The rain was wet and cold, and the coolness invaded all the bodies, and the book kite got up from the ground.

patted the mud on his body and sighed self-deprecatingly: "Let's go, old man book." He stood stunned for a long time, and then he left, as the twilight deepened.

The damp path after the rain, the feet on it were soft, and by the moonlight, the book kite aimed at a more remote place, the wordless tombstone.

Every time she came over, she could see that the cemetery should have been uncleaned all year round, surrounded by weeds, and even the tombstones were full of dust.

It's like a deserted tomb.

Although the book kite is not small, he is actually afraid of ghosts, but since his relatives are buried here, he is fearless.

She followed the wind, walked over, removed a small patch of weeds in front of the tomb, and went back to Shu Zhixiang's tomb to take half of the flowers.

"Old man Shu, I've done a good deed for you."

Shu Kite knew that Shu Zhixiang would not be angry.

She neatly laid out the flowers in front of the tomb, bent down, and left.

I didn't notice at all that the man standing in the distance took all this into his eyes, and the man's cold eyes softened a little, and only after the book kite left did he walk towards the cemetery.

The book kite returned to the maple forest, and just parked the car, the mobile phone rang, and the book kite picked it up and looked at it but didn't answer.

Pushing open the door, sure enough, Ke Lan was still in the posture of making a phone call.

The book kite quietly walked behind Ke Lan and patted her on the left shoulder, so scared that Ke Lan's phone almost didn't hold it steady.

Ke Lan glanced at the book kite: "Where did you go to wave?" ”

"How can such a good place tell you." The book kite went around to the blue room, took an apple from the table, wiped it on the corner of his clothes, and took a bite.

It wasn't sweet, it was astringent, and I put it back again.

Ke Lan didn't taste it, picked it up and threw it into her arms: "I ate it, I know you like to eat sweet, I deliberately bought it sour." ”

The book kite pursed her lips, held it in her hand, and glanced at the trash can.

Ke Lan sighed, snatched the apple, and threw it into the trash: "Show me the medical records." ”

Looking at the outstretched hand in front of her, the book kite didn't want to show her, so she found a reason for the bad street: "It's much better than before, so I'll throw it away." ”

After speaking, he habitually rubbed his nose and fell back on the sofa, Ke Lan's face changed slightly, and he withdrew his hand.

"Go back to your house."

"I'm hungry."

happened to have a rumbling stomach, and the book kite kicked his nose on his face: "I want to eat noodles, with meat." ”

After speaking, completely ignoring Ke Lan's expression of wanting to kill, he grabbed his hair and lay on the sofa.

The whole person looks listless.

Ke Lan gritted his teeth and turned to the kitchen: "You are really my ancestor." ”

Maybe in the last life, she owed the book kite.

After Ke Lan left, Shukite took out his phone and clicked on the photo.

The photo is Shu Kite's fifth birthday, a photo of their family of three, and it was also her happiest day in years.

The book kite was stunned when he saw it, and Ke Lan's noodle bowl was placed on the table with some force, making a crisp sound.

Shu Kite came back to his senses, got off the sofa, picked up the noodle bowl and sniffed violently: "Hmm...... It's so fragrant. ”

Anything you eat when you're hungry is fragrant, a bowl of ordinary noodles, and the book kite eats with relish.

Ke Lan pulled out a chair and sat opposite the book kite, a pair of eyes staring at the book kite.

Seeing the little mud on her body, if she wanted to ask, she was forced to be pressed down.

Ke Lan took an apple, took a bite, and said casually: "I just met Uncle Yu, and he said that the person opposite was going to move in in the past two days, and it was a man." ”

The opposite side was rented out a month ago, and now the simple decoration has been completed, but the person who rented the house has never shown up, and even Uncle Yu, the landlord, has never seen it.

Uncle Yu is their landlord, in his forties, humorous and kind.

The person who rented the house turned out to be a man, and Ke Lan felt inconvenient when he thought about it.