An entire 21-story building collapsed into rubble. Finding a photo in it is undoubtedly like finding a needle in a haystack.
Throughout the night, I rummaged through almost the entire building, and finally found the already dilapidated family portrait.
In this photo, Yan Lei, who is about seven or eight years old, is standing next to his father, while his mother is holding the infant Yan Miaomiao.
The family is all smiles, and even through this broken photo, you can feel the breath of happiness.
But all of this has become a memory.
Yan Miaomiao held the photo and sat blankly on the ruins, looking at the wreckage and corpses everywhere without saying a word.
"Come on, come with me to my place first."
"No, I'm not going anywhere." Yan Miaomiao's face was expressionless, and she didn't even feel her mouth moving.
Lu Shaoyang did not rush, but slowly walked up to him and squatted down.
"Are you going to live in these ruins?" The voice was gentle, but also full of reproach.
"You don't have to worry about it." That look in his eyes seemed to want to eat Lu Shaoyang.
Lu Shaoyang stopped trying to persuade him and stood up directly, preparing to leave.
"Well, to be honest, if your brother wasn't doing something for me, I really wouldn't want to worry about you."
"Although it is very sad that your parents left, after so many years, you still can't get over it, and you even want to follow them in the past. Now that you have made up your mind, stop living like a puddle of mud. Go find them."
With that said, Lu Shaoyang took out a pistol and threw it in front of Yan Miaomiao.
"Remember to tell your parents when you meet them that you have been in despair since they left, living like a zombie! And tell them that everything you do is to show that you love them!!"
"Then if you look at your parents, will they be happy for what you did, or will they want to give you a slap in the face?"
The gun pressed against his temple suddenly froze. Yan Miaomiao's eyes were dull and thoughtful, as if she were lost. Then she turned her head dullly and looked at Lu Shaoyang.
Lu Shaoyang took out a pack of cigarettes given to him by Yan Lei, took out one, lit it slowly, and put it in his mouth.
"Whether you live well and happily according to your parents' wishes, or continue to be immersed in sorrow according to the love you think you have, or end your life directly and follow them, the decision is now in your hands. superior."
"Make a decision quickly, I still want to take my gun back."
Lu Shaoyang took a deep puff of cigarette, waiting for Yan Miaomiao's decision.
But after waiting for a moment, Yan Miaomiao still sat on the ruins in a daze, neither pulling the trigger nor putting down the gun.
At this time, the cigarette also burned to the cigarette butt and was slowly extinguished.
"Task Force, I'm going back first. If she pulls the trigger, just bury her for me and send the gun back to the group. If she's not dead, escort her to my villa."
"Wait!" Yan Miaomiao's voice suddenly sounded.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she held back the tears. Then she put down the pistol and stood up.
"Lu Shaoyang, I want to go back with you."
"Then let's go quickly, why are there still ink marks?" Lu Shaoyang turned around and raised the corners of his mouth.
After all the matters at the scene were dealt with, Lu Shaoyang immediately took Yan Miaomiao back to the villa.
As soon as he entered the villa, the housekeeper Lao Meng immediately greeted him.
"Master, why are you back just now! The lady called yesterday, but after waiting for you all night, you didn't come back. Are you okay?" Lao Meng looked worried.
"I'm fine. This is Yan Miaomiao, Yan Lei's sister. You take her to change first and then arrange a room for her."
"Okay, Master, the rice prepared for you is a bit cold. I'll make a new one for you."
Lu Shaoyang immediately waved his hand and walked towards his room.
"No, I have something urgent to do. Just bring me a strong cup of coffee. No sugar."
After saying that, Lu Shaoyang immediately returned to the room, took out his laptop, and began to search for information about Sakura Country.
Izanagi, Izanami, the Eight Thunder Gods, Amaterasu, the Land of the Underworld...
Every piece of information about the ghosts and monsters of Sakura Country was carefully recorded by Lu Shaoyang.
After getting a general understanding, Lu Shaoyang lay directly on his back on the seat and fell into meditation.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
I thought it was Lao Meng who came to deliver coffee, but I didn't expect that the person who opened the door and came in was Yan Miaomiao, who had just changed her hair and her hair was still a little wet.
It has to be said that when Yan Miaomiao is dressed up, her whole body is delicate, shiny and smooth, and with her immature baby face, she is no worse than a first-line star.
"Mr. Lu, your coffee." Yan Miaomiao suddenly became uncharacteristically shy and said.
Lu Shaoyang couldn't help but shuddered and said, "Mr. Lu? Forget it, you should just call me by my full name. It sounds a bit jarring."
As soon as these words came out, Yan Miaomiao, who wanted to be more ladylike, suddenly changed back to her original appearance, and put the coffee in front of Lu Shaoyang with an indifferent expression.
"It's true that wild boars can't eat fine chaff. If I'm being polite to you, you're still so busy."
"Yes, that's how it feels." Lu Shaoyang said with a smile on his face.
After making a joke, Lu Shaoyang stopped chatting and immediately picked up the coffee, concentrating while continuing to check the information on the Internet.
Yan Miaomiao, who was standing behind him and looking at the screen, suddenly looked over and said with a frown.
"Izanagi? Are you looking up information about Sakura Country's Shinto religion?"
Lu Shaoyang's eyes widened: "You know this?"
"Of course I know, and I have studied myths, legends and mythological systems from all over the world."
"Ah?! Really?" Lu Shaoyang looked incredulous.
Yan Miaomiao was very calm, as if it were natural.
"Everyone has a hobby. My hobby is to collect and learn about these fairy tales. Is it necessary to be so surprised?"
"What surprises me is, since you like mythology so much, why haven't you played that Black Myth game?"
When this was mentioned, Yan Miaomiao's face suddenly darkened.
"I played a game and tied up an A-level monster, but in the endless purgatory event copy, I was killed by your Ten Thousand Thunder Formation."
"Uh...this..."
He was still a little embarrassed at first, but suddenly his thoughts changed. Lu Shaoyang immediately frowned, stood up slowly, and pressed towards Yan Miaomiao.
"That's not right! You were killed by my Ten Thousand Thunder Formation?! In other words, you went with them to encircle and suppress me! Isn't that right!!"
"Uh... This..." This time, it was Yan Miaomiao who looked embarrassed.
Just when Lu Shaoyang was about to scold him again, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
"Lu Yuwei?"
After I connected the phone, I only heard a lot of noise on the other end of the phone, and I could also hear the roar of ghosts!
"Shaoyang!! Our group is besieged by a group of ghosts!!"
