"You haven't answered me yet, why didn't you come?" The boy asked again.

"You see that I do this kind of work, I must be a person who can't help myself, it's not up to me to decide whether I can come or not." Finally climbed up, Lin Lang gasped lightly.

"I can take you away." The young man looked at the pile of firewood and said lightly. "I can't leave yet, my kindness has not been repaid." Although Lin Lang is timid and can even be called cowardly, she is a principled person.

"Then where are you going to repay the favor?"

"I don't know, the world is big, there is always a place for it." Lin Lang pretended to reply easily.

"Will you ever come here again?" The boy turned.

"Probably." I couldn't bear to tell him that I was going to leave in more than a month: "If you can't wait, don't come again." Still with a smile on his face.

The boy turned his face to look at her, stopped talking, and walked away with a cold face.

Lin Lang watched him go away, this was probably the last time they met, Lin Lang shrugged his shoulders and began to get busy again.

I don't know how long it took for footsteps to come from behind him again, Lin Lang straightened up and turned around, the beautiful young man walked towards her with a handful of green plants in his hand, the autumn wind brought up his long hair and clothes, and still smiled on the floor, Lin Lang's heart beat violently, even more violently than when he first saw Mo Xuan.

"Why are you back?" Lin Lang couldn't help but wonder why he went and returned.

I saw him pick off the plant leaves in his hand one by one without saying a word, took out a white handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her, and then crumpled the leaves in his hand into a ball and put it on the handkerchief.

Seeing that he kept a straight face, Lin Lang lowered his voice: "Don't be angry, okay?" "She is very good at coaxing people, when she is with Mo Xuan, no matter who is right or wrong, the first person to bow her head is always her, because she is afraid of losing, so she will be cautious, and would rather be humble to the dust.

It's just that what she doesn't know is that the more she is afraid of something, she still loses Mo Xuan in the end, maybe in the world of feelings, the more she loves with all her might, the more deeply she hurts.

"Take it back and put it on your back, and it won't hurt tomorrow." The young man looked at her with cold phoenix eyes.

Tears instantly welled up in his eyes, Lin Lang bit his lip lightly, stubbornly not letting the tears fall.

"Actually, I don't call it horse brain." He said in a trembling voice, with a smile on his lips.

"I know." The boy just replied lightly.

"Let's go!" Holding back tears, recalling that she was also urging Mo Xuan who refused to leave at the door of the house in the past, Lin Lang grinned and kept smiling, this young man who had only met twice did not have a good word in his mouth, but his actions were warmer than a thousand sweet words.

"Well......" The young man answered, his eyes met Lin Lang for a long time before he spoke: "Take care!" ”

"Thank you!" Lin Lang quickly turned his back to him, "You go!" "Hands are constantly waving behind his back.

When she turned back again, there was no one behind her, and her heart was suddenly full of loss, if it weren't for the handkerchief in her palm, she would think that she was hallucinating, looking down at the pure white handkerchief in her hand, stretching out her fingers to caress it, but she found that her hands were really dirty, and tears fell on the handkerchief drop by drop with the moment she bowed her head.

"Miss Lin!" The voice of Brother Mask can be heard in the distance.

Lin Lang hurriedly wiped away his tears, quickly stuffed the handkerchief into the neckline, tidied up his clothes, took a deep breath, pulled out a smile and strode in the direction of Brother Mask's voice.