Fast travel, this host is a little bit

Chapter 389 I Will Be Broken By My Mother
"That night...thank you."

After a long silence, Zhang Jingya broke the silence.

"In the future, I may not come here again in the future. The deed is in the third drawer from the left of the study cabinet. You... Take care of yourself."

Zhang Jingya didn't look at Xia Yanzhi when she spoke, as if she was afraid of seeing emotions she didn't want to see in his eyes.It seemed that he was afraid that he would see the emotion in his eyes.

So she didn't see the disbelief and...anger in Xia Yanzhi's eyes when he heard her words.

Yes, angry!
"Okay, then thank you Miss Zhang, I'm going to rest now, please go ahead, Miss Zhang."

Zhang Jingya bit her lips at the bright order to chase away guests, but she couldn't hold back and looked up at Xia Yanzhi secretly, but she only saw him with his eyes closed.

She moved her lips to say something, but seeing his indifferent appearance, after all, she didn't ask that brooding question out of her mouth, she didn't want to be so humble anymore.

There was a slight sound of closing the door, and the door of the room was carefully closed by Zhang Jingya.

It is this thin door that separates the two people in two worlds.

Xia Yanzhi in the room didn't know what the closed door meant. He opened his eyes, with a hint of anger in them.

"You idiot, where did the courage go last time?" He complained in a low voice, and there was a pampering in his voice that he didn't realize.

He didn't know that Zhang Jingya who was outside the door firmly wiped away the tears falling down her face, took a deep look at the yard, and left resolutely.

Neither of the two probably thought that they would meet again so soon, it was so fast that people were caught off guard and it was unbelievable.

It was a stormy night, and Zhang Jingya, who came to Guoan Temple with her mother and younger sister to offer incense, was so bored that she walked in the rain holding an umbrella.

She didn't dare to go far, just strolled in the yard.

With a flash of lightning, a person turned over from the wall.

The rain was heavy, but it still couldn't wash away the blood on his body, and even the rain that washed over him turned blood red.

"Liu Chen!"

Zhang Jingya's voice was full of panic.

"Shh!"

Xia Yanzhi pulled Zhang Jingya to the wall, then put his hand on his lips to signal her not to speak.

There were faint footsteps coming from outside the wall, and Zhang Jingya even vaguely heard their voices, but they never climbed over the wall, as if they were afraid of something.

Zhang Jingya didn't dare to move a little until the footsteps went away.

"Hey, are you alright?"

There was no sound, and what Zhang Jingya answered was the heavier and heavier bodies of the people around her.

How heavy is death?
It was so dead that Zhang Jingya wanted to just leave this person alone, but she couldn't.

Because she had to drag someone, Zhang Jingya had no choice but to throw away the umbrella, and when she finally dragged Xia Yanzhi to the empty room at the far end, Zhang Jingya was so tired that she didn't even want to move.

Her body was wet from the rain, but Zhang Jingya felt like she had sweated a lot.But she didn't have time to care about herself. She had to quickly take care of the injured person in front of her, and then go back and change her clothes quickly, otherwise it would be difficult to explain if she caught a cold tomorrow.

I don't know if it was because of all this trouble, but Xia Yanzhi's human skin mask was slightly raised.

...

Xia Yanzhi was awakened by the glare of the sun the next day.

Looking at the empty room, looking at the wet clothes on the side, looking at the wound that was simply bandaged.

As the memory returned, Xia Yanzhi smiled and prepared to stand up. The discomfort on his face made his smile instantly fade.

(End of this chapter)