Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Destination Should Be the End

For example, the fallen leaves will fall from the ground to the sky, for example, the survival time of the Nangong butterfly is limited to 17 years. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this world where the gods are not visible, she is the one chosen by the world, but this kind of 'special' is difficult to describe with 'luck', or perhaps, it is precisely because of this 'misfortune' that she is 'lucky' to get special treatment from Mu Zhaoling.

"Two worlds...... Nangong Die muttered, "Before today, I haven't met you, two complete strangers...... It's going to touch somewhere, you say. ”

Mu Zhaoling carried her on her back and walked in the shade of the tree, outside the shade was bright and clear sunshine, and the early autumn was hot, but the two of them looked very cool and comfortable.

"People in this world, even if they don't know each other, will definitely have a similar side, and this is what you want to say, using the similar side as a link to connect multiple people. ”

Nangong Die's body is very weak now, even if she talks to people, she is a little powerless, so she has to let out a soft nasal voice.

"Hmm. ”

She feels that everything in this world has a gentle place, and if you touch each other with your gentle side, then there is nothing that cannot be accepted by each other.

This is a very pure girl, to understand the world with her own purity, of course she can see the pure places in this world, but purity is only a small corner of the world, it can change, very limited.

"It's a wonderful world. "Mu Zhaoling doesn't hate her, even... A little pity.

The years he has passed are too long, and many memories have been blurred, maybe he has met someone similar to this girl recently, and it is so pure, it should have happened a very regrettable thing, so he will feel pity now, but he has long lost his memory......

Doesn't it seem pathetic? No, because he's a transcendent god.

Nangong Die didn't say where she was going to carry her, but Mu Zhaoling instinctively carried her to the main gate of the school, and the person who picked her up should be waiting for her there.

"The ......"

When approaching the school gate, Nangong Die's weak voice suddenly sounded.

"Can you carry me again next time......

The feeling of leaning on his back, like... Found a home... It's really strange, all the people I have been afraid of have drifted away like smoke......

It seems like... Death isn't that scary, is it?

Alas... Mu Zhaoling sighed silently, Nangong Die may have known his physical condition at a very young age, but now he is almost at the limit, and he may die at any time......

"Hmm. ”

Since he is a fairy, he should have the appearance of a fairy, and everything will follow fate.

Nangong Die didn't speak, she gently rubbed Mu Zhaoling's shoulder, this should be thanking, right?

At the school gate, the person who picked her up was already waiting for her there.

It was a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper, with a mustache, and as soon as he saw the Nangong butterfly on Mu Zhaoling's back, he immediately ran forward eagerly.

"Miss, are you alright?"

He was scrambling around, but now the young lady was being carried, and he didn't know what to do at this time.

Mu Zhaoling spoke, "It's too weak, she doesn't have the strength to speak now, let's take her back first." ”

"Ahh "The housekeeper is also too anxious, Miss This situation often happens at home, but she is too weak to move, and her life is not in danger.

He hurriedly opened the car door, while Mu Zhaoling carefully carried Nangong Die into the car.

After these were done, the housekeeper wiped a handful of sweat, "Thank you so much, if you don't carry the young lady out again, I will rush in." ”

The two are now outside the car, and the conversation will not be heard by the people inside.

"Didn't her parents come?" Mu Zhaoling was a little puzzled by this, Nangong Die was so weak, even if it was because she was stubborn and had to come to school, there was no reason for only this one person to pick her up, right?

With a character like hers, the relationship with her family will definitely not be bad.

But these are all family matters, and the housekeeper doesn't seem to want to talk to him in detail, so he just smiles bitterly, "The lord and the lady are too distressed for the young lady, if they see this scene, they will definitely shed tears, that is not good for the young lady." ”

After a simple explanation, the housekeeper said goodbye, "Thank you so much today, I'll go back first." ”

"Wait a minute," Mu Zhaoling stopped him in a loud voice, "I'll give you my phone number." ”

The housekeeper was stunned, he didn't understand what the other party meant, "No need, Miss rarely comes to school." ”

"That's not what I mean," Mu Zhaoling took out his phone from his pocket, "I'm friends with her, if you need my help with anything next time, just call me, well, tell me your phone number." ”

Although he was a high school student, he felt surprisingly reliable, and the housekeeper did not refuse again and reported his phone number. If something really happens to the young lady, he also has someone to contact.

After hearing the other party's mobile phone ringing, Mu Zhaoling hung up the phone, simply said goodbye, and left.

――――Nangong Family――――

A beautiful woman is talking to Nangong Die who is lying on the bed, and she smiles a little forcefully, "Fluttershy, how does it feel to be in school?"

She is Nangong Die's mother-Mo Ru, she has always been against her daughter's schooling, but her daughter is too stubborn, and if she doesn't agree, she is afraid that she will be in a bad mood, so she can only nod.

Now too, if you pretend to be happy, then your daughter can worry a lot.

"Well," although Nangong Die was still very weak, she was able to speak now, she seemed to think of something happy, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, "I met a very beautiful person." ”

"Is it a female classmate in the same class?"

"No, it's a boy, first grade. ”

"How can a boy be described as 'pretty'. ”

"Hmm......" Nangong Die thought about it, Mu Zhaoling's situation was indeed very strange, she looked more beautiful than her, but others seemed to turn a blind eye, "It should... It's the beauty of the soul, isn't it?"

I don't understand, but it's not a very important thing, and if you don't understand, you won't understand.

Mo Ru touched her hair dotingly, "Okay, I've already gone to school today, so let's stay at home this month." ”

"No," Nangong Die shook her head, a strange light flashed in her eyes, "Mom, that person, I want to contact him no matter what." ”

"Then you have to take care of your body. Mo Ru wanted to refuse directly, but she was afraid of hurting her daughter's heart, so this could be regarded as a roundabout opposition.

"It's okay, we made an appointment, if I can't walk, he will carry me. ”

When she said this, there seemed to be some faint and indescribable brilliance on her face, joy, peace, and yearning......

Mo Ru suddenly felt that her eyes were hot, and such an expression ...... It's what she's always wanted to give.

"Hmm. ”

This complicated mood is really indescribable.