Chapter 94
Old Master Shu patted Shu Yao's hand in relief. Under the effect of the medicine, he felt that his eyelids were heavy.

Patting and clapping, Shu Yao was by her side again, with nothing to worry about, Mr. Shu unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.

"Miss Shu." The doctor put down the medicine in hand.

His eyes fell on Shu Yao's hand, and the skin on Shu Yao's palm was a little chafing, with strands of blood oozing out.

It doesn't look serious, but the doctor thinks it's very annoying.

It was clearly a pair of hands used to play musical instruments, how could they be ruined like this.

Shu Yao noticed the doctor's gaze, and she also glanced at her hand, "It's okay."

It is probably because the role of the Goddess of War Xuan Jing has held the sword too many times in a day, and the palms are a little worn out.

For Shu Yao, it's really not a big problem.

The doctor took out a plaster from the medical kit he carried with him, "Just wipe it off."

"Okay." Shu Yao felt a little weird, she stared at the doctor.

The doctor looked back at Shu Yao calmly and nodded slightly, "It's getting late, Miss Shu should go to bed early."

His demeanor was perfectly decent and polite, there was nothing wrong with it, there was nothing wrong with it.

A plaster that Shu Yao was holding, squeezed out a little and rubbed it on her hands, it was cool and refreshing.

Tomorrow, she was going to leave early for country S, and Shu Yao didn't go back to her room to rest.

She walked to the sofa in the room, curled up and fell asleep facing Mr. Shu.

……

The next day, early morning.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There were quick knocks on the door, and Shu Yao turned over in a daze, almost falling to the ground.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up on her back, as if she had been run over by something.

Thinking about it, yesterday's filming was too reluctant, and when she rebounded, it was as if her whole body was taken apart.

"Miss." It was Mama Xu.

She carefully glanced at Mr. Shu who was still sleeping on the bed, and approached Shu Yao.

Shu Yao replied in a daze, her voice was a little hoarse because she just woke up, "What's wrong?"

"Your assistant is waiting for you downstairs." Mother Xu lowered her voice and whispered.

Now Shu Yao sat up and pressed her temples, feeling a little pain.

She subconsciously touched the mobile phone next to her, but there was no caller ID on the screen of the mobile phone.

Last night Qin Jiuxiao—

He also promised that he would go abroad with her, but now there is no news, and he doesn't even know that she is going to fly today.

For a while, Shu Yao felt a little unhappy that the little girl was making trouble.

If you don't come, don't come, busy people.

Shu Yao went back to her room and tidied up briefly, and when she left, Xu Ma chased her a few steps.

"Hey, miss, don't you want to bring something?" Seeing that Shu Yao's hands were empty, Mama Xu carried a satchel on her back.

That satchel is exquisite and compact, what can it hold?

Shu Yao waved her satchel and said with a light smile, "That's enough."

After leaving the Shu's mansion, I got up early, the sun was just right, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and it looked like a peaceful time.

The sun has just risen, and the sun is shining warmly on the body.

Shu Yao was still in a daze for a moment, she raised her hand to block her body, and the sunlight shone through the gap.

She is still alive.

Not dying in the cold sea, not losing everything.

"Sister Yao, here." Ari poked his head out of the car and waved his hand.

Shu Yao came back to her senses and quickly got into the car.

There is a bouquet of flowers in the car, exuding a faint unique fragrance, and the pink flowers have some water droplets.

"Let's drive." Shu Yao gently touched the bouquet of chrysanthemums and said slowly.

She caressed the delicate petals with her hands, her eyes were as calm as water, hiding deep sorrow.

The car drove smoothly all the way, gradually driving away from the city center of Yecheng, passing by the bustling area.

On the road, you can still see the planes taking off, countless buildings, and slowly only the mountains are left.

Obviously, the place Shu Yao went to was not the airport.

Quietly, Shu Yao watched the past scenery flash by before her eyes like a revolving lantern.

After some time, the car stopped.

"Sister Yao, we're here." Ari opened his mouth and glanced back.

This is outside the suburbs of Yecheng, in a mountainous area, and it can be regarded as a scenic spot with beautiful mountains and rivers.

It's actually a cemetery.

Looking up, the mountain was completely silent, and one could see those well-repaired tombstones.

Shu Yao got out of the car, feeling a little heavy, and said slowly, "Ah Li, please wait for me."

Shu Yao wanted to pay homage to her parents before going to the airport before leaving Yecheng.

After all, it will take some time for her to come back after leaving, and the matter of Shu's family in Yecheng has been turned upside down.

The past of her parents has also become a topic of public speculation.

"No trouble, Sister Yao, go quickly." Ari opened the car door to let in some air.

Shu Yao nodded slightly, and went to find her destination with ease.

Shu Yao is very familiar with this road, she walked it many times in her previous life, bringing another person with her.

Fu Jingzhen.

In her previous life, she took Fu Jingzhen along the road over and over again, and wanted to tell her parents that this is the person I will accompany for the rest of my life.

Going through it again seems to remind Shu Yao how ridiculous she was in her previous life.

If ghosts and gods really exist in this time, Shu Yao thinks that her biological parents might have to be revived.

"Ok?"

Finally, Shu Yao stopped in front of a tombstone, put the chrysanthemum in her hand on it, and kowtowed respectfully.

Kneeling in front of her parents' tombstone, Shu Yao's heart was very peaceful. She closed her eyes and thought about these years quietly.

As if telling a story, I thought about the past one by one.

Shu Yawen made Shu's past years full of storms, and when she came back from country S, Shu Yao asked Shu Yawen to kneel here to apologize!

When she raised her head again, Shu Yao realized something was wrong.

In front of the tombstone, there are fresh chrysanthemums, which have been cleaned very cleanly, and the incense sticks are still burning.

Someone had been here, and not long after they left, the fireworks only burned for a short period of time.

Shu Yao was startled, "Brother?"

She looked around subconsciously, and unconsciously took a few steps away.

Shu Nanxun didn't see the figure, but heard the faint sobs, maybe there are other people in this cemetery.

Shu Yao looked away a little disappointed, and was about to go back the same way.

"Shu, Shu Yao...?"

She was about to walk back when a familiar voice came from behind, very gentle and clear.

Shu Yao turned around and looked for the sound, and there was a yellow shadow standing up not far away, "Wen Wan?"

Not far away, Wen Wan was wearing a yellow sweater, not tightly dressed, so it was easy to see that it was her.

Shu Yao walked around the tombstones and came to Wen Wan, and found that her eyes were red, obviously she had cried.

Wen Wan looked very weak, as if her thin body would be blown away by the wind, "What a coincidence."

She smiled, and the smile was also very forced.

"What a coincidence, I..." Shu Yao felt the lingering melancholy in her body, and didn't know how to speak.

When Shu Yao said that, she glanced inadvertently, and was almost instantly nailed in place.

The man in that photo.

Straight and handsome, with sly eyes like a fox, affectionate and smiling eyes, three parts affectionate and seven parts romantic.

It was so similar, Shu Yao's first reaction was that person.

Shu Yao's eyes suddenly tightened, she blinked quickly, not knowing how to speak.

"Shu Yao, do they look alike?" Wen Wan asked abruptly.

(End of this chapter)

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