Chapter 343 The Breeze Is Gone? (9)

The fat man blinked his eyes in a daze, "Xiaomi, boss Qingfeng is gone? Don't want us?"

Tang Duomi's nose suddenly became sore, "Yeah, maybe I don't want it anymore..."

She stood up, her heart was empty, and there was a kind of melancholy that she didn't know what to do.

The fat man stayed with Tang Duomi in a daze for a long time. He looked at Tang Duomi and asked stupidly, "Xiaomi, don't you want us anymore?"

Tang Duomi knocked him hard, and said with a forced smile: "Look at your stupidity! People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs. One day, they will all be scattered..."

It's just that she didn't expect it to disappear so quickly.

He left without leaving a single word, and walked simply, as if he had never appeared.

Tang Duomi ran to the grove where Qingfeng often stayed, and looked at the lonely net bed under the tree in the autumn wind, his heart was full of panic.

She roared towards a group of swan geese flying across the sky: "Qingfeng! You bastard! You left and I pretended you never came!"

The swan geese croaked and disappeared into the distant sky.

Swan geese are gone, and they will come back next year. Some people and some things, if they go, they will go forever, and they will never come back.

In the few days when he learned that Qingfeng had left, Tang Duomi was inexplicably depressed, often sitting on the sidelines in a daze, not thinking about the streets of Paris, but the days in the dark forest.

Scenes, like a dream, a dream after waking up, and intoxicated again.

Sitting on the net bed in the small forest, Tang Duomi grabbed Xiao Shortshou's small ears, "Little Shortshou, everyone is gone, you are not allowed to leave me and run away alone, do you know that if you dare to sneak away?" Run away, I will kill you, or ration you to a eunuch mouse... By the way, little short hand, when you arrive, will you be male or female?"

Tang Duomi opened the little short hand and rummaged carefully, "What is the female? What is the male?"

The little short hand meows meowingly, it knows how to be shy after living with people for a long time...

Tang Duomi carefully pawed its stomach, but it was shy and shy, not daring to see anyone.

"Hey, how do you separate the male from the female? Little short hand, let me ask you, if you want a female, you just blink once, if you want a male, just blink twice, do you hear me?"

The little short hands shyly shook the long white beards around his mouth.

Tang Duomi pointed at the little short hand, "Are you the mother?"

"Meow—" the little short hand blinked his dark eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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