"What?" Mingjing was shocked when he looked at Jiang Wuxu's similar face.
But he asked calmly.
Jiang Wuwei's father didn't like him from birth, and his current mother is not his biological mother.
Gu Xing on one side didn't know why, and then he looked puzzled: "what's the matter? Is this?"
Is this a meeting?
"No problem." Jiang Wuxu didn't want Gu Xingzhi to know about it.
But Gu Xingzhi doesn't like to know these things, so he shrugs to show that it doesn't matter..
"I don't care who you are. In short, don't make up my mind."
Then he led Gu Xingzhi away.
The mirror is on the side and can't figure out the situation.
What did he do wrong?
Why do you treat him like this.
The mirror can't touch the head.
Looking at Jiang Wuwei's figure farther and farther away, a burst of sour and astringent appeared in Mingjing's heart.
"What's the matter?" the mirror looked at Liu Bai with a pair of innocent big eyes.
Rong Xiaoqi shook his head.
"You can have a rest here today. I'll send someone to take you back tomorrow. It's really brave to save your mother, but you have to do what you can."
The feeling of a teenager looking for herbs to save his mother is really moving.
However, I didn't think of my ability.
Bright mirror, but his face was light and white. He looked very bad.
Anyone who is said like this will be a little angry.
Not to mention a fledgling boy.
"I won't leave. You can't let me leave Cloud City."
Mingjing was as angry as a child, which made Rong Xiaoqi speechless.
"Let's go too!"
I don't want to see the mirror again. Rong Xiaoqi can't help saying.
Liubai wanted to let go, so he turned and walked in the opposite direction.
Bright mirror: "......"
Touched his face, looked at the white figure and murmured, "am I so scary?"
But thinking of something, he hurried up and said, "Oh, where do I live?"
The sky was dark, as if it had just been dyed by ink. Occasionally, several stars seemed to be the light scattered by the round bright moon across the sky. Everything on the earth was shrouded in the desolate moonlight, as silent as a time jam, but occasionally there was a fine sound of rubbing leaves. Time seemed to have never been so quiet, or maybe it should have been so quiet.
"Sha Sha..."
This is the sound of leaves shaking. This is a figure emerging from the darkness.
Then he dived into a brightly lit room.
In the brightly lit house, the man covered his face and couldn't see his appearance.
Women are beautiful and small.
"Yan'er, I'm coming." the man made a good voice, which sounded as good as his voice.
"Sir, you're here?" Yan'er was delighted.
He hurried up and took off his coat for the man.
The man took Yan'er into his arms, and the jade hand gently brushed Yan'er's face.
"Sir, please sit down." Yan'er poured a glass of water for the man.
The man sat down and said, "Yan'er, what did I ask you to do last time?"
Yan'er was stunned. Although he was unhappy, he still nodded.
"Yan'er has finished it."
Hearing this, the man frowned and asked uncertainly, "are you serious?"
Yan'er's eyes were full of tears and asked, "why, sir, don't you believe Yan'er?"
Looking at Yan'er with tears in his eyes, I still feel pity at the sight, which makes the man's heart soft.