No matter how Mo Fuluo asked, Qingyue looked like she was rejecting people thousands of miles away, and didn't answer any of her questions at all. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After a stalemate for more than half an hour, Mo Fuluo was finally defeated, and before he walked out of the courtyard, he sighed softly to Qingyue: "It doesn't matter if you don't give me a reason, as long as he is well, I will rest assured." After a pause, he finally left: "You don't have to bring this." ”

When Mo Fuluo walked away and the courtyard was quiet again, Qing Yue stopped what she was doing.

"Hmph, I didn't take any words, and the master finally calmed down."

Mo Fuluo was in a daze all the way, and he didn't even know how to get out of Ranju.

Qing Yue's attitude was like a thorn piercing her chest, there was no blood but it was deeply injured, and when she thought that all this might come from Shen Zhiyu's instructions, she couldn't persuade herself to calm down.

What are you looking forward to? Shen Zhiyu didn't recognize her, and they might be strangers in the future, didn't all this just go according to her wishes? Mo Fuluo, what are you awkward about?

What can only two sides of the relationship represent?

It's because she doesn't want to recognize him, and now she happens to be strangers to each other, and Shen Zhiyu makes up her mind that she can't make, isn't it right?

Thinking about it like this, the chill on his face is deeper, but his heart is full of wounds.

For the last time, let's break it off with Shen Zhiyu...... Just know that he's okay, isn't it?

Mo Fuluo thought about it, and laughed uncontrollably. It's just that the smile is so bitter.

"Girl, buy a string of sugar gourds!"

The peddler was selling beside Mo Fuluo, and she took the silver from her bosom as if she had lost her soul, and then took the sugar gourd and filled it into her mouth...... It tastes so sweet.

But in my heart, it is getting more and more bitter.

"Girl, I haven't looked for your money yet!"

When the peddler looked back, the cyan figure was gone.

......

Mo Fuluo took another bite of the sugar gourd, trying to suppress the discomfort in his heart, and before he took a few steps, he realized that he was being followed.

This person's breath is still very familiar.

Mo Fuluo's mind instantly lifted.

"How are you?"

Pulled the man's collar, and brought out a wave of aura in his gestures, especially a pair of eyes that were even brighter, and at this time he was holding a slight anger, who was Zuo Feng? Mo Fuluo couldn't help but frown.

"You woman, when can you stop being so rude?" Zuo Feng patted the hand that was grabbing him dissatisfied, and saw that the owner of the hand did not mean to take it away, so he directly covered his hand and pulled the hand off forcefully.

"If I don't come, who will take you to meet that person." Zuo Feng lowered his voice and muttered.

When Mo Fulu heard this, his dark eyes immediately rippled with a few waves of water, and the next moment he eagerly grabbed Zuo Feng's arm, and his voice trembled a little: "Then, don't take me quickly!" ”

"Be quiet!" Zuo Feng whispered indignantly: "You just follow me quietly." ”

After speaking, Zuo Feng quickly took two steps back, straightened his wind-blown hair, turned around and walked away with his head tilted.

Mo Fuluo had already recovered from the emotions that were almost out of control just now, and he followed without saying a word.

The two of them walked around and around, and walked about half of Tongyang County, Mo Fuluo began to suspect that Zuo Feng was repeating his old trick and took her around blindly, but Zuo Feng suddenly turned into an inaccessible path, and his steps became faster and faster, and finally stopped in front of an old wooden door.

The wooden door is very dilapidated and can only accommodate about one person. There was a rusty lock hanging on the door, Zuo Feng took out an equally rusty key from his arms, and after a few strokes on the keyhole, the lock was opened.

Mo Fulu's heart began to tense, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

"The door is locked? He's not at home? ”

"En" Zuo Feng replied lightly, stretched out his hand and pushed open the wooden door.

I don't know if he should answer the matter of the door being locked or whether Zuo Jingzhi is not at home.

Mo Fuluo didn't think much about it, and walked in after Zuo Feng.

Although the gate is not large, the courtyard is quite spacious, and there are a few wooden stakes in an orderly manner, although it is simple, it looks clean.

The kitchen is on the left side of the courtyard, and a shed has been erected on it, and at this moment a tall middle-aged man is standing in front of the stove and is busy. Faintly, a burst of rice wafted over.

Sensing that someone was coming, the middle-aged man stopped what he was doing and looked over, and when he found out that it was Zuo Feng, he withdrew his gaze without saying a word.

Mo Fuluo's heart was raised at the moment, looking at the middle-aged man standing not far away, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic facial features, and a hard air that could not be concealed between his eyebrows, his sideburns were already a little gray, and he couldn't help but wet his eyes when he looked at it.

"Uncle Jingzi......" Mo Fuluo's voice trembled uncontrollably, and the water in his eyes shook a few times, dripping down the corners of his eyes.

Zuo Jingzhi froze when he heard the sound, slowly raised his head, and when his eyes saw Mo Fuluo behind Zuo Feng, his resolute and straight back couldn't help but tremble.

"Are you...... Are you ......" Zuo Jingzhi staggered out from behind the shed, looking at the girl in front of him in disbelief.

The black hair is like ink, the posture is slender, the facial features are beautiful, the eyes are black and bright, and the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, bringing out the intoxicating coldness. Although he is no longer the appearance of his youth, the appearance in his bones still deeply touched Zuo Jingzhi.

Within a moment, Zuo Jingzhi had already recognized the person in front of him.

I heard Zuo Feng say that Ran Ling wanted to see him before, but he didn't think that the other party was really Ran Ling, and he was still wondering if there was any kind of bureau, but now he looks at it......

"Little Ling'er, you're Little Ling'er!" shouted excitedly, ran to Mo Fuluo in a few steps, raised his hand tremblingly, and couldn't suppress the cry on his face.

"Uncle Jingzi, it's me!" Mo Fuluo endured it for a few years, but finally he couldn't hold back, and suddenly threw himself into Zuo Jingzhi's arms, and the cry gradually came from the man's resolute chest.

The returning Mo Fulu met a lot of old people, and Bai Langxing, who was close and far away, made her unable to hide her disappointment but helpless. Shen Zhiyu, who was heartbroken and sad but unwilling to hide away, even if it was enough to just take a look, made her unable to reveal all the feelings in her heart, and she had to pretend to be a stranger......

Only the middle-aged man in front of him made Mo Fuluo feel an indelible emotion in his heart, since he was a child, after going through so much, seeing him again Although he is gradually aging, he still can't erase the sense of dependence from the bottom of his heart.

It's not a relative, but it's better than a relative.

When he was a child, Mo Fuluo was close to Zuo Jingzhi, and after eight years of changes, he met again, and the friendship in his heart instantly poured out!

"I knew you were fine."

Zuo Jingzhi did not deliberately suppress his emotions, he fought on the battlefield for most of his life, and no matter how strong his heart was, he couldn't stop revealing his warmth.

In just a few words, it went straight into Mo Fuluo's heart. As if just yesterday, Ran Ling, who was wearing two pigtails, threw himself into Zuo Jingzhi's arms with a smile, screaming one by one, his dirty little hands rubbing against his white clothes, he looked at it without being annoyed at all, and laughter came out of his chest.

"I'm back." Mo Fuluo raised his head from Zuo Jingzhi's arms and smiled lightly.