Chapter (4)
Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading! Don't forget to spread the word.
"You said that there are no crows in the city? Yes, you know the grove next to the lotus pond in our school, right? I saw it inside. Why did I drill into the grove? What? My friend, I'll beat you to death if you guess again... Forget it, don't beat me, you'll all be dead."
"Xing Xing Xing tell you," his voice became longer and longer, "I went inside to think about life, the thesis almost didn't get me stuck, you almost, really only a little bit, just a little bit, you just I can reunite with your brother in the underground. I can't read the fucking scriptures. I'm a ghost, and so many people who have studied don't see anyone who really understands. Don't laugh at me? Giggle to me? You'll be happy if you kill me, right? Believe it or not, I'll throw a rope and hang it right away to accompany you."
Speaking of dry mouth at the end, Tao Ling realized that he forgot to buy water just now.
The wind was a little cold, and the night was low and vertical until it was completely dark. He put on his coat and sighed: "Fuck you, Autumn Tao Jun, I don't like autumn at all."
He raised his arm and looked at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock.
"I've been chatting with you for so long today, give me money." Tao Ling laughed to himself for a while, finally got up and patted his trousers, "I'm leaving, I have to go to work tomorrow."
When he turned around, Tao Ling thought, as long as I don't talk to Tao Jun, I will be a graceful teacher Tao.
Just after taking two steps, there was a sudden click next to it.
Tao Ling felt agitated in his heart and looked sideways, just to see a large juniper swaying not far away, and a person emerged from the middle.
He involuntarily stepped aside half a step.
The street lamp in the distance had been on for a long time, but only a little light came over, but it was also because of this stingy light, Tao Ling was able to see the slight surprise on the face of the person who came.
"Wen Qingying?" He blurted out.
After he finished speaking, he frowned immediately. It seemed that he had recited the name silently in the afternoon, and he had recited it more than once, but he called it out so naturally.
Fortunately, he is deaf... as if not so lucky.
Wen Qingying blinked.
Tao Ling breathed a sigh of relief, bullying others to be inaudible, and whispered, "It's so fucking scaring me that I don't even make a sound, thinking that ghosts are haha, don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of ghosts at all, I'm just afraid of Tao Jun."
Wen Qingying let go of the hand holding Arborvitae, walked in front of him, and patted his body.
"Why are you here?" Tao Ling said word by word.
It doesn't matter if he can read lips or not, it's better to speak slowly.
After the initial shock, Wen Qingying quickly regained her composure. Seeing Tao Ling talking, he pointed to his side, and then took out his mobile phone to type.
A faint light shone from the screen to illuminate his face, and before Tao Ling could take a closer look, the phone was already supported.
On the notepad was written: "What a coincidence, I remember you, the gentleman who bought flowers in the afternoon. I came to see my mother, and I came across the path. I'm sorry, did I scare you? I thought there was no one in the cemetery at this time. "
"No, no." Tao Ling waved at him.
The author has something to say: Qingying is in Chengyuan, and Gu Xiao is in the peak: one of Zhou Mi's "Ten Interpretations of Autumn Miscellaneous Xing". "Let's go?" Tao Ling said, after thinking about it, Wen Qingying couldn't hear him, so he pointed to the road in front of him and made a simple gesture of invitation.
Wen Qingying looked at him and nodded lightly, but didn't move.
The path between the tombs can only be passed by one person, Tao Ling paused, and walked out ahead of him.
One after the other, the two walked silently through Berlin, passing one grave after another. Stepping on the road with lights, Tao Ling politely slowed down, and Wen Qingying followed.
Going down the stairs built on the low mountain, it was already dark, and there was only the sound of the wind around, as if the two of them were left alive in the entire cemetery.
At first, Tao Ling felt a little uncomfortable. After all, he was a stranger. It was annoying to greet each other, and it was strange not to speak. But after half a minute, he suddenly realized that Wen Qingying was deaf and mute. His quietness is different from others' quietness, at least not embarrassing.
Thinking of this, Tao made the whole person relax.
[Tips]: If you think this article is good, please recommend it to more friends! Sharing is also a pleasure.