Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

"Huh? I found it in your room. What's wrong?" Yue Yue was puzzled. Hua Lin meant that there was no way this watch would appear in front of him.

"My...room? It shouldn't be." Hualin shook his head and frowned, "It should be at my sister's place. How could it be..."

"There is a note inside. Maybe you will know after reading it." Yue Yue took a step back slightly and motioned to Hualin to look at the contents of the pocket watch.

Hualin raised his eyebrows and didn't understand why Yue Yue had to retreat. Then he opened the pocket watch as Yue Yue said, and then he saw a note, which made Hua Lin even more confused.

After opening the note and reading the contents clearly, Hualin's eyes gradually dimmed, while March stood aside and watched him quietly without speaking.

"...Hey, I thought...what was it. It turns out...it turns out to be like this." Hua Lin carefully folded the note and said with some choking, " These are all old stories from eight hundred years ago, I...I..."

"So, Cangye, she really..."

"I don't know how she is now, but I know she is in the library now." Hualin raised his head and looked at the moon simulated by the Luofu Fairy Boat, and murmured in a low voice, "At least, I did what I promised her. .”

"......Sorry, I......"

"Okay." Hualin waved his hand indifferently, "Maybe we will have a chance to meet again in the future. Let's go shopping with you first."

"Huh?" After hearing Hualin's words, Yue Yue widened her eyes and expressed doubts, which also attracted the attention of Xing and Tingyun behind her: "Didn't your sister turn into a book?"

"Yes...I personally received it."

"Then why do you say we will meet again in the future?"

"Well...it turns out you don't know." Hua Lincheng said thoughtfully, which made Yue Yue unable to react: "So what should we know?!"

"March." Hualin suddenly looked into March's eyes, catching March off guard, "Have you ever thought that since we can turn people into books, do you think there is any way we can restore them?"

"Hmm...ah? Your Angelica curator doesn't want to collect books and make books, and then...what is he going to do next?"

"...It's Director Angela. She wants to create a 'Book of Truth' about the city. As for Angelica...it's a good thing that the black mute is not here." Hua Lin He was a little surprised and speechless. He really didn't expect that March actually knew Angelica's name. Then he seemed to think of something. He took a step back and looked at March and said carefully, "Um...Hua Xiaolin?"

"Well! Tell me! What's your relationship with that Angelica! Why can she call you Hua Xiaolin such an affectionate name!"

Hearing the name "Hua Xiaolin", Yue Yue immediately thought of who Angelica was, and directly grabbed Hua Lin's shoulders and interrogated her. This sudden movement not only frightened Hua Lin, but also Xing and Tingyun who were watching the show behind them.

"Benefactor, who are they talking about, Director An? What other sister turned into a book, what kind of fairy tales are there?" Tingyun asked Xiang Xing with a smile while wagging his tail, covering his mouth with a fan, and Xing He replied lightly: "Nothing, just a library director. Hua Lin's previous job in the library was to turn people into books... Of course, believe it or not."

"Since my benefactor has said so, of course I believe it, little girl." After hearing Xing's words, Tingyun was stunned for a moment, then the smile on his face became brighter, and the look he looked at Hualin became more intriguing. .

Like, a fox sees its prey.

"I, Hualin, swear here today that the relationship between me and Angelica is just an ordinary colleague and friend..." Hualin's emotionless voice came, and the two turned to look, Hualin made a promise to Yue Yue with a look of despair on his face, while Yue Yue nodded with satisfaction, still holding the dull hair on Hualin's head.

"Yeah, I'll let you go this time. Let's go shopping together, Hua Xiaolin." Yue Yue said, grabbing Hualin's silly hair and walking forward, while Hualin gently He held March's hand and said, "March, be gentle, it hurts."

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, it's my first time to scratch my hair. I didn't expect it to feel so good." He said this, but March still didn't let go of his hand, instead he held it tighter.

“Hiss—it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!” Hualin violently broke away, rubbing his scalp and complaining, “March, no matter what, I am your boyfriend, so you can’t... .Be gentle?”

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to say that after asking me to worry so many times, I finally found a way to punish you. Of course I should make good use of this opportunity." Yue Yue turned her head with some emotion, and then asked angrily. He said, "Speaking of which, why did your stupid hair disappear after that? Obviously... this feeling is quite comfortable."

In the second half of March's words, her voice was obviously much softer, and she secretly put her hands behind her back, gently rubbing them back and forth where Hualin couldn't see, as if she was reminiscing about this feeling. While saying this, March's cheeks also turned slightly red.

Of course, Hualin didn't hear the second half of March's words, not even the slight blush on his cheeks. At this moment, he was staring at the virtual moon above his head in a daze, as if recalling the bright moon hanging in the sky when he first met the Cangzhu sisters and ran out of the underground laboratory.

"What's the reason... maybe it's because those people who liked to pick on my stupid hair are no longer here." Hualin smiled bitterly at himself, and this smile full of vicissitudes and helplessness directly made Yue Yue Stunned.

"Hualin, I..."

"Shh, life is so hard, I just want some good scenery. Let's go, I promised you that I would take a nice walk with you."

Hualin couldn't help but take Yue Yue's hand and walked towards the depths of Changletian. When Yue Yue saw this, he didn't say anything more. He held Hualin's hand tightly and followed his pace. Xing and Tingyun saw this. Just look at each other.

"How about... follow up?"

"Huh? My dear, this is not good. After all, this is a matter between their lovers, so we shouldn't disturb them."

"Oh, I believe Hualin won't mind." As he said this, Xing took Tingyun's hand and followed him, not noticing the raised corners of Tingyun's mouth.

As for Uncle Yang, he no longer knew where to go to enjoy the scenery.

At the same time, on the other side. Our cold-faced little green dragon is still lost.