said.

Xia Qiao glanced at Wen Shi. Even though his brother Wen always had such a cold face and tough words, he still felt that Wen Shi was not in a good mood at the moment.

"Brother Wen, what's wrong with you?" Xia Qiao was not very energetic, but he still asked.

He raised his eyelids when he heard it, but didn't understand: "What?"

"Um..." Xia Qiao thought carefully and asked slowly, "Thank you for asking what he said? You look unhappy."

Wenshi frowned slightly and looked at him with a look like "What are you talking about in your sleep?" "Ah?"

Xia Qiao shrank back again and leaned against the car window listlessly: "It's okay, I saw it wrong, just pretend I didn't say anything."

But Aunt Liu didn't give up.

On the way here, she sat next to Xie Wen. Who wouldn't like this young man who was very eye-catching and elegant? She patted the back of Wen Shi's chair and said, "I came here in this car, so it's better to go in this car."

, otherwise it would be unlucky.”

This kind of unlucky feeling is suspected of being forced upon someone, and I have never heard of it before.

But he still glanced out the window and happened to see Xie Wen getting into a red car, so he leaned back in his chair.

"Are these people leaving?" the driver asked.

When I heard it: "Yeah."

The driver quickly stuck his head out of the window, took two deep puffs, pressed the butt of his cigarette, and then turned the steering wheel and drove back to the city.

***

The funeral shed in the Minghua Mansion Garden has been completely dismantled, and this funeral that lasted for several days has come to an end.

Aunt Liu lives in the building in front and is known to be a warm-hearted person.

When she got off the car, she kept mumbling instructions, fearing that the two young men would not understand the rules and act randomly: "We will cross the brazier in a while, and we will eat some red dates and white cakes. Then when you go home, just put it between the bed and the sofa."

Move everything around and clean it up."

Xia Qiao was still very tired, so he nodded and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

"If you two can't do it, just knock on the door and say, Auntie will help you, ah." Aunt Liu followed the team across the brazier and took two steps, and then said: "After cleaning everything, take a bath and then go to bed.

, you must take a bath.”

Xia Qiao responded: "Okay."

He moved around in a daze, taking whatever was given to him, and filling his mouth with whatever was asked of him.

When he finally came to his senses, he found that everyone had already dispersed and he had returned home.

The room was empty, and he was also empty, as if he had lost his soul. He didn't know what to do for a while.

Suddenly, someone patted his head gently.

Xia Qiao covered the back of his head and turned to look over. When he saw it, he passed by him. The thumb and index finger of his left hand were twirling lightly, not knowing what he was twirling.

"Is there any fragrance left?" When he smelled it, he glanced around.

Xia Qiao was stunned: "Yes, do you want it?"

"Go smoke one and light it up." Wen Shi said.

He always gave people the impression that he would fall out when things didn't go his way. Xia Qiao wanted to get close to him, but was a little afraid of him, so after receiving the order, he hurriedly went to do it.

After returning with a stick of incense, Xia Qiao asked, "Why are you lighting incense, brother?"

"Come here." Wen Shi tilted his head towards the backyard and motioned for him to open the door.

The backyard of the Shen family villa is large and empty. In the past, Xia Qiao always wanted to buy some flowers and plants to display, but Shen Qiao always said to "leave some space" and didn't know why.

When I heard about it, I didn't feel surprised to see such an open space. Instead, I understood it clearly.

So much so that Xia Qiao suspected that the "stay" mentioned by Shen Qiao before was meant for him.
To be continued...