Chapter 322

Ye Che walked on the green grass with his folded clothes for more than a minute. Finally, he couldn't bear it. He said, "enough shopping. What's good for a piece of grass? How can you know that I've just come to this era!!"

Ye Che was really palpitating about this question. After all, when he suddenly came 700 years later, anyone should be thrilled and curious, especially when he knew that the opportunity to get the answer was close at hand.

"Grass... Don't you think the grass is green... The sun is warm?"

Folding clothes suddenly stopped and asked a very middle two question.

Ye Che was speechless, but now he still expected to get the answer from him, so he had to say in the affirmative: "uh huh, the grass is green and the sun is warm, okay? Still that sentence, who are you and how can you know that I have just come to this era!"

Folding his clothes for the first time, he glanced at Ye Che faintly. It was at this moment that ye Che found that his eyes seemed to have some holes.

"Empty? Well... Why do I think of such adjectives..."

When ye Che frowned secretly, he folded his clothes and replied carelessly, "you... Really want to know?"

"Yes, of course!"

Ye Che did not hesitate to listen to the questions he did not know!

Folding his clothes, he looked up at the green grass all over the mountains. His tone seemed to be a little intoxicated and nostalgic. As he walked slowly, he said, "I can tell you... But first... Sing a song and I'll listen..."

"What the hell is singing..."

Ye Che's brain almost crashed for a moment. Isn't this folding clothes playing with himself?

But folding clothes didn't seem to feel Ye Che's stupidity. Instead, he sat down along green grass and said, "sing!"

"I sing your uncle!"

Ye Che has a lot of resentment in his heart. He is a world champion. How can he do this kind of trading with singing? It's too much.

Thinking that ye Che was going to use some way to avoid this condition, he casually left the mask on the folding mouth, and a sudden curiosity rose.

When you read and sing to others, you should take the initiative before you lose your share, so ye Che said, "you can sing, but how about taking off your mask?"

In addition to taking the initiative, ye Che also wants to see whether the folded clothes are male or female. After all, no one seems to know his gender.

"En? Do you want to see me?" folded clothes suddenly looked up, and a pair of slightly empty eyes were printed into Ye Che's line of sight.

Ye Che was awe inspiring. At the same time, he replied, "yes, I feel you know me very well, but I don't know you. Singing in such a situation has no feelings, and you don't listen to me."

Ye Che talked nonsense. He thought that folding clothes would disdain him, but he didn't want to take a hint of thinking color in his eyes. Then he nodded reasonably and said, "I see. I'll let you see it and sing again..."

Said, suddenly pulled the mask on his face.

"You!"

Ye Che took several steps backward in a moment, because this face... This face is full of cracks.

The skin color on the folding face is very white and delicate, and the gender is also confirmed to be female, but somehow, it is filled with subtle cracks from the cheek to the corner of the mouth.

This kind of crack is not a scratch or a scar, but a feeling of... It's like... It's like patchwork.

Yes, this face seems to be pieced together one by one.

"What's the matter with you? Are you afraid?" a touch of curiosity appeared in the empty eyes of folding clothes.

It's just that folding clothes doesn't speak. When he speaks, ye Che's hair stands up, because he doesn't speak at all.

Her lips were so tight that she couldn't speak.

So her voice seemed to come from her body, which was generated by abdominal vibration.

"I'm not afraid. I just feel... What's the matter with your face?"

Ye Che hasn't seen any big wind and waves. Although he is a little shocked at this time, he won't lose his head.

"My face, it seems that my face is like this... They want me to wait for a very powerful person here, saying that I can challenge higher and higher, and tell me my life experience..."

There was some confusion on the folded clothes face, and the empty eyes seemed to twinkle in it at this moment.

"Yuejie challenge... Tell your life experience..."

Ye Che was very anxious and suddenly cold.

They... Who are they, how do they know they can challenge higher and higher, and tell the folding clothes life experience... What life experience will this folding clothes have?

The key is that I have only one side of the fold, and there is no way to talk about the life experience of Zhong er.

With the fog getting bigger and bigger, ye Che stared at the folding clothes in vain and said, "OK, listen to me when I sing, and you tell me the whole thing!"

Folding clothes seemed to want to laugh, but when her lips couldn't open and close, she had to blink her eyes quickly to express her happiness.

Originally, ye Che just planned to sing a few words at will, but somehow, maybe he was infected by the grass and sunshine around the mountains, or sympathized with the unspeakable experience of folding clothes. He said: "if there is no music in singing, I'm afraid I don't feel that way, just hum a music, listen to it..."

"Well, good!"

When he heard the speech, he immediately sat upright and looked forward to it.

Ye Che sighed and suddenly hummed.

The voice is soft, with the sunshine and the soft feeling of the breeze blowing through the green grass

At the beginning, the feeling of singing softly faded into a kind of injury, such as the poet's narration.

The high part seems to tremble even the soul. The full and empty lingering charm between the body and spirit is memorable.

After humming, ye Che looked back and folded his clothes.

"Well, it sounds good. What's the name?" although her eyes have always been empty, ye Che somehow felt that she was a little happy at this time.

"The city of the sky, well, can you say it now?" Ye Che said.

But as soon as the words came out, the scene was silent.

Without saying a word, he pulled up the mask, then slowly put it back on, then stood up and looked around.

"Give me five minutes..."

Fold your clothes back to Ye Che and stand quietly.

"Don't you just say something? It's like parting..."

Ye Che muttered, but it was only five minutes. He could afford to wait.

The sun shines brightly and the wind is gentle. Ye Che squats on the grass and draws a circle.

Beside him, a tight woman wrapped in gray clothes was standing there silently, looking up at the sky.

For a long time, she turned her head slowly, with an indescribable expression on her face and said, "let's start..."

As soon as the voice fell, ye Che had no time to respond. She had pointed at Ye Che's head.

"Er..."

Ye Che just wanted to move, but he found that his whole body was stiff and couldn't move at all.

Not only that, he couldn't even speak at this moment.

Ye Che's eyes contracted suddenly and looked at the folding clothes in horror.