Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

The monk turned his head to the window based on his feeling, and suddenly muttered to himself: "Wei Wei, what are you doing at this time?"

When Weiwei heard the monk mentioning herself, her heart sank again.She stopped crying and let go of her hand covering her mouth.

After the monk said this sentence, he didn't say another sentence for a long time. He slowly groped and retreated to the bed.

Wei Wei also breathed a sigh of relief, she decided to back out the door.

"You must not tell her that I am blind." The monk suddenly murmured again. [

Weiwei intuitively knew that "she" was herself, but she wondered why the monk refused to let her know.

"I don't know where the eldest brother and the others have gone. When they come back in a while, they must be told." The monk was still muttering to himself, as if he was reciting what was thinking in his heart with a repeater: "In her heart , It's better to keep my best side. It's too bad for the image to be blind, so don't let her know. "

What the monk said was very relaxed, as if he had played a little joke with himself on a summer afternoon.

But in Weiwei's heart, those words were as painful as being cut by a knife.She really wanted to say: "Fool, you will always be the most perfect image in my heart."

But she can't, she doesn't want the monk to know that she has been here, she doesn't want to cause some trouble that shouldn't be there.

It's time to go... Weiwei thought so.

The monk's nose twitched suddenly, and he felt as if he smelled something that shouldn't exist.

A very faint fragrance, which did not exist before, but now exists.I didn't notice it just now, but now I calm down, I smell it.

Sounds can be hidden, but smells cannot be hidden, and Weiwei has undoubtedly overlooked this point.

Seeing the movement of the monk's nose twitching and the change of expression on his face, she probably guessed what it was.

This kind of fragrance is very familiar to the monk, and he who once held Weiwei so intimately in his arms, of course he is no stranger to this kind of smell.

Is it hallucination?The monk's heart beat violently.Is it because I miss her so much that I have hallucinations?But why is this illusion so real?