Jiang Nanjun was exhausted and unable to continue to fight against the demons, and finally gave in, using his last consciousness to create a world of face mud that Huanshu loved, hiding in it, letting his thoughts and self-blame entangle, and never planning to come out again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that he was delirious, Ling Xuanluo understood that once this beautiful and colorful world disappeared, the light of his brain would be extinguished. Darkness represents death, and at that time, no one can save him.

How dare he blindly use brute force to pull in such danger? Immediately restrain his grief, put on a smiling face, pretended to be Huanshu, and replied in a childlike whisper: "Brother is too worried, how can Huanshu play with a young lady's temper? My brother can find time to play with Huanshu in his busy schedule, but I can't be happy! Huanshu just saw that you were pinching hard, and wanted to persuade you to stop and rest for a while." ”

Ling Xuanluo's smile turned into Huanshu's smile, which fell into Jiang Nanjun's eyes, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, shook his head and said: "Brother is not tired, as long as he can make his sister happy, my brother is not tired of being a person no matter how many faces." If my father and mother have a spirit in heaven, they will be relieved to see that I have taken care of you so well. ”

Ling Xuanluo was sad when he heard this, quickly turned his head, wiped away his tears, turned around with a smile, and took the noodle in his hand and admired: "I didn't expect my brother to be so good at reading, and even being a noodle maker is so good! This face is so beautiful, why don't you go out with me and play with my friends for a while, okay? They don't know how envious they are when they see my brother hurting me like this! When we come back, we will make a new one together, and Huanshu will give it to my brother as a gift!"

Jiang Nanjun smiled when he heard this, completely forgot about the unhappiness just now, and nodded vigorously.

In fact, sitting and pinching for so long has always been a posture, and he also wants to find a place to relax his muscles and bones. Huanshu's invitation was exactly what he wanted, so he obeyed Ling Xuanluo's support and stood up with a face mud.

Together, Jiang Nanjun found out that his and Huanshu's home had turned into a world of mud, and even the sky was colorful, so he was a little surprised, and asked, "Sister, how did our house give birth to so many colors?"

Ling Xuanluo asked confusedly, and he didn't lie, so he fell into a panic all of a sudden.

Who knew that Jiang Nanjun asked and answered himself, patted his head and smiled: "Oh, look at my brother's memory, he really has a lot of things on weekdays, and he doesn't remember anything." Last year's birthday wish, was to be able to walk into a fantastic world of dough mud, the sky and the earth, are decorated with dough mud, the ground is full of small noodles, you can pick up which one you want to play!"

Ling Xuanluo was like a savior, and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, my brother really has a good memory!"

Jiang Nanjun's smile sank, and he sighed: "Hey, it's a pity that at that time, I was busy with official business and didn't pay attention to your wish at all, so I can only make up for it today, when you celebrate your birthday." But you are a year older, and you are seventeen, how can you compare with the old years?"

It turns out that this mud world comes from Jiangnan Huanshu's birthday wish when she was sixteen years old. She was lost when she was sixteen years old, and Jiang Nanjun has always kept this regret deep in his heart, so fulfilling his sister's birthday wish has become the last fantasy in his mind.

Ling Xuanluo looked up at the sky, actually to pour back his tears. Then he inserted the noodle man in his hand back to the ground, said "Brother, let's go", and led him to the colorful distance together.

Jiang Nanjun thought that his sister was holding him, so he naturally followed her without resistance, and a smile appeared on his face, as if he was enjoying the time with his relatives.

Ling Xuanluo was worried that he would struggle to resist when he took him away, and now his heart fell and he let out a long breath.