Chu Wei had just returned from school and saw a familiar car parked at the door. He suddenly became excited. The man leaned against the car and smoked. His clothes were wrinkled, his hair was a little messy, and his chin looked a little depressed.

She covered her inner joy, walked over with her schoolbag on her back, and stood in front of the tall man. Before she could speak, He Wenyuan grabbed her hand.

The cigarette butt fell to the ground, and he pulled her into the yard and the room, and he hugged her: "I didn't tell you and left, are you doing well these two days?"

Chu Wei struggled: "I'm pretty good, you don't have to worry."

"Chu Wei, don't you ask me why I suddenly parted without saying goodbye?"

Chu Wei struggled without success and said softly: "I don't want to know."

"My mom is dead."

Chu Wei was stunned for a moment: "Hmm? Which... which mother?"

"Zhang Guiying."

Chu Wei couldn't believe it: "How could it be?"

She saved Zhang Guiying only after the epidemic last time she was infected. Didn’t it be said that if you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune? Why can’t you escape the bad luck when you get to Zhang Guiying?

Could it be that her destiny is over?

Last time, she forcibly snatched someone from the gate of hell, but her life in the book of life and death was over, so it was not long before... was in trouble again?

He Wenyuan Heshou: "The eldest brother's house has built a tiled house. She came to Haicheng to invite me back to drink. When she went back, she walked at night and fell into the river. She soaked in the river for five or six days before she found the body."

Chu Wei only felt his scalp numb and panicked: "You...you are so sad that people will not be resurrected after death."

"I know, it's already buried."

Seeing that he was in a low mood, all the resentment had disappeared before, and reached out to hug him: "Don't be sad, huh? The dead are gone, and the living should work harder to survive."

He Wenyuan hugged her back: "I know."

"Wen Yue and Wen Xing are sad, aren't they?"

He Wenyuan is not Zhang Guiying's biological child, and Zhang Guiying has done a lot of despicable things to harm Wenyuan, so Wenyuan's sadness is definitely not as good as Wen Yue and Wenxing. After all, that is their biological mother. The death of a relative is like the sky falling.

I remembered my mother again. She thought that if her biological mother had an accident one day, she would not be sad. Such a biological mother not only did not bring her any care and joy, but even ordinary people could not catch up with that kind of person, and even a tear was not worthy of.

"Can you go to my house for more than two days? I don't understand the thoughts of the little girls. I am not as delicate as you little girls. Please help me comfort those two girls."

Chu Wei nodded: "Well, okay, I will go to your house after school tomorrow."

"I'll pick you up."

"Yeah, okay."

Outside the window, the moon was falling, the crows were crying and frost was everywhere, and Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon. The night was cool and the hazy lights were shining. Her little face was a little pale. It was too difficult to go to the countryside a few days ago. She lost several pounds. Her little face, which was originally a bit fleshy, was thinner now, with a sharp chin, and her eyes looked even bigger. It was so cute that people loved and pity.

"Don't you blame me?"

Chu Wei hummed lightly: "I will give you a last chance. If you dare to listen to the wind and rain misunderstand me again in the future, we will be completely finished. Have you heard it?"

He Wenyuan nervously carried the person into his arms: "I heard it, I won't."

Never dare to do it again.

The nightingale perched on the branches, occasionally sang twice, and it was quiet at night. Chu Wei's voice finally stopped feeling angry: "Don't you go back?"
Chapter completed!