Chapter 11 Sister

Bloomingly, Mo Shoucheng remembered his memory that had disappeared inexplicably - is it possible that he is also a pawn like the existence of the ancient demon gate?

As long as you think of this, Mo Shoucheng will not shudder.

"When are you going to leave?" Butterfly Leaf Blue's expression was even more gloomy, but she knew that she could not open her mouth to keep it at this time.

"In about five days, if your father hasn't been able to get out of the customs these days, I can't wait." Mo Shoucheng knew that in the battle of Qingyun Daomen, Guzhudie Yutang, as a foreign aid, really contributed a lot. That's why I will retreat and reply as soon as I return to the valley.

"Moreover, in the past two days, I'm very happy to see Brother Yan communicate with your disciples in the valley. I'm afraid he will regret it if he left in a hurry." In order to ease the low atmosphere, Mo Shoucheng said with a smile, "This is also a good thing. Brother Yan shouted that he was too idle two days ago and exchanged with you people in the valley. Fighting made him bring up his full spirit."

Die Ye Lan sneered and said, "Yes, you, Brother Yan, are really energetic. On the first day of playing, you knocked down more than a dozen junior disciples in the valley. Now that group of people are afraid of him and call him Yan crazy behind their backs.

"Okay, go ahead, I'm leaving too... There are still a lot of things waiting for me to deal with." Butterfly Leaf Blue looked at him gradually about to make the finished product and planned to leave now. Mo Shoucheng didn't expect this and couldn't help saying, "Well, won't you go to see Xiaolan with me? It's not so exaggerated to be so busy, is it?"

"No, I'm very busy. I'll go first." After hurriedly leaving this sentence, Die Yelan finally glanced at the completed machine bird in Mo Shoucheng's hand and fled.

A few steps before she escaped, she slowed down. In fact, nothing happened. It's just that I just don't want to face that scene.

I don't want to witness the scene where Mo Shoucheng gave the machine bird to his sister.

Her mind could not be understood for a while. At this time, he finished the final work of making the machine bird, just cleaned up a pile of used materials, and then rushed out.

Mo Shoucheng took a look at the various toys he made and thought to himself: It's just a little rushed, and the appearance always seems to be something short of.

Since he fled that day, Butterfly Canglan has never walked out of the room. Of course, he also knows it and feels helpless. In the past few days, although he has been silently repairing this small yard, returning to his room and carefully making machine birds, Mo Shoucheng has never knocked on the door.

Because he felt that he should give some time to calm the other party down.

It's just that he didn't know that although the door of the room was closed and the curtains were also closed, the girl in the room always raised the corner of the curtain from time to time and secretly looked out of the house. Take all his actions over the past few days into his eyes and keep them in mind.

Therefore, before Mo Shoucheng reached out and knocked on the door this time, the door had already been opened.

This stunned Mo Shoucheng for a moment and turned around for a long time - he was going to spend a lot of time, but he didn't guess that the other party seemed to be annoyed at all.

And he held the door frame and smiled at himself.

When Butterfly Freesia cheers up, it really looks like butterfly leaf blue. And when Butterfly Leaf Blue was sad and lost, it was like Butterfly Freesia. If it hadn't been for the sisters' lack of pleasure in teasing people, I'm afraid they could often make others dizzy.

"Uh... I haven't seen you for a few days." Mo Shoucheng didn't know what to say. The other party opened the door so simply and destroyed all his cases. In the end, he could barely squeeze out a dry greeting.

"Brother Mo, please come in." Butterfly Freesia smiled, shook slightly, and looked tired in an instant. She made an invitation gesture and welcomed Mo Shoucheng into the room. At the same time, he took a look at the organ bird that stopped on Mo Shoucheng's left shoulder at this time.

"You... look in good spirits."

"I can still... lie down** all day these days, and I'm tired of lying down." Freesia sat on the edge of the bed and then stretched out lazily. Her eyes flashed with a cunning smile and said, "Brother Mo came at the right time. Can you go out with me later?"

Mo Shoucheng really can't understand her. Not to mention that this girl was born in a true family, she is an ordinary family in the secular world. If she knew that she may not live next winter, can she still smile like this at this time?

And what is she thinking and looking forward to? What do you think of yourself? Mo Shoucheng can't figure this out either. He clearly felt that Freesia liked her sister. I like my sister, love each other very much, and know that the other person treats me well. And she also respects and admires her sister.

But at the same time, in the conversation, between the lines, with a smile, when mentioning the butterfly leaf blue, the girl will involuntarily show a little hatred.

It may not be accurate to say that it is hatred, but it is undoubtedly an extremely negative and complex emotion. There are resentment, envy and jealousy. She did not deliberately cover up these, but did not make obvious confessions.

How did she feel when she faced her sister? Mo Shoucheng couldn't help thinking like this.

Seeing that Mo Shoucheng did not answer herself for a long time, Die Canglan asked with a little loss, "Brother Mo, don't you want to go out with me?"

"Uh, ah, no, I just suddenly thought of something else." Mo Shoucheng then turned around and hurriedly explained.

"When I was talking to Brother Mo, Brother Mo was thinking about something else... very important?" Butterfly Freesia pretended to be quite angry and asked with a frown.

Mo Shoucheng smiled bitterly and said, "No, I was just thinking about you... and your sister."

When he said "you", Butterfly Freesia's eyes brightened up, and then she heard the word "sister" and dimmed again.

It is this atmosphere that makes Mo Shoucheng feel uncomfortable. Of course, he clearly knew that the girl in front of him actually liked him. Even if the two officially meet, it's just a matter of these two days. But in her own words, it is not difficult to imagine that this girl named Butterfly Freesia, because she always stays in the valley and even can only stay in this small cage, so there is not much to be happy in her young and short life. If there is, it is probably every time my sister comes back and tells her about all kinds of things in the outside world.

and among them, it includes the matter of Mo Shoucheng. Maybe I was just curious about the name Mo Shoucheng at the beginning. However, gradually this curiosity turned into curiosity about this person. In the calm and monotonous life of a young girl, she probably imagined countless times and described the image of this person in her mind.

Until this person really appeared in front of her. But this person has another feeling for her - sympathy, which is a feeling that Freesia is unwilling to accept but has to accept.

"When he was with me, did Brother Mo also think about his sister?"

Mo Shoucheng took a deep breath and didn't know how to answer this question. It seems that any kind of statement will directly or indirectly hurt the girl. Not to mention that the girl has little life left, even if the girl is healthy and safe, it is not something that makes her sad that Mo Shoucheng wants to see.

Seeing Mo Shoucheng's silent response, Die Canglan herself concluded, "Brother Mo really thinks about his sister. Every time at this time, I will think seriously - if I were my sister, then the person Brother Mo misses at this time should be me.

"I..." No matter how strong the cultivation is, at this time, the girl almost confessed bluntly, and she also threw away her armor. Mo Shoucheng was at a loss and opened his mouth, but couldn't say a complete word.

Looking at him in confusion, Butterfly Freesia covered her mouth and laughed. That smile is so bitter. The girl thought about an idea that should not be thought about: If I open my sister now and ask her to give up Brother Mo to me, will my sister agree?

"Brother Mo."

"Uh...huh?"

Butterfly Freesia pointed to the machine bird docked on his shoulder and said, "Is this... something made by machine art?"

Although in terms of appearance, with the technology at this time, it is infinitely close to the real bird. But after all, it's just a dead thing without a soul. As long as no one operates it, it won't move.

When she mentioned this, Mo Shoucheng remembered that she was going to do what she was going to do this time, she quickly held the bird in her hand and handed it to the other party.

"For you." Mo Shoucheng said, "In a few days, I have to leave. I want to do something for you as a friend.

Hearing what he said, Butterfly Freesia's face turned paler. After a long time, she did not reach out to get the organ bird. Finally, he reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother Mo, you are leaving soon." Then the girl was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help saying, "So, Brother Mo, the toys you built outside the house during this period... are also because of your friends?"

She pressed the word "friend" very low and lowered her head to prevent Mo Shoucheng from seeing her expression at this time. Mo Shoucheng hardened his heart and nodded, "Because... he is a friend."

"So, when are you going to leave?"

Mo Shoucheng looked at the other party's nails deeply falling into the tender flesh of his palm, and his body trembled slightly. After a while of silence, he replied, "If there is no accident, it will probably be five days later."

"When...can you come again?"

This question is also difficult to answer. Because Mo Shoucheng himself didn't know the answer, he still relaxed his tone and smiled, "Although there are a lot of things, they will be dealt with soon. At that time, I will come to see you often.

"Then let's talk about it." Knowing that it was comfort, but when she heard the other party say this, the girl still smiled happily, raised her head, stared at Mo Shoucheng's face, then stretched out her hands and took the machine bird with one hand. The other hand poked out a little finger.

"Come on, pull the hook."