Murong Zhi turned over, was woken up by the cold wind, looked at the window, the moonlight was sparsely reflected on the man who didn't know where to look through the branches, elongating his figure, looking so lonely, like a confused child, people couldn't help but feel distressed. This is a man with a story!

"Are you okay?" Murong Zhi thought of his former little cousin, it would be good if he had a friend like his younger brother in this world, and felt that he should still save this runaway boy.

...... "Do I look good now?" Ling Mochen didn't move.

"Are you cold? Why don't you close the windows? "Big brother, what do you mean? You're not cold, I'm cold!

...... "Huh! This king will ignore you, and he was still careless about this king just now.

"Oh, by the way, what's your name? How can I call you in the future? "Well, the first step to making friends is the name, no problem!

"My surname is Ling." Indeed, oh, otherwise this fat man will forget what to do with himself in the future.

"Well, then call you Xiaolin, right?" Okay, maybe this hero is a wanted criminal who robs the rich and helps the poor or something, so he didn't say his name, it's okay, Miss Ben understands, it's not good to be a good person.

"No, you can't!" Hmph, where is this king small, is this king bigger than you?

"Uh, Lin Daxia? Big Guy Lin? Xiaolinzi? Grove? Dalin? Erlin ......, "Okay, it's okay to accommodate the runaway boy."

"Okay, just call me Ah Ling, and besides, it's Ling, not Lin!" Alas! What does this fat man think about in a day? Also groves.

"Oh, oh, Ling." Little pot friend, are you satisfied? Sister is so patient, come and give an award!

"Well, this king has left beforehand." The corners of Ling Mochen's mouth rose unconsciously, and after closing the window, he turned around and flew away from the window on the other side, leaving Murong Zhi drooling alone-

At that turn, the moonlight shone on his face, and although it was only for a moment, it was ...... Oh, my God! What's that, this man looks too cute, right, but it's not the kind of cute little family, there is still fortitude on his cute face, handsome, and charming......

"This unisex face!" He can't be the male favorite of some aristocratic rich man, right? Is it a man or a woman, or a man......

Murong Zhi is non-stop YY here, Ling Mochen over there-

"Ah Ling." Mother, do you know, no one has called me Ah Ling for a long time, but today someone called me that, but that person always called me Ah Lin, but I still felt very kind. Mother, when I find out the truth, I will definitely listen to you and live the life you want, Mother, I will definitely take care of myself, and you must take care of yourself over there. By the way, mother, I recently met a fat guy and she was funny...... Ling Mochen sat cross-legged in front of a tombstone, holding his head and drinking wine, with a smile on his face.

When Murong Zhi got up in the morning, she found a few words written with water marks on the table, and she unconsciously smiled.

"From now on, I will come to talk to you every day. Ah Ling"

"Yes, it's not a bad day."

Ling Mochen, who was squatting on a branch outside the window, looked at Murong Zhi, who was smiling like a meat bun, and also relieved himself. When she laughs, her little eyes are like a beam of light, piercing all the black haze in this world, illuminating the way forward for herself, even if the road is full of thorns, what is there to fear!

"Heh, this fat man."