Quick wear: villain male god, don't blacken

Ye Musheng put his hand on Zhou Luoli's shoulder, felt that Zhou Luoli was trembling, patted his shoulder lightly and said, "So for her sake, don't do anything to hurt yourself."

Zhou Luoli put his hands on the ground, howling and crying in pain.

The man did not flick his tears lightly, but he did not reach the point of sadness, and Xiao Zhi was the untouchable pain in Zhou Luo's heart.

Ye Musheng sighed secretly, stopped talking, silently held an umbrella for Zhou Luoli, and accompanied him to vent the grief in his heart.

The heavy rain fell from the sky like broken beads, dripping on the ground, on the tombstone, on the umbrella, and Ye Musheng's body.

Most of the umbrella was on Zhou Luoli's side, and it didn't take long for Ye Musheng to get wet all over.

And Zhou Luoli gradually calmed down, and stopped yelling and crying.

"Let's go, it's time to go back." Ye Musheng stood up, moved his slightly numb arms and legs, and said to Zhou Luoli.

Seeing Zhou Luoli staring at the photo on the tombstone and ignoring himself, Ye Musheng glanced at his drenched clothes.Frowning slightly, he closed the umbrella, and simply and rudely pulled Zhou Luoli up from his knees.

"Let me go!" Zhou Luoli struggled desperately, but he was suffering from malnutrition for a long time, and his feet were numb from kneeling for too long, and his whole body had no strength.

Not to mention not being able to break free from Ye Musheng's hand, but still needing to rely on Ye Musheng to stand, which made Zhou Luoli, who was born in the underworld, very depressed.When did he become so weak!

"Let go of you, you will continue to kneel again. The rain will not stop for a while, and your clothes are already soaked, if you continue to kneel, you will die." Automatically ignore Zhou Luoli's fierce gaze , Ye Musheng grabbed Zhou Luoli tightly and said seriously.

Although Zhou Luoli had been resisting and struggling, Zhou Luoli, who was not in good physical and mental condition, was forcibly pulled out of the cemetery by Ye Musheng.

Although it was raining heavily at this time, there was still a small black car parked outside the cemetery.

In fact, it was Ye Musheng who thought it was raining and it was hard to get a taxi in the suburbs, so he took advantage of the original owner's identity in advance and called a small car.

Seeing that Ye Musheng finally came out, the middle-aged man in the car took an umbrella, opened the car door and ran out.

The man ran to Ye Musheng's side, held an umbrella for them, and said worriedly, "Master, you figured it out, I was going to go in to find you, why are your clothes soaked, you have to go back and change quickly !"

"Uncle Liu made you worry." Ye Musheng held the displeased Zhou Luoli tightly, smiled apologetically and said to Uncle Liu.

Knowing that he couldn't beat Ye Musheng in his current state, and because of depression, Zhou Luoli would die, and he didn't care about anything, so Zhou Luoli stopped resisting and accepted his fate by Ye Musheng. Pulled and dragged onto the trolley.

"Aren't you bored?" Zhou Luoli said looking at the heavy rain outside the car window, his deep and hoarse voice could not conceal the tiredness.

"At the moment, I'm really bored. There are only tissues here. You can wipe your face first. I'll find you clothes you haven't worn when I get home." Ye Musheng wiped the rain off her face Bead, said at the same time.

Zhou Luoli turned his head and looked at Ye Musheng who was wiping his face.As if feeling Zhou Luoli's sharp gaze, Ye Musheng also turned his head, and the corners of his lips curled up at Zhou Luoli's gaze.

Ripples appeared in Zhou Luoli's dull eyes, then he clenched his hands tightly, quickly withdrew his gaze, looked out the window, and remained silent.