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The night Mo Li returned to the apartment from the hospital, Song Yu and Ji Ning stayed by his bed all night.
It's just that, that night, Mo Li was not haunted by nightmares like in previous years.
The cemetery where Mo Li went was on the outskirts of the city. When I went out, it was still sunny, but when I entered the cemetery, the sky became overcast.
Song Yu made all the preparations, but looking at the gloomy sky, he still felt terrified. In case Mo Li gets caught in the rain, it will take another few days.
As they walked, Song Yu and Ji Ning automatically kept a distance of about half a meter from Mo Li. Lin Ya wanted to keep up with Mo Li, but was pulled back by the two.
When they reached the fork in the road, Song Yu and Ji Ning took the initiative to stop and watched Mo Li walking towards the second tombstone in the second row in front of him worriedly.
Mo Li skillfully wiped off the dust on the tombstone with a rag, then poured two cups of Erguotou in front of the tombstone one by one, and lit a pungent cigarette. He stood in front of the stele, bit off his finger, and sacrificed his blood to the harmonica that was playing alone.
Canon!
A canon without any inflection.
Once, twice, three times
In the sky, there are little raindrops floating. Song Yu anxiously took out the umbrella from his backpack, but he didn't dare to send it to Mo Li. He and Ji Ning exchanged glances, and Ji Ning took two steps back.
She pushed Lin Ya forward, and Song Yu directly stuffed the umbrella into her hand, "Get him back before he gets wet."
Lin Ya sighed in embarrassment, even Song Yu didn't dare to send the umbrella, she went, will it work?
"Tat-tat-tattat-tat"
The frequency of rain falling became faster and faster. Slowly, the raindrops formed a line and poured down.
Lin Ya trotted all the way holding the umbrella, and ran to Mo Li's side before her clothes were completely wet.
"This girl, be determined. I don't know how to run with an umbrella!"
Song Yu and Ji Ning went to a pavilion not far away to shelter from the rain. Ji Ning patted the water droplets on her body, and couldn't help feeling sorry for Song Yu, "Elvis, why can't you read Kris's heart? Not even a little girl!"
"You" Song Yu wanted to argue a few more words.
But wait, what did he see?
That guy Mo Li didn't refuse Lin Ya to hold an umbrella for him.
"What what happened?" Song Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.
"She was half wet, and then she opened the umbrella next to Kris. Kris is a soft-hearted person. Seeing her like a drowned chicken, he naturally didn't refuse. Maybe, because of his heartache, he would stop blowing Two songs."
Song Yu seemed to have received a critical blow of 10,000 points. He hugged the pillar of the gazebo and sighed non-stop.
"Can you stop acting like you've fallen out of favor. It's disgusting!" Ji Ning continued to sprinkle salt on Song Yu's wound.
Song Yu hugged the pillar and looked at the two in the rain with resentment.
Lin Ya tried her best to stand on tiptoe, her hands were hanging in the air, and the umbrella was tilted towards Mo Li. Her sense of balance is not very good, and her body sways from side to side from time to time.
However, the umbrella still covered Mo Li well. The rain hit Lin Ya's body in a large area, and most of her clothes were wet.
"ah!"
Lin Ya's soles slipped, and she threw herself straight at Mo Li.
"Hehehe"
Looking at the hand that suddenly appeared on Lin Ya's waist, Song Yu's eyeballs almost fell out.
Ten seconds later, Mo Li's hand on Lin Ya's waist still did not disappear.
"Ji Ning, did I read it wrong!" Song Yu tried his best to widen his eyes. This is Qi Xiangyuan's tomb, and he didn't shy away from it.
Ji Ning snorted contemptuously, "Elvis, are you scared of Kris's illness? What about your brain? Are you offline?"
Since I brought Lin Ya to see the former owner of Wind Rose, at least let Lin Ya say hello to him. This is the most basic courtesy.
Moreover, the relationship between the two of them is more than that.
Song Yu, an idiot, has never checked Lin Ya's ID card. The birthday on her ID card is half a year earlier than her real birthday.
If you remember correctly, Lin Ya will legally turn eighteen in half a month. Even if something really happened between the two of them, it would be fine.
I just don't know if Lin Ya can have such a charm that Mo Li can automatically cross that line.
Crossing the line, many things are easier to handle!
"Ning, Kris's reputation is going to be ruined by that girl." Song Yu looked like the sky was about to fall.? expression.
Ji Ning couldn't help shaking her head, can this person stay a little longer?
Being hugged by Mo Li, Lin Ya didn't dare to move at all. Mo Li hunched his back to match her height. And she was still on tiptoe, if she was not careful, she would lose her focus.
Mo Li's face is within easy reach. The melodious organ sound is poured directly into the ear. The moist and hot breath, along with the beating notes, rushed to Lin Ya's left ear.
The right ear was frozen red by the raindrops, and the left ear was burned red by Mo Li's exhalation. One left and one right, ice and fire are two heavens.
"Uncle Qi, this is Lin Ya."
Hearing Mo Li call her name, Lin Ya realized that Mo Li had stuffed the prepared white rose into her hand.
"Lin Ya, say hello to Uncle Qi!"
"Hmm!" Lin Ya was stiff.
Who is this man named Qi Xiangyuan? In front of his tombstone is engraved the same epitaph as that on Qi Yuan's tombstone: There is no night that will not dawn.
"Uncle Qi, I'm Lin Ya. Mo Li's" Lin Ya paused. How should the relationship between her and Mo Li be defined?
Are you a friend?
But it seems that she has been under his care. He treats her more like a brother.
"Uncle Qi, this is the person chosen by Kris!" Ji Ning interrupted suddenly.
She took three flowers from Lin Ya, tore off the petals, and scattered them on the tombstone, just like she often did in previous years.
"Elvis, stop sticking."
"Uncle Qi, Kris, he was really disobedient last year, and he was hospitalized several times. This year, he can do well, as long as he doesn't get sick or be hospitalized!"
"Elvis" Mo Li wanted to cover Song Yu's mouth with flowers.
Every year, he complains in front of the grave. Is he a primary school student? Wind Rose will really convey his words.
It seems that tonight, he will be taught a lesson in his dream again.
"Uncle Qi, Lin Ya, although she looks mediocre, she is a real academic master. Mo Li's vision is not bad!"
"Elvis" Mo Li threw three flowers on Song Yu's chest, signaling him to shut up with his eyes. If she continued, Lin Ya would think about it.
Besides, he didn't intend to tell Lin Ya about the Rose of the Wind. Everything can't be spoiled.
What if it scares people away?
"Lin Ya, say hello to Uncle Qi. It's raining heavily."
Mo Li pushed Lin Ya forward lightly, her center of gravity was unstable, and her hand drew twice in the air. Accidentally, her hand touched the strings of the harmonica.
"Woooo"
She seemed to hear strange vibrations. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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