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Chapter 41 The Mermaid's Tears (1)

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    On the speeding bus, it was full of people, men and women, everyone had something to do.

    The old man who seems to have his eyes closed may be listening to the people next to him with his ears up.

    The young man who seemed to be reading a book always looked up at the blonde beauty opposite him from time to time.

    The blond beauty has porcelain-like skin and bright eyes that can wash out water.

    She fixed her eyes on the young girl diagonally across from her, her mouth was always pursed, and her eyes showed tenderness.

    The girl held the phone, seemed to be sending a message, and seemed to be hesitating, her whole body exuded malaise and frustration.

    She noticed the gaze of the blond woman opposite, and turned off the phone as if nothing had happened.

    "Beauty, what are you looking at me for?"

    The girl subconsciously asked her, the blond woman shook her head, then nodded with a smile, looked at the girl with bright eyes, and said slowly.

    "Are you going to call?"

    The girl froze for a moment, nodded blankly, then shook her head violently, and made an awkward and polite smile: "I didn't want to call."

    After finishing speaking, she turned her face away from the window, looking at the land passing by outside.

    The blond woman smiled, turned her head to the window, looked at the earth flying past outside, and said slowly.

    "It would be great if I could ring the phone into his ear."

    The girl looking out of the window turned her head to look at the blond woman with doubts in her eyes, and then handed the phone to the blond woman: "I can lend you my phone, call it."

    The blond woman shook her head, looking at the mobile phone handed over, with confusion in her eyes: "I have the mobile phone."

    The blond woman took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and the golden light emitted from the mobile phone case flashed into the eyes of the girl opposite and the young man who was reading a book.

    The blond woman smiled slightly: "I have a mobile phone, but I don't have his contact information. I can reach him, but I am a little hesitant."

    The girl put the phone back and looked at her in doubt: "Since you have his contact information, why are you still hesitating?"

    The bright eyes of the blond woman moved slightly, and she stared blankly at the girl on the opposite side: "Because he lied to me, he said he liked me and wanted to be with me, and then I waited for him at the place where we met, in the end he didn't come, he came  It's other people, those people who saw my stuff and wanted my stuff."

    "Did you fancy your stuff? What do you have?" the girl asked suspiciously, and the young man sitting next to the girl raised her eyes from the book and looked at the blonde woman suspiciously.

    The blond woman smiled helplessly, with pain on her face: "I have the most precious thing, my tears, my tears not only belong to me, but also belong to this place."

    The blond woman clutched her chest and muttered to herself, but the girl on the opposite side didn't understand and shook her head with puzzled eyes.

    "I met him on the seaside in the heavy rain, I sang, he sat on the beach and listened, I danced, he watched, I thought we would be like this forever, and then he made me cry."

    The blond woman blinked, with sadness in her eyes.

    The girl opposite shook her head, looked at the mobile phone in her hand, seemed to have the same feeling, she lowered her head and stopped talking.

    The young man next to him couldn't help but ask, "Then why did he make you cry?"

    The blond woman smiled, and fixed her eyes on the young man opposite: "Because his friend can only laugh when I cry, and he can laugh only when I cry."

    The young man looked confused, and the blond woman took a deep breath, with a bitter smile on her face: "It was drought that year, and many people died of starvation. There was a half-immortal in the village who figured out that I was the reincarnation of a dragon girl and could solve the drought in the field.  As long as I cry, and cry with sincerity, I can move the heavens and rain down on them."

    "To be continued"

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