It was dark outside.
When the drifting snow hit my face due to the north wind, there was still a little ice.
Half an hour later, Feng Nai still didn't receive a reply.
The bowl of noodle soup is gone.
When Mo Bei cooks and eats, he has a philosophy, that is, not to waste food.
Ye Bing didn't eat much, and he didn't open his mouth until he stood up: "What about the Dimension, have you forgotten?"
Mo Bei's fingers that opened the door paused, his voice was a little low, and his throat moved: "The Dimension has been disbanded."
There are other people outside the convenience store.
It was the manager of Team Yechuan who was waiting.
It is right to think about it, after all, it has been discussed before.
The manager took a special look when Mo Bei passed him by.
This is really bey, it doesn't always feel like it.
But if it wasn't for Bey, Ye Bing would have no reason to chat with anyone for so long.
Just when he was wondering.
Ye Bing walked out.
The manager stepped forward.
Ye Bing opened his mouth one step ahead of him: "It's not Bey."
The manager seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "I said, if Bey wants to come back, he won't do it in this way. It's not necessary. And how could Bey play the main support, and also the assassin if he wants to play? You are just too persistent After reading it, you will see the shadow of everyone looking for Bey."
Ye Bing said "um" in a very low voice, and the wind that blew had already drowned his expression.
From his angle, he could see the boy looking up at the snow.
It was obviously soft, but it was as sharp as a spine.
That figure was no longer wearing the battle uniform of the Imperial League, nor was it carrying a schoolbag with a keyboard in it, but a long black down jacket with a hood, which completely blended with the darkness.
At that moment, there is probably only one sentence that people can think of.
I have heard of the fall of the kingdom, but never heard of it...
It was cold in December.
Empty streets, only light street lights.
Mo Bei reached out and put the hat on.
The mobile phone in the trouser pocket has never been taken out, and there has been no reply.
Waited until the base.
Fingers feel warm.
It was because the man opened the door.
She leaned there with a slender figure, and her face was very enchanting. Compared with her arrogance when she first came to the base, after seeing her face at this time, she frowned, and directly pulled her hand over.
"My assistant brother, it's fine if the access control time has passed. Are you thinking of bean curds? Don't you know how to wear gloves when you go out?"
There are a lot more words than before, and every sentence is ridiculing, but this point has not changed much.
But the temperature from the fingertips was enough to drive away the coldness all over his body.
Mo Bei raised his eyes and looked at the face that was close at hand.
Handsome, cool, and very lazy.
Kind of like a master.
But very different.
This person has a high hatred value.
Cleanliness, poisonous tongue, getting angry.
Apart from games and sleeping, there is probably nothing that interests him at all.
Staying at the base, you don't have to go anywhere.
During the live broadcast, put a mineral water bottle.
It can be evil and wanton.
But can play the game purely.
Perhaps others would think that it was because of his family background.
With great power comes great possibility.
He will be balanced, and intelligently never go with the flow.
In the past, the master said that you will always meet someone who can understand what you insist on and never give up.
Makes you strongly want to win the championship with him.
When you fall, it's not just an abyss, but someone will fall with you.
Mo Bei thought, she met it.
I could have endured the darkness if I hadn't seen you.
Emily Dickinson: I could have endured the dark if I hadn't seen the sun
(end of this chapter)