"Hey, you're dumb, I'll ask you again, answer." Mo Mo felt very frustrated, but was still silent and did not answer, as if it was not him who spoke out just now.

"Okay, okay, don't say it if you don't want to say it, my name is Momo, what's your name? Forget it, you know you can't ask if you don't want to talk. I live in this neighborhood, and no one lived here the other day, so I moved in so quickly, I don't think you're from here, you must have come from somewhere else, but what are you doing here? Holiday? I've heard from others that this house has been deserted for many years, and I only found it here not long ago, and I'm not from here like you, but I may not be the same as you......" Mo Mo felt that this was not like herself at all, but she felt that this teenager made her very comfortable, and she had never felt like she had before, so she was unconsciously close to him.

"Where are you from?" The boy asked suddenly. Mo Mo froze instead, she didn't expect him to say anything.

"I, ah, I come from a very far away place, it is really very far away, it is not accessible to any of you, this place is not at all like my native land." Mo Mo sat down beside the young man.

"My hometown is a pretty good place, of course it's not as good as here, but we don't have as many weird things as you have in your city, we don't even have cars there, and the writing is different." Mo Mo rarely met such a fateful person, although she didn't talk much, but she could listen to her heart, she didn't dare to tell others her exact origin, for fear of being caught in the study, this matter has been in her heart for a long time, Mo Mo is a child who can't hide things in her heart, and it's very hard to endure it for so long, but she doesn't dare to say so much, she still has reservations.

The boy listened quietly and said nothing.

"I want to go to my hometown, I want to go to the end of the world, I want to go through the other side of time." What Mo Mo said is like writing a novel, but the boy remembered her words, so that he could still be reunited after so many changes in the future.

"Ah, someone is here, I should go, I'm very happy to thank you today, and my name is Momo, don't forget, as for your name, let's talk about it when you want to say it." Mo Mo disappeared as if he had never been there in a gust of wind.

"Young master, it's windy outside, let's go in." A man walked over and said very respectfully. The boy didn't say a word and went straight into the house.

The servant shook his head regretfully, what an excellent child, but who knew that he would suffer from such a strange disease and die soon.