"Xia Xia, let's go back."
The flow of people on the street has disappeared, and only a few drunkards are still wandering on the street.
Wei Xiaxia nodded reluctantly, hummed, and began to close the stall.
In the distance, He Feng looked at Lu Zeyu with his mobile phone, trying to find any clues.
Wei Xiaxia dragged her tired body and climbed onto the dining car. Seeing Lu Zeyu who was distracted, she shouted:
"Get in the car! What are you looking at?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I saw it wrong."
Facing Lu Zeyu's performance, Wei Xiaxia could only mutter:
"baffling."
Their homes are not far apart, otherwise Aunt Xia would not be able to let Wei Xiaxia set up a stall by herself.
When she saw Lu Zeyu entering the room, Aunt Xia quickly put down the photo album in her hand.
"Ah! Xiaoyu is here."
"Aunt Xia."
Lu Zeyu said hello, but his eyes were attracted to the photo album.
The cover of the album is a photo of a family of three, with Wei Xiaxia smiling happily among the couple.
The man beside him felt very familiar to Lu Zeyu, overlapping with the figure in his memory.
"Aunt Xia, Uncle Wei asked me to bring something to you two."
Wei Xiaxia and Aunt Xia were stunned, and Aunt Xia asked with a trembling voice:
"That Uncle Wei?"
Lu Zeyu said nothing, but handed the package from his backpack to Aunt Xia's hand.
Aunt Xia had tears in her eyes and covered her mouth in disbelief.
After putting down the package, Lu Zeyu turned and walked towards the door, trying not to look at the situation inside the house.
Aunt Xia picked up the package and touched it carefully, as if it was some rare treasure.
After returning to the room, Lu Zeyu took out the black diary with a long breath and made a check.
"Phew, one thing has been completed. It smells so good, what a smell."
The black envelope was placed on the table, emitting an alluring fragrance. Lu Zeyu swallowed.
Opening the envelope in his hand, a piece of white paper fell from it, with an address written on it.
It was an abandoned apartment on the outskirts of the city. No one had lived in it for a long time. There was another sentence in the letter.
"Please bring your invitation letter with you. 』
The moment he saw the address, Lu Zeyu hesitated. He didn't want to continue entering these ghost places.
There was a knock on the door, and he hurriedly put away the envelope in his hand.
"coming."
Aunt Xia, with red eyes, stood outside the door, forcing a smile and saying:
"Can I come in?"
"Yes, of course."
Aunt Xia's haggard face was reflected in the water glass. Looking at Aunt Xia who was in a daze, Lu Zeyu felt mixed emotions in his heart.
Is this package good or bad?
Aunt Xia placed a few banknotes and a letter on the table, and tried to continue in her usual gentle tone:
"The one in our family has a habit of marking his own money. I'm afraid you stuffed these in."
Lu Zeyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.
"I know it's not easy for you to come out from where you came from. I know everything. But Wei Guo... died in a mudslide ten years ago."
Aunt Xia's voice began to sound like crying, and she heard the sound of sobbing. Lu Zeyu quickly handed over some toilet paper.
"I don't know where you found the package, and please don't mention it in the future."
At this point, Aunt Xia couldn't bear it anymore, covered her face and ran out.
Lu Zeyu sat on the sofa and looked at Aunt Xia's position for a long time without regaining consciousness.
He touched the black envelope in his pocket and smiled bitterly. It seemed that he needed to go there.
His eyes shifted to the letter on the coffee table, which had the words Lu Zeyu written on it.
"Is this for me?"
There was only a piece of white paper and a photo in the envelope. The photo was a family portrait of Wei Xiaxia. Wei Guo seemed to be reluctant to be taken by the hostess, while Wei Xiaxia was making scissor hands underneath, looking warm and harmonious.
The paper was already wet. Lu Zeyu opened the letter with a smile. The fonts on the letter were crooked.
"I know it's hard to find my family. Here are their photos, thank you.
Live well and don't come to this kind of place again. 』
Tears fell and the ink was drawn out again.
After tucking the letter into his notebook, Lu Zeyu covered his face and collapsed on the sofa.
"Why are everyone so sensational?"
Boom! Boom!
The knock on the door appeared again, and looking through the peephole, Wei Xiaxia was standing outside the door, holding the music box that Wei Guo had been repairing in her hands, with red eyes, standing outside the door.
"Thank you."
After speaking, he stood up and ran away without looking back, leaving Lu Zeyu no chance to reply.
The scent came from Wei Xiaxia's body, and Lu Zeyu grabbed Wei Xiaxia's arm.
Wei Xiaxia turned her head blankly and saw Lu Zeyu with a serious face, her eyes showing doubts.
"follow me."
Wei Xiaxia sat cautiously on the sofa, watching the little man in the music box dancing gracefully on the narrow stage.
"He was repairing this music box every day, as if it was all he had."
Facing Lu Zeyu's inconsistent words, Wei Xiaxia asked in confusion:
"Then, what do you want to say?"
Lu Zeyu looked at her seriously and said softly:
"Come on, get your stuff out."
"what?"
Facing Wei Xiaxia's question, Lu Zeyu said seriously:
"letter."
"letter?"
Wei Xiaxia held her pocket tightly and stood up to walk out the door.
Lu Zeyu took out the black envelope, and Wei Xiaxia hurriedly checked her other pocket.
The moment he touched the envelope, a big hand took the envelope out of Wei Xiaxia's pocket.
"This little cleverness is of no use."
Wei Xiaxia rushed forward like crazy, trying to snatch the envelope in her hand.
"Why? Why did you stop me? Just go here and dad can come back."
"It will kill people!"
Lu Zeyu straightened Wei Xiaxia's body with a serious look on his face.
"Do you know that this is not a place you can go to?"
"What about you? Why can you?"
Wei Xiaxia's voice was crying and she looked at Lu Zeyu with red eyes.
"You go ahead, don't go there, it's just going to be unfortunate if you come into contact with them."
Wei Xiaxia cried and ran outside, while Lu Zeyu was still sitting on the sofa.
Looking blankly at the two letters on the table, when did his peaceful days end?
That night Lu Zeyu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The only thought in his mind was whether he should maintain his current peaceful life or go to that apartment.
The cold wind blew in along the window, and Lu Zeyu couldn't help but shiver.
The black notebook was blown open by the wind, and the sound of turning pages made Lu Zeyu even more upset.
When I got out of bed, the red writing on the notebook on the desk was very eye-catching.
"I don't want other people to keep coming here. 』
