Chapter Eighty-Four: The Love You Give Has Been Quiet

On the playground of the red plastic track, blue and white students slowly walked towards the teaching building, blue and white is not only the school uniform, but also the color of the campus sky.

It's just that there is a little bit of red mixed in it.

A woman more than three meters tall and wearing red makeup in her wedding dress swayed with the crowd towards the teaching building.

But it didn't attract the slightest attention.

The right emperor is now the shadow of Feng Unreasonable, and it is also his anchor to stay awake, if he is allowed to leave, not to mention how panicked others will be when they find out that he has no shadow, I am afraid that Feng Unreasonable will fall into the muddy state of the past Yin God Manifestation and the torso of Domination.

"Yin God? What is that? ”

After sitting back in the classroom, Jiang Hao was very puzzled by what Feng Wuli said about the Yin God.

Feng Wuli is not particularly easy to explain, he quietly took out his mobile phone under the desk, trying to Baidu Baidu.

"Chinese name, yin god, foreign name, yin god, representative, partial information in maternal inheritance, nature, storage ......"

Well, there is no use for fart.

"The Taoist explanation is that people are divided into yang gods and yin gods, which is very mysterious, and it is related to reincarnation, I was born without a yang god, so I need this shadow."

In a small classroom, the right emperor stood next to Feng Wuli.

She was already tall, and counting her golden hair, her head was basically against the ceiling.

The bridal girl appeared in the classroom, dressed in a bright red wedding dress as red as blood, and the whole classroom lost its color under her dazzling red.

She just stood quietly next to Feng Wuli.

The two classmates talked and laughed as they passed by her.

There was a cold war.

"How do you feel a little cold?"

"You're false, aren't you?"

The eyes of the right emperor were always on the wind unreasonable in his seat.

"Nine Shadows, Dragon, Right Emperor...... Doesn't your bracelet also have a shadow of Sister Wang? Why haven't you seen him come out? ”

"His name is Suo Guan, he has a salty personality, and he is a social phobia, and he is unwilling to communicate with others."

"Huh?"

"Hmm."

Jiang Hao sneered, and the wedding girl on the side slowly squatted down.

Even if she squats, she is taller than the wind unreasonably sitting.

I saw her holding Feng Unreasonable Hand in both hands, placing it on one side of her face, and slowly closing her eyes.

"What's wrong with you today?"

Feng Wuli can't fail to understand all her actions, and the right emperor's spiritual intelligence is very low, and he can't speak.

They never communicated verbally.

Only the company that has always been there.

"Wait a little longer, I'll go back with you and walk with you."

The bridal girl just closed her eyes, her eyelashes curled as beautiful as a fairy, and gently rubbed her hand on her face.

When school ended in the afternoon, it started to rain, and it was pouring out for a while, and it should not be long after.

A few boys rushed to cook, and some asked if there was an umbrella in the classroom, and walked with an umbrella.

The wind is unreasonable and does not study at night, and goes back to the incense and candle shop after school in the afternoon.

It's just that today he promised the right emperor to accompany her for a walk, and he planned to walk back.

Two or three miles is not far away.

"Do you have an umbrella, do you want to lend me to you?"

The rain outside sounded, and Jiang raised the umbrella in his hand.

"Bring it, it's going to rain these days."

"It's hard to come back from such heavy rain, right?"

"It's not going to be long, and I'm not afraid of the rain, but you don't get wet."

"Can I think that Master cares about me?"

Feng Wuli just laughed, "It's going to be very uncomfortable if you catch a cold." ”

Jiang Hao also laughed, "No, you have already helped me get through my cold this year, and I won't catch a cold this year." ”

"And that said?"

"I'm going to the cafeteria, be careful on the road."

The little girl beckoned, and Miyagi Mikagi, who came to walk with her, entered the rain curtain, and the rain fell on the umbrella of the two of them and shattered into countless splashes, and the back of the girl holding the umbrella in the rain gradually faded away.

"Let's go."

The wind smiled unreasonably, holding one of the fingers of the wedding maid.

She rarely comes out, and she doesn't necessarily come out to meet with Feng Wuli once a year, but there is no gap between the two of them, although she doesn't speak, but she just stands next to herself, and Feng Wuli has understood a lot.

When he was a child, he only reached her knees, and now he is up to his waist, but he still has to look up to see her.

I still remember the first time we met, when she was in the mountains and forests of Huaiqing's hometown, she pounced when she saw herself.

It's not a particularly good memory.

When I looked up, I found that her eyes were on me all the time.

Feng Wuli smiled at her.

He was holding an umbrella, but she was drenched in the rain, walked out of the school gate, and the wind unreasonably put away the umbrella.

The bridal girl stopped.

"I can't hold an umbrella for you, so I'll accompany you in the rain."

She still didn't go, and squatted down;

Wipe the rain from his face;

Slowly close your eyes and gently shake your head at him.

People with umbrellas on the road come and go.

Someone noticed that the boy who was drenched in the rain on the side of the road was acting strangely, and suddenly laughed at the place where no one was, and raised his hand.

The movements are particularly gentle;

It's like wiping the rain on someone's face.

"It's okay, let's go."

He led the bridal maid to walk in the rain;

She couldn't resist it, so she went with him.

It's just that instead of letting him hold one finger, she grabbed his hand, Feng Wuli's hand wrapped in her palm, and the other hand was placed on Feng Wuli's head to keep him out of the rain.

Although there was still no joy or sorrow on her face, Feng Wuli felt that she was a little angry.

He smiled helplessly.

In the gray sky, because of the continuous rain, the whole city seems to have lost color, in this gray city, she walks on the side of the road, like a black and white sketch of the city street, someone wantonly added a red makeup with watercolor.

Raising his hand like this, he planned to block the rain all the way to the wind unreasonably, and cover the wind all the way.

When he walked to the park, Feng Wuli saw a flower blooming well and picked it off.

He looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, "You lower your head, I'll help you put this flower on." ”

The huge and beautiful bridal woman naturally depended on him for everything.

She was unreasonably short to the wind, and she curled it up and coiled it on the green silk behind her head, and inserted a delicate red flower.

"It goes well with your clothes." Feng said with a smile.

The bridal girl beckoned, and gently patted him on the chest, which turned out to be a lot of dirt and fallen leaves when she had just picked the flowers.

She helped him get them down.

Feng Wuli waited for her to finish before saying, "Let's go, I'm almost home." ”

She took his hand again.

The pedestrians on the road were only up to her waist, she was a cut above the traffic lights on the sidewalk, and the cars on the street were not as high as her legs, because it took several steps to walk unreasonably, so her posture seemed very slow.

There was only less than half a mile left from Lao Cai, and the torrential rain had stopped at this time.

The clouds opened, revealing the sky higher and farther away, the sky cracked several times, shooting several golden rays of light towards the ground, as the cracks became larger and larger, the clouds and rain in the sky began to dissipate, and those few rays of light gradually expanded, and finally joined together, and in the blink of an eye the city returned to its color.

The sparrows on the telephone poles shook off the water, the stray dogs on the side of the road walked wet, and the pedestrians who saw that the rain had stopped reached out to test it, looked up at the sky, and put away their umbrellas, and the water on the ground reflected the blue sky in a divided way.

At sunset, there were several black clouds in the westernmost part, which were crossed to Phnom Penh at this time, and the continuous cumulus clouds in the east rolled like an avalanche in the sky, all painted orange and yellow.

The old street arrived, and the trees and eaves were dripping with water.

"I never said it, thank you for choosing me at that time."

Suo Guan chose the bracelet, Xiao Wei chose the mask, and the right emperor, even if he was a wedding girl, chose himself.

The bridal girl shook her head and said nothing.

She just leaned in again and gently kissed Feng Wuli on the forehead, Feng Wuli closed his eyes and felt her tenderness.

When I opened my eyes, my shadow returned.

She didn't say anything, but she said everything.

When he returned to the incense and candle shop, Wang Xilou sat under the eaves of the courtyard to shelter himself from the rain, holding a needle and thread in his hand and one of his clothes.

"I'm back."

She didn't raise her head, her fingers were twisted with needle and thread, and she looked at the clothes in her hands very seriously: "Your clothes are open, I'll sew them for you." ”

There is always someone who picks up the scattered you and loves you in peace.