(xxiii)

It's just that the sleeping silence is far from being as calm as it seems. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mo Li felt as if she was walking in an endless white mist, and there was a faint figure in front of the white mist.

It's just that no matter how she shouted, she didn't see the other party stop, and no matter how hard she chased after her, the distance between them was so not far or close, without the slightest change.

Who are you?

Mo Li felt as if her voice was about to cry hoarse, and her voice kept echoing in the empty place, sounding a little eerie and a little more terrifying.

Mo Li didn't know why she had to chase the figure that appeared in front of her, she only knew that this strange person she should know.

Chasing, chasing, Mo Li didn't know how long she had been chasing, she only knew that her legs were like they were filled with lead, and she couldn't lift them anymore, her throat seemed to be on fire, and she couldn't say a word anymore.

Even if there was no mirror, Mo Li knew that she must be extremely embarrassed at this moment.

Can't catch up, can't catch up, Mo Li fell to the ground in a dejected manner, his knees were broken, and his hands were oozing red blood.

At this moment, the thick white mist slowly dispersed, and the figure in front of him became clearer and clearer......

"Mommy, Mommy, what's wrong with you." Jiang An's crying voice woke her up from her sleep.

The moment he opened his eyes, Mo Li was a little stunned, and he couldn't tell what day it was.

Opened his white and silky hand, and remembered the scarred hand in the dream, and for some reason, his heart ached.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Xiao An'an's nasal voice sounded in Mo Li's ears.

Mo Li subconsciously reached out to wipe her tears, and her hand was wet.

Tears? She cried? Mo Li looked at the shining water in her hand, and was stunned for a moment.

Would she even shed tears? Those who are familiar with her know what a stubborn person she is in her bones.

No matter how much she is wronged, she will not shed tears, and even pretend to be more light-hearted.

Even when she did something wrong when she was a child, her angry parents did it, she gritted her teeth and didn't let herself make a sound.

This character, I don't know how much my parents have to worry about her.

It is said that crying children have candy to eat, and for 20 years, she was sad, she couldn't cry, and she couldn't cry when she was in pain, I don't know how many people said that she had a weak temperament.

Now, in her dreams, did she cry?

Is it because you are too tired from running, or because it hurts too much from falling?

Mo Li thought a little miserably.

"Mommy." Maybe it was Mo Li who was stunned and scared Jiang An by not speaking, Jiang An used his hands and feet together, climbed to the level of Mo Li's face, and then kissed Mo Li's cheek.

The warm and wet touch brought back Mo Li's thoughts that he didn't know where to go.

"It's okay, maybe the sun is too dazzling, or maybe the sand is getting into your eyes."

"An'an, Mommy is fine, good."

Mo Li patted Jiang An's head and sat up with him in his arms.

A hint of suspicion flashed in Jiang An's moist and bright big eyes, and he flattened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he nodded obediently.

"An An, it's windy, go back to your room." Mo Li looked a little absent-minded.

Why did she have that strange dream, and who was the figure in the dream that she hadn't had time to see clearly?

Is it the person she remembers? is still the person buried in the bottom of the heart of the original owner, and Mo Li is gradually a little uncertain.

Mo Li, who led Jiang An back to the villa, sat quietly on the sofa, and a pleasant piano song popped out from Jiang An's fleshy little hand.

Jiang An is a child with musical talent, and she knows that this is with the original owner, and has nothing to do with her, because she has incomplete tones.

Everyone says that slender and slender hands are natural piano players, but Jiang An's musical talent has not been affected by age and external conditions at all.

If it was before, Mo Li would have listened carefully, although she didn't have the ability to play herself, but because she had experienced many worlds and was well-informed, she could always give some constructive suggestions.

It's just that today, under the quiet and soothing, melodious piano music, Mo Li's thoughts drifted far away.

However, Mo Li's mind was blank and he didn't think about anything.

It was as if in such a short period of time, she had transcended this world.

Transcendent from the outside, not happy with things, not sad with things.

I don't know how much time has passed, and Mo Li doesn't know what she has gained in this wonderful situation.

She only knew that at this moment, her heart was extremely peaceful, and she no longer had the wandering and frightened when she had completed the task before.

"Congratulations." Xujiu's cold voice, which was particularly familiar to Mo Li, remembered in Mo Li's mind.

Hearing Xujiu's voice, Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Comparatively speaking, she still prefers this Xujiu who threatens her from time to time, rather than the mysterious person who suddenly appeared and gave her the grace to save her life.

That person, Mo Li subconsciously wanted to stay away, she was sure that she was afraid of him.

It's ridiculous to say, the person of high status who spoke to her kindly, and who was eye-catching and wanted to marry her, her first reaction was to be afraid.

For no reason, is she a masochist?

From time to time, Xujiu threatened her with his life and wiping out his soul, and she was used to it.

Mo Li really wanted to give herself two big mouths, but in fact, she was sure that Xujiu would never dare to hurt her.

"What's the joy of?" Mo Li's voice was faint, and he couldn't hear joy, anger and sorrow.

"The soul power has increased greatly. This opportunity, I'm afraid it's your biggest gain from this mission. "Every change in Mo Li's body value, he can detect it at the first time.

"The biggest chance?" Mo Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shook his head as he looked at Jiang An, who had stopped playing the piano not far away and started to play alone.

For Mo Li, no matter how big the harvest this time is, it can't compare to this child who she conceived in October and watched her grow up little by little.

"Most of your tasks have been completed, don't forget, the original owner let you counterattack at the cost of your soul, so that you can complete the task in the shortest time, the faster the time, the greater your gain." Xujiu's cold voice once again reminded Mo Li that she was just a passerby in this mission world.

What is a passer-by, that is, to leave, without the slightest ripple, no one knows, and no one cares.

"I know." Mo Li nodded, the original owner let her counterattack, not let her enjoy.

She completes the counterattack, and naturally the original owner will come back to live her prosperous life.

"Hurry up and come back, there are still a lot of tasks ahead." Xujiu's voice was as cold as ever, but there was also a faint hint of imperceptible relief. (To be continued.) )