"Nolan—"
Song Yaoyao quietly listened to him, and suddenly said, "Thank you."
"Huh?" Nolan was surprised. He had thought that Song Yaoyao might be afraid of him. No matter what he said, she was only a twenty-year-old girl who grew up in a peaceful Huaguo. These bloody incidents would definitely scare her. .
It never occurred to her that she would say such a sentence suddenly.
"Thanks."
This time, Nolan heard clearly.
He smiled like Dongxue, his eyebrows and eyes were more handsome and gentle, as if the god in the painting had come to life.
Song Yaoyao suddenly remembered that just now, when he was standing in a pool of blood and killing people with a dagger, his decisiveness was matched by the compassionate and compassionate smile on his face.
"Ah..." Nolan sighed, "What should I do, I like you even more."
He laughed suddenly, with shallow ripples in his blue eyes, and a small laugh from his throat, like a musical instrument.
"I really don't want you to go back, so why not just stay here with me." Nolan said with a smile, and looked at Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao trusts Nolan somehow, he won't do that.
"Can...can you lend me your mobile phone?"
"Uh-this-"
The corner of Nolan's mouth twitched, and his eyes suddenly wandered.
Song Yaoyao was curious, "What's wrong?"
Nolan: "I don't have a cell phone..."
Song Yaoyao: "??"
In the end, it took her a long time to believe that Nolan really didn't use a mobile phone. She was dumbfounded, and after organizing for a while, she struggled to say, "Then what should I do?"
"Simple."
The young and handsome priest snapped his fingers and curled his lips, "Just order someone to buy one."
Song Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief.
Right now, that's the only way to go.
But she still finds it hard to believe that in this century, there are actually young people who don't use mobile phones.
While waiting for the phone, Song Yaoyao suddenly remembered what Nolan had said to him before, and asked curiously, "How old are you?"
Sometimes I think Nolan is naive, and sometimes he is mysterious, unfathomable, and elusive.
Nolan blinked, under the thick eyelashes, the eyes were like gems.
Like a fox, cunning flashes in it.
He leaned close to Song Yaoyao's ear, and Song Yaoyao held her breath to prepare herself mentally.
Warm breath sprayed on the outside of the ear, and Song Yaoyao heard Nolan's low, unique voice mixed with a smile, "Guess?"
Song Yaoyao: "..."
Suddenly want to hit someone.
Without so much gossip, Song Yaoyao contacted Huo Jiu in China.
She could feel Huo Jiu's relief when she heard her voice.
"Do you really want to go?"
The young priest leaned against the door and looked at the people who came to pick up Song Yaoyao. Rows of cars had already parked at the door. He sighed and asked.
It sounds pitiful, but coupled with his beauty, it will always make people feel soft.
Especially, Song Yaoyao who has let go of his guard against him and regards him as a big brother.
She frowned and turned back, looking at Nolan, "Sorry, you know—"
"Oh ok ok, I can understand." Nolan shrugged, suddenly hooked his lips, and smiled at Song Yaoyao, "I wish you a safe journey, my dear girl."
"Miss Song, we should go." Someone whispered in his ear.
Song Yaoyao nodded, took a deep look at Nolan, and suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.
The experience of these two days was special and extremely dangerous to Song Yaoyao.
Without Nolan, she might not be able to stand here, but should be buried in the deep sea.
"I'm leaving." She waved her hand.
"Wait."
Nolan walked to her side, patted her on the head, and suddenly took off the necklace that never left her neck, and put it on Song Yaoyao's neck.
"May God bless you, Amen."
Nolan prayed.
Song Yaoyao was speechless, she pinched the necklace, "You killed people before the Lord." Are you sure the Lord will bless them
"I am punishing the wicked, and the Lord will forgive me." Nolan quibbled.
He pushed Song Yaoyao into the car, closed the door for her, stood outside the car, and waved to her gracefully.
Song Yaoyao quickly rolled down the car window, "Thank you—"
"I accept." Nolan said to her, "So I hope that next time I visit you, I won't be stopped by those annoying ghosts again."
"Pffff—"
Song Yaoyao had always been holding a big rock in her heart, but Nolan still teased her. She bent her eyes, and her eyes were shining with luster, "No more, I'm sorry for what happened before."
"goodbye."
"goodbye."
Nolan stood outside the church, watching the row of black cars crowding the one in the middle away.
The flags on the church were flying, the seagulls were still circling, and the blue sky was almost in line with the sea.
"ah… "
Nolan rubbed his face, turned and walked towards the church.
There was a bit of undetectable loneliness in the tone, "I'm left alone—"
Song Yaoyao did not stay in country y, and after being picked up, she returned to Hua country without any danger.
"Miss Song!"
The plane landed directly on the tarmac of Huo's house. Song Yaoyao looked at the person who was walking towards her quickly, and felt as if it was a lifetime ago. Even though those things happened a few days ago, she felt that a long, long time had passed.
It seemed so far away.
"Miss Song, are you okay?"
"That's great, that's great. God blesses me. I'm relieved that you can come back safely, Miss Song." Uncle Zhang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and bowed to the sky with his palms together.
Song Yaoyao glanced around, and she opened her mouth, "Where's brother? Huo Si—"
"Huo Si is fine, don't worry." Huo Jiugong said.
Song Yaoyao didn't feel that her feet were on the ground until she returned to a familiar place.
"What about brother?" Song Yaoyao's hand tightened suddenly, her nails sank into the delicate palm, and blood overflowed, she didn't even notice the pain.
Silence, a dead silence.
Song Yaoyao probably realized something, but she couldn't accept such a result.
She staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground.
"Miss Song!"
Huo Jiu quickly supported her, and when she stood still, he backed away respectfully.
Song Yaoyao bit the tip of her tongue, perhaps all her tears were dried up that day in Nolan's arms. So now her eyes are dry and she can't cry at all.
"Give me an answer, I want an answer!"
Huo Jiu lowered his head deeply, and the whole Huo house exuded a strong air of depression, as if the air had frozen.
Constantly squeezing the lungs, making people unable to breathe.
Whether it's life or death, no—
not dead.
Song Yaoyao stared at Huo Jiu, she didn't care about other people, she only looked at Huo Jiu who bowed her head in front of her. It was the first time Song Yaoyao saw the decline of Huo Jiu, who was always high-spirited.
"Huo Jiu, tell me."
"Miss Song—"
Huo Jiu could hardly feel his own voice. His throat seemed to be stuck with glue. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Sir, his whereabouts are unknown."