The bald Taoist priest told him that in the demon girl's hometown, there was another him, which was his future.

Huo Quzhi looked at his future self, hugged Gu Lianlian tightly in his arms, and said in a firmer tone: "She is our woman, I don't allow her to be hurt!" ”

Mo Shaozhen had almost guessed what his young self was thinking at the moment: "So what? ”

"So ......"

Huo Quzhi lowered his head and kissed Gu Lianlian's eyebrows, almost in a pleading tone, with a reluctant decision: "Please...... Take good care of her...... I can't do it...... Please ...... Be sure to do it. ”

Huo Quzhi's throat seemed to be stuck, and it took a lot of effort to say a simple sentence.

He wanted to take care of himself, but if what the bald Taoist priest said was true, then he couldn't take care of it himself.

Huo Quzhi raised his head and looked at the meteor showers that sometimes crossed the sky, and the time for him to reunite with her was always pitiful, so little that he couldn't take care of her at all, and there was so little ...... He wants to look up to the sky and roar, why, he just wants a woman, but it's so difficult?

However, Huo Quzhi did not complain, fortunately, it was not others who could be by her side, but her future self.

Huo Quzhi comforted himself, so he didn't lose his demon girl, they have always been together, it's just that he can't feel it, but she can feel it, that's enough, he chooses to be content......

Mo Shaozhen didn't know what to say, he always regretted giving this girl a design book that could draw any door, regretting letting her intersect with his young self, he was still unwilling to let his young self endure such a long time of lovesickness.

Not to mention more than 2,000 years, but also 400 years, how can this young self survive little by little?

Mo Shaozhen sighed: "I'll give you two hours, you guys, cherish the two hours of meteor shower." ”

Because they will see each other again, it will be more than 2,000 years from now.

After speaking, Mo Shaozhen gave Rong Rong a look and went to wait in the building of the racing club.

Rong Rong is reluctant to leave, the matter has not been resolved, "Brother, brother, why are you leaving, how cool is it to meet yourself, let's sit down and talk together, or brush up on a barbecue, and watch meteor showers while eating?" ”

Mo Shaozhen scolded in a low voice as he walked: "Shut up!" ”

Rong Rong instantly weakened the chicken: "Oh. ”

followed Mo Shaozhen to the club, sitting on the sofa in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, Rong Rong played with his mobile phone irritably, felt bored after playing for a while, thought about it, and was not at ease: "Brother, you agreed, right?" Promise to lift the curse on my sister-in-law tonight? ”

Mo Shaozhen sat on the single sofa, holding a glass of red wine alone, and he didn't drink it, just playing with it in his hand, "You're very annoying." ”

"I didn't want to bother you, so I'm out, can I go and play with you? It's amazing, you can really come here, eh, how many years have you counted through me, brother, it's so cool, isn't it? ”

As soon as Rong Rong got up, he was stopped by Mo Shaozhen: "Come back." ”

"Don't you annoy me?"

Mo Shaozhen pressed his eyebrows: "Don't bother them!" ”

"Why? I just want to nag. ”

Mo Shaozhen pressed the red wine glass in his hand heavily on the coffee table, and said angrily: "After these two hours, I will have to survive alone for two thousand years before I can see your sister-in-law, do you think that more than two thousand years is two days, if you don't understand, let me stay on the wall!" ”