Spiritualist sweet wife

God, I don't know when it's already light!

Lin Zi sat on the Bank of Qinghai Lake with Ma Li in his arms, watching the sun gradually jump out of the lake and shine the earth into a golden yellow.

God, it's blue. The lake is also blue!

At the moment, his heart was unusually quiet.

How long?

Lin Zi could hardly remember how long he had not held Mary so well. She was so quiet that she seemed to have removed all her armor. But the armor was gone, and her body began to lose temperature.

Lin Zi's eyes were red, and a drop of salty tears rolled down his cheeks.

Strange to say, at this moment, his brain was blank. He had no time to be sad and resent Xu Ziling. What appeared in front of him were the pictures of him and Mary when they were children.

It's just that he regretted it!

Why didn't Mary say to her, I love you, when she could hear her!

In his life, he caught ghosts and Demons and saved too many people and souls. But at this moment, how should the remorse in his heart be redeemed?

……

When the plane landed at the airport of M City, the warmth really realized that everything in Qinghai was over.

They waited for the woods in Xining for a full week, but they didn't see any news from him. As if he and Mary had evaporated from the world overnight, they could no longer find any news.

Zhao Xin wants to go back to the Holy See and mubai also wants to go back to Jiangnan Mujia. Xu Ziling insists on looking for the forest alone, so in the end, there are only two people left, warm and Ziteng.

This week, I felt warm and clear that the son Teng around me was different from before.

Calm!

It's too calm!

Although from the day she knew Ziteng, she knew that he was a calm, indifferent and rebellious man. But this trip to Qinghai, too many things happened!

The woods are gone, Mary is dead!

Such a thing, warm until now, there is no way to accept or believe, but Ziteng seems that nothing has happened.

He

Really don't care?

From time to time, warm will recall the situation and what he said when the forest destroyed Meiji in Meiji's dream city.

At that time, Ziteng was clearly different from the one she knew!

But all this, she has no way to ask, can only use silence, instead of all the language.

Now, her greatest hope is that Linzi can come out of the shadow of Mary's death and return to the Guiling office as soon as possible!

But is everything really over?

Three months later

The dark night, like ink dye, stretched out his arms and shrouded the earth in darkness.

Zeng min'er was dressed in a bright red wedding dress and sat in the room. Although her head was covered, she couldn't see what was in front of her. But she was inexplicably familiar with this scene.

Three months!

For three months, she experienced this situation every night in her dream.

"Squeak --"

The old wooden door was pushed open, and the sound of wood rubbing slowed her thoughts back. With a rustle of footsteps, she was helped up from the bed and walked out of the room slowly and step by step.

She could only see the scenery under her feet, the path of green bricks and stones, and she didn't know where it would extend. She was supported, as if through a stone corridor, then walked out of the gate and came to the flower sedan chair.

Someone came forward and opened the curtain of the flower sedan. She was helped in.

The sedan was lifted, and behind him was the banging of joy. Zeng min'er couldn't help but secretly lift the cover and look out through the window of the sedan.

The moonlight was just right, sprinkled on the ground of the bluestone slab, setting off a dark light. The procession of sending off relatives is very long and spectacular. But they all wear ancient clothes.

The reason why it is said to send off relatives is that there is no groom wearing military uniform and riding a tall horse in the front. Because the night is too quiet, this vast send off team seems particularly strange.

In the distance, Zeng min'er looked back. On the porch of the big house where she left, there was a plaque with red letters on a black background:

"Zeng Fu"

Zeng min'er woke up from his dream sweating. It was already dawn. The students in the dormitory have all got up, changed clothes, changed clothes and made up.

Seeing Zeng min's pale complexion, Jiang Ting, who was sleeping with the bedroom, put on mascara on the side.

"Have another nightmare? You look so bad?"

"Yes!"

Zeng min'er responded powerlessly and jumped out of bed:

"Why are you up today? Do you have classes?"

"Hey? Don't you know?"

Jiang Ting looked surprised and looked at Zeng min'er as if she were watching aliens.

"Know what?"

"There is a male god class today!"

Male god?

Looking at Jiang Ting's cheerful and excited face, Zeng min'er immediately recalled it. Recently, a new professor of history came to the school. He was young and handsome. He brought disaster to the country and the people.

Today is his first class at M University. Many students who are not in the history department get up early to listen in, not to mention their students in the Department.

"Oh!"

Zeng min'er replied listlessly, then picked up the washbasin and prepared to go to the water room to wash.

She is also a student of the Department, but compared with Jiang Ting, she is not in that mood.

For the past three months, she has been troubled by that strange dream every day. She doesn't understand the reason, but she has nothing to do. I always feel that dream seems to indicate something.

Seeing that Zeng min'er doesn't call, Jiang Ting doesn't say much. She has lived in the same bedroom for two years. She has long been used to Zeng min'er's reclusive character, which is faint about everything.

After passing through the corridor, Zeng min'er could still hear the people around him talking about the new "male god". He couldn't help shaking his head, quickly went to the water room to wash, and then returned to the bedroom, changed his clothes and prepared to go to the big classroom for class.

When she came to the big classroom, she found that they didn't come early!

The big classroom, which was usually not full, was even full at this time. Not only that, but even the aisle was crowded with students with bright eyes. Zeng min'er was speechless. It seems that the charm of this male God has long been greater than the charm of history itself.

"Min'er, let's go over there!"

Jiang Ting looked around the big classroom with sharp eyes. After locking the target, she pulled Zeng min'er and squeezed into the crowd. There were many complaints on the road, and they just couldn't hear them.

It was not easy to squeeze into the back of the classroom that Zeng min'er found that the silk in the same bedroom had come early to help occupy a seat.

"Hey! I said how can you occupy such a back seat!"

As soon as she sat down, Jiang Ting was busy complaining to Sisi.

"Be content, you! It's not easy!"

Zeng min'er didn't want to listen to Jiang ting and Sisi fighting there, because she found that there was a man in front of her, looking at her with a very strange look