The little girl is already dying, the little girl is carved in pink, sitting on the bench and shaking her little short legs, and the trees behind her are budding, flowering, and falling leaves, year after year.

Hearing the cicadas, the little girl looked back at the one behind her.

Looking around, I didn't see anything, and compared with her temperament of moving around and not being able to sit still, the pick-up on the side was even more dull.

He saw Feng Wuli in the distance, and Feng Wuli also heard what he said, smiled, and he beckoned.

But to the ears of others, it is probably just the noisy chirping of cicadas.

The little girl looked at the tree and the branches, and went under the bench again, and searched for something, but at last she could not find it, so she obediently sat down in the chair again.

The chirping of the cicadas disappeared.

In fact, the person she was looking for had been sitting next to her.

She instantly turned her head to look behind her, like someone was hiding from her, but there was nothing behind her.

The little girl wondered how she would meet Mr. Cicada.

She knew that there was a youkai living here, but not the bad youkai, the good youkai.

The bad dog chased her that day, and it was Mr. Cicada who helped her drive her away, and the mooncakes she gave to Mr. Cicada, the little rabbit keychain, and the pen and notebook she gave a few days ago were all taken by Mr. Cicada.

The little girl leaned back in her chair, looked up at the sky, pouted and blew, the child was innocent.

A woman approached, the little girl's mother, and she beckoned to the little girl on the bench.

"Go back, come here."

"Mom!"

The little girl ran over happily, took the woman's hand, and looked back at the empty bench, a little depressed: "I didn't meet Mr. Cicada today."

The woman pursed her lips, the summer is going to pass, how can the cicada survive the summer, she said gently:

"Autumn is here, Mr. Cicada is going back, and you won't be able to see it until next year."

The woman took the little girl's hand and went back, and the little girl turned back three times and looked at the empty bench under the tree reluctantly.

"Mr. Cicada, are we friends?"

She shouted loudly, as if she didn't care, the child was always particularly obsessed with something inexplicable, and the woman smiled and touched her head and pulled her away.

It's a pity that no one will answer her, because just now, Shi has already left.

The cicada chirping just now was the last goodbye between friends.

What I just said is:

See you next year.

Will you see you next year?

I don't know.

I don't know if the other party understands his farewell.

If you come here next year, if I remember, I'd like to ask you what autumn looks like.

He turned into a wisp of breeze, rolled up a few leaves, shook the branches of the roadside, chased away the wild cats on the roadside, and stole a balloon from the roadside balloon seller with some childish nature.

The balloon fluttered in the wind through the city, swaying over the treetops, and the glass of the office building reflected a balloon floating under the sky, flying too high and falling again, appearing in front of a mother and daughter walking on the street.

The little girl stared at the balloon and suddenly burst in front of her.

There was a soft snap.

In the burst of the balloon, she seemed to hear someone say this.

"See you next year"

Looking back, there was nothing under the bench, and she took her mother's hand and left, unable to help but look back.

The wind also left unreasonably and went back to the incense and candle shop.

See you next year.

Back at the incense and candle shop, there were guests coming.

Incense and candles are basically found in places like Lao Cai, and if you want to set up a shop on the street outside and sell incense and candles, you have to die.

In fact, in recent years, the business of incense and candle shops has become worse and worse, and they usually buy candles, fine incense and the like to incense the god cabinet.

Wang Xilou thought about whether to do something else.

Feng dismissed it unreasonably.

Anyway, it won't be able to live here for a few years and it will be demolished, so there's no need to toss so much.

Wang Xilou likes to squat on the computer chair on the counter, watching the little apprentice greet the guests, she holds her face and frowns:

"To tell you the truth, when the time comes to move somewhere else, Master doesn't have much education, and he doesn't know what to do to make money...... You can't keep selling your teeth, it's a shame."

Feng glanced at her unreasonably, "What are you doing to make money?"

"How can I support you if I don't make money?" She said rightfully.

Feng Wuli suddenly didn't want to struggle.

"Why do you think so much, you are an old lady who has lived for 800 years, and you are still worried about starving to death in modern times, and I will earn it when there is no money."

"That's not good, I'm Master."

She frowned, "Don't call me old lady."

"Then you go to make a movie, go make a zombie movie, act in your true colors, others say that you don't act like a zombie, you show your two fangs and scare them to death."

The wind unreasonably squeezed her away, sat in front of the computer, and squeezed the little zombie to the side.

Wang Xilou slapped him angrily, the little apprentice's muscles were really strong, Bang Bang was hard, she slapped it several times, Bang Bang Bang

The lights in the incense and candle shop are dim, and there are occasional people passing by in the old street outside.

"I suddenly want to suck a mouthful of your blood and taste something."

"I'm going to do the right thing for heaven and destroy you zombie."

He opened a game.

"Master has been a zombie for 800 years, and he has never sucked human blood once, and he has bought live chickens and live cows from farmers before, but that's it, look at this neck, this blood vein, tsk."

Feng Wuli was playing with the computer, so she leaned on Feng Wuli's neck, touched her cold fingers on it, touched the blood vessels through the skin, and even swallowed saliva.

Feng Wuli always felt that the other party was not looking at a person, but a crispy chicken chop.

He turned to her in confusion, "Aren't you the kind of zombie that doesn't suck blood?"

"How can there be a zombie that doesn't suck blood, what you say is to make the wolf eat fruit instead of meat."

"Will bloodsucking have a bad effect on you, will it become more and more bloodthirsty, or addictive or something?"

"I'm already addicted if I don't smoke it."

She smiled and said, "It's the nature of zombies to suck blood, it's the same as plants to the sun, and they can't quit, but Master has been suppressing it for eight hundred years."

"Suck me."

He looked at the game with the screen open, and chose this game: "If you don't say it earlier, I'll let you suck it earlier, what's there to bear."

Wang Xilou grinned, stopped talking, and watched him play games, although she couldn't understand it, she liked to understand the little apprentice's games, kept asking all kinds of things, and then waited for the wind to answer her unreasonably.

Even if she answered, she couldn't understand it.

"Why don't you suck it?"

"Reluctantly, Master is distressed."

"Well, it's okay to suck a little, just donate blood, and donating blood in moderation is good for your body."

"And that's it?" Wang Xilou obviously didn't believe it.

The wind was unreasonable, the screen was gray, cut out, and gave her a Baidu search, Wang Xilou saw that it was really good for the body to donate blood in moderation.

"Really?"

She's already swallowing like crazy, and she's been talking about sucking blood today, just like talking about barbecue all the time.

"Hurry up, I won't suck you when the game is resurrected."

"Taste, taste."

I always felt that the little zombie was like a fly rubbing his hands, pursed his lips and leaned over, looked at his neck and swallowed saliva, changed his posture several times, and slowly leaned over.

Feng Wuli felt his soft lips on his neck, this posture was too ambiguous, and then he felt that his neck was stabbed by two things.

It doesn't hurt, it's numb, it's more like Wang Xilou's lips bring him a strange look, like a lover's kiss.

He felt the flow of blood, the rate of loss was very slow, and Wang Xilou's body temperature also rose.

Eight hundred years of zombies, the first time to suck human blood, and it is the blood of their beloved, emotions and primitive instincts are mixed together, the stimulation of blood and the rich breath of lovers make Wang Xilou completely crazy.

She thought that the man in front of her was hers.

It made her desperate to drain his blood and make him completely herself, never to be separated from each other, but reason told her that she couldn't do that.

She sucked the blood like a pill, and she couldn't tell what kind of feelings it was, possessiveness, love, and guilt like doing bad things.

She wanted to suck the blood all over his body, and when she thought about it, Wang Xilou couldn't help but cry happily.

It lasted for about half a minute, her eyes left his body in a daze, there were still two lines of tears on her face, and there was a lot of blood on her lips, which was bright and moving.

"Why are you still crying, how do you feel?"

Hearing him ask, Wang Xilou seemed to have just come back to her senses, she looked at him directly, Feng Wuli was confused by the drawn eyes, and then the little zombie pounced again, but this time it was not against his neck.

Arms around his neck.

He also tasted what his own blood tasted like.

It's a little fishy, and it doesn't taste good anyway.

Not sure, try again.

His game character stands in the spring, concave from time to time, and shouts lines, and his teammates are constantly returning to the spring, and then going out, coming back, going out again, looking too busy.

"There's something to chew on!"

Tam stuck out his tongue and said the lines.

The top lane collapsed, the middle lane collapsed, and the bottom lane collapsed.

「defeat——！！」

There was a faint movement outside, and the little zombie jumped up from him like an escape, wiped his mouth and ran into the backyard.

I didn't wear any shoes.

The incense and candle shop came again, and the wind received him unreasonably, and then came back to look at the computer, touched the mobile phone, he wanted to go back to write his homework, but Wang Xilou did not come out for two hours during the period.

I think I'm sorry.

Coincidentally, no, he's a little bit of a bit.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock at noon that Wang Xilou called him to eat, and he opened the curtain in the backyard and went in.

During this period, the little zombie was still a little unnatural, and he was a little annoyed by the wind staring at his face unreasonably for a long time, so he scratched him.

"Look at what, do I have something delicious on my face, eat your food."

Feng Wuxian said that Master's saliva was better than rice, but first, Wanwan and Xiaoye were on the side, and second, he couldn't say it if he was too sullen, so he couldn't press it.

"It feels so cool today, autumn is coming."

"It's just a few days to get warmer, and tomorrow it's definitely going to be hot again, and there should be a heavy rain in a few days." She took a piece of meat and didn't care.

This kind of place can completely believe in the little zombie, a person who has lived for hundreds of years, sometimes it can really be the same as heaven and earth, she may not be smart, but the lengthy time gives her the angle of thinking, and the experience of integrating bones and blood is beyond the reach of the wind.

"There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure."

Wang Xilou frowned, always feeling that it was not a good thing: "Don't say that Master is old."

After eating, Feng Wuli took his homework and went down to the yard to write, stopped writing, and read the book for a while.

After writing a version of the physics paper, the big question was carefully written, and the wind unreasonably rewarded himself for playing with his mobile phone for a while.

After swiping up short videos, almost all of them are not nutritious.

Liu Xiaoxiao sent him a few messages, asking him to take her out to play, but her leg was broken, and her family did not allow her to go out on National Day.

The Wind Is Unreasonable: [Picture]

The wind is unreasonable: Tomorrow I will go to Jinling with Wang Xilou to play

Wind unreasonable: I will take pictures of you when I see delicious food

Liu Xiaoxiao: ??

Liu Xiaoxiao: Take me, please

Liu Xiaoxiao: I kneel down and beg you, take me with you

Liu Xiaoxiao: I want to go out to play, I want to go out to play

Wind Unreasonable: Say two nice words

Liu Xiaoxiao: Dad

「……」

Some underestimated her.

Feng Wuli: Can you be obedient?

Liu Xiaoxiao: Yes!

Feng Wuli: Okay, then you can take care of your leg injury at home

He put his mobile phone aside, and during the period, a WeChat call came, but Feng didn't answer it unreasonably, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it was someone Liu.

It's definitely impossible to take her anyway, and neither Yohime nor Wanwan brought her.

He began to review again, during which Yeji fluttered in the yard for a while and then went out, Wanwan came down to eat snacks for a while, dried clothes with Wang Xilou, and was taken out to play by Yehime who ran back, the little zombie watched the shop in front, and from time to time would go into the backyard to see him, and he would not disturb him, just watch him go out for a while, strange, time seems to be very slow, but the light in the yard has changed, and it has come to evening.

At night, Wang Xilou was packing up the things he wanted to bring.

"How many days are we going?"

"Two and a half days, the high-speed train will come back on the afternoon of the seventh."

Feng Wuli slumped on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, searching for anything fun in Jinling.

Wang Xilou's hometown was Jinling, and she often returned to that place five hundred years ago.

Feng Wuli went to see if there was any shadow of her there.

If you don't have it, forget it, if you don't, you should go out to play.

Wang Xilou always had some other feelings for that land, and that was where the two of them met for the first time.

When taking the high-speed train, Wang Xilou leaned against the window, Feng unreasonably stuffed the bag onto it, watched the little zombie look out the window, and sat down.

She looked back and smiled, "It's been a long time since I've been out with you."

"You've been in poor health."

"Yes." She nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked casually, "By the way, have you booked the hotel?"

"Booked two."

「……」

Wang Xilou felt that it was such a waste of money, so he listed a lot of truths in that branch, and then successfully persuaded the little apprentice to take out his mobile phone, return the two rooms, and book a standard room.

"Two rooms are too wasteful."

She's still explaining.

The road is long, the scenery along the way is many of the same, the two of them solved lunch on the car, the train stopped with many stations, looking out the window there is a feeling of going over the mountains and mountains, 800 kilometers away, what kind of weather is met within five hours, they arrived at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

It's not like it was 500 years ago.

Feng Wuli glanced back at the little zombie, it looked the same as five hundred years ago, but it was only the same.

"Do you want to stand here and tell me coldly why you've been following me?"

Wang Xilou was stunned for a moment, then understood what the other party meant, and said with a smile, "Okay."

She ran a few steps away and looked at him with a cold face, "Why ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he laughed, and then said to let her try a few more times, but every time she saw that face, she couldn't help but laugh, how could she be cold.

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Chapter 143: Wang Xilou's First Free Reading.