Chapter 122: The Crooked Strike (30)

I don't know how long time has passed, and I don't know how far the journey has come.

The raindrops that kept falling overhead stopped at a moment, and they hit the fabric of a special material, making a "click" sound.

Dill looked up at a large black umbrella large enough to protect two people from the rain and a man in a black suit that blended in with the night.

"What are you doing when you don't stay at home in such a heavy rain?" The hoarse voice carries the tiredness of a long journey, but it looks particularly good because of the sound of the rain.

Dill didn't answer him directly, but first asked in her heart, "Is it him?" ”

After getting a positive answer from the small tablet, he glanced at the man lightly and said, "What does it have to do with you?" ”

The man on the other side didn't speak, but the mouth that was almost in a line revealed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "You're going to get sick like this." ”

The corners of Dill lips hooked up a nonchalant smile, but the same words spat out again in her lips: "What do you have to do with it?" ”

On the man's indifferent and cold face, suddenly like ice and snow melting, a warm and dazzling smile bloomed: "Don't be willful, I will be very distressed if you are sick." As he spoke, he lifted his hand and touched Dill's shoulder.

Dill leaned over slightly, avoiding the hand that was on her shoulder, the smile on her face remained unchanged, but the defense in her eyes became thicker.

"I don't like people touching me." A pair of perceptive eyes looked straight at the man in front of him and said, "Tell me, should I call you Nanlin, Ziye or the ancient city?" ”

"Well, Arlo is really smart." The man whose identity was exposed did not have the slightest embarrassment or surprise on his face, as if an expected thing had happened as expected, without the slightest deviation.

The sound of "A-Luo" really made Dill's pupils shrink, this man knew her name, but she didn't know anything about him.

As if he had seen through her thoughts through Dill's eyes, Gu Cheng spoke: "When Aluo remembers everything, she will naturally know who I am, so don't worry now." ”

The rain became heavier and heavier, the sky became darker and darker, and a street lamp by the street flickered and extinguished the light. In the dark night shrouded in dark clouds, the surroundings were pitch black, and only the window of a house that had not slept in the distance was faintly revealed.

Dill took a step to the side, and the ancient city followed her. The step of dill is small, the step of the ancient city is large, and the distance between the two people is closer.

The ancient city followed the steps of dill, and the two of them were like aimless travelers, even under the same umbrella, but still a world of their own, opposite as if there was no other intersection.

Maybe the body still has the memory of the original owner, and when Dill raised her head again, she had already walked downstairs to Zhang Ting's house.

silently stepped out of the world under the black umbrella and walked upstairs.

Behind Dill there has always been a gaze firmly fixed on her, with the most tender warmth in the gaze, but also the most crazy persistence, like a black hole that attracts all matter, so that they cannot escape.

However, dill never looked back, as if she had never felt it, leaving only the back of the person and the person's eyes that were fading away.