"Brother, Yaoguang was waiting for you to take me home, but you didn't come!"
In the long alley, the girl's cry was ethereal, but sometimes mixed with vibrato.
The man in brocade with trembling hands stared blankly at the sky in front of him. He seemed to recall the fire again, the fire that could destroy all prosperity.
The young man carrying sweet-scented osmanthus cakes ran wildly on the busy street. Beads of sweat oozed from the forehead of the young man, which shone with crystal luster in the sun. Because of the violent running, he could almost hear The chest vibration caused by the panting sound, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Ning Ning's favorite is this sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Even if he buys it early, it will be cold because of the long distance. The noble man who can't ride a horse can only use this stupid way to tease his sister happy.
However, when he got home, he only saw a dazzling red. In the burning courtyard, there was constant wailing. Those people were all alive, but none of the guards around came to rescue them. , he stood at the door, as if he saw Ning Ning's bloody eyes.
"Brother, help me..."
For the past ten years, he has heard such cries for help in his dreams almost every night, as if he had a demon in his heart.
The man with tears in his eyes suddenly pushed away the woman who was hugging him tightly behind him, his face suddenly turned cold, and his hand strangled the girl's neck.
"Who are you?"
Now that he dares to return to court openly, it is because of his previous face and identity that no one will recognize him anymore, but now, this little girl seems to know a lot.
Yao Guang looked at the man with tears in her eyes, her eyes were a little dazed, but she didn't know what she was thinking of, her face was flushed, and she couldn't utter a word.
Wei Lin's mood gradually calmed down. When he thought about it carefully, he felt that he was making a fuss. This little girl was cheated one after another, and was almost ruined by local hooligans. It must have been a dead body.
After all, he was thinking too much, Wei Lin let go of his hand, and said coldly: "Don't follow me anymore, if you follow me again, be careful that I will break your leg."
After a pause, he pointed to the man who was paralyzed on the ground and howling, and said to her, "Just like him."
Yao Guang looked at the man who was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, his neck shrank in fright, his eyes closed, like a frightened ostrich, he wanted to bury his head in the sand.
When he smiled, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, like a merciful playboy, but when he had a cold face, he was extremely majestic and frightening for no reason.
Looking at her reaction, Wei Lin was completely relieved. It seemed to be just a coincidence. Apart from King Jing, there was no other person in this world who would know his life experience. up.
He withdrew his hand and walked out of the alley, walking briskly, as if strolling in a garden.
After walking two steps, and turning around again, he saw the pink figure not far behind him, following him step by step. When he stopped, the little girl also stopped, with her eyes wide open like a deer. eyes, looking at her with a smile, as if he wasn't the one who scared her just now.
Unexpectedly, when I came out this time, I ran into a sticky little girl.
With a smile on the corner of Wei Lin's mouth, he decided to tease this little girl well.