Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

The big banyan tree was right in front of him, but he suddenly lost the motivation to move forward.

Gongzi Hua stood there sadly for a long time, as if she was about to stand like a stone sculpture...

He stared fixedly at the banyan tree hole, hoping that someone would walk in from inside.

However, no.

As the setting sun gradually sank, Gong Zihua walked heavily to the banyan tree, touching the table and chairs with his hands, his fingers were immediately stained with dust.

His eyes were so foggy that he couldn't see clearly for a moment.

This kind of outdoor, even if you just wiped the table, the wind can blow the dust in less than an hour, which doesn't mean anything at all.

Gong Zihua walked into the banyan tree and found a rotating lamp.

He reached out to find the switch, pressed it, and the light turned on, instantly brightening up the cave of the big banyan tree.

When they were young, they lived here without lights.

Donggongzi Toru should have made solar energy...

Gong Zihua stared at the furnishings in front of her, sofas, tables and chairs, chests of drawers, tea tables... everything.

When Donggong Ziche came, all these furniture were transported by cruise ship, and all of them were placed in it?

The tree hole is as big as an ordinary house, with two floors, and the lights are hung down to see everything in front of you.

Gong Zihua stepped on the stairs to the second floor, where there is a big bed, bedside table, etc., which is the bedroom.

Gong Zihua took off the burden from her shoulders and threw it on the bed, and sat down beside the bed.

Regardless of whether Donggong Ziche died or not, it is an unchanging fact that he lived here.

Gong Zihua rubbed his temples, the sore and uncomfortable pain made him feel as if he was about to suffocate at any time.

How much he thought that when he opened his eyes, Donggong Ziche would be standing in front of him.

Gong Zihua walked around upstairs and downstairs, but didn't see half of the figure.

He opened the closet and saw men's military uniforms arranged in different categories, all of the sizes of Dong Gongzi Toru.

Gong Zihua clutched her clothes in a daze for a long time.

As night fell, the entire forest became dark and silent. Gong Zihua stayed in the tree hole for more than an hour, watching the night getting darker and darker, and his heart became more and more desperate.

At this time, if Dong Gongzi Toru lives on the island, he must come back.

He didn't come back, proving that he never came back at all.

Gong Zihua was starving, hungry, thirsty, feeling very uncomfortable all over, he was not even in the mood to wash or eat.

The water in the backpack has been drunk, and he is tired even if he moves.

After turning off the light, he sat on the edge of the tree hole, looking out of the hole——

Compared with the bright lights, he prefers to be surrounded by darkness, which is a childhood habit.

He sat in the dark with his bright eyes open, waiting unwillingly, just like when he was a child, waiting for Hughes to come back from hunting.

The whole space seemed to be full of the aura belonging to Donggong Ziche.

The place where he lived, Gong Zihua will also live here again.

goo goo goo goo...

The owls hooted at night, and sometimes there was a cry of a beast in the depths of the forest, Langgao.

Tired and hungry, Gong Zihua sat back and gradually fell into a dream.

It seemed to hear the sound of a fire being set up and crackling.

The smell of barbecue came with the night wind, like a hand pinching his nose, provoking his taste buds.

Gong Zihua tossed and turned impatiently, and seemed to hear the sound of footsteps moving around, unable to distinguish reality from a dream, the past from a phantom.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and stared out of the tree hole awake.

【Hope Dong Gongzi will come back alive... ╮(╯_╰)╭】