I can't use my whole life. I've delayed your whole life.

Du Cao's heart is very sour.

When they arrived at Shangshu mansion, Du Cao looked up at the plaque of Shangshu mansion and said with a gentle smile, "when we get married, how about changing it to red?"

"Yes, anything you like." Ji Lyric ink spoiled hook Du grass chin, pull Du grass's hand, together toward the inside.

It's just two people * coming back here hand in hand.

Ducao sat on the edge of the pond and looked at the koi in the pond. He said with a smile, "Xiaomo, go to the kitchen and get some steamed bread."

"Isn't that fish food?" Ji Shumo pointed to the small pot beside the duckweed.

Du Cao shook his head: "I want to give them steamed bread."

"All right, listen to my wife." Ji Shumo smiles and turns to walk towards the backyard kitchen.

Seven grandfathers have heard that Du Cao has come, so they have been looking for opportunities to talk to Du Cao.

Du Cao deliberately took Ji Lyric ink away, with a faint smile: "seven grandfather, come out, if you have any words, just say it."

"I'm nothing, but I heard you're here, so I came to see you." Grandfather seven had a lot to say, but now he can't say anything when he sees Du Cao's eyes.

"You have nothing to say, I have." Du Cao stood up and looked straight into grandfather seven's eyes: "I can't live for five years, can I?"

"What nonsense? How can you be so young? " Seven grandfather's heart a ache, frown at Du grass.

This is a white lie, isn't it?

Du grass gently smile: "people, inherent death, so I'm not afraid, but Xiaomo is still young, I don't want to miss him, grandfather, do you have the kind of medicine that can let people forget everything after eating?"

"Grass Seven grandfather heard this, face brush changed, distressed eyes are a little red: "what are you talking about? If Xiao Mo knew, how sad he would be. "

"If you know that he will be sad, don't let him know. Anyway, he will forget all these things about me in the future, right?" Du Cao's eyes are burning, and he just stares at the seven grandfather's eyes.

Yes, in ducao's eyes, with a bit of request, she was begging for grandfather seven.

Looking at Du Cao so, seven grandfather don't cross a face to go: "don't have that kind of medicine."

"Grandfather said so, I can rest assured, can give him to eat, give him, while now, very good, I do not regret." Duckweed gently smile, turned and walked toward the kitchen.

However, Du Cao didn't know that Ji Shumo had already come back, and he heard everything clearly.

Ji only heard the back, but did not hear the front, so Ji did not know why Du Cao must wash away his memory.

See Du Cao sweet silk toward himself, Ji Lyric Mo also put away the deep and lost eyes, light smile, and then directly from the kitchen out of the steamed bread, handed Du Cao: "you see, two enough?"

"That's enough. Let's go together." Du Cao took Ji Lyric Mo's hand and walked towards the edge of the pond.

When the two steamed buns were thrown down, ducao looked at the fish rushing out. He thought it was very interesting and laughed: "ah ha ha, little mo, look how happy they are eating."

"Grass, it's getting late. Shall I take you back?" Ji Shumo lowered his head and chuckled.

Du Cao nodded: "OK, let's go back. I'm hungry. How about making hot pot for you in the evening? On such a cold day, it's best to eat hot pot. "

"Xiaocao, you like hot pot very much, don't you?" Ji Shumo pinched Du Cao's nose and gently laughed.

Du Cao nodded: "I like you best, and then hot pot."

Why do you give up on me when you like me so much?

Ji Lyric Mo so staring at Du Cao's eyes, in the heart of this sentence, but how dare not ask out.

He was very afraid, afraid that if he did not ask carefully, he would have nothing, and he would lose the weeds.

"Xiaocao, you and I can't go back on our promise for a lifetime, you know?"

Ji Shumo suddenly hugs Du Cao and mumbles such a sentence.

Du Cao felt strange, puzzled looking at Ji Shumo: "I won't go back, isn't it that you want to go back, so you deliberately said to me?""No way." Ji Shumo holds Du Cao tightly and refuses to let go.

Du Cao took Ji Lyric Mo's hand, and they walked out together. Facing the golden sunset, they had their own thoughts.

Back at Mo Cao Xuan, Pei Niang saw that they came in hand in hand. With a clear expression, she directly sent Yinling and Zhang Yuntian out. She didn't want to disturb their world.

In the face of Pei Niang, Du Cao was very grateful and happy. Of course, she was also a little shy.

Du Cao goes out in person and washes the dishes to make the bottom of the pot. He and Ji Shumo are busy in the kitchen.

If he didn't hear those words, Ji Lyric Mo would be very happy. But at this moment, looking at Du Cao so busy, Ji Lyric Mo just feels sad and aggrieved. He really can't help but want to ask Du Cao what's going on.

But it happened that there was no such courage, only to suppress all the sadness and cooperate with Du Cao.

Du Cao felt that Ji's mood was not right. He turned around and looked at Ji: "little mo, do you have something on your mind?"

"And you? Do you have something on your mind? " Ji did not answer, but asked.

When Du Cao heard this, he felt very funny: "I asked you to go to the back kitchen to get some steamed buns. You can hide and eavesdrop, can't you?"

"Yes, I heard it. Why do you do it? It's not that after a lifetime, why should I wash away my memory? Why? " Ji Shumo frowned and tears of grievance came down.

I don't think I heard all of them.

Du grass quietly relieved, and then said with a smile: "you only hear the back, so sad?"

Ji xumo stepped forward and approached Du Cao, more aggrieved: "I'm just sad, I'm just sad, Du Cao, you woman, how can you be so cruel?"

Du Cao stood on tiptoe, around Ji's neck, gently gave him a kiss on the mouth, and said with a smile: "fool, I told seventh grandfather, I said, if one day you like others, wash away your memory, so that everyone is better, seventh grandfather also said you can't like others."

"Really?" Ji looked down at Du Cao and said, "is that true? Don't cheat me, grass. "

Du Cao's eyebrows curved: "look at your expression, don't you really do something to me that I shouldn't do, and then I still don't know?"

Ji Shumo shook his head in a hurry: "where dare I? It's all you, Xiaocao. Please don't scare me, OK?"

"Well, you wash the dishes. I'll think about it." Du Cao pointed to the green vegetables in the water pool and gave a gentle smile.