Every world I die young

The pitch-black car kept speeding towards Wanggui Mountain. Mo Yinglan's expression was sullen, and he didn't seem to be excited at all. Qin Yihan suddenly regretted that he only took him to Wanggui Mountain for fun.

It's just a few kilometers away to reach the destination, and it's not good to turn around now, after all, they have agreed to others, and it is not Qin Yihan's style to regret it temporarily.

Mo Yinglan leaned on the back of the seat sadly, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window with her head tilted, her face was gloomy and gloomy, but in her heart, hehe...

If you don't believe me, let's see, the system has been resting quietly all the way, Mo Yinglan suddenly exclaimed from the bottom of her heart: Ah——

The frightened system immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Harm, in fact, is not right, the system has no entity, how can it break out in a cold sweat, but the effect is the same.

The system innocently thought that Mo Yinglan had encountered some sudden crisis, and immediately dedicated herself to her job and asked fearfully as if facing an enemy: What's wrong, what happened!

As a result, Mo Yinglan said something to it: Just now the car passed by a very big, beautifully decorated and luxuriously decorated hot pot restaurant, I really want to go in and take a look... [Idiot face]

system:……

To be honest, I really want to beat him up...

However, what made the system crash even more was that someone was startled and stumbled all the way. When the car gradually moved away from the urban area and the dazzling array of shops on the roadside gradually became sparse, the exhausted system breathed a sigh of relief.

When he got out of the car to sort out the climbing supplies, Mo Yinglan just stood there with a dazed face. He vaguely remembered that he had only climbed the mountain with his parents when he was seven years old. Those long-term memories have long been blurred. After so many years After the past, he no longer had the experience of playing around, and for a while, he didn't know what he should do.

Qin Yihan saw his helplessness, and with one step of his long legs, he wrapped the person in his arms, and quietly told the driver to pack his things. Mo Yinglan wriggled in his arms embarrassingly.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, not counting before he was ten years old, when did he ever have someone wait on him like this? He turned his head to Qin Yihan with some confusion and said, "Well, I'll do it myself..."

Qin Yihan surrounded him domineeringly and said, "Don't worry about it, let the driver handle it. It's not that I didn't pay him."

Mo Yinglan bit her lip and said, "But I..."

Unbearable, Qin Yihan lowered his head and kissed his light-colored lips. The words left in Mo Yinglan's mouth suddenly disappeared deep in his throat.

His face turned red, and he reached out to push away the shy man behind him, but Qin Yihan grabbed his wrist.

"Hiss..." Pain flashed across Mo Yinglan's eyes, and Qin Yihan reacted abruptly, and immediately let go of his wrist, his expression darkened.

Slowly turning Mo Yinglan around, Qin Yihan stared into his eyes and said, "Why is it still not healed?"

Mo Yinglan lowered her eyes and glanced at the wrist wrapped in thick white gauze, there was blood oozing faintly, she suddenly laughed at herself, raised her head and said: "It's nothing, the nutrition has not been able to keep up these years, the wound has grown slowly."

Qin Yihan blinked and looked at his calm expression, so he didn't take this matter to heart. Later, when everything was irreversible, Qin Yihan recalled that now, he hated himself so much at this time The neglect of the moment.

After beckoning, Qin Yihan smiled and said, "Let's go."