Chapter 121: The Crooked Strike (29)

"Little chestnut, little chestnut, little chestnut." The lively and naughty girl laughed and deliberately shouted several times, "I won't call you brother, what can you do with me?" ”

"You"

There was a slight sound of the sleeves rubbing, and then there was an "oops", and the girl let out an exclamation, "Little chestnut, you let go of me, you hold me so tight, I will turn my face." ”

"Oh?" The smile grew in the young man's voice, "Meng Meng, quickly turn one over for you to show Brother Bai?" ”

"Bang", a crisp sound of lips touching skin, I don't know who kissed whom, and I don't know where I kissed.

Then, on that day, there was a sudden silence in that courtyard, and there was no sound for the whole day.

Since then, the little girl sitting under the banyan tree has begun to habitually squat at the root of the wall and listen to the corner next door.

There seemed to be only two people in the opposite yard, one was an innocent, lively and lovely girl, and the other was a gentle, spoiled and tolerant teenager.

In this way, spring went to autumn, and for a whole year, the little girl in the pink skirt never went out of her yard, and she never saw anyone else.

Little by little, the tiled scroll began to dissolve, and gradually and completely disappeared into nothingness.

Dill also slowly came back to her senses from what she had just imagined.

"Is this me, fourteen-year-old?" The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, showing an unnamed smile, and a pair of eyes as black as ink were actually dyed with a sadness that had never appeared before.

When I first saw the little girl in the fantasy world, dill was able to watch it as a story, with the mentality of a spectator.

And this time, I actually integrated my thoughts and feelings when I looked at it.

That little girl, her heart must be very longing and longing......

Although, maybe I couldn't see it clearly at that time, but this time I jumped out of the authorities and saw it clearly.

There are many things that may really be different from what I thought I was, for example: why the girl refused to call the young brother was not because of her naughty personality, but because of something else.

System: Host host, are you still alive?

Dill rolled her eyes at the void: What do you say?

"Whew" The system breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with relief: I just called you several times and you didn't pay attention, I thought you had a magic barrier.

"Demon barrier" Dill stretched out her hand, her fingertips touched the falling raindrops, and it was cold, "Maybe." ”

The self just now is probably a demon barrier, and it is the kind of magic barrier that he enters willingly and without regrets.

System: Host, it's raining, aren't you going to hold an umbrella or how to avoid it?

"Are you going to hang up for me?"

System:...... When I didn't say.

As a disciplined and dignified system, it will never be casually hung up on the host!

"Since I didn't ask you anything?"

The system muttered quietly: "I don't open the host I can open it myself, anyway, the host is so six, and I have opened so many hangs, and it's not bad for this one." ”

Probably to calm the mood just now, the dill did not isolate the rain, but walked down the street soggy like this.

However, she seems to have forgotten that this body is not her own, and that it can be sick from the rain. Or maybe she remembered, but she didn't want to bother with it that much.