Every world I die young

I just hope that I don't come back too late, otherwise Deng Zepan would be worrying for nothing, and I don't know if Grandpa knew about this matter, if he knew that he would not die, he shouldn't talk too much, wouldn't it make his old man worry for nothing?

There were only a few sporadic cars driving on the road along the way, and Mo Yinglan forced herself to suppress the impatience in her heart at first, but after thinking about it, she still couldn't help telling the driver to go faster and faster.

Although he said it euphemistically, how could the driver not be able to hear it after running around for so many years?He laughed heartily and loudly: "Don't worry, don't worry."

Although he said don't worry, but his hands are not slow, the speed of the car is gradually increasing, Mo Yinglan's eyes are full of gratitude, when he got off the car, he deliberately stuffed the fare Give it to the driver, although the driver insists on not accepting it.

Standing on the bustling street again, Mo Yinglan only felt warm in his heart, and he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Mr. Shangguan, have you ever encountered similar things before?"

Standing behind him, Shangguan Ce seemed to be able to see his tangled facial expression. He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I've lived for so many years and it's not in vain. Simply controlling my emotions It's so easy, it's impossible to kill for no reason like those little devils who are dominated by inner obsession and resentment."

Shangguan Ce paused, and then continued: "There is no need to worry."

Mo Yinglan was silent for a long time before she cautiously said, "You don't mind."

Shangguan Ce laughed a little, thinking that he was worried about some serious event, so it was just this, it was not worth his anxiety.

"No, let's go."

Mo Yinglan raised his head and looked at the tall and luxurious residential area. His home was almost on the top floor. In fact, it was not a home. Knowing if he was out of his mind back then, he insisted on leaving his hometown and choosing to come here.

Probably because he spent his childhood with his grandfather, uncles and aunts, he didn’t cherish it, and he insisted on being with someone who never left a trace in his memory, but only existed in his imagination and books. The so-called "parents" depicted above live together.

Although the longing and anticipation deep in his heart have long been wiped out by repeated disappointments and blows, he still has no choice but to walk away. In the end, he probably didn't want to admit that he had lost completely, but still wanted to lose. Maintain this superficial warmth.

I couldn't see clearly before, but Mo Yinglan's eyes gradually became firmer. If they are still indifferent after he suddenly disappeared for two days this time, no matter what, he won't be like a fool waiting for them to look back. Gone to him.

After all, it should have been given up long ago.

Shangguan Ce felt Mo Yinglan's mood suddenly sinking. Although he didn't know if he thought of something because of his proximity to his hometown, or what he was worried about, he felt that the tip of his heart was lightly brushed by a feather. A faint strangeness lingered in my heart.

[Ding, the favorability value of the task target is +1, and the current favorability value is 71 points. 】

Mo Yinglan shook her head, changed the subject while walking, and asked, "By the way, Mr. Shangguan, do you know the identity of that ghost before? Why did she take me with Brother Deng? Is there any relationship between them? "

Shangguan Ce said: "The ghost said her name is Shengxue. According to my sensory feedback, she seems to be the blood relative of your little friend. I can feel the blood connection between them."

"what!"