Chapter Eighty-Five: It's Raining
"It's raining?"
"It's raining!"
The originally bright sunlight just now gradually faded, and drop after drop of water fell on the ground, Bing Ling'er stretched out her hand to feel it silently.
Her beautiful pupils couldn't see what she was looking at, and suddenly the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, and the corners of her eyes were unconsciously dyed with a smile......
Yimo saw that her extremely beautiful eyes were full of the agility of the past, and at this time, she seemed to have regained her love of laughing, crying and playing.
"Hahaha......"
Bing Ling'er turned over, ran barefoot into the rain, under the peach blossom tree, the flowers and rain were colorful, and her laughter filled the whole leisurely house!
Bing Ling'er laughed and made a fuss, as if she had forgotten all her troubles, like an elf who played in the world and the world, so beautiful that she couldn't be a beauty!
In Gui Sixuan, the man is dressed in a clean and extreme white robe, his hair is scattered, revealing delicate and beautiful facial features, like a person who has come out of a painting!
His beautiful eyes are extremely cold, like the extreme ice on the top of a snow-capped mountain, his dusty facial features have the indifference of no one else, and his tall nose and dreamy thin lips make people fascinated! There is an aura of abstinence all over the body, which makes people want to stop.
At this time, there was a sadness in his eyes, as if sadness had crawled all over the person, and from a distance, he was like a fairy shrouded in sadness.
"Master."
Hearing the voice, he quickly hid his expression and asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"
Shadow said, "They seem to have let their guard down on the Night Lord!"
"What does the news say?"
"We didn't get any news about it!"
The shadow asked puzzledly, "Master, they don't seem to be wary of the Night Lord now, why is that?"
Mo Yan looked at the pavilion expressionlessly, only to see that after the blow of the rainstorm, the flowers instantly became fragile, and he said indifferently: "It should be absolute self-confidence!" Nightdye should have some handle in her hands, so that she could indulge him with peace of mind. ”
"Is it the Night Lord's father?"
"Probably not, what she has in her hand must be a deadly handle that can make Night Dye not a problem!"
"I don't understand."
Mo Yan sneered: "Don't talk about you, even I don't know what it is!" When did the night dye fall to her again! ”
"Master, should we ......" A trace of darkness quickly flashed in the shadow's eyes, and killing intent emerged.
"No!"
"Master, there is one more thing!"
“……”
Mo Yan waved his hand and said, "Well, I know!" Let's go down! ”
"Yes."
Mo Yan said, if I think of you on a rainy day, then I would rather always be sunny, because this rain is like the rain in my heart, so sad.
"Stinky boy! What are you doing here? Sichun! ”
Before the old man arrived, Mo Yan frowned, looked at his old and disrespectful grandfather with displeasure, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"
As soon as the old man escaped from the rain, he heard the disgusted voice of his grandson, and immediately smiled: "What are you doing?" Lao Tzu told you that if you don't turn that girl back, Lao Tzu will be over with you! ”
"Are you sure you're not asking me to find something to kill her?"
"It's not!"
The old man smiled: "I just want you to marry her back for fun!" After all, that little girl is not easy to crutch! ”
"You're not afraid of the purple begonia coming down to you."
"Of course I'm afraid! But that girl shouldn't kill innocents indiscriminately. ”
Mo Yan raised his eyebrows: "How can you see it?"
However, the old man said indifferently: "The purple begonia is famous for its poisonous nature, but you may not know its only benefit!"
Mo Yan was puzzled: "Benefits?"
The old man sighed, his eyes solemn: "That old guy in the night is your father's sworn brother, although it is a sworn brother, but the two of them are like brothers!" Not only did that incident kill your parents, but it also hit him hard......"
Perhaps because he felt that his tone was too sad, the old man looked up: "Don't mention it!" The more I mention it, the more I want to cry! I don't know the role of the purple begonia! Come, stinky boy, tell me, do you have any feelings for that girl? ”
"Nope."
Mo Yan replied very simply, without a trace of mud and water, which directly made the old man speechless.
"No !!"
The old man exclaimed, "How could it not be! Look at that girl's gaze, it's not too gentle! Don't tell me it's fake! I don't believe it! ”
Mo Yan glanced at him and said, "When have I been gentle?" Could it be that you have a problem with your own eyes? Sure enough, it's old and useless! ”
"Stinky boy, who do you say is old! Lao Tzu is still in the prime of life! ”
As soon as he heard his grandson say that he was old, an old man was not calm in an instant! An angry roar followed: "Have you ever seen such an energetic old man as Lao Tzu!"
Mo Yan calmly took a sip of the tea on the table: "Yes!" You don't just are! ”
"You! Say! Miscellaneous! Whatever! ”
Hearing the roar of an old man, Mo Yan directly used light skills to leave, and the white figure disappeared into the rain.
"Stinky boy, don't rely on your own light work! Come back and give Lao Tzu a beating! Stinky boy, stop me! ”
Mo Yan said that he couldn't hear, and his feet turned and went in the opposite direction.
"Miss, it's raining so hard now, come back soon!"
Yimo looked at the cyan shadow and shouted.
In response to her, it was just a burst of silver bell-like laughter from Bing Ling'er, Yimo sighed, and said secretly, forget it! It's rare for Miss to be so happy, so let her have a happy time!
"Lalalala......"
Bing Ling'er hummed an unknown song in her mouth, and her lively and cheerful tone made people let go of the troubles in their hearts, and their eyes followed her figure together, and they were happy with her!
Even Mo Yan, who was hidden in the shadows, could feel her mood, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a gentle smile that even he hadn't noticed.
I don't know why, seeing her so happy, his own mood has unconsciously improved!
I don't know why just now, his body seems to be out of control, and he can't help but come to the place where she lives!
As soon as he came, he saw the little girl playing happily in the rain, and he really couldn't figure it out! How can any woman like to get in the rain?
Mo Yan wrapped his hands around his waist, quietly looking at this picture, and suddenly felt that the years were quiet, as if, this is not bad!
"Yimo, Yimo! Isn't it beautiful! ”
Bing Ling'er raised the thing in her hand and shouted happily.
"Yes! It's beautiful! ”
Bing Ling'er is holding a lotus leaf in her hand, and the lotus leaf is full of rainwater, crystal clear, very beautiful! Like ice in the sun, beauty shines.
Suddenly, Bing Ling'er put down the lotus leaf in her hand and spread her hands......
Mo Yan raised her eyebrows, what is she going to do?
Yimo looked at Qianying in the rain in surprise, others may not know what she is going to do, but Yimo knows!
Miss, she's going to ......
Bing Ling'er gently stretched her limbs and jumped up...... The sound of raindrops hitting the water, trees, and eaves seemed to accompany her, squirming, ticking! Interwoven into a beautiful melody.
"Hahaha......"
Yimo didn't expect that her young lady would be so happy that she danced directly in the rain!
At this time, Bing Ling'er can't see anything, can't hear anything, she is like an elf who doesn't care about the world, pure and flawless! She danced happily and beautifully.
Mo Yan thought, it is estimated that no one in this world dances more beautifully than her! Her dance is like a fairy, and her voice is like a heavenly sound!
She swayed to the fullest with the flowers floating in the sky, as if she was in a hurry to welcome the raindrops, and staged a fantastic peerless painting, but it was a pity that there were only two spectators for such a beautiful day.
Dense as silver quills rain silk light veil shrouded the world, a bend of green water like a green Luo jade belt around the forest, the distant mountains are invisible.
The rain and dew blow the very slender phoenix tail bamboo, gather into beads, slide down along the elegant and unique leaf tail, the crystal breaks the line generally, knocks on the oil paper umbrella, intermittently, Qingyue is like a lady striking the chime.
The natural melody makes her even more beautiful in the rain, and her every move is so exciting!
It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the dance is, there will always be a scene when it stops! Finally, Bing Ling'er got tired, and her dancing steps slowly stopped, and she walked to the chair in the pavilion.
She walked into the pavilion slowly, soaking wet from top to bottom! But it is difficult to hide the agility in her.
"Miss, I was very happy just now!"
"That's right! It's been a long time since I've walked in the rain! ”
Bing Ling'er smiled: "I remember that every time it rained in the past, I was the one who had the craziest fun in the valley!" No one can stop it! ”
"Hehe, that's it! I remember not knowing how many people were running after you, but you had a lot of fun! Later, Madame will ignore you directly! As I said, go if you like! ”
"That's, I remember that since my mother said that, every rainy day, I went straight to the lake to play!"
"That's right! Then the consequence of the rain was that I suffered from the wind chill and had to drink medicine! ”
Bing Ling'er pouted, "Don't mention this!"
"Help me go back to bathing."
Yimo said helplessly: "Yes."
“……”
Mo Yan touched his heart, his face was full of disbelief, if he didn't feel wrong just now, this feeling ......
No way! When pigs fly! There's no way he's going to be emotionally charged to another person!
Wrong! Wrong!
In our life, we are destined to have many chance encounters, encounter one thing, meet someone by chance, and make their lives more twists and turns. No matter what, there are always a few things that make you forget, and there is always such a person that makes you sigh.
No way! No way! He must keep his love!
Keep the tranquility, let everything return to the state of mind, do not cling to it because it likes, and do not worry about it because of the unreal; Keep the tranquility, let everything melt into compassion, and not be distracted by harm.
He just needs to keep his heart and love now! The rest, are not allowed to exist!
Mo Yan, don't forget! She and you are incompatible! Can't be emotionally attached to her! Absolutely not!
Under his suppression, the restlessness in his heart slowly pressed down!