This ruby looks familiar, much like Su Qingyu's eyeball that fell after the statue melted in [Wax Figure Town].
"Auntie, your ring is very beautiful."
"The sterling silver one is the ordinary style." Zhuang's mother scooped up a mouthful of soup with a spoon and was about to put it in her mouth to taste it herself. Zhuang Xiaodie quickly stopped her mother to prevent her from being poisoned by the dark cuisine.
Su Qingyu held her chin with one hand and stared at the ring: "The gems on it are also very unique."
"This is a small gift your mother brought back when she went to work for the first time before you were born." Zhuang's mother raised her hand and looked at the ring through the light. "I have worn it for many years, and it still feels very good." like.
It's a pity that your mother had a car accident not long after she resigned from the company.
You are also a miserable child. You must have had a hard time being alone all these years. If you have nothing to do in the future, come to your aunt's house for dinner and she will cook for you. "
Mother Zhuang let out a long sigh.
Su Qingyu was shocked. This was actually given to Zhuang Xiaodie's mother by her mother before.
"Mom, the cookies in the oven are going to be burnt. That cookbook I bought from the street stall of the Blue Clothes Organization is unreliable. How can there be cookies that need to be baked for 6 hours?" Zhuang Xiaodie reminded her. He took out the cookies he had baked before from the refrigerator and said, "Use the ones I baked to entertain Yuyu first. Mom, you can study your new method of baking cookies another day."
"Oops!" Zhuang's mother immediately jumped out of the mood of sad memories. She wanted to run to the kitchen, "My biscuits! It's obviously not time for the book yet!"
Su Qingyu stood up immediately. She touched Zhuang's mother's arm with her hand. It was very warm, like a human touch.
"Auntie, I'll pick it up." Su Qingyu walked to the kitchen first and helped clean it up.
There was a burnt smell coming from the oven.
Su Qingyu immediately turned off the oven, and then opened the window and oven door at the same time.
"Where's uncle? Why aren't you at home today?" She asked casually.
Zhuang's mother just said lightly: "He is busy."
Where are you busy? Why doesn't it show up? Why is there no Uncle Zhuang in Su Qingyu's memory?
Su Qingyu has noticed that there is something fishy about Zhuang Xiaodie's parents. Although they seem harmonious and happy, the awakening of Zhuang's mother and the identity of Zhuang's father are confusing.
Especially the ruby deepened Su Qingyu's thoughts.
Su Qingyu felt that at least one of her parents and Zhuang Xiaodie's parents had connections with Daystar Group.
Su Qingyu didn't ask any more questions. She was a guest and she kept asking other people questions, which was very rude.
The room was brightly lit, and Su Qingyu watched Zhuang Xiaodie place the cookies she had baked with chopsticks, with a faint smile on her face. When she saw Su Qingyu looking at her, she waved to Su Qingyu.
Zhuang's mother reached for the disk in the oven, and then her fingertips were burned. She pinched her ears to relieve the pain and poured cold water over them.
This scene is no different from any ordinary family before the strangeness comes.
Su Qingyu wandered around in the dungeon, just like a lonely boat floating on the stormy sea. Black clouds tore through the night sky like giant beasts, covering the stars in endless darkness. The morning star was high above, and its light was as weak as a candle. Huge waves rolled up like mountains, and raindrops splashed like ice swords.
She raised her sail and fought against the huge waves.
When fighting, the human heart is her beacon. As long as the beacon never goes out, she will never be confused.
Su Qingyu enjoys the process of fighting against the copy, and also enjoys ordinary happiness.
She and Zhuang Xiaodie eat biscuits together.
Su Qingyu was quite tired from running dungeons in the past few days. She didn't have three regular meals and would be consumed no matter how much she ate, so she no longer tabooed foods with high sugar content.
Make up for it.
After eating, Zhuang Xiaodie took Su Qingyu back to the room. She took out the pink cloak from the gift box and gestured on Su Qingyu: "The size is just right, but the color is too big." It’s dead, pink looks good, but it’s too pink and it dazzles your eyes under the lamp.”
Su Qingyu took out the feathers Du Yu gave her from her pocket for comparison.
Du Yu's feathers are basically similar to those on the cloak.
Zhuang Xiaodie was stunned when she saw the feather: "Where did you get the feather? Did the cloak lose its hair so quickly?
The quality is not good. What my dad bought is really unreliable.
I must have been tricked while traveling. "
"Traveling? Uncle disappeared for a year to travel?" If you use this excuse to deceive children, they won't believe it.
"That's what dad told me." Zhuang Xiaodie put down the cloak, "I didn't ask what the specific situation was. Mom and dad just need to come back."
Zhuang Xiaodie also knew that this was too unusual, but she didn't want to ask, and she didn't dare to ask.
During this period, some strange changes occurred in her body, the most obvious of which was that the fingerprints on her hands gradually faded away.
Bai Huo contacted her on the third day one year after her first fortune telling and expressed his willingness to take her to the mountains to find the master to tell her fortune again, but Zhuang Xiaodie declined.
Now, she lives in a room in Tianfu Lingcheng, her parents are at home, and her good friends are still next door. For her, this kind of life is already very happy.
Back then, after her first fortune-telling, Bai Huo said that she was not going to die soon, but she was actually quite depressed.
Zhuang Xiaodie's parents once told her not to believe in fate, it was just a lie meant to manipulate people's actions.
Every path in life is a fork, and every decision represents countless future possibilities.
It is people who stand at the fork, and it is people who decide which way to go, not those illusory fates.
Therefore, Zhuang Xiaodie didn't believe it at first.
Later, Bai Huo showed her the fortune-telling process in private and elaborated on it based on the principles of numerology.
Not only that, but he also showed her the accuracy of fortune telling.
This made Zhuang Xiaodie a little panicked.
She took the initiative to send a message to Bai Huo to see if there was a solution.
Bai Huo comforted her patiently and told her that although he could not change her fate, he would help her find a solution together.
In the middle, I experienced the disappearance of my parents.
She struggled to find her mother, who had been sleeping, and she took care of her at home alone.
Fortunately, Su Qingyu gave her a place to live, saving her from the danger of entering the dungeon.
During this period, Bai Huo asked people from the red organization to deliver glucose to her several times, and she injected it into her mother to prevent her from starving to death while she was in a coma.
Then one year expired and dad came back.
Bai Huo said he would take her to find his master. His master was at [Monkey God Mountain]. There was a copy there and the level of danger was not low.
She was afraid that she had been contaminated inadvertently, that she was a different person when she was sleepwalking.
I am also afraid that my mother's awakening is fake and that my father who comes back is not the real father.
It's like a beautiful picture drawn with sand, afraid that the wind will blow it away.
Zhuang Xiaodie did not tell Su Qingyu these negative things. She saw her good friend often wandering in the dungeon and was very tired every time he came back. She didn't want to worry her anymore.
She felt that it would be good if the current situation remained as it was.
Is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies? Or Butterfly in Mengzhuangzhou?
Zhuang Xiaodie didn't know.
She held Su Qingyu's arm and decided to cherish her current happiness.
