Chapter 735: Seventy-seven, who is that body?

Jiang Musheng didn't know, how did Qiqi mention this, but the two did agree that they will never forget it in this life.
"Well, I will always remember you, and I will never forget you."
No matter what, the youth still follows the girl and returns to this sentence.
As a result, Qiqi smiled slightly, and looked more and more prosperous. The glamorous inscrutable thing seemed to be an angel who fell into the world and almost did not eat fireworks.
Because of its location, it is here in the mountains, although it is not very high, but it can still be seen from a distance. Under the mountains, the hazy scene is not far away.
"Seven seven, it's cold in the middle of the night, let's go back first, eh? Waiting for tomorrow, the weather will get better, and we will go up the mountain ..."
Seeing that it was not early, Jiang Musheng suggested so.
In the dim light, Qiqi listened to the youth's words, his expression faintly, revealing the unspeakable sorrow: "Go back? I'm afraid ... I can't go back!"
In Jiang Musheng's heart, the anxiety that had just been suppressed, and a little bit of re-expression, in the end stepped forward, it was necessary to hold the girl's hand: "Seven seven, you ..."
The voice did not fall, but at this moment, listening to a scream, it sounded in the silence, like a sign of a storm coming.
"Dead ... dead! Ah ..."
Xu was late at night, or it had just rained. Most of the people in the village rested at home and never went out.
Accompanied by this voice, it first disturbed many people at once, and when they saw it, they made a louder voice, one after another, disturbing the little Jiangjia Village.
dead?
Jiang Musheng frowned, because he was too far apart, and he didn't know the situation there. He only listened to a mess, with some light beams shining from afar.
At that location, it should be near the river. Suddenly a dead person happened. Can't help but guess, did it fall into the river?
In any case, this amazing thing makes people feel trance, especially Jiang Musheng, sinking endlessly.
Inexplicably, he looked back at Qiqi. She turned her back to him and was still playing with Liuying, as if not affected at all.
It is for this reason that Jiang Musheng's face is quiet, his smile is quietly condensed, his hands are unconsciously curled up, and slowly clenched into a fist, trying to restrain his emotions.
Even if he didn't look back, Qiqi still felt clearly, with a look on his back, staring at himself with a smile, turning back with a faint smile.
"Brother, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this ..."
Qiqi is still a group of innocent and innocent, just like a child who is not talking about the world.
Unclear what to say, Jiang Musheng was separated by inches, letting the slightly cool night wind blow and gently speaking: "Seven or seven, didn't you hear? There was a body found ..."
"Oh, so what?"
Slightly tilting his head, Qi Qiqi's face was confusing, and he was puzzled: "What is the relationship with me when I found the body? Brother, I'm not interested in the body."
If it is not a girl, it is not as interesting to talk about the sense of corpse, as simple as commenting on the weather.
Perhaps Jiang Musheng could still deceive himself because he was over-thought and should not link the two together.
For a long time, Jiang Musheng didn't say anything, but just stared at the girl. She was spreading her arms, facing the night breeze, and her figure was thin and pitiful.
Until the sound of the police car came from the mountain, the whistle of the police car was so harsh that people could not ignore it, so it sounded on the apex of the human heart.
"Seven seven ..."
After all, Jiang Musheng spoke again, a complicated call.
Then, he stepped forward and took the girl's hand steadily, slipped into her fingers, firmly interlocking her fingers.
In July 7th, the star eyes are better than the sky light, and there is a little doubt, he said lightly: "Seven seven, I will take you home, such a thing happened, it is not suitable to be outside again."
Jiang Musheng said, almost indiscriminately, to take the girl back.
On the night of late summer, there were only two of them around, and there were only two of them, above this mountain ... If you did n’t look down the mountain, they would only circle around, as if there were only two left overnight.
"Little brother, there is no time ..."
Qiqi was led by the youth and was forced to take a few steps forward, barely stopping.
Then she lifted her hands apart and broke the ten fingers they held together, breaking apart one by one: "Sorry, there is really no time."
However, Jiang Musheng turned his head and looked at Qiqi gently: "Are you tired? It doesn't matter, I will carry you down the mountain."
He said, facing the girl, he turned around and squatted slowly, indicating that he could lie on her back just like before.
"Jiang Musheng, you go down the mountain first. I want to wait for someone here ..."
Seeing the broad back of the young man, Qi Qi rarely showed mercy. He didn't want to involve him, and was involved in right and wrong.
Jiang Musheng stiffened, slowly stood up, and looked back at the girl.
It was seven or seven, and my eyes inadvertently glanced at some wild gypsophila. On this dim night, the pale white light blue bloomed, exuding pure beauty.
"Although the place is small here, but the victory is in the fresh air, you can also be unconstrained, free, and carefree. If you can, I hope that one day, you can come back here ..."
Qiqi picked up a bunch of gypsophila, held it in his hand, and took a deep breath.
At this point, Jiang Musheng can no longer pretend to be stupid. There are words in the girl's words, one sentence after another ... Maybe, as early as the beginning, it should be aware of something wrong, the same person with different personality.
"Brother, give it to you."
The starry sky in the hand was handed in front of the youth, and Yan Yan smiled in seven or seven words, as if he had seen it for the first time.
But no, this scene is not the first sight.
She traveled the mountains and rivers and finally came here, feeling very boring.
But inadvertently, the young man who met up and down the mountain, holding a bunch of stars in his hands ... met that scene, and smiled with his lips, it should be the most beautiful scene.
It is a pity that no matter how beautiful the scene is, it will eventually end.
In her mind, she has a lot of memories. The love and hate of previous life and this life are intertwined ... However, these are not their own, more belong to Luo Zheng, that is Luo Zheng's memory.
Her memory started from meeting Jiang Musheng, even if it was very short, she still felt it was worth it.
Jiang Musheng was slightly stiff, and while the girl insisted, she reached out and took it slowly.
In an instant, the girl ’s smile appeared bright in front of her, better than the starry sky in her hand. She turned around gracefully and said a sentence gently in her mouth:
"How can I meet you
For this
I have been praying for 500 years before the Buddha
Pray for us to make a connection
Buddha turned me into a tree
Grow by the road you must pass by
in the sun
Cautiously full of flowers
Blossoming is the hope of my past life
When you approach
Please listen carefully
That trembling leaf
Is the passion I wait for
And when you finally walk by
Landed behind you
I love
That's not a petal
That's my withered heart "
...
After he finished reading Qiqi, he was still facing away from the youth, looking up at the starry sky, his voice was very soft: "Brother, do you like this poem?"
For a long time, no one answered, Qiqi did not care, always standing quietly.
In the end, Jiang Musheng's question was ushered in: "Seven seven, who is that body?"
Sorry, I just went back to my hometown, and got sick with rain and fever. The update I owed yesterday, I tried to make up for it in two days.