Old Man Li likes to eat a lot of things. Shen Chu and Fu Yan drove out to the market and bought a lot of ingredients.

The two of them worked for more than two hours and cooked a total of thirteen dishes.

Shen Chu specially prepared a small portion of each dish and placed it under the wooden coffin.

The small village on the mountain was as cold as an ice cave after nightfall. Shen Chu came here in a hurry and didn't bring many clothes. The down jacket she was wearing was bought by Fu Yan after the two of them had something to eat last night. .

I had two layers of quilt covering me, but I still felt it wasn't enough.

Fortunately, Fu Yan's body was warm, and Shen Chu was huddled in his arms. The wind outside made ghosts howl, and Shen Chu looked out the window and could see the dead branches of the bare locust tree outside. "The ground sounded.

The lights were on in the courtyard, the lights were on in the living room, and the lights were not turned off in Shen Chu's room.

She couldn't sleep.

"Can't sleep?"

Fu Yan saw her looking out the window without closing her eyes. He raised his hand and touched her face and asked softly.

Hearing his words, Shen Chu nodded: "It's so cold today and the wind is strong. It's so noisy at night. I don't know how Old Man Li managed to survive in here alone for so many years."

Loneliness is the scariest thing. Although Shen Chu doesn't like Chen Xiao, who likes to sing and sing every night and be surrounded by friends, she absolutely cannot accept living alone in such a remote place.

"None of us are Mr. Li, so no one knows what he thinks. You don't mean that he always likes to look at the osmanthus tree, or we think he is lonely here alone, but for Mr. Li, He was able to spend so many years with the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, so he was not necessarily lonely."

Shen Chu smiled: "Why do you suddenly speak such philosophical words?"

Fu Yan rarely sighed: "Mr. Li is also a temperamental person."

Although I don't know what the story between him and that "Sheng'er" is, he has been guarding this place alone for more than thirty years, which is indeed not something ordinary people can do.

Shen Chu raised his hand and touched his chin. Fu Yan had not had time to shave in the morning, and there was no razor here, so thin stubble had already appeared on his chin.

It felt prickly to her touch.

Shen Chu suddenly became curious: "If something really happened to me during that kidnapping, how long would you look for me?"

"It won't be long."

Fu Yan looked down at her and hugged her a little tighter.

It won't be long, just a lifetime.

Shen Chu snorted, "The wind is blowing in a bit, should I close the window?"

"Aren't you afraid that wild cats will come in and eat the offerings?"

Shen Chu thought for a while: "With the lights on, there shouldn't be any wild cats coming in, right? Even if there are, it's Old Man Li's bad luck."

Fu Yan curled his lips and said, "I'll close the window."

The wind was very strong, and although the window was only half opened, the cold wind kept blowing in, making it difficult to sleep.

Fu Yan got up and closed the window tightly. When he came back, he was already completely air-conditioned.

Shen Chu hugged the person and snuggled into his arms: "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Okay, good night."

"good evening."

Shen Chu didn't sleep well that night. She had many scattered dreams. One moment, it was Old Man Li scolding her for spending money too quickly; the other moment, Old Man Li was lying on the recliner and looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus. The scene of the tree; and a moment later it was the scene of the day she left.
Chapter completed!