Chapter 244

Grandfather seven is old and old-fashioned. Maybe if he knew that these two people would sleep in the same bed, he would have a mouthful of old blood coming out directly, right?

Although duckweed was sleeping soundly, she felt extremely insecure. She felt as if she had been thrown into a bottomless abyss. She couldn't see the light, and she couldn't see anything else. She could only fall endlessly.

Suddenly, a ray of sunshine came in and lit up her eyes little by little. Against the sunshine in front of her, ducao saw the person in front of her little by little.

"Little mo!"

"I'm here!"

Ji Shumo holds Du Cao's hand tightly and wants to give her strength and courage.

Duckweed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the world in horror.

Feel someone holding his hand, duckweed the first time, his hand back.

"Don't touch me!"

Du Cao looks at Ji Lyric Mo beside the bed in terror.

"Xiaocao, I'm not afraid. It's me. I'm Xiaomo." Ji Shumo sat in the same place, some Leng, looking at Du Cao, his voice is low and gentle, for fear of scaring this little girl.

Du grass in front of the scene gradually clear up, looking at Ji Lyric ink frightened eyes, frowned: "small ink?"

"Yes, I'm Xiaomo, Xiaocao. I'm not afraid. I'm here." Ji Lyric ink slowly close to Du Cao, then stretch out his hand, want to pull Du Cao's hand.

"No! Don't touch me As if frightened by something, duckweed retracted his hand, held his knee, and curled up in the corner.

"Grass?"

Ji Shumo frowned and lost his eyes.

What's going on here?

Seven grandfather hurried forward: "little Lord, she is not stable now, can't be stimulated any more."

"What's the matter with you, grass?" Ji Shumo's eyes have a trace of sadness, but more or heartache.

Du Cao shook his head: "I don't want to say, would you go out first? I want to be quiet. "

Ji didn't want to force Du Cao, but he turned around and went out.

For a moment, only duckweed was left in the room. She felt as if she had returned to the abyss.

It's sunny outside, but Du Cao feels dark and cold.

Originally thought that this life can really start again, but did not expect, just hear that person's voice, will be such a reaction.

Why is that?

Du Cao really hates himself.

Outside the door, Ji Shumo has been standing at the door. He doesn't know what happened, but he thinks that if Du Cao calls him, he must promise and appear at the first time.

Little by little, the sun from the east to the west, so, the whole day, so clean.

Duckweed has always locked himself in the room, self-regulation of their emotions, hoping to return to normal.

Ji Shumo frowned and hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Grandfather seven was too old to endure, so he went to bed early,

Ji Shumo made the same meat noodles as last night, gently opened the door and went in: "grass, are you hungry?"

As the sun sets, the sun comes in and shines on Ji's face. It's very warm.

Although Ji Shumo's face is now dark and his facial features are not delicate, his eyes are still so bright. His bright eyes are full of tenderness and worry.

It was this careful look that made duckweed break free from the abyss.

Suddenly out of bed, rushed into Ji Lyric ink's arms: "hold me tight."

Ji Shumo left his face and hugged Du Cao tightly, hoping to melt her into his chest. This time, Du Cao didn't cry, instead, she laughed.

It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if the sky collapses. It doesn't matter if he comes. He has the best people in the world and the hottest warmth in the world.

She, at last, is no longer alone.

Deeply took a breath, in Ji's ear, gently said: "small ink, I love you."

Ji Lyric Mo Leng in situ, can't believe looking at Du Cao, seems to be can't believe Du Cao will at this time, so seriously say such words with oneself.Du Cao chuckles, then kisses Ji's lips.

This time, Ji Lyric ink is a reaction, buttoned the back of the head of Du Cao, deepened the kiss.

What kind of system is this?

Seven grandfather up, see is such a powerful scene.

"Cough!"

Ji Shu Mo heard seven grandfather's cough, flurried to let go of Du Cao, ear tip congestion.

In contrast, the weed is a lot more calm.

How to say is also before and after living more than 30 years old aunt, this is a small scene, drizzle.

Silently sitting at the table, eating Ji Lyric ink to do their own meat noodles.

In fact, ducao doesn't like noodles, but Ji Shumo's noodles are something she can't forget for many years.

Du grass is so magnanimous, on the contrary, it seems that the seventh grandfather is not very glorious.

He coughed awkwardly for two times, then said in a low voice: "you can be considered alive, otherwise, the little Lord will follow you."

Sure enough, ginger is old and spicy.

He was right. Ducao felt that she had died again, but this time, if she came back to life, she would really be invulnerable.

All kinds of previous life, is finally gone, vanished, love or hate, are gone.

Did not answer seven grandfather's words, Du Cao just ate all the noodles in the bowl.

Then, looking at Ji's eyes, he regained his former glory. He was not on guard, and he was not alienated: "Xiaomo, let's go home?"

"Good."

Ji Shumo gently smiles, then comes forward, pulls Du Cao's hand, ten fingers clasped, and walks out together.

The warm setting sun shines on the two people and pulls their shadow to the elder.

Many years later, when Du Cao thought of this afternoon, he would still have that kind of unspeakable sense of sureness.

It's like seaweed that has been floating for many years and finally found a place to take root.

What happened last night, ducao did not say, Ji did not ask.

Two people very tacit understanding forget this not happy episode, two people, two days and one night did not return, the family are worried bad.

Du Zhang, in particular, stood at the door, waiting for Du Cao to come back.

From a distance, Du Cao saw the tension and worry in Du Zhang's eyes, and his heart warmed up. He strode forward and rushed into Du Zhang's arms, sweet and greasy coquetry: "grandma, I miss you so much, are you waiting for me sitting here? Do you miss me? "

"Dead girl, where have you gone? I just came back! " Du Zhang holds Du Cao tightly and reproves in a low voice, but with deep concern.

Du Cao chuckled: "grandma, do you miss me very much? Ha ha, what should I do? Grandma can't live without me. "

Looking at the grass so coquettish, Ji Lyric ink only feel that yesterday's grass, seems to be their own illusion.

So good, she's the happiest.

"Wild so long to come back, is not hungry?" Du Zhang's White Du grass one eye, is very gentle.