Chapter Ninety-One: Won't Leave

At noon, Meng Ji walked in front of Luo Hong with the box.

At this time, Luo Hong was repairing the disappeared booklet with his memory.

Finding that Meng Ji was back, she didn't ask too much, "How is it?" Someone found? ”

Meng Ji took out the box and put it in front of Luo Hong.

"Found it, he asked me to give you this thing, maybe it will be useful to you."

Luo Hong put down the pen in her hand, and slowly moved her gaze to the top of the box.

"This box?"

Luohong's movements were slow, she couldn't believe that this box was still there.

"I thought, haha, I thought this was long gone, haha, I really thought it was ...... Ha ha. ”

Luo Hong was crying and laughing, looking quite funny.

"You know what? You gave him a box when he died, and inside is the tip of his nose that I bit off. ”

Luohong opened it, and when she saw that it was really that thing, she smiled even brighter.

At the same time, more tears were shed.

"Look, it's really the same as I thought! It's really the same. ”

How long has it been since she cried in all these years? Luo Hong thought as she touched the water on her face.

In the past few hundred years, she has not shed tears for hundreds of years because of his sentence Don't cry.

"I'm sorry to let you see me crying, don't tell him, he doesn't want me to cry the last thing."

Luo Hong wiped away her tears, patted her face and smiled.

"Where is he now? I want to see him, can you take me there? ”

Luo Hong happily held the box and stroked it.

"I'll just say, how can he, a storyteller, know so many things about me, you can take me to meet him quickly."

Meng Ji stood in place, not knowing how to explain the cause and effect of this to Luohong.

He looked at Luo Hong's expectant face.

and thought of the storyteller's instructions.

He pondered for a while before saying, "He was reincarnated, and the storyteller was his deceased from his previous life, and was invited by him to help him recover his memories after his reincarnation. ”

Afraid that Luo Hong would not believe it, Meng Ji said again: "You don't know, right? He told his story that the storyteller died later, and he also gave him all his important evidence, just thinking that he could find you for the rest of his life. ”

Meng Ji said and looked at Luo Hong.

"This storyteller tells the same story year after year just to wait for you, to pass on the things he wants to pass on to you, and now that the storyteller's business is done, he is back."

Meng Ji told Luo Hong what the storyteller said to him.

Luo Hong's heart was like a knife when she heard it, she had been living in seclusion all these years, and she thought that this would make them miss it countless times.

"Where's the first place to take him? Where is he who is reincarnated? I want to see him, now! You take me to him! ”

Meng Ji looked at Luohong and cried into tears, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"He didn't tell me where the person you were looking for was, but he said the person was right next to you."

Luo Hong suddenly thought of something and ran out with the box.

"That's it, it must be like this."

Luo Hong touched the box that was clutched to his chest.

Thinking about the scene when I met Luo Ming.

She thought he should have remembered?

Meng Ji looked at Luo Hong, who was running wildly.

This time, she ran fast, and you didn't look lame on her feet.

Meng Ji remembered that she always said that she had a leg problem and couldn't walk well.

Now she can overcome the fear in her heart for him.

Meng Ji, who felt that it was magical, did not follow her to find the person she was looking for.

He figured they needed a moment to be alone, so he flew in the air and watched them quietly.

The memories in the mind of Luo Hong, who was running quickly under the alley, continued to ferment.

Meng Ji quietly looked at the black box in her hand.

In fact, he couldn't figure out who the storyteller and Luo Ming were the ones that Princess Luohong liked.

After all, one owner of all their memories is happy and sorrowful, and one has his soul.

Both of them seem to deserve the belated love of Luohong, but they can't.

Meng Ji frowned at the thought of this.

Yan Qi came to mind again.

His heart was also infinitely desolate.

He didn't know what he would do if Yan Qi was asked to choose her one day?

Meng Ji pondered whether he would give up Yan Qi and choose blessings? Or will Bai Ze not like Yan Qi at all?

Will Yan Qi also have a little bit of invitation to himself?

Thinking wildly, Meng Ji smiled bitterly.

Now he understood why the storyteller had told him that they were sick with the same disease.

In fact, they are all plagued by the same problem.

It's just that the storyteller chooses to bless, and he chooses to fight.

No matter what the outcome is, Meng Ji wants to do his best to fight for it, even if he can't get anything, he doesn't want to regret it.

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Meng Ji's thoughts drifted away, and Luohong, who had been running wildly all the way, finally stopped not far from where he walked out.

A shy young man looked around with something in his hand.

Seems to be looking for something.

Until the eyes meet the falling red.

He stopped, and frantically stopped where he was.

Luo Hong was overjoyed.

She ran to him with great joy.

Looking at the mediocre-looking young man in front of her, she threw herself into his arms without thinking about it.

"Luo Ming! I thought I would never see you again. ”

Luo Hong finally knew why she was so stubborn and wanted to be liked.

Because the people she likes have always made her liked.

It's just that during the time she spent fighting with the Eater, some of her memories were encroached upon by the Eater.

Because they wanted to break her.

But she wasn't defeated, she survived.

"Luo Ming, let's not separate in the future, okay?"

Luo Hong hugged Luo Ming and said to herself.

The feeling of loss was too painful for her, she had lost so much in her life.

More than one suffocates her.

"No, no, never to leave you again."

Luo Ming comforted Luo Hong carefully, and then helped her put the hairpin in her hand on her head.

Luo Hong touched the hairpin on her head and was sad and happy.

"Where did you find this hairpin? I thought I had lost it. ”

Luo Ming took Luohong's hand and said shyly: "I don't know, I held it in my hand when I was born, and everyone in the family said it was very strange." ”

"But I guess I'm meeting you."

Luo Ming said, taking out a ring: "My princess, please marry me." ”

Luo Hong looked at the ring and happily took it.

"Yes, I do."

Luo Hong took the ring and was happy like a child, she can really get married like a normal person now.

Luo Hong happily watched the ring bounce happily in place.

"Can our wedding take place in three days?"

Luo Ming nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll make you realize whatever kind of wedding you want."