A tear dripped from his eyes, and the hot tears fell on the small box.

Qin Yunsheng's Adam's apple wriggled, and his voice was hoarse and full of sadness.

He stroked the box gently, as if afraid of something that would hurt the box with a little force.

Qin Yunsheng picked up the box and brought it close to his cheek, clearly feeling the slightly cool temperature of the wooden box.

There was a burst of soreness in his throat, and he muttered to himself, "Ciwei..."

Those eyes were filled with tenderness and love, almost pouring out.

"Ci Wei, I have been thinking of you for countless days and nights in the past six years. The days of thinking about you are very painful. I feel that my heart is being grabbed by a big hand, and the pain is unbearable."

"I tried to forget you and wanted to start over, but I couldn't do it. A person's heart is just that little bit, and this heart has long been filled by you, leaving no gaps for others."

"Fortunately, so many years of waiting and hard work will not be in vain, soon, soon we will be able to be together again."

"I will definitely protect you this time. Even if this protection is based on the pain of others, I will never regret it."

...

Qin Yunsheng was holding the sandalwood-colored box, and the restless heart could only be comforted at this moment.

He sat in the bedroom for a long time before getting up and putting the box back in the safe.

He closed the door of the safe, took out his phone, checked the time, and left the bedroom reluctantly.

The wind at night was a little cool, and when it was blowing on the body, the mind was unprecedentedly clear.

Qin Yunsheng opened the car door, started the car and left the area.

"..."

The black Honda Civic completely disappeared from sight, and Yan Zhixu continued to sit on the tree for a few minutes to prevent the other party from turning back and being caught off guard.

After waiting for five minutes, no one turned around, and she jumped down the tree.

It landed on the ground dexterously without making a slight movement, softly like a civet.

He walked to the wall of the house, compared the height, took a few steps back and swiftly turned into the yard.

Yan Zhixu walked into the house, saw the clean and tidy furnishings inside, and there was an intriguing gleam in his eyes.

Her fingertips overflowed with spiritual power, sensing the position of the magic weapon.

Going straight to the second floor, pushing open the bedroom door, his eyes fell on the safe.

Look inside the house to find a wire, squat down and hold the wire into the keyhole.

With a few turns, the safe's door opened with a soft click.

Yan Zhixu took out the sandalwood-colored box and frowned when he saw the runes carved on it, "Soul Protection Charm..."

This incantation can protect the souls of those who have died from being destroyed, and at the same time, it can avoid the underworld's investigation and not be forcibly caught and reincarnated.

But the damage to the soul body is not small. If you don't reincarnate in time and stay in the earth for a few years, the soul body will slowly dissipate.

To be able to cast such a spell, the mana behind the scenes is not low, and I don't know who it is.

She put her hand on the box and sensed a sleeping soul body inside.

"trouble."

This kind of spell requires the person who cast the spell to unravel it. If someone else forcibly unraveled it, the soul in the box may suffer untreatable damage, and in severe cases, the soul would be disintegrated.

Unable to unlock the spell for the time being, Yan Zhixu looked at the box and put it back in the safe.

Turning around and looking at the wedding photos hanging on the wall, I had a rough guess about the identity of the soul in the box.

She didn't stay in the room any longer. She walked out of the room and went downstairs to leave the Qin family's old house.

When Yan Zhixu returned to the Hyatt Regency Hotel, it was already three in the morning.