For the first time, I felt a headache for my self-confident fourth brother.
What if she sees herself now and dislikes him?
Although, the road is still far, but Fengcheng began to care about their own image.
Meet again, at least not too frustrated!
So, Fengcheng found a sharp blade and fixed the image of himself in the water!
Too complex hairstyle, the closure of the city will not, just the simplest flat cut.
Can control this kind of head shape, is really handsome, cool man!
Fengcheng narcissistic for a while, think she must like.
As for the beard, it's not pleasant to see the city closed.
Always feel the charm of their own, because the beard sharply reduced, but also a lot of old!
This beard... Has to be taken off!
It's the little white face that can make a man.
Hiss
Accidentally, the blade cut the chin, a little pain!
Seal the city to cover the wound quickly!
In order to prevent himself from being completely disfigured, he finally knows the good and bad, and does not continue to toss himself.
When you get back to land, go to the barber shop first!
On this thought, Feng Cheng made a big face to himself in the water!
"Well, at last I know? No more blowing? " Nana asked sarcastically.
Fengcheng immediately put away his smiling face, without saying a word, and refused people thousands of miles away.
"You were just thinking about cutting your hair and shaving your beard?" Nana picked her eyebrows and said, "can I help you? I often help my grandfather clean up
"No need." In an instant, the city was cold again.
Nana pursed her lips. "Cut, I don't care."
In fact, she was just curious about what he looked like?
Having known him for so many days, she had never seen him without a beard.
However, his skin is white, more white than a girl.
It's just that after being blown by the sea breeze for a month, his skin is very rough.
The blood in his chin stopped, and Feng Cheng began to say to himself, "when can I get to land?"
"I heard from my grandfather that it would take at least a month." Nana tilted her head and said, "it's still on the premise of not going the wrong way. If we go the wrong way, my God, it's hard to say that we may die at sea... But it's better to die at sea than to stay in the village. They are unreasonable! Not like my grandfather! All the people in the village reject the immigrants like you! "
"Your grandfather has been out of the sea?" Fengcheng was shocked. He should have taken the old man with him. Maybe he would not have been killed.
"My grandfather told me something. Well, in the outside world, only my grandfather has ever been out of the sea." Nana's eyes are swollen again when she thinks of her grandfather.
She looked back at her hometown.
Grandpa, I'm leaving with this stranger. Please don't be angry. I'll go home to see you again!
"Why not stay and avenge him?" Feng asked, puzzled.
"I'm a girl, I don't have the courage, and my grandfather must hope that I can live better." Even if she stayed, she couldn't find the killer.
The remote villages are very exclusive to the immigrants. I'm afraid that in the end, the villagers will point the spearhead at the closure of the city.
But he was saved by his grandfather, so Nana wanted to leave with him!
If my grandfather knew she was doing this, he would support her.
Grandfather is so kind, certainly do not want to be wronged any good person.
"Your grandfather is a good man." Originally wanted to comfort a few words, but sealed the whole head, can only think of good people these two words.
Nana smile, "yes, my grandfather is very kind, but his personality is more lonely, so he has no friends, my grandmother left early, parents because of the accident... So, my grandfather only has a granddaughter like me, he is actually very lonely."
"When you get to land, I'll help you study. It's hard to live without culture." As soon as the words of Fengcheng came to an end, Nana's eyes began to show some beautiful colors, and she yearned for a new life.
"Thank you! Really Nana smiles at him like a flower.
"Your grandfather saved me. I should help you study." After a pause, Feng Cheng looked at her and said, "in fact, I'm not a good person. You'll understand later."
"Why do you say that?" Squinting, Nana asked, "people, do you have to be so complicated?"
"Your intelligence quotient..." Feng Cheng picks eyebrows, "you will suffer losses in the future."
However, this is not his responsibility.
France.
Just after getting off the airport, Mu Qinghuan's face turned pale. She finally realized how tired she was after 12 hours of flying.
But in order to see her, he had several turns, plus staying up late to work, must be more tired than she is now.
At the moment, I really love him.
Even though tired, Mu Qinghuan still contacted Lin Ziran, "Mom, everything is fine here. What about the children? Have you had a rest? "
"Yes, after I finished my homework, I sat on the sofa waiting for your call, but later I was too sleepy, so I coaxed him to sleep. Tengteng didn't sleep yet." Lin Zi Ran's heart relaxed, "I'm relieved to receive your call."
"Mom, please rest assured that I will take good care of myself, and please take good care of yourself." After the end of the call, Mu Qinghuan pursed a smile. The feeling of being missed is not bad.
"Ouyang enterprise is closed. Do you want to have a look?" On one side, Tang Ming asked about the nature of habit.
"No A face tired, Mu Qinghuan bluntly, "go to the hotel first, I want to have a good sleep."
However, this night, Mu Qinghuan couldn't sleep. She sat on the floor and looked at the starry sky.
This is France.
Where he used to be.
She is breathing seriously, the air he once breathed, but her heart is full of sour.
The next day, Mu Qinghuan went to the French cemetery.
Here's his tombstone.
Originally, Mu Qinghuan refused to come.
Because she can't accept reality.
But since there was his name on the tombstone, Mu Qinghuan came.
The rain gradually falls on Mu Qinghuan's shoulder.
She reached out and gently stroked the black-and-white photo on the tombstone. She only glanced at it and then closed it tightly with tears streaming down her face.
On one side, Tang Ming bent down to put down the flowers.
"I want to be alone for a while." Mu Qinghuan said sorry, "give me a little time."
"Well, I'll get in first, and you'll be alone." To show understanding, Tang Ming nodded respectfully to the tombstone three times, then put on a black hat and turned to leave.
"Feng Xiaoer, you have been playing outside for so long. It's time to go home." Fingers, again and again in his photo circle, Mu Qinghuan forced out a smile, "you this photo, not handsome."
In her memory, no matter what he wore, he could cry.
Suddenly, the mobile phone rings, and Mu Qinghuan is stunned. First he doesn't care, and then he looks down
This one sees, Mu Qinghuan suddenly stares big eyes.
She couldn't believe what she saw!
Caller ID: Fengcheng.