Mo Xun couldn't tell what he felt when he heard the "lover of his previous life", as if his heart had suddenly stopped, his face felt very hot, and he didn't know what kind of expression he used to face a hundred years old. m.

"I don't say that I don't believe it! I don't worship anything at home, but I also like to pinch and calculate. "Hundred-year-old is afraid that Mo Xun doesn't like this, and thinks it's feudal superstition.

The hundred-year-old also thinks it is very strange, he is obviously a reporter, and the celebrities who have interviewed the biggest coffee have won the Golden Rooster Award, but in front of Mo Xun, he stumbled his words. The hundred-year-old swore that his first love in high school was not like this.

"I still listen to what I believe. What did the fortune teller say to you?" Mo Xun drank his saliva, and the food had not yet come up, so he could only relieve his nervousness in this way.

"When I was with my ex-girlfriend, my parents didn't think very well of her, saying that she was cheating. At that time, I already wanted to propose to her, but I didn't listen to this, they said that they had met a fortune teller, and they had to take me to see it, so I couldn't help it. Seeing that Mo Xun was interested, the hundred years old talked to Mo Xun.

"After I went, the fortune teller said that I couldn't get along with her, and that my lover from my previous life would come to me. also said that I never dared to confess in my previous life, and she was embarrassed to say it. We missed it for the rest of our lives. Bai Sui said that he laughed, he didn't expect that in the end, his ex-girlfriend really cheated.

"Then do you believe that someone will really look for you?" asked Mo Xun.

"Originally, I didn't believe it, but then it was also a slap in the face! Baisui smiled awkwardly.

"Who do you think that person will be?" Mo Xun simply hinted madly.

"Huh?" Bai Sui didn't know how to answer, if it was Mo Xun, would it make the girl feel that she was too flirty, how could she do it?

"It's okay, why hasn't it been served yet. A little hungry. Mo Xun couldn't help but be disappointed when he saw the appearance of a hundred years old.

"Why don't you rush it?" Seeing that Mo Xun diverted the topic, Bai Sui himself awkwardly avoided the topic just now. At this time, the waiter brought the food.

After that, the conversation revolved around the food on the table, and the tense nerves of the two people relaxed. Mo Xun was not in a good mood because of the hesitation of the hundred-year-old, and drank a lot of wine. Bai Sui didn't say what he wanted to say clearly, he regretted it in his heart, and he was also a little drunk.

Mo Xun saw that he was 100 years old and drunk, and it was not good for him to send him home. helped the 100-year-old call a substitute driver, and then asked Huanqing to come and pick him up.

The hundred-year-old had drunk a little too much, and when he came out of the hotel and saw a young man who wanted to pick up Mo Xun, he was jealous of the wine: "What do you mean?

"This is my brother-in-law. You drink too much and can't drive. Mo Xun saw a hundred-year-old child, and felt that he couldn't cry or laugh.

"I don't care, isn't there a substitute driver? Get in the car, do you have access control at home? If not, I want to take you around." The hundred-year-old pulled Mo Xun's wrist with the strength of the wine, and dragged Mo Xun into the car. In this way, Huan Qingbai ran away.

"Eh, when are you going home?" asked Huanqing, but the hundred-year-old car had already driven away.

The hundred-year-old asked the eldest brother to drive the car to his old house. It was in the old town, and now it is inhabited by migrant workers and the elderly.

"Would you like to go up with me and have a look? This house has not been rented or sold, and it has been abandoned for some days. "Centennial is a little embarrassed

said.

"Do you like to bring girls back to the old house?" Mo Xun asked with a smile.

"No, I just want to take you over to see the fun, I was very fond of drawing when I was a child, and I drew a lot of strange things. My grandfather thought it was fun to draw what I painted, so he kept it. Bai Sui took out the key from his pocket and took Mo Xun upstairs.

The corridor is very dim, and there are no voice-activated lights, only the flash of the mobile phone can only be used to illuminate it. There are a lot of things in the corridor, a jar for pickles, a toilet left after the renovation, and so on. Mo Xun is still very familiar with this kind of place, and he lived in this place more than ten years ago.

"An eldest lady like you has never lived in such a place!" Bai Sui walked in front, and Mo Xun followed behind. Just like before.

"The environment here is actually pretty good. Mo Xun chose not to answer the hundred-year-old question head-on.

"That's where I grew up. When I was a child, my parents were busy, and I lived with my grandparents. "Baisui opened the door, and the smell of dust came to his face in the room.

"And what about your grandparents now?" Mo Xun asked, following the words of the hundred-year-old.

"A nursing home. Bai Sui said, the loneliness in his eyes could not be concealed. Mo Xun saw it in his eyes, so he could ask further.

"This house hasn't been cleaned up for a long time! It's so dusty!" Mo Xun wanted to sit down but didn't know where to sit.

"After my grandfather went to the hospital for a cerebral hemorrhage in 2015, my grandmother's health began to deteriorate, and the old couple had to move to a nursing home. Bai Sui lifted the flower cloth covering the sofa, let Mo Xun sit down first, and went into the house and took out a big box.

The box is a wooden box, which looks a bit old, and is painted with a mandarin duck pattern. When I opened the box, the paper inside was already a little brittle and yellow.

"Look at this, I drew it when I was in elementary school. Bai Sui handed the paintings inside to Mo Xun, and Mo Xun flipped them one by one. Tears unconsciously dripped out: this is Miaofeng Mountain, this is the old prince, Master Yichen, and Yunshan in his previous life......

"Where, where?" Mo Xun looked at these paintings in a frustrated manner, everyone in them was lifelike, why didn't he have himself?

Bai Sui looked at Mo Xun in a daze, why did she cry? I don't know why, seeing her crying, he was also very uncomfortable.

"Are you looking for her?" Baisui returned to the house and took out a picture frame, which was an oil painting of a peasant woman wrapped in a cotton jacket standing in front of a temple, her face was red, empty, and had no facial features, let alone expression.

Mo Xun knew who it was, it was herself, it was her padded jacket, it was her head rope, and this painting must be her.

"I painted this when I was studying oil painting, and I won an award, and my grandfather framed it. Bai Sui went back and took out this painting, and by the way, took out a tissue from the house to wipe Mo Xun's tears.

Mo Xun stretched out his hand and snatched the dusty picture frame, and wiped the dust off the frame with his sleeve.

"Did you just know me for a long time, is it you the lover in your previous life?"

"It's me. When did you remember?" Mo Xun asked excitedly.

"I don't remember anything, these words were drawn by my subconscious. The hundred-year-old answer disappointed Mo Xun again.

"In your previous life, you were also called 100 years old, and my name was Mo Xun. But the relationship between the two of us is complicated. "Don't find it

Under the frame, I looked at the sunny and handsome face of 100 years old, but what I thought of was She 100 years old at that time.

Who will talk to me if I keep looking for you, how many times will you accompany me in the morning and twilight? Mo Xun stretched out his hand to touch the face of a hundred years old.

"Complicated, what kind of complicated method?" Baisui couldn't wait to know what his past life was like.

"Drank too much. Send me back! Can I take the painting back with me? I'll give it back to you tomorrow. Mo Xun wanted to tell all the stories in one go, but he stopped when the words came to his mouth. Where did she start? He just painted a few portraits, and She Baisui's previous life was too strong, so it also had an impact on Baisui's present life. But this effect is not enough to remind the hundred-year-old of these things!

"Don't sit down anymore?" Bai Sui saw that Mo Xun proposed to leave, so he said to stay.

"It's getting late. Let's make an appointment another day!" Mo Xun patted the hundred-year-old on the shoulder. Bai Sui took out his mobile phone and called a substitute driver to send Mo Xun home.

That night, Mo Xun and Bai Sui didn't sleep well.

Mo Xun got up extra early in the morning, and she made breakfast for everyone. At the dinner table, Mo Xun told them about the memories of several of them at the age of 100, and everyone was very excited. But after the excitement, they have to live and go to work separately, especially the medicine tea house and the gold shop are not places to rest on weekends.

Mo Xun was in a good mood and pulled Xiaoxi to buy clothes. There are still things in the general gold store that did not accompany Mo Xun.

The two chatted and chatted, and talked about the past, after hearing the news of She Jiayun's death, Mo Xun was silent for a long time and said to Xiaoxi: "At that time, people didn't dare to express it, if it was put on hold until now, maybe we wouldn't have to suffer so much." ”

Mo Xun's words are sincere, if the folk customs at that time were as open as they are now, then I don't have to hold back for a lifetime if I like it. If there was GPS positioning at that time, and there was a mobile phone to contact in time, She Baisui would not have died.

"That's what I'm talking about. Now the young man is like me and Huanqing when they were young!" Xiao Xi also said with feeling, when she first went into the city and found some young people, she was still not used to it, thinking that it was a hooligan.

"Didn't you find out that She Jiayun liked you?" Mo Xun tried to ask,

Silence, after a long silence, Xiaoxi finally opened his mouth: "He always says that he dislikes me, but secretly he always helps me say good things in front of Grandma She Qi, I know all this." People pay attention to fate, I have this fate with Huanqing, and we will be together for as long as we know each other. I don't have this fate with Jiayun, but in my heart he is still my friend. ”

After shopping for a while, Mo Xun was a little tired, bought a lot of messy things, and planned to go and take a look, and then go to have a meal together.

The gold shop was still busy, and he was chatting with the cashier girl, and when he saw Mo Xun coming over, he helped Mo Xun take the big and small bags in his hand to the office.

"What did you buy?

"I'll show you later, I bought you a bottle of Chanel No. 5 perfume. Mo Xun took out the perfume very happily.

When she saw the perfume, she suddenly remembered the girl who was bought by Huanqing and Huanyu that she told her.

"By the way, that little girl is dead. This morning, a police officer came to my store and asked about it, and I was talking to the cashier about it just now!"