Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

The showers stopped just as we were getting off the boat. The air was very humid, and even though it was a July afternoon, the weather became cooler because of the heavy rain.

There hasn't been much change here, it's pretty much the same as Jingzhi's memory.

The houses are low and the people are simple.

The fishermen on the beach are working hard, and the children are standing on the beach picking up stones and skipping them on the water.

Everything was just as she had left it.

A glimmer of hope inexplicably arose in Jingzhi's heart.

What if, what if he is here!

The closer you get to the center of the island, the denser the houses become.

Between the houses, there are many winding alleys paved with bluestone slabs.

If you are not a local, you will definitely get lost once you walk in.

Looking at Jingzhi who was leading the way in front without any hesitation, Zhu Jiu became more and more convinced of what she said about her life experience.

He was carrying two boxes of gifts and walking closely behind Jing.

In a few minutes, she suddenly stopped in front of a bungalow.

He didn't go in, just stood at the door.

"Is this your home?"

A Xiang peeked in and thought, this house is really... well... old.

Jingzhi didn't know how to answer them.

At this time, the entrance door of the bungalow was open, and it was obvious that someone was living there.

She felt a little...homesick.

If he were really there, she would probably burst into tears.

Then...what should Zhu Jiu do?

"Alian, don't cook by yourself. Come to my house for lunch. My grandma made soup again today."

A familiar-looking girl from next door stuck her head out and shouted to the people in the next bungalow.

As soon as she finished shouting, she saw four people standing in front of her neighbor's house.

She grabbed the apron in front of her waist with a vigilant look and asked:

"You...are you here to look for A-Lian?"

"Sister Zhuzhu, I'm here! I'm going to bother you again today!"

More familiar faces emerged from the bungalow.

A-Lian, with her hair tied to the side and wearing a washed-out dress, came out of the house holding a basin of pears.

The A-Lian in front of him was obviously not the A-Lian who was raised well by Lin Feng.

The A Lian that Jingzhi knew was lively and cute, tall, pretty, and had fair skin with a rosy glow.

A-Lian in front of me looked extremely pitiful.

Her face was a little blue and her hair was yellow, and it was obvious that she was malnourished.

"Uh, who are you looking for?"

Zhuzhu faced the four of them, stepped out of the door, grabbed A Lian with her right hand, and hid her behind her, who was half a head shorter than her.

Jingzhi quickly blinked his misty eyes and stretched out his hand towards her. "My name is Lin Jingzhi, and your name is A Lian, right? I...I'm here to look for someone."

A-Lian tilted her head, poked her head out from behind Zhuzhu's shoulder, and asked softly, "Who are you looking for? I'm alone at home."

Zhuzhu frowned and scolded, "Alian, I told you not to tell the truth. What if you meet bad guys?!"

Jingzhi observed the girl named Zhuzhu, and it took her a while to match her with the frozen purple female corpse from the depths of her memory.

In this life, Zhuzhu was not tricked out of the island, and she is not dead yet, and Afeng is no longer around. So in this world, there should be no drug dealer Eddie and the people from the Jiuju faction.

Jingzhi pursed her lips, walked forward, and asked in a low voice:

"Excuse me, do you have a policeman named Lin Feng here?"

A Lian looked at her strangely, then shook her head, completely shattering the hope in Jingzhi's eyes.

She knew it a long time ago.

But it's still just wishful thinking.

"Jingzhi, isn't this your home?" Zhu Jiu asked.

Jingzhi slowly closed her eyes, hiding the tears that were about to flow, "No, I used to live nearby. A policeman named Lin Feng took me in. It seems... he is not here."

"Oh."

Zhu Jiu started to imagine it himself.

Her ex-boyfriend should be the policeman named Lin Feng.

So it is not surprising if someone dies at work.

"Sister A Lian, I'm a little thirsty. Can I ask you for a glass of water?" Jingzhi smiled very kindly.

A Lian was a poor orphan. When faced with these men and women who were dressed modestly but looked well-off, she couldn't help feeling a little inferior and nervous.

"Yes, sure. Come in and sit in the backyard for a while. I'll go get some water."

She stuffed the bowl into Zhuzhu's hand and walked towards her house.

Zhuzhu uttered an "ah", stamped her feet, and followed them in.

This girl, how can she be so weak in vigilance?

A Lian went to the kitchen, and Zhu Zhu temporarily acted as the host and led them to the backyard.

When passing by the room where Lin Feng used to live, Jingzhi almost shed tears.

The familiar black and white TV, the familiar wicker rocking chair, is he really not here?

Zhuzhu saw her staring at the rocking chair and politely pulled the corner of her mouth to explain to her:

"This is A-Lian's father's room. He went out to work this morning... He will be back soon."

"Her father is also a policeman."

Zhuzhu straightened her back and said another sentence quickly, trying to intimidate these people with this.

I’m afraid that this group of people will harm a little girl like A-Lian in the future.

"Oh? Really? That's a coincidence."

The rattan chair was covered in dust, and there wasn't even a straw mat on the high bed.

The most important thing was that when she just entered the door, she saw a tablet next to the statue in the main hall, with the words "Daughter A Lian stands here in tears" clearly written on the side.

Jingzhi could hardly keep the smile on her face, and her heart tightened when she saw the tablet.

It is indeed a parallel world.

In the world she was in before, A Lian was adopted by Lin Feng.

In this world, A-Lian can only live alone in this broken house, with no one to rely on, and has to rely on the neighbor Sanpo for food.

She walked all the way to the backyard with her head down.

When I saw the big tree blocking half of the yard, I couldn't help but want to cry again.

There are no plum blossom stakes here, and even the stone table under the tree is only equipped with a lonely stone chair.

For so many days, she had been here chatting with Lin Feng, discussing the case, and making peach wood swords together...

Now, everything has changed.

"Are you OK?"

Looking at Jingzhi who was touching the tree with his head raised and not saying a word, Zhu Jiu hurried over and asked.

"fine."

She put down her hand, pulled Zhu Jiu and turned around quickly, "Did you bring your business card?"

"Bring it."

I originally wanted to introduce myself to her parents, but looking at her behavior now, I guess that business card is no longer useful.

"Bring it here."

Zhu Jiu didn't ask why and just gave her the business card.

After A Lian brought the water, Jingzhi drank it in one gulp and then stuffed the business card into her hand.

"Sister A-Lian, you and I are destined to be together. If you need me, you can come to this address to find me. My family is in need of a nanny. Room and board are provided. The monthly salary is 15,000 yuan. Come and find me when you have made up your mind."

After saying that, she took Zhu Jiu and turned away.

Looking at the gifts on the table and the business card in her hand with a faint sandalwood scent, A Lian looked at Zhu Zhu beside her with a helpless look.

"Sister Zhuzhu, this, I...should I go?"

Zhuzhu took the business card and thought for a while before nodding.

"Go ahead. Instead of living like this, I think you should go out and try your luck. Maybe this is an opportunity."

After all, A-Lian has nothing to lose.

The two people, one sitting and the other standing, with their backs to the tree, completely failed to notice a new line of small words carved into the trunk...

……

Dongpingzhou in the meta-world.

The renovated house is warm and elegant.

The house was quiet at this time, and Mother Lin had already taken the children to take a nap.

Lin Feng sat alone in the backyard, staring blankly at the mirror.

After two lifetimes, Lin Jiu has now received the memories of his previous three lives.

Fortunately, Erdi was not as troublesome in these two lives, so he felt much more at ease.

But my longing for Jingzhi grows day by day.

Just as he was holding up his head and feeling depressed, a familiar breath suddenly rose from behind him.

Although the breath was faint, he was able to sense it immediately due to his great magical powers.

is her!

It's her spiritual power!

Lin Feng didn't even have time to put down the mirror and turned around.

A line of glowing white words appeared on the tree trunk.

In a few seconds, the white light dissipated, and the line of words seemed to have been carved for a long time, and the sunken position had turned black.

Lin Feng stood up and touched the uneven line of words with his bare hands.

【Afeng, it would be nice if you could see this. 】

【--I miss you so much.】

"Jingzhi, did you come back with the message?"

"The kids miss you, too."

"I miss you too... even more than yesterday."

……

Jingzhi thought Zhu Jiu couldn't see her little movements.

But he can only pretend.

What is there for him to be jealous of when it's just words written to a dead person?

He's a dead person, of course I miss him.

Zhu Jiu advised himself like this.

On the way back, he suddenly stopped talking, as if the glass of water that A-Lian brought him in the afternoon had made him mute.

"Ninth brother? What's wrong with you?"

How could she not notice his abnormality? She was so embarrassed that her face was about to turn two miles away.

"...Nothing..." He was about to say it was nothing, but the feeling of not wanting to lie to her came over him again, so he changed the subject and drooped his eyes.

"I... Lin Feng is your ex-boyfriend, right?"

Jingzhi: I am torn apart.