"Brother Ah Jiu?" Li Jin shouted with a smile.

And the next moment, the umbrella surface that had been pressing was finally lifted up slowly.

This is an extremely guided usage.

First, the lines guide his memory, and then the same dress.

In addition, it's night now, so I can't see clearly.

Li Jin didn't really want to dress up as a master's wife to say anything. Her main purpose was to make Mr. Meng realize that his lover was dead and that he could not return to him.

The more others say, Mr. Meng’s reaction is getting stronger, so he must let him say something like “So you are no longer here.”

Only formal wounds can heal it.

Otherwise, I could only cover my hair and run out of pus and eventually lose my life.

Li Jin's long braids were reflected in Mr. Meng's eyes.

He was so excited that he wanted to walk forward.

"You're back!"

His voice seemed to be begging and the roar of a beast before death, making people unable to help but look at it.

The eye sockets are sore.

There was a dark night outside the door, and there was bright light on this side of the door.

Interweaving into an indescribable obscure gray light, reflecting on Li Jin's face.

"You're finally back, I've always believed you'll be back."

He reached out to Lalijin.

"Stop." Li Jin suddenly spoke, and his voice became low, "Ten years ago, I was lying alone on the floor of my home, and the floor was very cold."

“The heart hurts too.”

Her eyes looked directly at Mr. Meng in front of her, and she shook her head in horror.

"No, no, you...you are still here."

"You see, don't you stand in front of me now?" Old Meng felt like he was torn into pieces by pain.

"My body has long turned into ashes, don't you know?" Li Jin smiled helplessly, and his low voice made Mr. Meng, who was mentally confused at the moment, unable to hear who the person opposite was.

He missed the people he had been ten years, he deceived himself for ten years, and now he is standing in front of him again.

In fact, deep down he knew that his lover had left and would never come back.

But the other side was unwilling to believe this because he was only busy with work.

So no one knows that the lover dies at home.

I didn't even see the last time. He obviously was fine when he left, but why did he turn into a handful of dust when he came back?

He didn't want to believe it, so he began to deceive himself.

He knew it deep in his heart, but his mind was pulling him, don't look down, don't look at the wound.

He will die.

"I'm sorry..." Old Meng's lips were trembling, "I'm really sorry."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't be just busy with work. I should spend more time with you."

"I obviously didn't take on that scene, but why couldn't I hold back?"

"Lan, Lan, come back."

Mr. Meng couldn't help but grab Li Jin's hand, "You hate me, right?"

"You've always hated me, right?"

Li Jin held his hand tightly.

Yu Qianfan got out of the car and stood not far away and watched them.

Mr. Meng was half kneeling on the ground, and his tears came out of tears.

The old naughty boy who used to smoke him with a feather duster is now crying so hard that it makes people feel unbearable to see it.

Just cry.

Even if I am afraid I can't cry, I live in my own illusory dreams every day, so that after I wake up from the nightmare every night, I can only feel the coldness on my face.

I have deceived others, but I can't deceive my own heart after sleeping.

The lonely heart was already full of holes, and I wanted to take him out before the blood was dry.

This is something Yu Qianfan thought he could not do, but Li Jin did half of it.

"Brother Ah Jiu..."

Li Jin bent down and shouted softly, "She has never blamed you."

"She must be very sad, leave you alone in this world."

"So please don't make her sad."

Mr. Meng looked up in tears, and the little girl in front of him slowly squatted, and the light suddenly illuminated her face.

Her eyes were as clear as when he first saw Lan.

The dewdrops dripped on the tip of the leaves rolled into his heart and rushed open the door called like.

But it's just like.

She is not Lan.

His Lan can never come back, even if he holds photos every day and lives in the play he knitting.

But the show is over, it will eventually end.

"master."

Li Jin held his hands slowly and firmly with both hands.

Mr. Meng looked at her quietly and saw Li Jin clearly in a trance.

He sat on the ground with his legs soft.

"Master... Master... Master's wife is gone." Li Jin's hands kept conveying a warm feeling.

It's different from the cold photos.

"But you have two very cute apprentices, especially me!" Li Jin smiled at him, "And Ed and Avril, have you reconciled with them?"

"Actually, my teacher's wife came to my dream before."

"Whether you believe it or not, it was my master's wife who asked me to save you." Whether it is true or false.

What Mr. Meng now needs is a spiritual sustenance.

His eyes moved, as if he had regained a little bit of his spirit.

"I don't think my master's wife hates you, but she still loves you as always."

After all, love is mutual. If the master’s wife hadn’t loved the master first, how could the master have been in a dream for the next ten years?

This day is destined to be a long time for Mr. Meng.

First, I untied my heart with Ed, and then I had to face up to the scene I knitting had been finished.

When someone who was dressed like her stood in front of him, half ecstasy was half ecstasy.

The deceased should not be pursued, and fools understand the truth.

Yu Qianfan walked over at the right time to pull both of them up. He bent down and picked up the photo frame that fell to the ground.

I carefully wiped off all the water stains on it.

"The master must be very tired. I will help you go back and rest and just have a good sleep." Yu Qianfan pulled Mr. Meng up, but found that Mr. Meng was like exhausted and could not stand steadily.

Li Jin was a little anxious, but saw that Yu Qianfan had bent down.

"It's okay, I'll carry you."

That arrogant man looked very handsome even when he bent down and bent his knees.

Li Jin couldn't help laughing, and helped Mr. Meng and took Yu Qianfan's back.

He carried Mr. Meng, and his valuable leather shoes fell on the mud and water, and he took every step very steadily.

Mr. Meng heard the sound of raindrops and fell on the umbrella.

In a very sad mood, he suddenly turned around and saw Li Jin following behind, holding up an umbrella for the two of them.

In the cold night rain, the silly child smiled with satisfaction, as if he had accomplished something amazing.

He accepted an amazing apprentice.

Mr. Meng closed his eyelids very tiredly.
To be continued...