Lin Yifei got out of the taxi, rushed into the building, and ran towards the floor where Yang Moyu's house was. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The footsteps were hurried, and the sound of "oh oh" spread throughout the corridor.

Just as he took out the spare key to Yang Moyu's house and opened the door of the house, a figure came one after another and trotted into the door.

Jack saw a mobile phone lying in the corner, the screen was crushed, and he just glanced at it and knew who the owner of this phone was.

It's just that the girl, not here.

The hand at his side clenched fiercely, the green tendons on the back of his hand were exposed, the roots were bulging, and his thorns were raised higher, and they felt sharper, like thin black needles.

Anger and sadness, two fatal negative emotions constantly tortured his reason, thinking back to what Chris said to himself an hour ago, and his expression, the resentment in his heart was even stronger.

He bent down to pick up his phone, put it in his pocket, and turned to walk away, walking very slowly as if he couldn't move.

The thick scarf wrapped around his face, and his face was not visible with his head bowed.

Only the hands that were clenched into fists in the pockets of his coat showed his emotions at the moment.

……

Xie Sanbai wanted to leave Yang Moyu for a meal, and by the way, he waited for the other people in the store to come back and make an introduction, but Yang Moyu politely refused.

"There's something going on at home, next time."

This was the last thing he said when he left the antique shop, An Keke looked at his departing back, his buttocks seemed to be glued to the seat, and he pretended to think that Xie San's words before were all jokes, and he didn't follow.

"Go! Don't come back tonight, by the way, if there is nothing to do in the future, don't come here for the night, I'll clean up your room for the seventh little sister to live in. ”

Two black lines slid down Ankeke's head, and in just one day's work, he was sold by this old fox.

The most annoying thing is that this antique store where she has lived for almost a year, her own room, has become the seventh little sister overnight.

Hehe...... Seven little sisters.

She stood up angrily, rolled her eyes, scolded Xie Sanchong in her heart, and reluctantly followed Yang Moyu away.

Before leaving, Xie San took out a large suitcase out of nowhere and pushed it in front of her.

He said with a smile: "I will help you pack up everything you want, get along well with Mo Yu, I am optimistic about you!" ”

An Keke closed the glass door with a dark face, and when she walked outside, she saw Yang Moyu standing not far away, and turned to look at her, as if she had stopped to wait for her.

Her face couldn't help but heat up, and she pulled her suitcase and walked towards him.

After Yang Moyu saw her follow, he continued to walk forward.

The two kept a certain distance from each other, and the two called a taxi.

The driver's uncle didn't know if he had misunderstood something, he felt the weird and strange atmosphere between Yang Moyu and An Keke, and thought it was a little couple quarreling, so he didn't make a noise to chat with them.

"Are you feeling better?"

An Keke really couldn't stand the embarrassing atmosphere, and opened his mouth, Yang Moyu snorted lightly, which was a response.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her face was still a little feverish, and she scratched her cheeks embarrassedly when she thought of the kind of violence she had done to Yang Moyu before.

"That...... I was a little fierce before, don't pay too much attention to it. ”

The driver's uncle seemed to be driving seriously, but in fact, a pair of ears were erected very high, and when he heard An Keke's soft words, he couldn't hold back a smile on his face.

Hey, young people now, it's really ...... to fall in love. Even an old man of him felt sour and couldn't stand it.

I must have quarreled before, otherwise I would have kept a straight face!

Yang Moyu withdrew his gaze from the car window: "It's okay." ”

Encore kept staring at his hand, his two thumbs rubbing against the phone screen.

Suddenly, I don't know which of her brains was wrong, she said, "Let's find a place to bury Lis." ”

Unexpectedly, Yang Moyu did not have any extra mood swings because of the name "Lisi", he has always been so calm.

It was a long time before he looked at Ankeke with a weak smile on his face.

"Thank you."

The taxi sent them home, and the two walked up the stairs, and Yang Moyu took the initiative to take the suitcase in his hand and carry it up.

He took out the key and opened the door, and saw a familiar figure appear in front of the two of them.

Lin Yifei sat on the sofa, holding his head with both hands, looking annoyed and anxious, his legs kept shaking, as if this action could dispel his tension.

When he heard the sound of the key turning, he felt as if a light had hit his heart!

Someone is using a key to open the door! Mo Yu is still alive!

Yang Moyu saw Lin Yifei, who had not seen the light of day for several days, looking at him excitedly, he took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "You are finally reluctant." ”

And Lin Yifei didn't hear anything wrong with his tone, and directly pounced on him and gave him a firm hug, almost crying with joy, but he still held back.

An Keke looked at Lin Yifei, whose hair was messy, his face was buried in Yang Moyu's shoulder, and his eyes drooped.

Yu Qing and Liz.

The two teenagers had each lost the girl they liked, and now they hugged each other like two wounded lone wolves, licking each other's wounds, and when the grief healed, they would launch an even more ferocious attack than the previous one.

"Are you alright...... It's okay, I'm afraid you'll be like Yu Qing. ”

There was a deep sense of regret in his words.

He escaped from reality and hid in that world of his own, not even going to see Yu Qing's last face.

I'm so useless! couldn't save Yu Qing, and I didn't go to the funeral.

Yang Moyu's face was ugly, and Yu Qing's death, even if he was buried in his heart, still couldn't withstand excavation, and it would always touch his heart.

Lin Yifei leaned on his shoulder for a while, looked up and saw An Keke standing at the door, blinked his eyes, and said suspiciously: "This girl is ......"

An Keke immediately introduced himself: "Hello Lin Yifei, I'm An Keke, En...... is a friend of Yang Moyu. ”

His gaze swept to the big suitcase beside her, as if he had guessed something, his eyes glanced between Yang Moyu and An Keke, and said nervously: "Should she ......?"

Yang Moyu nodded: "She wants to live in my house." ”

At this moment, Lin Yifei's hostility was aroused, and he hurriedly shouted: "Cohabitation? What about Lis? ”

Ankeke frowned, but he inevitably mentioned Lis.

She looked at Yang Moyu nervously, and unexpectedly, his face was still calm.

"She was wounded in the battle and stayed in the collection book, I think, she will understand."

An Keke's eyes were full of mixed emotions: Mo Yu ......

How long can this powerless lie be hidden?