Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 637: Monster (4)
The young man closed his eyes, knowing that the little girl was playing tricks again, that little hand had been smeared with ink at some point, and at this moment, she must have smeared it all over the place, but as long as he thought of the little girl smiling Then he smiled again: "Then, Ah Wan, you have to watch carefully."

……

Song Wanzhi's hand fell on his cheek.

However, before it fell on the young man's cheek, the young man suddenly stretched out his hand, then gently held her wrist, and then took a step back: "Girl, who are you?"

Girl, who are you?

These five words are like a heavy hammer.

The young man smiled and said, "Girl, my surname is Xiao, and my name is Xiao Xuesheng. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

With that kind of smile, she remembered that the corners of his brows would be slightly stretched when he smiled, like an unfinished cursive handwriting. She remembered that when he spoke to strangers, he would also have such a smile. Everyone thinks that Xiao Xueyi is easy to get along with, but no one knows that this young man often pushes people away with a smile.

It was the last piece of snow in Zhao Country, drifting down slowly with desolation, turning into water without a trace.

This person is so similar to the person in memory.

Song Wanzhi said hoarsely, "I'm Ah Wan."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Ah Wan? Girl, my Ah Wan is not as old as you. She is still a little girl, about eleven or twelve years old. She knows how to eat sweet and sour plums, but she only likes sweet and sour plums. It was picked on May [-]th. My Ah Wan will run to the mountain road in the middle of the night, and then talk to the birds in the mountain. She will have thousands of different appearances, but she is not like you."

"I know her, no matter what she becomes, I will remember her."

"So, you're not."

……

So, you are not.

The experience at the age of 13 had already sculpted her into a different appearance. Those flying blood and wantonness were buried in silence by time, and when she looked back, she could no longer recognize herself.

And the young man looked at her devastated look, and comforted her: "Girl, it's no big deal to admit the wrong person, as long as you want to look for it, you will always find it."

"Sorry, I'm not the one you're looking for."

As he spoke, he didn't even ask for the mask she was holding, but turned around, and then continued to move forward.

And the old horse, after giving Song Wanzhi a faint look, turned around and left.

Huoleng, don't even you recognize me?
Xiao Xuesheng.

Xiao Xueyi.

Standing there, she seemed to have lost all her strength, while the young man was still moving forward step by step.

Xiao Ye, who was standing on the high platform, couldn't bear it for a long time, and then ran towards Song Wanzhi regardless of the obstruction of the ceremony officer!
The boy moves forward.

In the whole world, there was only the lonely figure of that young girl. Holding the half mask, she just raised her head and looked at the figure of the boy in white who was getting further and further away.

Everyone knows that this girl has admitted to the wrong person.

However, most people's eyes fell on Song Wanzhi, but they couldn't help showing some sympathy.

And the boy walked a few steps, looked back at the girl, then turned around, turned back again, then took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and handed it over: "Don't cry, just wipe away your tears."

And just as he handed it out, it was lightly brushed away by a hand that stretched out.

"Need not."

Su Mengchen gently brought Song Wanzhi into his arms, and then said: "Sorry, the young master looks like an old friend, so Zhuo Jing admitted his mistake."

(End of this chapter)