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Long Qian's consciousness was still very muddled.

She didn't know where she was, but she felt her body moving up and down. The sound of water splashing by his ears could be heard. He felt dizzy from going up and down.

She tried to move her body, but it was still very tight and it was difficult to turn around. Long Qian Qian knew that she was still locked inside the box.

Due to her seasickness, her brain mixed together and quickly passed out again.

On the surface of the sea, a man was holding the box with one hand and paddling it forward with the other. After a long period of time, he finally saw the number of large areas on the shore.

After the man landed on the shore, he picked up the wooden chest and walked into the depths of the forest.

When Long Qian woke up, it was pitch black. The lid had already been opened, but she was still lying inside. Above his head was a wooden beam. Vaguely, one could hear the crackling sound of burning firewood.

She sat up and stepped out of the box. The feeling of dizziness was still there. His body was so tired that even his stomach felt hungry.

The door was not closed and Long Qian walked outside.

There was a bonfire outside, and the warmth of the fire was brought into the room. On the brazier, some game was being roasted.

Long Qian's brows furrowed. She looked around and didn't find a single person.

Strange. Who saved her?

Long Qian Qian was already feeling hungry, and now that she smelled meat, her hunger was even worse. However, her master was nowhere to be found, so she did not want to turn the tables around and start eating.

Long Qian turned around and entered the room.

The room was dimly lit, with only one candle burning. Stepping through the door, she was surprised to see some candles on a table near the main entrance, as well as … It was similar to sacrificial offerings. Right behind the table was a photo. Because of the dim light, she could not see clearly who the person in the photo was.

When she walked closer and saw the girl's happy smile, the corner of Long Qian's mouth suddenly dropped down. The photo was in black and white, which meant that it wasn't a normal photo, and there were offerings on the table!

"8th …" Long Qian's lips trembled as she gently said this name.

The voice of the eighth level appeared in her mind. How could she forget that lively and cute little girl from the eighth day who had no schemes in mind?

Could it be that during the eighth year, she …

If she remembered correctly, he was only 18 years old! Eighteen years old! The flower of age, the beautiful girl who was about to bloom like a flower, had died.

When did this happen?

Long Qian's tears fell as she desperately tried to remember. She remembered that the last time she saw the eighth day was during her fake wedding with Yun Ye.

At that time, on the seventh day, he was pointing a gun at her, but on the other hand, Ye Han was pointing a gun at the seventh day. The scene had been too bad. She only remembered that someone had fired a shot, but she had no idea who it was.

The 8th was taken by the 7th. At that time, she suspected if the 8th was shot, but the 7th was extremely quick so she didn't even have time to ask.

In other words, the person who saved him was the seventh day?

The seventh day took away the eighth day's corpse and buried her here? Was her mourning hall built in this room?

Long Qian wiped away the tears of pity on his face and turned to run out.

"Seventh day, is that you? Seventh day, come out and tell me what happened? What happened to the eighth day? Year Eight, she … "What's wrong!"

Deep in the night in the forest, a bonfire burned outside the wooden house. Long Qian cried out in pain. She knew that she had drained the last of her energy, so she fainted once again …

When she woke up, it was already dawn.

The room was silent. The candle on the table had already been extinguished. She sat up abruptly and found that the food that was originally on the shelf outside had been placed not far away from her.

While she was unconscious, someone had come by. This person could only be the seventh day!

But why did he not appear to meet her? He just silently brought the food in?

In his heart, he thought that the death of the eighth day had something to do with her!

Long Qian knew that she was responsible for Yun Ye's death. No matter what his purpose was, and what his original purpose was, if it wasn't for Mo Ye Han, Yun Ye could have lived a little longer.

However, she found out about another truth later on. Yun Ye's death was not caused by Mo Yeyue. The person who really killed him was the seventh day of the new year. Furthermore, Yun Ye had forced him to do so.

Right now, the seventh day's hatred for her must have something to do with the eighth day.

That's right! Such a cute girl like the eighth day, yet she died just like that. As her childhood sweetheart, how could she bear with it?

Long shallowly used some food and neatly arranged the rest of the food in front of the black-and-white photo on the eighth day.

Looking at the beautiful girl in the photo, Long Qian's tears flowed again.

On this day, the seventh day, he still did not appear.

That night, it rained heavily. The house was leaking, so Long Qian could only choose to stand at a place that was as impermeable as possible. It was unknown where he went on the seventh day. It was raining so heavily outside. Could it be that he went hunting?

The night could no longer be peaceful.

Outside, thunder and lightning were crackling in the wind and rain.

Suddenly, Long Qian heard a 'gulping' sound from outside. It sounded like something had hit the wooden door. She got up and flew to the door and opened it.

It was pitch black outside. Not a single person could be seen.

Long Qian curiously looked around for a long time, hoping to see the shadow of the seventh day. When she was sure there was no one outside, she was about to close the door when she saw a package on the ground.

She picked it up and opened it. Inside was some dried food.

He must have been here on the seventh day. He just didn't want to see her, so he left his food by the door and left.

"Seventh day." Long Qian held the food in her hand and watched the rain with misty eyes.

In her office, the bodyguard came in and said something in her ear.

Her expression suddenly changed. She lifted her head abruptly and asked, "What did you say?"

"The ship is sinking!"

"It sank?" "A good ship, how could it be that heavy?" Is it man-made or what? "

Could it be that the b * tch's lucky enough to be saved?

"There is a hole at the bottom of the ship. Judging from the edge of the hole, it seems to have hit a coral rock."

"What about the people in the boat? "Are they all dead?!" Higlia's heart was beating faster.

"Yes!" None of them survived! "

Hearing this, Sieglia's eyes lit up.

Dead? Wouldn't it be better to die? This secret would forever be hidden within that ice-cold sea water. That woman would eventually become a mystery!