However, Mulan didn’t feel depressed and urgent. She was asked about her sadness in one sentence. Cher was simply silent. In the silence, she felt sorry for herself, but she didn’t mean to blame.

After a while, Cher turned her back and the back looked a little lonely.
"If he asks about you, just save him yourself."
Mulan was still puzzled.
She looked at the snow figure inexplicably gave birth to a little love.
She wanted to get to the bottom of it, but she finally stopped and buried her doubts in the mountains behind this town.
Cher was left alone in the cave.
She has tried to get used to more than 400 sunrises and sunsets, but she didn’t expect this persistence to be like the old wine sealed in the wine cellar for many years. When the mud is sealed, the smell is always the strongest.
Unconsciously walked out of the cave, accompanied by several Yanlingwei silently.
When she saw the road, she walked in such a trance without asking where it was going.
She saw a stream.
The green leaves of the stream blown down by the wind gradually drift away as the stream bypasses the round gravel.
Cher has been thinking about a problem these days.
The most difficult problem to give up
In her spare time, she watched a film written by Meng Qing, a talented person who used to be in the dust house.
There is a saying in the book.
This sentence has been lingering in her mind.
Cher stared blankly at the never-falling leaves in the stream. "It’s better to forget about each other than to forget about the rivers and lakes."
……
Luo Changfeng found the Liu family described by Mu Yi’s old-timer with a strong soup.
The door is the little Niang Liu’s widow.
This Liu widow is about twenty years old, but she can’t leave the first seven days to wear a mourning suit. But the seven-year-old child at home has been ill in recent days and is afraid of hitting evil. She thinks this linen is unlucky, so she took off her linen yesterday and changed her body color.
Luo Changfeng looked at Liu’s widow’s eyes, which were as elegant as autumn waves. The latter’s hairpin hung loosely with moss on his forehead, and though it looked a little listless, his cheeks were quite pale, but the body still had a charm and charm.
Luo Changfeng, a pair of eyes with vigilance and doubts, briefly introduced himself as a new guy in the medical shop, and entered the courtyard after wrapping the medicine in the medicine jar.
Very ordinary courtyard, very ordinary room
Luo Changfeng took a rough look at the room and then stopped looking at the bed and lay a child.
The child’s forehead is sweating and his eyes are closed. It looks very painful, but he is stubborn. He is holding a wooden knife in his arms, like he can’t put it down, even if he is sick, he won’t leave his hand.
"Don’t be obedient, get up and watch Grandpa Mu treat you."
Liu’s widow sat on the bed and lifted the child up.
The child slowly opened his clear eyes and blinked, but didn’t see that Grandpa Mu was not naughty and said, "Mother lied."
Los Changfeng also sit next to the bed at this moment.
Reaching out and touching the child’s cheek, he said softly, "My name is the first day. I’m a new buddy in Grandpa Mu’s medical shop. What’s your name?"
The child looked weakly at the stranger in front of him and said, "I asked Liu to bid farewell to Grandpa Mu Yi and Sister Mulan. Why didn’t they come?"
Luo Changfeng gently rubbed the child’s head and smiled and said, "Grandpa Mu and Sister Mulan are seeing a doctor. Don’t get better soon, and we will see them then."
Small farewell said, "I’ll also want Grandpa Mu to tell me stories about swordsmen … Don’t like Grandpa’s stories best."
Luo Changfeng glanced at the wooden knife in Xiao farewell’s hand and said, "Why don’t you tell stories to your brother if you don’t get sick any more?"
There is a faint light in the clear eyes of the little farewell. The pain comes from the light of loving the knife. "Thank you, my first brother."
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