Chapter 707: Stupid i know

Entering the room, watching the black robe of Long Zhutian on the soft couch, Yang Zimei's tears could no longer be suppressed.
What a bad guy! Bad guy! Bad guy! !! !! !!
Why do you hurry like this every time?
Why don't you stay a little longer?
Leave tomorrow and she won't complain.
"Meow—"
The black cat's scream interrupted her grievance, put down her dragon robe every day, and hurried to Master's bed.
Master still lay quietly with her eyes closed, as if a long tired person was sleeping.
She reached out to check his pulse. Fortunately, she beat as usual, but the missing soul couldn't return.
The black cat on the side looked at her with big dark green eyes ...
Yang Zimei reached out and touched his head, and said to him in a lost face: "Xiao Hei, can you tell me why you have to leave so hastily every day? Why can't you stay with me for a long time? Is my fate necessary? Is that so lonely? "
Talking, her tears shed again, dripping on the back of her hand that was holding Master, "Master died because of me, and Master must have also become like this because of me, whether it was the last life or Can't I change the fate of the mourning star in this life? Oh, it ’s so funny to want to come. I can figure out the future of others, but I know nothing about myself. "
"Meow--"
The black cat yelled at her, and stretched out her paw to pat her back gently, as a comfort.
"And Xiao Hei, you are in that weird alley, you can clearly talk to me, why can't you say it now? What is the relationship between you and my master? Why stay with him like this? By your side? Can you tell me, where did my master ’s souls go? Who was posing as my master before?

Yang Zi looked at the black cat with a sad look. "I really don't want to live such a life. I really admire Xia Mo. They are simple and don't need to be bumpy. I don't understand why I can be born again. God wants me to shoulder it What? I really do n’t want to shoulder anything, I just want to have a bunch of children in this house with my family, with my master, and day by day. "
"Meow--"
The black cat responded to her, then said she didn't understand, and closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
At this time, the mobile phone text message sounded.
When she saw the text message from Long Zhutian, her heart was still a joy, so look away.
"Brow, believe me, I have to leave in a hurry because of my last distress, otherwise, I am willing to stay by your side forever, love you, miss you, do not forgive me."
After reading the text message, Yang Zimei's tears couldn't help the DC.
"Stupid fool, I know."
She replied with tears in her eyes, "But whenever you are free, you will come back immediately, I miss you!"
Long Zhutian sitting in the waiting room saw this line of words, and his narrow black eyes glowed like never before.
He knew that his brows would not be like other women, and he could understand his pains.
The phone rang again, An An's anxious and painful voice, "Long dragon, Fei Zi is dead!"
As soon as he heard it, he felt like he was hit hard by a heavy object.
The eight-year-old Feizi was picked up by him on the street and sent for special training. The special training he, like a loyal dog, worked for him and was his effective assistant.
In addition to viewing him as his most trusted subordinate, he also regarded him as his younger brother.
When there were only two people, Fei Zi blinked his eyes full of enthusiasm for the world and slyly called him brother.