the lamb that destroyed the altar

Time always flies, two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Mu Ling's flower shop is on the right track.

He returned to the city life again, because the previous mission didn't have to worry about money anymore, the flower shop was just fulfilling his dream.

On both sides of the flower shop of about [-] square meters are various flowers, which are basically grown in water.The water is the nutrient solution he prepared, which is specially used for plants.

The wind at dusk suddenly picked up, blowing raindrops into the house, Mu Ling closed the glass door, and inadvertently saw a curled up figure on the opposite street corner.

Originally, he was not a meddlesome person, so Mu Ling turned and left as if he hadn't noticed anything.

The wind outside was getting stronger. For some unknown reason, he felt a little sad in his heart. The fidgeting Mu Ling still walked to the door. Through the transparent glass, he saw that the figure opposite was still there, and the obliquely flying raindrops kept falling. fall.

Since he kept thinking about it, he'd better go and have a look.Mu Ling casually took an umbrella from the door and walked towards the man.

Mu Ling's heart beat faster as he got closer, this man...

The dark red hair was wet by the rain, hanging down in strands, and the broken black vest was full of dust and wet by the rain.

The black umbrella seemed to prop up a piece of sky, and the person sitting in the corner with his knees crossed raised his head.

Red Owl?

No, Mu Ling looked at the person in front of him, Chi Xiao didn't have such eyes, there was nothing in his clean eyes, as if he had lost his mind.On one side of the man's left wrist is a reddish scar, as if healed after being burnt.

"Who are you?" Mu Ling knelt down and looked at this person who was exactly like Chi Xiao.

"Who are you?" Looking at Mu Ling, the man in front of him spoke hoarsely.

"I'm Mu Ling."

"I'm Mu Ling."

"Come with me!" Mu Ling reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, "You will be called Mu Yan from now on."

The man didn't answer, but obediently followed Mu Ling's strength, step by step.