"Ahh

Feng Wuling shrugged his shoulders and responded very pretendedly, "I almost got eaten by me roasting meat! Then, I was afraid of breaking the law, so I let it go again!"

"You brag!" Tang Xueyan didn't believe him, thinking he was ridiculing himself.

"Hehe, your uncle and I were born in martial arts since childhood, and your father also knows this. If it were an adult tiger, I might still avoid it. ”

The digression is that nothing but an adult tiger is anything.

She turned her head to look at her father, hoping for confirmation from him.

But before Tang Jinghai could speak, Old Man Li spoke first: "There are indeed jackals, tigers and leopards! My grandmother's house is in the mountains, and once when I went, I met a tiger." And my uncle is still a hunter in the mountains, and he never leaves his gun all year round. ”

Forehead...

Tang Xueyan's desire to go to the mountains to teach completely sank to the bottom.

And Old Man Li saw her thoughts, smiled silently, and comforted him, "Girl, in fact, you can go to the welfare home to teach, it's already very good! As long as you have this mind, it's the same wherever you go." ”

The master didn't pay attention to the others, took his hand, full of melancholy, and asked reluctantly, "Qingjing, then you are going to the magic capital tomorrow?"

"I'll leave later, go to the cemetery to say goodbye to the old dean, and then go straight from there. I have bought a car now, it is very convenient to go back and forth, and the disciples will often come back to see your second elder. ”

When everyone heard him mention the old dean, they all fell silent, and the atmosphere instantly became depressing.

The old dean used to be a people's teacher, and after retiring, he went to the welfare home. For so many years, I have been running around and working hard. Moreover, every sick child is reluctant to give up, and every time he tries his best to keep it.

What a kind person, just leave.

Xishan Cemetery, this is a large cemetery built on the mountain, as the mountain rises more and more, until it is halfway up the mountain.

With a bouquet of daisies in his hand and a bottle of wine in his left hand, he climbed the stone steps.

In the morning, Grandpa Sun was still showing a warm smile, but at some point it was already dark clouds, hiding it behind the dark clouds.

The cold north wind also howled, over the hills, all the way south, and at the same time soaked into the bone marrow.

As the saying goes, the wind is the head of the rain.

Not far away, there were already a few tomb sweepers, hurrying down the mountain, probably to avoid the wind and rain.

But as if he didn't know it, he continued to go up, past rows of silent tombstones, green pines and cypresses. The body is straight and the stride is very firm.

Just as the rain was tilting, I finally came to the tombstone of the old dean. Looking at that familiar smiling face, it was no different from what I remembered.

He stared at it for a long time before placing the bouquet of daisies in front of the tombstone. Then, the lid of the bottle was opened and placed next to the daisy.

It was the old dean's favorite drink during his lifetime.

The rain became thicker and thicker, wetting the eyes, soaking through the clothes, and washing the soul.

When I was a child, I always had to see if there was anyone around me, crying if there was, and getting up if I didn't; when I grew up, when I encountered something unhappy, I also had to see if there was anyone around, and if there were, I got up, and if I didn't, I cried.

Just like now, I don't know if it's rain or tears.

For him, it's the cleanest and clearest place in the world. There is no intrigue, no deceit, no flies, no grievances.

Some are just quiet long sleeps.

He just stood quietly, letting the rain wash over and let the north wind soak through. I don't know how long I stood until I was woken up by the sudden ringing of my mobile phone.

Li Yuzhi called, and Qin inexplicably sent two tickets for the concert and asked him if he wanted to attend tonight.

Then, in an extremely hoarse voice, he responded, "I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood." ”

Li Yuzhi was startled, even his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ahem, cough, cough..." he took his phone away, cleared his throat, and then said softly, "Fool, I'm fine! It's just that I'm in a bad mood, so I won't accompany you to the concert, let Xu promise to accompany you!"

When Li Yuzhi heard his explanation, he was still not at ease, "Where are you now?"

"Cemetery, come and see the old dean, and say goodbye to him by the way. As he spoke, he looked up and saw that the entire empty cemetery was empty except himself.

There are only those tall pines and cypresses not far away, and the wordless tombstones. Strangely bleak.

This should be the closest place to Hades.

And the dense rain silk covered the whole hill with a white veil. Pure white as mist.

The spring breeze and spring rain are sad, just like his current mood.

Li Yuzhi was silent for a moment, and even his breathing was a little stagnant, not knowing what to say or how to persuade him. Because, that is the eternal pain in my boyfriend's heart.

Both of them were speechless at each other, except for the slight sound of each other's breathing. After being silent for a long time, Li Yuzhi hesitated and asked, "Then you, when will you come back?"

"Alas!" he let out a long sigh of relief, glancing at the old dean again, "this is back!" he said, turning around, facing the desolate drizzle, and walking down the mountain.

People have to look forward, don't they!

After sweeping today's fallen leaves today, tomorrow's leaves will not fall today, don't worry about tomorrow, don't suffer for yesterday, and try to live in this moment today.

Unconsciously, he stood in the rain for more than an hour, soaking wet from top to bottom, and there was no dry place.

After Li Yuzhi got off work, he did not promise to go to the concert. But he couldn't rest assured, and came directly to the Demon Capital Style Garden.

However, after ringing the doorbell a dozen times, there was still no response inside, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

So, she hurriedly opened her backpack, and there was a string of keys that Feng Wuling forcibly stuffed in, saying that it was convenient for her to visit the door.

In a panic, she took out the key, opened the door, and then strode inside, pushing open the bedroom door.

At this moment, the guy who worried her was lying on the bed, and her clothes were thrown on the ground. She breathed a sigh of relief.

But it seems, something is wrong.

Because, he has always been clean and tidy, has a slight cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, littering clothes, is not his character.

She frowned and walked to the bed, and reached out to touch his forehead, "Ahhh

"Wake up, wake up, wake up, Feng Wuling, wake up!hey!" he shouted, shaking him vigorously a few times.

But nothing happened.