Chapter Fifty-Eight: Live Well

Neither of them spoke along the way.

Mo Liang just wanted to make this moment a little longer.

The two stood downstairs in the gazebo.

Jiu Nuan looked at him, and then at himself, the two of them were completely soaked.

I took out my mobile phone, which was already a little intruded in the rain, and dialed it.

She can't really take a boy home, not only because the rumors are not good, but because her mother will cramp and peel herself afterwards.

I must think that I can't study well, the little brother of the Huo Huo family.

Two minutes later, a teenager ran down from the next building.

Before the person arrived, he heard Wu Yuanfei's horn and couldn't stop: "I'll go, Brother Jiu, did you run back without a sound just to get caught in the rain?" Don't tell me it's because I'm inspired. I think you have a fight with the ancient poets, and you will be called crazy in the future, hahahahaha...

I don't know which unlucky guy will marry you in the future, life will definitely be exciting.

Will you talk to your future husband and the person will be gone.

Or the person who eats and eats is gone, and you fly away when you kiss or kiss your mouth.

Hahahahahaha

Or you can disappear when you sleep......" The more I thought about Wu Yuanfei's laughter, the more I couldn't stop, I was simply immersed in my own thoughts, I couldn't extricate myself, and I didn't see Jiu Nuan's darkening face at all.

"You're really getting more and more floating." Jiu Nuan clenched his fists, and the rattling sound made Wu Yuanfei find some of himself.

The words were a bit eerie, and he couldn't help but give a cold shiver.

"It's so cold when it rains in autumn! Hehe...... Hehe......"

Mo Liang never spoke, he always thought that the two of them were a couple, but listening to their conversation, it was not like that.

I don't know why I'm relieved.

The two of them were soaked, and Jiu Nuan didn't have time to talk to him, so she pulled the ink coolness in the dark in front of her and sent it to Wu Yuanfei.

"I'm sorry for you tonight, take him back to your house and help take care of it." Jiu Nuan has never bothered others to help, and he is the first person to let her open this mouth.

Wu Yuanfei swirled around the two of them in surprise.

Jiu Nuan patted him on the head angrily, "Put away your whimsical thoughts, quickly bring people back, and explain to your aunt yourself." ”

"Hey, hey... Hey... I understand, I understand. Wu Yuanfei looked at the two with a hippie smile.

You know the!!

Jiu Nuan turned his head to look at Mo Liang: "It's too late today, you stay at his house first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

Mo Liang looked at Jiu Nuan steadily, and let out a half-loud "um".

After Jiu Nuan walked out a few steps, he looked back at his eyes seriously: "Live well." The girl's voice was so clear in the empty night.

The dim street lights hit the young man, and the shadow was cast on the ground, which was infinitely elongated, and the young man looked unusually thin and slender, and a little pitiful.

The confusion and exhaustion in Mo Liang's eyes made him look more like a young beast that had lost its mother at this time.

His eyes became firm little by little, and he said, "Okay."

He kept watching her leave.

The girl rushed into the rain, and her figure disappeared in the darkness from time to time.

From the beginning to the end, Jiu Nuan didn't ask about him, as if it was a tacit understanding, he didn't mention it.

After school, Jiu Nuan and Wu Yuanfei had just walked out not far away, she vaguely heard the sound of the same table, and after letting Wu Yuanfei go first, she turned back.

The night was quiet, and all the echoes in the microphone were revealed.