Chapter 76

No matter what muqijun said, Zhou ziruo couldn't listen to it and didn't give any response. The air pressure in the room was getting lower and lower. Muqijun didn't dare to stay any longer. He left with a shrinking neck and delayed half a morning. He had to go back to the street to catch up with his homework, but there were still a thousand people left.

If Zhou ziruo is sitting in the room waiting for Lu LiXiao to come back, he doesn't know what he should do when Lu LiXiao comes back, but he is waiting for him.

I don't know how long later, the voice of Lengmo outside the door: "fourth elder martial brother?"

Zhou ziruo immediately straightened up his upper body and heard Lu LiXiao's low voice, "well."

Oh, didn't you go boating with the female master? Isn't it natural and unrestrained? Coming back so soon? Dumped by other girls?

Zhou ziruo waited for Lu LiXiao to open the door, but the closed door didn't move. He only heard the door of the next room open and close. Lu LiXiao seemed to go to Lengmo room.

…… Do you even want to see me?

Lu, how are you!!!

Zhou ziruo grabbed his bedspread and kept silent for a long time until he twisted the neat cloth out of deep folds. Finally, he could not help jumping down from the bed and went straight to the next door. "Bang" he kicked the door open, and the two people in the room turned to look at him. After a glance, they turned back as if nothing had happened.

Lengmo sits on his knees at the edge of the desk practicing calligraphy to nourish his character, while Lu LiXiao sits by the window reading. Both of them look as if there is no third person in the room.

Zhou ziruo stares at Lu LiXiao for several times and strides towards the book case.

"How about practicing calligraphy?"

Lengmo looks up at him and feels the obvious provocative smell on him. He can't help but frown and put down his pen.

Zhou ziruo took away the words Lengmo was writing, and made a very clear appearance to appreciate, "tut Tut, it's very good! It's really elegant. Our Damu is still foolishly dark against the sun in the downtown area! "

He mention Mu Qi Jun coldly, let the eyebrow of cold Mo frown deeper.

"I learned calligraphy when I was a child. What did our teacher say By the way, it's a good word to write with calm heart! I've never been able to calm down. My writing is like a dog's gnawing. Look at the good writing. How quiet is my mind? I didn't even think about our big bath, did I? His surname is really right. The whole soaked wood is black with mildew! He takes his heart out, and people don't remember when they step on it. He takes people's games seriously

Zhou ziruo's words are more and more mean, cold Mo's facial expression is cold to go down, "don't say."

"Can you do it without being told? Don't you just rely on my Damu to like you and be obedient to you? Is it his fault that he likes you? Like you, you deserve it? Why? Is Qingyang mountain great? Is the first fairy gate great? Just because you are a promising young man of a famous school, you can trample on the sincerity of others and play people like monkeys? Did others lower you? Eat your rice, let you support or rely on you to live? Do you all think of yourself like this? "

Zhou ziruo is clearly fighting for Muqi Jun, but the more he says he is aggrieved, he completely forgets that now he is also a member of the famous school who "treats himself as a root onion".

Lengmo suddenly gets up, picks up Xuehua beside the case and goes out. Zhou ziruo is not frightened by his cold breath. He shouts to his back: "our family's Damu is just a little experience. It's a moment's impulse. In the future, when he wakes up, you'll have no sense of existence like the weeds at his feet! If you cry and beg him, he won't look back! "

After panting, Lengmo's footsteps have completely disappeared. There were only two people left in the room. Zhou ziruo turned his eyes and saw Lu LiXiao still sitting quietly by the window. He leaned against his chair and didn't move his body. It seemed that he didn't hear what he said just now. The sunlight from the outside came through the window and outlined his hard and sharp side face. It reflected his eyes facing the books in a kind of trance and illusion, and it was difficult to distinguish the slightest state of mind.

Zhou ziruo's heart was completely cool, and when he turned around, he rushed out of the door.

It rained, and it just rained.

In a moment, the pedestrians and vendors in the downtown street ran away. Muqijun stood alone on the empty street, still stunned by the rapid evacuation of the noisy crowd like wings.

He smoothed his wet hair and planned to find a place to shelter from the rain. When he turned around, he saw a man standing behind him. He almost sat down on the ground.

"Mo!" Muqi Jun was both surprised and happy.

Lengmo doesn't have an umbrella, and his whole body has been wet. Muqi Jun takes off his coat and wants to put it on for him. Then he finds that his coat is also wet. "Take shelter from the rain, don't get caught in the rain..." He went forward to pull cold Mo's hand, cold Mo avoid, was washed red by rain eyes straight at him.

"Mo..." Mu Qijun suddenly felt a little helpless. "Rainstorms usually don't last long There are more than 600 people left. When the rain stops, I can finish 2000 today... "

"No need." Cold Mo mouth says.

"Ah?" Mu Qi Jun didn't understand his meaning for a moment.Cold Mo clear way: "I and you absolutely impossible."

Muqi Jun seems to be suddenly choked by something. He thinks that he should have a lot to say at this time, but he can't speak in front of this person.

Rain along Lengmo's cheek slide down, drill into the collar, very cold. But his words were colder.

"Originally, I just wanted you to retreat. Since you didn't understand it, I'll make it clear to you here Even if I don't believe it. Wind and snow in me, but duckweed water, this life, I cold Mo will not join hands with anyone! Don't waste your time on me. Give up. "

Then he wanted to leave, but Muqi Jun grabbed his arm, "Mo......"

"Haven't you heard clearly yet?" Lengmo suddenly gets angry and shakes off his hand.

Mu Qi Jun looks at him suspiciously. Lengmo is always a person who is as cold as ice. But in front of him, he is like a fire, burning himself and tearing others apart.

He opens mouth to want to say what, cold Mo but Huoran raises snow China to point to him, a word of say: "don't get close to me again."

The cold scabbard was on muqijun's throat, as if it could run through his neck with a little force. Lengmo looks at him for half a moment, takes back his sword and strides away. His back gradually disappears behind the blinding rain curtain.

For a long time, Muqi Jun seems to find his mind. He takes a long breath and squats down. Big raindrops hit him, he was like a bent branch, dejected.

I don't know how long it used to be, I put an umbrella under my head. Mu Qi Jun looked up with hope. At the moment when he saw Zhou ziruo's face under the umbrella, he sighed with disappointment.

"Don't be dead, you're just dumped? What a big deal? I've been abandoned all along, but I didn't say a word! Let's go and investigate the case! " Zhou ziruo drags muqijun and drags him to the opposite direction.

As expected, the rainstorm stopped soon after. The crowd of people taking shelter from the rain came back to the street one after another, and Tongyang city became lively again.

In the daytime, muliu street has always been cold and quiet, but today it is different. On the street not far from yunlanxuan, the inner three floors and the outer three floors are full of people. The clamorous discussion provokes a middle-aged man from yunlanxuan's gate.

Zhang Fu is in charge of Yun lanxuan. He helps Yun's mother take care of all the affairs in the building on weekdays. Last night, Zhuohua died in a strange way. All the girls and waiters were in a panic. Zhang Fu finally calmed them down. Early this morning, some timid girls and servants in the building asked to leave. Just after finishing the last person's salary, he was planning to go back to his room to make up for sleep, so he was attracted by the noise outside.

Zhang Fu crowded into the crowd and came to the front row, only to realize that it was his brother who was selling himself to bury his father.

There was a corpse on the ground covered with white cloth. The cause and effect were written askew on the wooden board standing next to the corpse. Two men in mourning bowed their heads and knelt beside the corpse. The shorter one was still sobbing.

As soon as a batch of people left the building, Zhang Fu started thinking when he was short of hands. He went forward and said, "two little brothers, look up and show me?"

Hearing this, the two brothers raised their faces. Zhang Fu and the onlookers were convulsed, and they thought: these two brothers I'm really a brother

This sentence does not mean that their facial features are similar. In fact, no one can see what the two brothers' facial features look like. One of them had a huge red and black birthmark on his face, the other had pockmarked faces and was as ugly as the other.

But the good thing is that the two men don't need to run around in front of the guests when they buy back to be a boy or a long-term worker, so they won't damage the nature of the guests or insult yunlanxuan's appearance.

The selling price of the two brothers is very low. Even if Zhang Fudang bought the man, the two brothers who had the whereabouts happily almost forgot their dead father lying on the ground.

Zhang Fu called two guardians from the building to help the elder brother deal with his father's funeral. He first took the younger brother back to yunlanxuan. As soon as he entered the gate, he was about to take him back to the courtyard. A gentle male voice stopped him: "Uncle Zhang?"

"Oh, Zijin? Everyone went to bed late last night. Why don't you get more sleep? " Zhang Fu warmly welcome up, Zijin childe's Qin but for yunlanxuan attracted a lot of big gold.

Zijin saw the young man with drooping head behind Zhang Fu and asked, "Uncle Zhang, this is..."

"Oh, yes." Zhang Fu will just say again.

After hearing this, Zijin said: "just in time, I want a little guy to serve me with me. I can run errands for me on weekdays. I'd better give him to me."

Zhang Fu thought of his face with the birthmark, shaking his head: "that's not good! The child's skin is not good. He's put in your room waiting for the guests to come. Don't you see that he's not disappointed? "

Zijin's face was slightly cold, and his tone was tough: "Uncle Zhang probably forgot that the guests came to Zijin's room to listen to the music, not to see the beauty." Then he couldn't help saying that he was the master, "so it's settled. The child will go with me. I'll pay his salary. I don't have to pay from Yun lanxuan's account room. I'll send him to you later. "

Zhang Fu secretly scolded himself for committing the taboo of Zijin under his impulse. He didn't dare to say anything more to offend the arrogant master, so he had to watch him pull the boy up the stairs.