Memories are really wonderful things, and what has happened, no matter how deep it is hidden, will always inadvertently, under the touch of an external force, it will suddenly spring out.

It's like the moon at this moment.

She retracted her thoughts and looked at Lin Zijin, who had already squatted down.

Suddenly, a woman walked in the distance, and she slowly moved in the direction of Lin Zijin.

Obviously, Lin Zijin also noticed the arrival of this woman.

After all, this is a cemetery, and the silence is a little scary, and no slight sound can escape people's ears, arousing people's instinctive attention and alertness.

This woman, wrapped in black clothes, judging from her dress and face and figure, is conservatively estimated to be more than 50 years old.

Even though she wore big sunglasses that covered most of her face, even though her face was covered with thick makeup that concealed her true face, even though her hair was meticulously groomed and looked noble, the slightly loose skin on her face and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes betrayed her, not to mention her blessed posture.

If the lemongrass is there, the girl will be sarcastic: to put it nicely, this is called rich, graceful and luxurious like Mrs. Kuo. No matter how much square dancing or finding a handsome male fitness instructor, it won't save you!

The woman walked up to Lin Zijin, stopped, and spoke: "You're here!"

"Hmm. Lin Zijin replied, looking respectful.

To borrow a lemongrass phrase: This little rabbit cub, obedient like a turtle grandson, underdrawn.

"It's okay that you kid has a conscience, and he often comes to see Sky Blue. The old lady looked haughty, her chin cocked, and the standard 45-degree angle.

The old lady's movements were so funny that the moon laughed happily.

Such old ladies are mostly "paper tigers", which can be broken when poked.

Probably realizing that his laughter was too loud, Moon quickly covered her mouth, like a voyeur, afraid of being discovered.

The laughter still couldn't stop coming out, but the two people in front of him didn't react.

The moon remembered that she had already done experiments, and the experiments proved that the living could neither see her pretty figure nor hear her soft voice.

The moon also touched her chin, not afraid that it would accidentally become arrogant, but began to think seriously.

The moon is more engaged when she thinks about things, and she has a little quirk - pinching her chin and pinching her chin from time to time.

Lemongrass once laughed at her: "If you are a man and grow a beard, you must be bald." ”

At this moment, the performance of the moon, if it is seen by lemongrass, the chick will be overjoyed: "I really think of myself as a detective, and I really think of myself as a green onion! I will pull it out for you, plant it in a flower pot on my balcony, and make you a green onion tree." Then, I cut off a leaf every day, chop it into green onions and stir-fry to eat, to ensure that it is fragrant and smells like you. ”

The moon will definitely reply to her: "I have been eaten by your old man, how can I be greedy?"

The moon suddenly misses lemongrass a little, and I don't know how this guy is doing now?

Will you occasionally be a little sad about her departure?

Definitely not!

That conscienceless chick finally got rid of the clutches of the moon, and she didn't run to pick up handsome guys, eat, drink and have fun?

Perhaps, at this moment, I am still thanking God for abducting such a witch-like female man as the moon!

It must be like this!

Before the moon came back to her senses and took the time to think, who is this little old lady and where is sacred, Lin Zijin spoke again.

"I still have something to do, let's go first!"

"Don't you want to see me so much?"

Damn!

It's strange that this little old lady's face is actually sad!

The moon secretly wondered: "Land princess, can you tell me, am I dazzled? This is obviously a half-aged in her fifties and fifties, why is it so ambiguous with my son?

If she was younger, she really suspected that women were her rivals when she was alive, the kind that was hidden by Zijin.

But her age doesn't look like it!

Lin Zijin can't be maintained by her, right?

On the rivers and lakes, it is popular, the rich woman ** little white face! Not well, it is also possible for Lin Zijin to climb into this old woman's bed for the sake of white flowers!

Anyway, each takes what he needs! One pays for it, the other gives out people, and the transaction of money and hue is also fair.

In any case, the moon would not believe that the slightly melancholy man would do such a despicable thing.

This is absolutely impossible!!

Oh yes!

Moon almost forgot the opening sentence, the conversation between the old lady and Lin Zijin, the conversation where she didn't have time to figure out the identity of a woman.

According to that logic, the old lady should be Xia Lan's relative.

Look at this respectful face, it is really a little similar to the Xia Lan described by Lin Zijin, I guess, this old lady is Xia Lan's mother, right? Even if it is not, it should be her dearest.

That's not right!

If it is Xia Lan's relative, why did the old lady ask Lin Zijin: You don't want to see me so much?

Between the words, there is undisguised ambiguity.

Just when the moon couldn't figure it out and had a headache, Lin Zijin's voice came, although it was as calm and gentle as ever, there was a trace of forbearance hidden in it.

"Is it necessary for us to meet? ”

After speaking, without waiting for the old lady to speak again, Lin Zijin took a big stride without looking back and left.

The moon didn't care to think anymore, and followed Lin Zijin's pace like a little maid, panicking, as if she was followed by the eunuch entourage who had left the concubine in anger after the quarrel in the palace.

Passing by the old lady, the moon still looks like it has nothing to do with me, I am just a subordinate, please don't spill my dog legs.

Who is she doing this? Who can see the moon as an invisible female ghost?

No way! People, after doing it for a long time, I can't turn the corner!

After taking a few steps, the moon couldn't help but glance back at the old lady: she was standing alone, with no expression on her face, she had cultivated into an immortal like a queen, and her joy and anger were calm and calm, but she had been following Lin Zijin's moving figure.

The mystery in the moon's heart is like a marshmallow, growing bigger and bigger.

I couldn't help cursing the weird old man red in my heart: It's all the bullshit mission he sent her! The task is rotten, even if it's okay, let the moon be a lonely ghost, wandering around the world alone, and don't give a companion, even if it's a little ghost! At the very least, you can talk to her at this time.

As for solving puzzles, ordinary people can't do it, but Yunxiao is the most suitable!

Don't look at it, he is a man, and when he talks about gossip, he does not lose to the moon and lemongrass at all, like a few family treasures. The two of them once laughed at him together: "It's a pity not to be a paparazzi." ”

In the spirit of Yunxiao's gossip entertainment, such a thing can be made up of several versions without a single sentence. Unfortunately, the moon didn't do it.

Lin Zijin walked very fast and strode into a meteor. The moon followed him, trotting away, barely keeping up.

After going down the mountain, the moon was not idle, and thought seriously: Who is the mysterious woman in front of the summer blue tomb that appeared just now?

She followed Lin Zijin all the way down the mountain.

When he opened the door, she slipped into the passenger seat and sat down.

Lin Zijin once said that in his car, the co-pilot's position was always left to her.

Moon carefully examined the co-pilot, and refused to let go of a single hair like his wife, who suspected her husband of an affair and was looking for clues.

It's just that not only did she not find a single hair, but she also didn't find anything else, and there was not even a thin layer of dust in the co-pilot's seat.

The moon looked at Lin Zijin in surprise: did he wipe it carefully, and when she came back, or did he erase the traces of other women?

She self-righteously continued to be affectionate: still...... He often sits in the co-pilot's seat and misses her?

The moon sits down.

Although Lin Zijin couldn't see her, she still wanted to sit at close range and take a good look at him, her Zijin.

Lin Zijin's eyebrows are very thick, and he is not at all inferior to the ancient woman's "Yuanshan Dai".

At this time, his eyebrows were knotted, and the word "Chuan" was wrinkled between his eyebrows. The resolute face collapsed very tightly, and there was no trace of a smile.

The moon reached out to soothe the melancholy between his brows, as it had done before. However, her hand did not fall on Lin Zijin's gentle face, but passed through his face and fell straight down.

The moon is a little sad, which is probably what people often say: there is a difference between life and death!

Now, she doesn't even have the right to touch Lin Zijin!

In a blink of an eye, she was happy again: it turns out that Zijin will also be angry!

The moon has always thought that that light smile will always hang on his face, like a signboard, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and cannot be taken off.

During the days he was with Lin Zijin, he never got angry with the moon. Even if she deliberately teased him, he didn't care about her.

Moon was moved in her heart for a while, and even felt that Lin Zijin's angry little appearance was so cute.

Some warmth melted into my heart, and it collapsed as quickly as snow meets the sun, and I surrendered obediently!

The moon thought that ghosts have no feelings.

After being a lonely ghost wandering in the world, the moon realized that ghosts are the same as people, they have thoughts and feelings, but they don't have that warm body of flesh and blood.

The moon whispered into the air, "Zijin, I'm back!"

Lin Zijin sat in the driver's seat dejectedly, did not wear a seat belt, and only used the key to drive the car.

Suddenly, he leaned over to get something from the passenger compartment.

The moon leaned back, like she had ridden in his car for the first time.

That time, what he took out of there was a pack of cigarettes.

Later, every time, it was the moon that helped him get it, the eternal smoke - Zhongnanhai.

Lin Zijin opened the storage compartment, and his body seemed to be frozen, frozen there.

The moment he passed by the co-pilot, Lin Zijin suddenly remembered the little woman who helped him carry the cigarette, her slender hands, like tender lotus roots, as if they could be easily broken.

The first time, when she handed him the cigarette, he grabbed the pack of cigarettes and wrapped it in his palm along with her hand.

Her hand, slightly cool, soft as a boneless touch, made him reluctant to let go.

Lin Zijin took out a cigarette and lit it.

He pressed the window and turned on the music in the car.

The music flowed slowly in the car, like those past times, when they were in it, it slowly swayed, looking back, time had slipped away from their fingers, beside them.

Lin Zijin looked at the empty seat of the co-pilot and did not move.

A gust of wind blew, and he didn't have a trace of coolness, and his heart was unusually warm.

Lin Zijin just stared at the co-pilot's position, with a gentle expression, if it wasn't verified, the moon really doubted that he would be able to see her.

The moon looked at Lin Zijin and remembered her mission.

Isn't that what she's coming back for?

The mysterious woman who appeared just now, it seems that she has an extraordinary influence on Lin Zijin, who is she?

Before the mission began, the moon was surprised to find that there were some things she didn't know about before her death, and Lin Zijin hid it from her. Inside, there may be some hidden secrets!

The moon has its own plan: the hint given by the old man red: the crowd is looking for him thousands of times, and the second half of this poem is: Suddenly looking back, the person is in the lamplight. From the superficial meaning, the protagonist of this life is next to the moon, which may be related to Lin Zijin.

Therefore, when the moon encounters something mysterious and incomprehensible, it dares to explore it so certainly.

Even if she wasn't, she couldn't control her curiosity, and she couldn't escape anything related to Lin Zijin.

Where do you start?

How do you know who that woman is?

Moon decides to get out of the car first and follow the woman.

The moon stared at Lin Zijin for a long time before reluctantly getting out of the car, and his body floated out of his window.