Mo Fuluo collected his thoughts, and didn't dare to think about it anymore along the way, so he walked forward for a short distance and saw a circular arch. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info stooped down the door, followed by a small forest.

The forest is small but dense, and if you walk through the middle, your clothes will make a rustling sound if you accidentally rub against the branches and leaves. After walking a short distance, we reached the end. Mo Fuluo poked forward and found that out of the forest was a green bamboo elegant house, and an old man in gray clothes and white hair was sitting outside the door, drinking tea alone.

"You're here." Bai Langxing gently put the cup on the stone table in front of him, and looked at it with blazing eyebrows. Looking at Mo Fuluo's expression, it was like greeting a child returning home.

Mo Fuluo paused, and for a moment there was an inexplicable emotion that seemed to ripple out of her heart, she sniffed hard, thought about it and didn't know how to reply to the long-lost "You are here", and finally only had a heavy "um".

"Come and sit here." Bai Langxing smiled and pointed to the stone bench beside him.

Mo Fuluo nodded, walked to the stone bench in a few steps, lifted his skirt and sat down.

"Take a sip of tea to moisten your mouth first."

"Thank you, Mr. Bai." Mo Fuluo respectfully took the teacup.

"You've grown up." Bai Langxing's gaze flashed as he looked at Mo Fuluo, and suddenly a sentence came out softly.

Mo Fuluo's eyelashes trembled, so close to Bai Langxing, even a few white hairs on his head could be seen clearly, thousands of emotions only converged into a sour nose, swallowing the damp heat in his eyes heavily, but many of the past still rolled over like a rapid tide.

"Do you remember me?" Mo Fuluo's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"You're still like that, just a little taller." Bai Langxing was still smiling, raising his hand and brushing his beard.

"Mr. Bai, I'm Mo Fuluo now." Mo Fuluo sniffed and introduced himself in a solemn voice, for fear that Bai Langxing would take a step forward to uncover the overalls she was wearing.

Bai Langxing waved his hand indifferently, and said loudly: "The name is just a pronoun, you are still you." ”

"Mr. Bai calls me Xiaoluo." Mo Fuluo took a sip of the teacup, feeling that the taste was a little bitter.

"Well, you came to me to learn the rules?" Bai Langxing's tone became more serious, and he asked Mo Fuluo.

"Can you tell me something about eight years ago before learning the rules?" Mo Fuluo's eyes darkened, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Don't mention the past!" Bai Langxing refused directly without thinking about it, and then stood up, "Xiao Yu said that he wanted to paint me a painting, but he hasn't sent it yet!" I'll check it out! ”

Xiao Yu?

Mo Fuluo couldn't help frowning, and with a "snap", a knot that he desperately wanted to tie seemed to be untied.

"Mr. Bai, the painting is here!"

At this time, a shrill voice came from far and near, and in the blink of an eye, Qingyue's smiling face appeared in front of Mo Fuluo's eyes.

Isn't this the person who followed Shen Zhiyu, why did he come?

So, what about Shen Zhiyu?

As soon as Mo Fuluo had this idea, he couldn't help but look at the door nervously.

The gate was empty, and there was no such figure.

If Shen Zhiyu came at this time, plus Bai Langxing, two of her former "acquaintances" appeared together, she really didn't know how to deal with it.

Luckily, he didn't come.

Mo Fuluo's hanging heart finally fell.

"Mr. Bai, the master can't come in person because of something temporary, let the little one send you the painting first!"

"Haha! Still Xiao Yu is careful! It's really a good painting, a good painting! Bai Langxing praised Shen Zhiyu while unfolding the painting to appreciate it, the more he looked at it, the happier he became, the more he laughed, and praised Shen Zhiyu's painting skills again and again.

"If you like it, if you like it!" Qingyue stood with Xiao for a while, only to find that there was still a person sitting on the stone bench, and she glanced over casually, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Ouch, Miss Mo, why are you here?"

Mo Fulu frowned, raised his eyes and glanced over, and said coldly, "Do I know you?" ”

Qingyue's face couldn't help but stiffen, and her eyes rolled several times before she resumed her smile: "Miss Mo, have you forgotten that my master saved you?" My master's surname is Shen. ”

"Hmm......" Mo Fuluo's heart trembled, but he still refused to admit it on his face: "You recognized the wrong person." ”

"Mistaken?" Qingyue cleared her throat and looked at Mo Fuluo again, seeing that she had always had a cold attitude, after all, he had only seen Mo Fuluo in a coma, and he was not very sure at the moment, so he simply stopped pestering him, and went back to report to the master first.

"Mr. Bai, the painting has been delivered, I don't know what else you have to order?"

Bai Langxing waved his hand, "You tell Xiao Yu that the old man likes his paintings very much, and when he comes back, remember to come to me, and the old man has something for him." ”

"Okay." Qingyue said goodbye to Bai Lang again, her eyes swept over Mo Fuluo, and finally glanced at her before exiting the courtyard.

"I remember you had a good relationship when you were kids." Bai Langxing sat back on the stone bench and looked at Mo Fuluo who was stunned.

"Huh?" Mo Fuluo came back to his senses, looked at Bai Langxing, and the light in his eyes went out, "You also said when you were a child, not now." I'm Mo Fu Basket now. ”

"That's it!" Bai Langxing waved his hand and raised the painting in his hand towards Mo Fuluo, "Do you want to see it?" ”

Mo Fuluo got up and walked over, raised his hand and gently took the painting.

In the painting, a few black branches, full of bright red plum blossoms, a few are blooming, and a few have a few small petals, which fall from the branches to the ground leisurely. When the wind comes, the flower branches tremble, as if you can smell the fragrance of flowers through the paper.

"Sir likes plum blossoms?" Mo Fuluo had already closed the painting and handed it to Bai Langxing as he spoke.

"Hmm." Bai Langxing took the painting and looked at Mo Fuluo twice before he spoke: "Let's start learning." ”

"Okay." Mo Fuluo replied lightly, his gaze paused on the closed painting, and then turned around and sat back on the stone bench.

After talking for more than an hour, Bai Langxing stopped, "That's all for today, you haven't had lunch yet, how about accompanying the old man to eat?" ”

Mo Fuluo wanted to refuse, but looking at Bai Langxing's kind smile, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded.

Although Bai Langxing was suspended from class, he still had a reputation in Ran Curie, and many young ladies would come up to greet him when they saw him, and took a few glances at Mo Fuluo by the way.

Mo Fuluo followed behind Bai Langxing, and it wasn't until he left Ranju that the displeasure of being looked at was slightly reduced.

But after walking to the street for a while, she vaguely noticed a breath chasing after her.

Stalked?

The corners of Mo Fuluo's mouth tugged slightly, and he continued to follow Bai Lang casually.

"Here we are."

Bai Langxing took Mo Fuluo around a small road again, and finally stopped in front of a simple small shop and knocked lightly on the door.