Welcome to the world of strange dreams

"Okay." Fu Minghui lowered his head.

She discovered that some people really can chat to death.

The two of them have experienced a lot together. Talking in such a relaxed manner may bring them closer together, eliminating the need to feel so alienated.

But these few words seem to be farther away. What's going on?

But after a sudden silence, Luo Zhao looked into the distance again and said, "I just talked about your parents..."

"Ah, it's nothing." Fu Minghui felt embarrassed again, especially when he thought of his own tears.

It's not shameful to cry, but it's not okay to cry in front of strangers, right?

There are just some huge wounds in my heart. On the surface, it seems nothing, but it is a pain that can never be touched.

"I don't want to comfort you, because no matter what happens, no matter how much others try to help, you still have to resolve it on your own." Luo Zhao turned around completely and faced Fu Minghui.

After hesitating for a moment, he even reached out his hand suddenly and gently pressed it on the top of her hair.

"But you have to understand that life is not soil. Whatever seeds you plant, you will get fruits. The road you want to take may not be so smooth. It may also be broken glass on the ground. But you have to learn Look for candy in the glass shards."

Fu Minghui couldn't help but raise his eyes, and met the firm waves in Luo Zhao's eyes.

"Anyone will be sad when they lose the one they love. They may even be particularly sad and feel that they can't live anymore. Every time I think about the little things we have been together with, my heart will hurt."

Yes, it hurt, it hurt so much that she didn't dare to remember or believe it.

"But, believe me, after a while, maybe a long time. When you think back to these past events, you will feel that it was happiness. Then you can smile and allow yourself to cry slightly."

Is that so?

Fu Minghui was in a daze. He swallowed hard several times, trying to hold back, but tears still filled his eyes.

She didn't want to cry, and she felt even more embarrassed when she cried in front of Luo Zhao.

But the tears had their own will and did not follow her will.

Seeing her tearful expression but trying hard to hold it back, Luo Zhao suddenly softened his heart.

She is just a girl who was overprotected by her parents. She is delicate, soft and kind-hearted. But suddenly she suffered an extreme change, and it was really difficult for her...

"You have to believe that everything is the best arrangement."

He spoke in an almost coaxing, yet extremely sincere manner.

The voice was deep, with a gentleness that was extremely imperceptible and never wanted to be revealed.

That is the power of belief.

At the same time, he rubbed Fu Minghui's head with his big hands, turned his head, and stopped talking.

It seemed like being able to say these words to her was an unfamiliar experience for him.

Kill him by touching his head.

But isn’t wiping someone’s tears a matching act?

This man...is really...

But Fu Minghui was a little confused when he thought about it.

At this moment, there was a crash and a strange movement came from behind.

She knew instinctively that it was not a danger, so she quickly sniffed and took back all the strange expressions and emotions.

Looking back, I saw that the warehouse was like black snow melting rapidly under the blazing sun, and it quickly disappeared.

Also disappearing at the same time was Wei Tong.

And, all the souls in this incident.

"Has everything been cleaned?" Luo Zhao asked.

"Spotless." Zhang Jianhui took off his gloves.

"Then get ready, let's go back to the human world." Luo Zhao touched the rim of his glasses.

Familiar movements, familiar feelings.

The next moment, Fu Minghui slowly opened his eyes.

The first time he turned around to look, he saw that Luo Zhao was also awake.

This was the first time I saw him waking up, coming out of the boundary.

Still cold and calm.

"Can't you get up? Let me help you." Yun Ke's voice came from above his head.

Fu Minghui stretched out his hand and was pulled up by Yun Ke.

Others also stood up, but none of them looked as uncertain as Fu Minghui. It is commonly known as a confused look, but he is obviously used to it.

But Yun Ke burst out laughing, "Hey, where's Lu Dachui? Didn't you leave him in there? Haha, you forgot that he went too."

Luo Zhao is unmoved by the wind.

But Fu Minghui keenly discovered that there seemed to be a very hidden crack on his poker face with perfect lines and perfect expression.

"Jianhui, no, if Li Yu goes there again, we have to help him send the Wei couple away." Luo Zhao stood up and said.

He had never made such a mistake before, and the cleanup work fell through.

"Li Yu is our doorman, responsible for picking up and dropping off..." Yun Ke explained to Fu Minghui.

But after Luo Zhao glanced at her, she immediately fell silent and swallowed the rest of her words.

After all, Fu Minghui has not decided whether to join them or not.

Although according to her guess, it was a hundred years ago, she still couldn't reveal too much.

Fu Minghui was smart enough not to ask any more questions because he already had a general understanding.

Luo Zhao is the leader, and his subordinates crookedly call him their lord.

Zhang Jianhui is a soldier and is responsible for assisting in the battle.

Lu Dachui is a makeup artist and is responsible for disguise.

Li Yu is the door greeter and is responsible for the metaphysics department.

Yun Ke is probably a logistical supporter, I don't know what his specialty is yet.

You can't always cook pork belly with stir-fried spicy cabbage or Russian cabbage with pickled cucumbers.

"Let's go, I'll take you back first." Luo Zhao said to Fu Minghui.

"But I still have..."

"I'll see you in a few days." Luo Zhao interrupted her and took down a familiar-looking helmet from the shelf next to her.

Well, it's still equivalent to being sent away with your face covered.

Fu Minghui accepted his fate.

And now that she was completely relaxed, she felt completely weak.

What's terrible is that she feels like she's going bad.

No, it’s already rancid!

The smell of salty smell all over her body almost made her vomit.

"There's nothing you can do about it. You're fighting in the border and your body is sweating layer by layer." Yun Ke seemed to really like her, and couldn't help but said to her, "I can only use wet wipes to help you wipe the areas outside your clothes." , other places, hair and so on, there’s nothing we can do about it.”

There is cold sweat and hot sweat, alternate between the two phases, okay?

Fu Minghui couldn't help shrinking his body, feeling that he had never been so embarrassed in his life.

Not even a piece of stinky tofu.

At least the stinky tofu tastes delicious...

"Why don't you take a shower at our place first?" As a slight mysophobia, Yun Ke actually sympathized with Fu Minghui, "But there's nothing I can do about the clothes. They don't have your size."

"I'm going home, I'm going home immediately." She took the initiative to put on her helmet.

When leaving, try to walk as close to the wall as possible and stay eight feet away from Luo Zhao.

After getting in the car, she insisted on sitting in the back seat.

"It doesn't matter." Luo Zhao said generously, "I have faced no matter how bad the environment is."

bad? environment? What do you mean? Mao pit? Rotting corpse? sewer?

What was he comparing her to? !

Fu Minghui was speechless and just looked forward to getting home soon.

After getting in the car, she strongly requested to open all the windows.

With the wind surging, maybe she wouldn't be so "pungent".

In fact, I think anyone who has lost a loved one, or even a beloved pet, will understand Fu Minghui's nostalgia and feelings for his parents.

Will be sympathetic.

However, this does not prevent people who have a little sun in their lives, who are very smooth and happy.

If only everyone were little suns...