"Mom, that's not what I meant."

"Don't worry, if I am by Gu Tingyuan, I will look at him a few more times...... If you don't feel guilty about dreaming at night, you have to scare him to death. ”

“……。”

After a pause, Mu Wanyu reminded: "Mom, it will be the Lantern Festival in a few days." ”

"What's wrong with the Lantern Festival?" Song Lianwei asked disappreciatively.

"You're going to ...... Daddy, let's eat...... Tangyuan? Mu Wanyu asked tentatively, word by word.

Hearing the word tangyuan, Song Lianqi glanced at her: "Tangyuan, what's the matter, you haven't eaten enough?" ”

"Wu Ma cooks." Mu Wanyu said.

Hearing this, Song Lianwei did not respond for a long time.

"Mom, this is the first Lantern Festival since I came to Gu's house."

Song Lianwei looked like when you became so domineering, and looked at her expressionlessly: "Is it because you got married, I have to remarry again for you?" ”

Mu Wanyu glanced back at Gu Yichen, and then said, "Mom, do you really plan to leave Dad alone in the old mansion during the Lantern Festival?" ”

Song Lianwei frowned slightly: "I lived by myself back then, what's the matter, if he spends a festival alone, will he die?" ”

"No, it won't." Mu Wanyu responded in a low voice.

"Okay, then he can come if he wants, eat the rice balls I cooked, it's okay, right?"

Mu Wanyu paused: "No, no opinion." ”

……

In the evening, Gu Yichen had a party outside and was not at home.

When Mu Wanyu came out of the bathroom, her mobile phone rang twice, and it was a WeChat message from Shen Xiaoxiao:

[I saw a woman who looked very similar to you, chatting beside Gu Yichen. 】

Seeing this, Mu Wanyu raised her eyebrows slightly, and responded:

【Ji Wanqing】

[No, Ji Wanqing, I've seen it, the muscles on her face are not so stiff. 】

At this time, Shen Xiaoxiao sent a photo, which was a photo of Gu Yichen drinking with a woman.

Mu Wanyu remembered this smile, and through the mobile phone screen, she could feel the coldness in Gu Yichen's smile.

Mu Wanyu: [You help me investigate a person, Zuo Qiu Ming. 】

Shen Xiaoxiao: [Surname Zuo? 】

Mu Wanyu: [Why, can't you have a surname left? ] Just because Zuo Mi is also surnamed Zuo? 】

Shen Xiaoxiao: [Okay, if you are related to Zuo Mi, I won't help you, my elbow is inward. 】

Mu Wanyu: [Don't worry, his elbow is definitely not in the same direction as you. 】

Shen Xiaoxiao: [......]

Mu Wanyu: [By the way, help me investigate, Zuo Qiu Ming, Chu Jiawen, and this woman tonight, what is the relationship between these three people. 】

Shen Xiaoxiao: [Okay, I see. 】

After Mu Wanyu put down her phone, she noticed that the water droplets in her hair were dripping on the bed, so she picked up a towel and wiped it briefly, and went into the bathroom.

Mu Wanyu straightened her hair in the mirror, and when she looked up, her chest throbbed violently, and there was a person standing behind her.

She was dressed in a black cloak coat, and the hat on her head covered most of her face, and she stood behind her with her head down, calm like a lake without ripples, making people not see the slightest sense of presence.

Mu Wanyu turned her head, suddenly frightened, her face turned a little pale, and she looked at her with her chest covered: "Who are you!" You're a human or a ghost! Why do you keep pestering me? ”

"There is always a price to pay for being born again."

"At what cost?"

Water droplets from his hair dripped into his eyes, and he inadvertently lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of an illustration on the ground.

Mu Wanyu looked at the two charred corpses holding hands on the painting, her soul slammed violently, and she leaned over and stood up from the ground, this is the end of her previous life, how could she be drawn here?