"Girl..." He took a deep breath and then opened his mouth. He felt embarrassed at once. This was the first time he had talked to a strange woman.

But the girl didn't move, just cold spit out two words: "go away."

Wei ziyao met with a grey nose. Unexpectedly, she was such a ferocious woman. She was about to walk away.

However, just as he turned around, the girl suddenly asked, "do you know where people will go after death?"

It was raining heavily, which made her voice faint into a hazy tone. It sounded special.

Wei ziyao was stunned for a moment, and then said positively, "after death, the soul returns to the local government. In fact, it's all nonsense. After death, everything disappears."

"You don't believe in souls after death?" The girl asked.

Wei ziyao said seriously, "Zi doesn't speak, he's crazy."

"The weirdo." The girl shook her head gently, then she closed her lips and stopped talking.

Wei ziyao waited for a long time, hoping that the girl would say two more words, but he could not wait for her to speak, so he had to ask: "girl, it's raining so hard. You can find a place to avoid it. It's very cold and humid in winter, and you will get sick if you get too much rain."

"Strange people, what do you care so much about other people's business?" The girl said coldly again.

Wei ziyao touched the ashes again, but after saying a few words, she didn't feel very embarrassed. From the beginning, the girl was cold, as if she were a giant thousands of miles away. He read the book of sages carefully, and at a glance, he saw that she was worried and worried, so he used all kinds of great principles to guide her.

When he said, "the body and skin, the parents, should cherish", the girl even "Puchi" a laugh.

Wei ziyao was stunned. He didn't know why she smiled, so he could only follow her silly smile.

"What are you laughing at?" The young girl slightly slanted her face and slanted him.

This girl looks young, but her breath is very strong and pressing, which makes Wei ziyao very oppressive.

"I I don't know why you laugh? " He said, holding a broken book in his arms.

"Fool." At last, the girl turned around and said something helpless to him.

Wei ziyao raised his head. When he saw her, he immediately stopped.

This young girl is as beautiful as the fairy in the sky, but why is there such a big birthmark on her left cheek?

Seeing his surprised expression, Xiao Jin slightly glanced at his face and said lightly, "you are scared?"

"No!" The weak scholar immediately righted his words and said vehemently, "no matter the beauty or ugliness, the leather bag is just a fake. The most important thing is the beauty or ugliness in the heart..."

Seeing that he is so pedantic and stupid, but kind and weak, Xiao Jin can't help but raise his lips slightly, and through the hazy rain, the scholar's face is very delicate and elegant, gentle and introverted, and in the memory, an indelible face, quietly integrated.

I vaguely remember that every time my brother spoke to her, he had such an expression, gentle and serious, which made her smile even if she didn't want to listen.

Wei ziyao's appearance is indeed similar to Xiao Lian's. In fact, it is inevitable for anyone to be the same. But in Xiao Jin's mood at the moment, seeing this scholar is really like seeing his elder brother standing in front of him.

Her eyes were slightly wet, but the heavy rain wet her cheeks, so that people could not see the wet meaning, but the red eyes made the scholar anxious.