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In a luxury car.

Lu Yeming lowered his eyes and looked at a document in his hand, when he felt the people around him move.

Looking sideways, a soft little face was imprinted in his sight, Tang Mo'er lowered her little head, and her clear eyes looked at the corners of his lips brightly.

"Nightshade, what's wrong with you here?"

Lu Yeming just looked at her little face and didn't listen to her carefully, "What?"

Tang Mo'er stretched out her slender white fingers, leaned in front of his handsome face, and pointed to the wound at the corner of his lips, "Here." ”

Ahem, the corner of my brother's lips seems to have been bitten.

Lu Yeming stretched out his big bony palm, held the slender white finger in front of him, and pulled it into his palm, "It's okay." ”

"But I think it's a story. Tang Mo'er blinked Yujie and asked in a low voice, "Is it Qingqing... Kindness... Biting?"

Although Tang Moer is an older sister, she is a little embarrassed to ask her brother about such an intimate matter.

It would be nice if Mom was here.

"Yes. Lu Yeming replied lightly, his palm moved slightly, and he held her entire little hand.

Her hands were cold, and he rubbed them lightly to keep her warm.

But in the next second, Tang Mo'er withdrew her little hand, she covered her lips with her little hand and snickered, and said in a serious way, "Ye Ming, you can't bully girls casually, you have to be responsible if you bully, Qingqing is a good girl, my mother liked Qingqing very much when she was alive, and I like it too." ”

Without that little hand, Lu Yeming's expression didn't change, he held the document, "I naturally like the people you and your mother like." ”

"Really, then you and Qingqing..."Tang Mo'er wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Sister. Lu Yeming glanced at Tang Mo'er.

“…”

Tang Mo'er quickly shut up, she knew that her brother didn't want to talk, and her brother never told her about emotional matters.

"I know, if you don't say it, you won't say it, why are you so fierce?" Tang Mo'er pursed her red lips, turned her little face sideways, and looked out the window.

Lu Yeming frowned at the sideburns, "Sister, I didn't murder you." ”

Tang Mo'er turned her little face again, "Then you laugh." ”

The Brahma Gate in front glanced through the rearview mirror, and saw that the man in the back seat was silent for two seconds, and then slowly hooked his thin lips.

He really laughed one.

Brahman's gaze flashed, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look back.

Seeing her younger brother smiling, Tang Mo'er immediately smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were full of broken stars, "Night Shadow, you look the best when you laugh, you have to laugh often in the future." ”

Lu Yeming's handsome eyebrows and eyes overflowed with unprecedented softness.

……

Saihang Palace.

Tang Mo'er returned to the room, she quickly ran into the shower room, opened her little hand, and held a large handful of hair in her slender white palm.

She started to lose her hair.

A big touch.

She knew it in the car just now, but she didn't say it, she didn't want to worry Nightshade.

She thought that after she was gone, Night Hades could laugh like this.

Her white eyes turned red, and she clasped the washstand tightly with her two small hands until her knuckles turned white.

Standing up straight, she hurriedly picked up her phone, pressed her white fingers on the keyboard, and she flipped out the familiar phone number.

Mr. Gu...

With trembling little hands, she dialed the phone number.

But soon she hung up.

The call didn't go out, she couldn't dial, she couldn't tell him.

But now she wanted to hear his voice.

She hadn't seen her Niu Niu in a long, long time.

She misses them so much.

Her heart seems to be hollowed out, she has always thought that she can face life and death calmly, but no.

She has a lot of reluctance.

She didn't want to die yet.

She wanted to live.

Accompanied Mr. Gu to grow old and watched the little cow grow up.

Before the tears were about to fall, Tang Mo'er quickly raised her eyes, she began to take a deep breath, and told herself over and over again, Mo'er, it's okay, you can be stronger, don't be afraid.

After stabilizing her mood, Tang Mo'er went out of the room, she didn't want to sleep...

……

Lu Yeming went upstairs, and at this time he saw that the door of Tang Mo'er's room was open.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

He turned in a direction and walked into the open room, "Sister." ”

No response.

The shiny leather shoes made a calm sound on the handmade carpet, and he entered the shower.

He saw her long hair falling out.

The deep phoenix eyes were slightly sluggish, he slowly looked at the mobile phone placed next to the washstand, the mobile phone was still on, and it showed a call that had not been made, Mr. Gu...

Lu Yeming's gaze stopped on this "Mr. Gu" for two seconds, and there was no change in mood, and he turned around and left the room.

Downstairs, he pushed open the back door of the Xixing Palace, and on the lawn, he saw a delicate figure.

Tang Mo'er was there.

She sat alone on a vine swing, with a white coat draped over her pink dress, and in the middle of the night, she was alone on the swing.

Lu Yeming walked over and draped the black cloak in his hand over Tang Mo'er's smooth shoulders, and his slender fingers flipped gracefully to tie her front belt.

Tang Mo'er looked back, her voice soft and glutinous, "Night, why haven't you slept yet?"

Lu Yeming came to her side and sat on the swing beside her.

He had a book in his hand, "I haven't slept yet, I'm reading." ”

"What a good boy. Tang Mo'er smiled softly.

Lu Yeming elegantly superimposed two long legs, his long body leaned into the autumn thousands of miles, at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the bright moonlight and the dim light obliquely plated, lining his delicate face with grace.

He took off his black cloak, wore a black turtleneck, and his shiny leather shoes were dotted on the lawn, and the swing swung up.

Tang Mo'er raised her little head and looked at the moonlight, and suddenly sighed, "Night Shadow, when did you say it would snow?"

It's late autumn and it's already cold, but it's still early for snow.

She felt like she couldn't see.

Lu Yeming looked at Tang Mo'er's little face, "You want to see snow?"

"Yes. Tang Mo'er nodded.

Lu Yeming retracted his gaze and glanced back lightly, the Brahma Gate had been guarding in the corridor.

Touching this gaze, Brahma nodded his head, stepped aside, and dialed out a phone, "Hey, the Lord of the West has an order, and it will snow in the whole city tonight." ”

Two minutes later, Tang Mo'er felt a snowflake fall on her little face.

She paused, then slowly looked up, and above the sky, snowflakes fell one by one.

Her clear pupils shrank, and in disbelief, she quickly stretched out her little hand.

A snowflake fell on the palm of her hand.

"Oh my God, you see in the night, it's snowing!" Tang Mo'er happily looked at her younger brother beside her.

At this time, Brahma stepped forward and handed over a black umbrella.

Lu Yeming's slender fingers personally took over the handle of the umbrella and slowly covered it above Tang Mo'er.