In the afternoon, the temperature was a little warmer, and Chu Li was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed, when Xuetuanzi suddenly jumped up and got down from the soft mattress.

Sure enough, within a moment, Miyachi Ruo came in. He had his long hair untied today, he was wearing a dark moire gown, and his cloth shoes stepped in, and he didn't make a sound at all.

He walked over to the bed and sat down, casting a shadow. Chu Li opened his eyes, saw that it was him, smiled, and prepared to fall asleep again. Gong Chiruo said loudly, "I slept too much today, get up and move." ”

She had to straighten up, but she was lazy and reluctant to move. She frowned, "Am I not bored?" When you are bored, you get sleepy. ”

Miyachi Ruo took the shawl folded at the head of the bed, put it on her, then lifted the quilt and hugged her.

She was suddenly suspended in the air, and quickly hugged his neck, and all of a sudden, the drowsiness disappeared a lot.

He carried her to the couch by the window, which was different from Delinyuan's, which was made of bamboo and covered with soft cushions, so that the sun could shine on it warmly and comfortably.

She lay down, sighed in contentment, and turned over to face him.

"It's so nice here, it's always warm, from morning to night, it feels like time flies so slowly."

Miyaikeruo sat next to her, tea brewing on the tea table. The tea in her room was not bitter tea, it was a health tea prepared by Mrs. Cinder, it had no aroma, it was sweet, and he took a sip and added honey to it.

Chu Li was surprised that he hadn't seen Gong Shu on the island these days, so he asked, "Where is Brother Gong Shu?" She paused for a moment and changed her words, "What about Gong Shu others?" "Learn the tone of Miyachi Ruo.

He laughed when he heard this, "You can call him whatever you like." "He's so doting on her, he'll say anything.

"Gong Shu is in Europe, and he and Pol still have things to do." It was vague, and he didn't tell her what was going on.

Chu Li nodded to indicate that he understood.

"I didn't see Gong Nanmu either."

"He's somewhere else on the island."

Chu Li, reaching out to touch his long hair that had fallen. His hair is like a waterfall, splashed with ink, and it is particularly beautiful. Gong Chuli thought of these adjectives, and still felt dissatisfied, and wanted to draw them with that brush.

It's a pity that she doesn't know how to draw.

"Why is your hair so long?" She grabbed the end of his hair, circled it with her fingers, and had a good time, while wondering, "Gong Shu Gong Nanmu and they are not so long." ”

"It wasn't that long." He grasped her fingers, and as soon as his eyelashes lifted, his eyes met hers' clear eyes.

The long hair began with his mother's joke - "Your hair is black and soft, I guess it will look better if it grows." When you were born, I looked like a daughter. His mother laughed at him like this, true or false, but he was very happy to hear it. He didn't see his mother very often, and he didn't even see him once in years. The mother's eyes were full of tenacious sadness, and her smile was less. But every time I see myself, I smile so beautifully. The last time I saw her, she was lying on a cold couch, her hair disheveled, and her already gray face was scarred that could not be retouched.

His beautiful mother went so early, so desolate, and alone.

Miyachi still remembers every word she has ever said, including these few jokes.

This hair has been left year after year, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, and he doesn't pay much attention to it on weekdays, and naturally he doesn't know that this long hair has become his trademark, along with his gray eyes. The people in the Order, down to the tiniest nameless killers, knew that their unseen master had these two distinctive signs.