Jiang Zhimu was a little late, and when he entered the hall with the surrounding disciples, the hall was already crowded with people.

But he still looked up and saw the little girl sitting there alone.

With a slight smile on his face, he stepped forward and walked slowly in front of the girl.

He didn't speak directly, for fear of scaring her.

Luo Yunmo was alone in a daze, thinking about something casually, suddenly there was a figure in front of him, he subconsciously raised his head, saw the young man with a smile in front of him, and asked hesitantly, "Who are you?" ”

She probably didn't know him.

The young man's handsome face had a gentle smile on his face, he stretched out his hand, and a clear voice came: "Can we get to know each other, my name is Jiang Zhimu." ”

Looking at the girl's familiar face, the immature face did not look like the brave and fearless woman at that time.

A trace of pain crossed Jiang Zhimu's heart, it turned out that this was what she looked like when she was fifteen or sixteen years old.

There is no pain, no appearance of injury.

It was as if the memory had suddenly sprung up, and the familiar scene in my mind seemed to reappear in front of my eyes.

The proud and cold girl under the sun also stretched out her hand to the submissive young man like this, and raised her chin: "My name is Luo Yunmo, get to know me." ”

The boy's smile remained the same, still so warm.

Luo Yunmo looked at him, tilted his head, and laughed, "Okay, my name is Luo Yunmo." ”

With that, she reached out and took the young man's hand.

The boy's eyes suddenly became a little sour.

I know, the name engraved in my heart.

It's every time I wake up in the middle of the night, every time I talk about it, the one who makes my heart ache.

Luo Yunmo didn't notice the mood change of this newly acquainted friend, and immediately invited him to sit aside.

During the conversation between the two, Luo Yunmo was surprised to find that Jiang Zhimu's many interests and hobbies were very similar to hers, and the two of them had a lot of topics to talk about.

It's like two people together, like old friends who have known each other for many years.

Soon Luo Yunmo began to talk to him about everything.

What Luo Yunmo said, Jiang Zhimu listened carefully, and patiently listened to her, and then put forward his own opinions.

Under his similar deliberate guidance, the atmosphere between the two people is getting better and better, as if others can't get in.

The scene of Luo Yunmo and Jiang Zhimu having such an intimate conversation fell in the eyes of others, which was particularly eye-catching.

Luo Yunmo didn't go to talk to others, the senior brothers and a few senior sisters were too busy, she sat on the side quite obediently and didn't disturb them.

The girl was dressed in a blue and white uniform, with a beautiful and elegant face and a cold and detached temperament.

Although her age seems to be not very old, it is enough to make others pay attention to her, which is a particularly attractive gaze.

The young man also seemed to feel something, and his body was slightly on one side, as if he had unintentionally blocked most of the sight of those who were secretly looking at Luo Yunmo.

Luo Yunmo had already noticed this, but she had never cared about this, the sights of those people were just amazing, and there was no offensive emotion.

However, when he saw Jiang Zhimu's careful movements, Luo Yunmo couldn't help but get a little closer to him.

looks good, and he is still a warm man.

Perfect.

Luo Yunmo said secretly in his heart, but his face was not obvious at all.

and the good friend I just met, because it was a public occasion, Luo Yunmo had image baggage, and he still paid a little attention to the scale of the topic.

After all, Luo Yunmo looked at the young man's handsome face and innocent smile.

Alas, still a child.

You can't just scare it away.

Jiang Zhimu likes to watch Luo Yunmo talk to him, and his eyes are all about him.

In the light, that familiar smile, simple words. Every word is a picture that he has painted in his heart for a long time.

Now, it's like a dream.

He was afraid that at some point, this dream would suddenly wake up.

He was still in that cold hall, listening to the hourglass and time flowing. From beginning to end, he was alone.

He was terrified of such a life, such a life like a walking corpse.

Now, God has mercy, he has come back in this life, and he has fought hard to protect her in this life.

Let her be safe and rejoicing.

Let her have no worries for the rest of her life.

The girl seemed to be chatting happily, and the young man on the side looked at her like this, and didn't say anything, just watched there gently.

In the eyes of others, such a picture is a beautiful and warm picture.

The two children looked like they came out of the painting, so harmonious and intimate, that everyone watching from the side couldn't help but smile.

Except, of course, someone.

Standing on the other side of the hall, the one dressed in green clothes, extremely handsome, has always been an elegant and indifferent smile, the temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away at any time.

At this time, it is a bit of a collapse.

It was not to look at the hair that had always been Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and his face remained unchanged, and his face darkened little by little.

At this moment, he thought so in his heart, Ma Ma, you may not believe it, I saw that Zhuo Dagongzi changed color.

Spit and spit and spit out.

Yifei hurriedly grabbed Zhuo Rong's sleeve a little.

He swore that he would dare to pull only a little.

"Hey, hey, calm down. It was not to see that the man in front of him was about to rush to the pair of young boys and girls, and when he started to kill, he hurriedly spoke, wanting to awaken his few consciences.

Zhuo Rong tugged at his sleeve and glanced at him coldly.

Yifei immediately let go of his little hand and said seriously: "Calm down, maybe that man just casually accosted Miss Luo." Miss Luo has absolutely nothing to do with him. ”

"And, ah, you're someone's fiancé, you have a marriage certificate, what are you afraid of", he didn't turn around and said something, but found that the man who was originally on the side was gone.

When I looked up, I really teleported in front of the little girl.

Luo Yunmo was following Jiang Zhimu to discuss which kind of pastries were the best in the food shop under the Yunxiao Gate, but found that there was another person standing in front of him.

Luo Yunmo looked up, that handsome and handsome man, who was it not Zhuo Rong?

Zhuo Rong stood on Luo Yunmo's side, first looked at Luo Yunmo silently for a while, and then turned his gaze to the young man.

He is not very old, his appearance is average, and his strength is not enough.

Comprehensive evaluation, not as good as Zhuo Shaozhu.

Zhuo Rong stroked his chin, his eyes were faint, and he directly commented in his heart.

After casually glancing at him a few times, Zhuo Rong looked at the little girl in front of him with her head bowed.

When Luo Yunmo looked at Jiang Zhimu at Zhuo Rong, he felt inexplicably empty-hearted.

It seems that there is a feeling that he is attracting bees and butterflies outside, and he is confronted in the main room.

Luo Yunmo secretly puffed out his mouth.

She raised her head directly to look at Zhuo Rong, and then introduced to him: "Zhuo Rong, this is my good friend I just met, Jiang Zhimu from Weiyu Building." ”

Then Luo Yunmo turned to Jiang Zhimu again, "Zhimu, this is... Zhuo Rong, a student of Luoshan. ”

Jiang Zhimu smiled slightly, a trace of inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly stood up directly, and saluted the man standing in front of him, and his voice still carried the immaturity of a young man: "Jiang Zhimu, I have seen Zhuo Daoyou." ”

Zhuo Rong's eyes remained the same, his expression was indifferent, and his voice did not fluctuate at all, "Jiang Daoyou is a young genius, Rong Ke can't afford this gift." ”

The two men with a detached temperament looked at each other like this, you and I said a word, obviously there was nothing special to say, but in Luo Yunmo's opinion, the atmosphere became quite strange.

After Luo Yunmo heard Zhuo Rong's words, he couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at him with a little curiosity.

Although she didn't know much about his character, she also knew that although Zhuo Rong was cold and indifferent, he was humble and had an excellent upbringing, and this kind of mocking words would not come out of Luo Yunmo's mouth.

Don't. Luo Yunmo's eyes froze.

Was it in the spiritual realm, possessed by something unclean?

Zhuo Rong has always been calm and does not say much. His little friend also looks like a young boy with good roots.

Why are these inexplicable two people getting together, why is the smell of gunpowder so strong.

Zhuo Rong kept asking, and Jiang Zhimu kept answering.

In other words, whether it's a book here, or a previous novel, this feeling, this aura, and a proper sense of CP are woody.

Luo Yunmo, who was frightened by his own thoughts, secretly glanced at Zhuo Rong, who was full of momentum, and on the side he thought that he was a little friend who didn't know the world and didn't fall behind when he received the move.

She felt as if she knew something she shouldn't know.

But she didn't dare to say. Woooooooo

If Zhuo Rong and Jiang Zhimu on the side heard the little girl's heart, they would definitely be speechless in anger.

After a battle, Jiang Zhimu reluctantly fought a draw with Zhuo Rong.

"The young master of the Zhuo family is really extraordinary, which is really admirable. Jiang Zhimu has always had a gentle and innocent smile, and his voice is also pleasant and pleasant.

Zhuo Rong was not surprised at all, Jiang Zhimu could tell his identity in one bite.

The outstanding junior disciples of the head of Weiyu Tower, who can overpower their senior brothers and become the people with the right to speak in the sect, can this strength and temperament be an ordinary person.

Zhuo Rong didn't care, and he wouldn't care about Jiang Zhimu's identity and strength, all he cared about was why he was close to Luo Yunmo.

Looking at Luo Yunmo's dazed expression, Zhuo Rong felt even more uneasy.

It looks like it's smart, but sometimes it's stupid.

Zhuo Rong sat down on the other side of Luo Yunmo, and naturally reached out and pulled aside the broken hair in Luo Yunmo's ear.

When Jiang Zhimu on the other side saw it, he hid his hand in his cuffs and clenched his fists.

Zhuo Rong.

The young man's handsome face was not a little cloudy. There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

He actually dared to approach Mo'er like this.

Jiang Zhimu could still remember the girl's painful expression when he closed his eyes. That kind of heart-piercing pain, he didn't want the little girl he cared about to be hurt like that.