In front of me is a girl's boudoir.

The light yellow bed curtains and pink window frames, and exquisite trinkets placed everywhere, the whole room is full of vitality and vitality, which can fully show that the mistress in the boudoir is in youth.

"This is what she was like before she left. I arranged for the maid to clean her room every day, but no items in the room had been moved." Zhuang Qingshan stood at the door and pointed at it and said, "The box on the dressing table is what she left behind."

Wang Sancai looked quietly. Zhuang Qingshan next to him did not disturb him. After a long time, Wang Sancai turned his head and looked at him: "Can I stay here alone for a while?"

Zhuang Qingshan seemed to have understood that Wang Sancai would say this long ago. After nodding slightly, he immediately took two steps back and said softly: "I'll go back to the study and wait for you."

"Thank you." Wang Sancai barely held up a smile.

Zhuang Qingshan nodded silently and turned around and left.

Wang Sancai stepped into the room and closed the door gently. He did not rush to walk to the front of the dressing table, but slowly walked in the small room. After walking past the closet, Wang Sancai opened the closet and saw that it was full of all kinds of clothes.

However, Wang Sancai searched carefully and found that the only purple dress she wore when she first met Zhuang Biyun was gone.

Wang Sancai closed his eyes and sniffed it gently, as if he could still smell her.

After a long quiet time, Wang Sancai silently closed the wardrobe, walked quietly to the table on the bedside table, picked up the water cup she had used, looked quietly for a long time, put it down again.

He remembered that the handle of the water cup was tilted to the head of the bed, so he placed it back in the original position and direction.

He sat on the bed and gently stroked the petite pillow. He seemed to see Zhuang Biyun sitting next to him again. He took out five fireworks from under the pillow, which were faded and showed off to himself with excitement.

Wang Sancai sat by the bed for a long time, and finally stood up and walked to the front of the dressing table.

From the mirror on the dressing table, he saw his face turn pale. He tried to curl the corners of his mouth and smile, but found that his smile also looked particularly stiff.

In the end, Wang Sancai picked up the small box on the dressing table.

This is a girl's jewelry box, about the size of a palm. Wang San opened it gently and found that there was nothing inside, only a rolled strip of paper, plus a thin piece of paper.

Wang Sancai picked up the piece of paper. He gently put down the jewelry box and spread it open, and found that there was only one sentence on it: "He is not dead! I believe he will not die! I cannot die! I went to find him, wearing the clothes I wore when I first met him, and with the long sword I wore when I first met him, I can definitely find him!!"

The paper looks a little yellow after a whole year of precipitation. However, the text is still clear and the handwriting is beautiful, but the handwriting is very deep. Wang Sancai stroked the handwriting with his fingers, and seemed to feel the great force Zhuang Biyun used to write it.

After looking at it for a while, he put down the piece of paper and picked up the last piece of paper rolled into a long strip in the jewelry box.

He spread out silently and found that the words on it were much more than the small piece of paper just now.

Wang San simply retreated to the edge of the bed and slowly opened the note.

"I remember when I first met you, you killed the person who was chasing me. When you pointed the gun at me, I thought you would kill me and knocked you out. When you woke up, I thought he would point the gun at me and question me, but you didn't.

I remember late that night, you stepped on the fire and scolded me. I said aggrievedly that I was afraid of the darkness and I thought you would angrily drink me. But you didn't.

I remember that long night, I thought you would leave me alone, but later I even found out that I was a burden myself. I thought you would definitely abandon me, but you didn’t.

I remember when Laotian grabbed you. I thought you would really surrender to them and kill me, but you didn't.

I remember you were alone in the poisonous body of the Annihilation Beast. I thought you must have died, but you didn't.

I remember that night after I woke up, I thought you would disappear, but you didn't.

I remember that day after we parted, I thought you would never look for me again, but you didn’t.

I remember that night we went to watch the fireworks again. I stubbornly asked you to take me to the place I like, but I didn't expect to be ambushed by the enemy. When the danger finally passed, I thought you would hate me, but you didn't.

I remember Bai Xiao disappeared, and you suddenly wanted to say to me to leave. At that moment, I was so scared that I would lose you. I knew I would drag you down and still insisted on following you. I thought you would hate me, but you didn't.

I remember that after you left, I hoped that you would find Bai Xiao early to come back day and night, but I couldn't wait for your figure to appear day and night. I thought you really abandoned me, but you didn't.

Yes, there are many things you have not done, and you tolerate me, love me, protect me, and there are many things I want to repay you, but I never expected that when you come back again, we were forced to become enemies, and a series of unexpected things happened one after another. I scolded you with disgust, gave you my gift and asked for my long sword back, and even thought you could die earlier. However, after you silently embarked on the road to the capital, it was as I wished.

I regret it, waiting for you to come back, but this time, you don't."

The long note was finished writing this. Wang Sancai looked over and over again several times before getting up expressionlessly, putting it back into the jewelry box, and replacing the jewelry box in its original position.

Then, he was stunned for a moment, turned around and left, and gently brought it to the door.

...

"For the past year, we have searched all the places in the Ice Continent, but no information about Xiaoyun has been sent back." A map of the mainland was placed on the desk in the study. Zhuang Qingshan kept pointing to Wang Sancai, and said with a headache: "We don't know where she went, but we never gave up searching. We have to meet people alive and find bodies even if we die."

Wang Sancai was silent for a while, pointed to the dark forest and said, "Have you found this place too?"

"We are looking for the dark forest first." Zhuang Qingshan sighed: "Because that was the place where you first met, the chances of her going there would be higher. Until now, our people are still stationed in the dark forest."

Wang Sancai only felt his head empty. He looked at another fiery red continent on the map and asked, "Would she have gone to the fiery continent?"

"Impossible!" Zhuang Qingshan answered firmly: "Since the two continents were separated, no one in history has been able to reach another continent from one of them!"

Wang Sancai also remembered that Mr. Fat once said that without the strength of the Great Advancement period, he would never cross another continent. Zhuang Biyun was obviously impossible.

The two of them communicated for a long time and eliminated all the possibilities they could think of.

Finally, Wang Sancai sighed heavily: "There is only one way now."

"What's the solution?" Zhuang Qingshan asked almost subconsciously.

Wang Sancai took a deep breath: "Finding your uncle, your uncle must remember Zhuang Biyun's breath. I will definitely find it if I go searching with him."

"Then how can we find him?" Zhuang Qingshan asked anxiously.

Wang Sancai rubbed his forehead: "I'll find a way. I'll notify you immediately when there is any news. Okay, I won't say much, I'll leave now."

"Okay! I'll be waiting for you here!" Zhuang Qingshan pointed his head.

Wang San had just walked two steps outside and suddenly stopped: "By the way, I'll give you a gift."

"What gift?" Zhuang Qingshan suddenly felt a little confused.

Wang Sancai didn't say anything, closed his eyes and took Hai Tianqing out of the warehouse and threw it on the ground. Hai Tianqing was still sleeping. For him, time had been stuck more than a year ago. Wang Sancai looked at his sleeping look and whispered: "I brought back your traitor to you. In fact, when I came back last time, I planned to hand him over to Uncle Zhuang, but I didn't expect that something happened... Well, it's not too late now. I believe that with your strength, it should be no problem to control Hai Tianqing."
Chapter completed!