When Zhou Xiang woke up the next day, the first thing he saw was Lan Xirong's face.
He stared at the simple roof with his eyes wide open, recalling the scenes that happened last night, he felt dreamlike and full of unreality.
Lan Xirong patted his face anxiously, "Brother Xiang? Are you okay? Can you hear me?"
Cai Wei also came over and looked at him worriedly.
Zhou Xiang was stupefied for a long time before he let out a long sigh, "I'm fine."
The two breathed a sigh of relief.
Lan Xirong helped Zhou Xiang up from the bed and poured him a glass of water.
Zhou Xiang drank a few sips of water and looked at the people and things around him in a daze. He didn't know how to describe this feeling, as if his body was stepping on the void, but his mind was clear.
I'm afraid that yesterday's crying and shouting had almost vented his emotions, and the depression in his body was much lighter, so he regained his senses, he thought, even if he was asked to face that situation again A pile of unrecognizable bones, he will not run away.
He said to himself, Zhou Xiang, you must wake up and pull yourself together.
After his last bit of illusion was completely shattered and he had no way out, he was surprisingly calm now. He clearly knew that the most important thing for him right now was to get back what belonged to his parents, or his relics as much as possible, and it was meaningless to entangle the facts that could no longer be changed.
Zhou Xiang looked at Lan Xirong and Cai Wei's worried expressions, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to make you worry, I'm fine."
His calm appearance made the two of them feel scared. After all, Zhou Xiang seemed to have gone crazy yesterday, and his whole body was emotionally broken. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing must be like him. So now that he is so calm and the contrast is so great, both of them are very uncertain, afraid that Zhou Xiang will do something drastic again.
Zhou Xiang got off the ground and put on his shoes, smiled calmly, "I'm really fine, I figured it out, I was a little stimulated yesterday, butit doesn't matter anymore."
Cai Wei shook his head and sighed, "If you are really uncomfortable, don't hold back, we are even more afraid when you look like this."
Zhou Xiang patted Cai Wei on the shoulder, "Brother Wei, I ran over by myself yesterday, and I might cause you trouble."
"This is not the main thing, but Yan Mingxu told you to go see him after you wake up."
Lan Xirong grabbed his arm, "Brother Xiang, you don't have to go, I know it's too difficult for you, if you don't want to stay here, I'll accompany you back and let Wei Ge handle it by himself."
Cai Wei also nodded, "I'll just stay by myself."
Zhou Xiang shook his head, "I want to stay here, I'll go see Yan Mingxu, and" There was also Yan Mingxiu, but he didn't say it. Yan Mingxiu's appearance yesterday made him quite uncomfortable, and he wanted to confirm something.
Zhou Xiang didn't let them follow, and went to find Yan Mingxu by himself.
Just arrived at the door of the farmhouse where Yan Mingxu lived, and found two monks standing outside.
Zhou Xiang was a little dazed, he didn't know much about religion and the like, but his first reaction was that the monks were invited for salvation. Zhou Xiang felt a little nervous. He looked like a normal person now, but the most absurd thing happened to him. Even though the dove occupied the magpie's nest, it was not the right way no matter how he thought about it, so he When I saw these two monks, I was very nervous, just like a monster seeing a Taoist priest.
But it was too late for him to go back, the soldiers standing at the door had already seen him, and one of them turned around and went in to ask Yan Mingxu for instructions.
Zhou Xiang had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked over. Facts proved that everything was caused by his psychology. The two monks just nodded politely and didn't pay too much attention to him.
After a while, the soldier came out and motioned him to go in.
After Zhou Xiang entered the house, he first felt an extremely unusual aura. He couldn't describe that feeling, as if this crude rural earthen house suddenly became very different, even the flowing air was somewhat serious. He walked into the bedroom and found that not only Yan Mingxu was sitting in it, but beside Yan Mingxiu, there was also a tall and thin old monk, about seventy years old, with a deadpan expression on his face, not angry but mighty. He raised his head and glanced at him, that glance was extremely sharp, although his expression didn't fluctuate at all, Zhou Xiang was extremely nervous for no reason.
Yan Mingxu said to Zhou Xiang, "This is my master, Master Jikong." Yan Mingxu seemed very respectful, even humble.
Zhou Xiang awkwardly made a Buddhist ceremony, not daring to neglect it at all.
He has met many unattainable figures in the entertainment industry for more than ten years.?The house was burned to him too! "
"That house is not bad. I have some feelings. It's close to where I work. Where can I live in the future. But I need to change it so that I don't feel bad." Yan Mingxiu spoke calmly, without a single crack in his expression, cold and Ruthless, Zhou Xiang's heart was already so cold, he really didn't know what else he could do to get back his things.
His little aunt must be hopeless, and Yan Mingxiu must have solved it long ago. Facing Yan Mingxiu's decision, he was helpless.
Yan Mingxiu stretched out his hand and squeezed his chin, forcing him to raise his head, "Go back and tell Cai Wei that I am too lazy to investigate the matter of the thief, it is not important anymore. I will rush back to Beijing tomorrow and deal with Zhou Xiang's burial first. Then there is his house and car, let him not get involved, I will notify him of the funeral."
Zhou Xiang stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Mingxiu, what kind of person are you to Zhou Xiang, why should you help him decide where his things go, Brother Wei is Zhou Xiang's best brother, you should"
"I am Zhou Xiang's man." Yan Mingxiu's eagle-like eyes looked deeply into his eyes, "No one is more qualified than me to handle his things."
Zhou Xiang took a step back, gave him a hard look, turned and left.
Yan Mingxiu's eyes kept following his back, knowing that he had disappeared from his sight.
Yan Mingxiu covered his chest. The dull pain in his heart made him almost unable to straighten his back. He slowly clenched his fists, his blood-red eyes stared at the direction where the figure disappeared, and he gritted his teeth and said two words, "Zhou Xiang" . (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com