The woman didn't say much, quietly gave them a way to let them in.

Wen Youyang glanced at Xi Xi, Xi Xi took the lead in.

The house is small, but cleaned up and very neat.

The woman went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water for Xi Yan and Wen Youyang. Then she sat down on the sofa with her head down, and her mood was very low.

Xi Ai said, "Hello Aunt, we came to you for one purpose only, and wanted to investigate the real cause of her death."

Upon hearing this, the woman looked up, her eyes flushed with shock and perplexity.

"Isn't Kiki ... suicide?"

Xi Yan looked at her and said, "Do you think she's that kind of person?"

The woman remembered her daughter's excellent appearance and her cheerful and lively character, and shook her head, thinking that the tears that had dried up came again.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably: "My Kiki will not commit suicide, she will not leave me alone, she is not such a ruthless child ..."

"It's true. Although this is a bit weird, it was Zhang Jiaqi who had entrusted me with a dream. She told me that her death was hidden, so please ask me to help her find out the evidence. So I will come here today. The main reason was to think of her room to see if there would be any evidence left. "Xi said.

This reason is a second use, but it is clear that it is useful for both the class teacher and Zhang Jiaqi's mother.

As soon as I heard it was Zhang Jiaqi's dream, Ms. Zhang quickly stood up and said, "I haven't moved Kiki's room. You can see what you want to see. Kiki can show you dreams, indicating that you are her better friends. ... "

Before she could finish, she wept low again.

Wen Youyang couldn't help but comfort him: "You have to change your grief."

The woman lowered her head and nodded, "Go and see."

She turned into the bathroom, presumably another cry.

Wen Youyang sighed: "Well, after the child is gone, the most uncomfortable is the parents, and I don't know how long it will take to get out of this shadow, maybe there will be no way to relieve my life."

Xi Yan glanced at him: "A virtual world, do you feel so real?"

Wen Youyang dissatisfied: "Although it is a virtual world, the feelings of this NPC are sincere! I can feel her sadness!"

Xi Yan asked, "Did you feel my feeling?"

Wen Youyang stuck, and flashed countless thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't grasp any of them.

He stared blankly at Xi Yan: "What is your ...?"

Could it be that Lu Zhu also felt about him ...? !!

Wen Youyang was nervous, his heartbeat accelerated, and his face was faintly red.

Xi narrowed his eyes: "Father's love."

Wen Youyang was almost not choked by his own saliva: "..."

Don't you feel panic if you don't peel for a day?

Xi Yan and Wen Youyang walked into Zhang Jiaqi's room.

Her room was decorated with very few girls, pale pink wallpaper, a four-piece bed set with a lace border, and a lot of plush toys on the bed.

The desks are neatly packed, and there are many tutorials and world-famous books on the bookshelf.

From this point of view alone, we can see that Zhang Jiaqi must be a school tyrant.

Wen Youyang looked around but was aggressive: "How to check this? Everything is well packed for her, shall we mess them all up?"

Xi Gang walked to the side of the bookshelf and pulled out a physical instruction book.