Chapter 171: School grass boyfriend is a ghost (43)

As for Mo Liang, I have to be angry with this matter, that is her own business...
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In an ancient small courtyard, the wind blows up the fallen leaves on the ground, and a quiet and mysterious atmosphere is rolled up.
In the house, the old man turned his back on the card in front of the case with respect and respect.
There was no one above the futon, but the old man hesitated, and whispered, "Are you decided?"
In the transparent air, the young man licked his head, the beautiful scorpion was like a gem, and the white and tender dimples on the cheeks showed a little childishness.
He took the paper and pen next to him, and took the long, white fingers to hold the pen and dropped the handwriting.
The old man did not dare to disturb quietly until the other party finished writing and handed the paper to him. He bowed his head respectfully, and took his hands over his head and spread it out.
[You said that you have a way]
When he was indulging for a moment, he looked up cautiously and looked at the empty air opposite him. He whispered: "Adults, the way I said... may not be successful."
The other party did not move.
The old man paused and cautiously said: "The adult is still thinking twice. This is against the heavens. If it succeeds, if it fails, you will dissipate."
He stopped again and bowed his head more respectfully, only to whisper: "You are like this... isn't it good? The girl should not mind..."
Ji Chen gave him a look, and the delicate eyebrows were slightly picked: "Of course she doesn't mind."
"..."
This tone. Although seemingly careless, with a little childlike pride and pride.
The old man couldn't help but smile and smiled.
I called the girl that day and advised her to leave the adult... It seems that he thinks more.
Can touch objects, can touch the sun, and can manipulate unknown forces. This adult is not an ordinary ghost, nor can it bring trouble to the girl.
Although he does not know exactly what identity the adult is, it is conceivable that it must not be simple, at least it is beyond the existence of the world.
What is amazing is that such a big man is so deep and willing to pay any price, just to guard a girl's life...
He unconsciously wants to raise his hand and touch his beard, his fingers move, but he thinks that there is a presence above heaven, and then he does not move with respect and respect.
After the young man glanced at him, he didn't look at him any more. He just stunned his throat and looked at the quiet yard. He whispered: "This way, there is nothing wrong with it..."
He paused slightly, his delicate white face, but a slightly unpleasant expression. He turned back, picked up the pen and paper, and quietly dropped the pen.
The old man looked at the pen and jumped on the paper. After a while, the note was handed over.
[But I won't get old, she will]
The old man stunned.
The book was taken back, the pen fell again, and the slight rustling sounded the silence around.
Hand over again.
[I want to be together]
Word by word, childish, serious.
He becomes a ghost, but it is equivalent to having an eternal life. But he wants to grow old and die again. Complete death. Just for... accompanying a person?
The old man was silent for a long while, and finally respectfully bowed: "The grown-up has decided... I will do my best."
On the opposite side, I put down the pen and paper at random, as if a gust of wind plunged, and the small courtyard was silent.
......
The white fingers held the window, and the teenager jumped into the room from the window and saw the girl who was sleeping on the bed, and her eyes softened subconsciously.
He bent his lips.