The rebirth of the national school is too paranoid

Chapter 175 179. Shooting [[-]]

He still remembers many scenes, such as when he climbed to the top of a very high mountain overlooking the river below, he bowed slightly and smiled amidst a group of ragged people kneeling, and he once sat in a beautiful dress Under the resplendent hall, he drank silently and looked coldly at the woman who was toasting beside him. The faces and voices of other people except himself were indistinct.

He couldn't remember what he used to do, who he was, or what status he had.

But what gave him some relief was that, in the little memory he had left, he was a good guy.

Then he should have been a kind and good person.

This is like requiem soup, calming his anxious heart.

I heard that the woman in purple will come today.In this unknown place, he couldn't find anyone to rely on, and she was his last straw.

As for the name, he remembered it a little more clearly.Many vague voices in my memory have called him Mr. Mu, and I seem to have vaguely heard the voice of an immature girl calling him "Shili".

For some reason, once he read these two words in his heart, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips happily.

Does it mean Ten Miles of Peach Blossom?It's a nice name.

Just as Mu Shili was thinking in this way with downcast eyes, a dark figure in the rain slowly walked over holding an oil-paper umbrella of Meng Zhuzong.

The woman's voice sounded like a lingling sweet spring, "What are you doing here, sir?"

Mu Shili raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, and a girl's body came into view.

Just one glance, engraved in the bottom of my heart, for a lifetime.

In the drizzle, the white mist was lingering, and I saw the girl with a red umbrella and a purple dress, with long hair reaching her waist, and a graceful figure, walking towards him with graceful steps.

He was stunned for a moment.

She came closer, closer to him, his heartbeat accelerated, and he almost held his breath. Everything around him was still at this moment, as if there were only the two of them in the world.

Only the sound of raindrops can be heard.

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

It dripped into his heart, drop by drop, slowly fading away...

Mu Shili could even see her thick and graceful eyebrows, which were not as soft as spring water like ordinary girls, but rather sassy and heroic. Her eyes were fierce, like burning peach blossoms, deeply engraved in his heart.

"Is your son better? Why was he stabbed and fell down in the alley yesterday?"

Mu Shili narrowed his eyes, squeezed his fingers hidden in the wide sleeves of his white robe, shook his head lightly, and whispered cautiously: "I, forgot..."

Yan Ruyu had a panoramic view of his movements, and stood under the steps of the pharmacy holding a red umbrella, her voice seemed a little softer: "Then dare to ask your name and where you live?"

The young man's eyes seemed to be lit up in an instant, and the loneliness just now was wiped away, and he quickly replied with a voice as bright as pearls: "Mu Shili, I... only remember that my name is Mu Shili."

"Card!"

The director's voice sounded.

"Very good, that's how it feels. Okay, let's go rest at noon!"

Hua Yin lowered his eyes and raised them again, the corners of his lips evoked a faint smile, and the temperament around him changed drastically in an instant.

Even with the original long hair and white robe, people can't feel that this is Mu Shili who was clean and ignorant just now.

There is no trace of entanglement or bewilderment in the eyes, and he quickly pulled back from the play to reality, with a huge span.

　The must-have song for Valentine's Day - Happy Breakup.

　　But still give blessings to the beauties who have couples.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)