I rubbed the back of my head and cursed at the white-haired old man. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The white-haired old man was not angry at all at my abuse, and continued to raise the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Young man, what were you thinking just now? Think so intrigued! ”

I glared at the white-haired old man angrily, and threw it away, "It's your business!" I want to think whatever I want, and I don't need to report it to you! ”

"is young, but the anger is so big, no wonder he can pull so much hatred when he is alive." As he spoke, the white-haired old man turned around and glanced at the crowd still arguing in the center of the auditorium.

I followed the white-haired old man's gaze, glanced at the center of the auditorium, and then hurriedly moved my gaze back to Summer.

At this time in the summer, the tears that had accumulated in her eyes were already showing signs of bursting, she suddenly sobbed hard, then raised her head, took a step, and walked forward.

I was very surprised, this girl in the summer had been standing quietly in the corner, why did she suddenly move at this moment, what did she want to do?

At this moment, someone pushed me hard from behind me, and I hurriedly looked back to see that it was the white-haired old man again.

When the white-haired old man saw me looking back at him, he hurriedly said, "Now is not the time to look back at me, hurry up and follow that girl!" As he spoke, he pushed my back with his hand.

I glanced at the white-haired old man, "You don't need to rush this matter!" As he spoke, he chased after Summer's back and followed, no, it should be said that he floated over.

I kept sneaking up on Summer, and even though I knew she couldn't see me, I was still very careful, behind her, watching her every move.

I saw Summer bow her head and say nothing, carefully bypassing the arguing crowd and heading towards my statue.

Coming to the statue, Summer looked up at the statue, stared at it for a few seconds, and then looked down at my body lying in the coffin for a while.

At this moment, everyone present was focused on the noisy crowd in the center of the auditorium, and no one noticed Summer except for me, who was floating behind Summer like a ghost.

I saw Summer staring at my body for a while, and then silently closed her eyes, as if she was in silent mourning, as if she was praying. At the same time, her tears finally burst out of her eyes, like two clear springs, pouring down her cheeks.

Seeing this scene in front of me, I was shocked again. Unexpectedly, this girl really shed tears for me in the summer. The way the plot unfolds at this moment completely exceeds the way I understand it, which is too unreasonable.

If Summer is sarcastic and sarcastic at my portrait at this time, even if she scolds a few times, or simply spits on me, I can understand it, but she is now in tears, sad and sad, forgive my limited IQ, I really can't understand why the plot developed like this?

This illogical scene made me have mixed feelings for a while, and while I didn't understand why summer was like this, I felt an indescribable emotion in my heart. To be honest, this is the first time in my life that I have seen someone cry for me.

After a short while, Summer opened her eyes slightly, her red eyes still full of tears. She plucked the little white flower on her chest, gently placed it on my body, raised her hand, and waved it lightly, as if saying goodbye, but the hand was a little trembling, a little unnatural, and looked a little painful.

Summer sobbed a few times, then gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, turned and walked back, walked a few steps, stopped again, and looked back.

At this time in the summer, my eyes were red, full of tears, and when I looked back, I was very moved, which made people feel pity.

All of this was naturally in my eyes, and I was deeply shocked again. Even when the summer left, I didn't even notice it, and I was still immersed in the picture just now.

"Hey! Young man, you're distracted again! ”

The voice of the white-haired old man pulled me back to reality again, and it was only at this time that I noticed that summer had disappeared from my field of vision.

"What about people? Where did she go? I asked the white-haired old man as I looked around, trying to find Summer's figure.

"You're asking the girl named Summer just now?" The white-haired old man pointed to the door of the auditorium, "It's already gone, just when you were in a daze just now." ”

Listening to the white-haired old man's words, I hurriedly floated towards the gate. But before I could float far, I was dragged from behind by the white-haired old man.

"Old man, what are you pulling me for? Let go and get out of the way! I shouted anxiously.

But the white-haired old man behind him deliberately pretended to be confused, put on a look of ignorance, and asked, "What are you doing in such a hurry?" ”

"Nonsense, what else can you do? Chasing people, of course! With that, I shook off the white-haired old man's hand and prepared to continue chasing summer.

The white-haired old man saw that I threw my hand away, and he didn't continue to step forward to stop me, but behind me, he said to me faintly, "With you now, what can you do if you catch up?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, immediately stopped the pace that I was about to chase, and said to myself in my heart: "Yes, what if you catch up?" This girl can't see me, can't hear me, I follow her like a ghost at most, I can't do anything, so what's the point of chasing after her? ”

This self-talk in my heart was once again interpreted by the white-haired old man. He walked up to me with small steps, looked at me and said, "If there is no point in catching up, why bother?" ”

I nodded silently, giving up on the idea of chasing after Summer, and turned to look at the crowd that was still arguing. In other words, these people have been arguing for a long time, and they have been scolded dozens of times over and over again, but they still have no intention of stopping, and I am tired of watching.

I looked at the arguing crowd boringly, and calmly said to the white-haired old man beside me: "Old man, it's none of your business, you can go." ”

The white-haired old man didn't speak, he didn't leave, he just stood quietly beside me, accompanied me, and watched the arguing crowd.

I didn't pay much attention to the white-haired old man's actions, I just glanced at him a few times with my peripheral vision, and then I didn't continue to pay attention to him.

The two of us just didn't speak to each other, and stood quietly, watching the farce of the quarrel before us.