The vixen's journey through time

The air was filled with the stench of mountain floods, and the rolling water was still raging wildly. There were four people on the shore, two men and two women, standing looking at each other.

"Sister, sister..." Zheng Weiguo's voice was fluttering, and when the wind blew it, it spread everywhere, and even he couldn't hear it.

He froze in place, still maintaining his previous half-turn action.

He really couldn't believe that the girl he hadn't seen for several years, the girl he had been thinking about day and night, the girl he hated so much because he now knew the truth, was standing there so cutely. In front of him.

He had imagined and rehearsed it many times in his mind before. When they met again, he rushed to her at first, glared angrily, and asked loudly, "Why did you lie to me? Why did you play with me? You have been watching me for so many years." I've been deceived by you, and I'm acting like a fool, are you still secretly having fun in your heart, laughing at me for being stupid, and that I deserve to be laughed at?"

He was extremely angry, maybe he would stretch out his hand, raise it high, and then drop it heavily?

No, no, no, he had to admit that he couldn't even make the assumption.

The hand that stopped in mid-air would eventually be thrown hard by him at the lower back, and he would hit his waist hard, cursing inwardly, "Nothing!"

He is really worthless!

I saw him walking towards the girl step by step, pausing twice for each step. The distance was less than half a minute, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his life's courage. Finally, he stopped five steps away from her.

She is still beautiful, even extremely beautiful. Perhaps as she grows up, her whole person becomes more charming and unspeakably charming.

The wind blew her hair, constantly teasing his hair which was getting messier.

She had also grown taller. In the past, she was only at his chest, but now she was at his chin. He could even smell the faint fragrance coming from her body.

she……

"Zheng Weiguo..." Du Yumo's voice came in a low voice, filled with indescribable melancholy, sorrow and despair.

Zheng Weiguo paused, his heart trembled, his clenched fists unclenched and clenched, clenched and relaxed, and soon, there were several deep crescent marks on the palms of his hands.

What happened in just one day made him unbelievable and caught off guard. He was in a mess. He didn't even know how to face Jiang Cha and Du Yumo.

The decisiveness and decisiveness honed by many years of service in the army were revealed. At this moment, he became the indecisive man he once looked down upon the most.

In fact, what he knew was that the moment he knew the truth, he told himself how to choose.

As a soldier, he has his own responsibilities and missions, and as a man, he should have the responsibilities and responsibilities of a man.

Du Yumo, this should have been his responsibility and responsibility when she was fifteen years old. Now that it has been postponed for so many years, he should be more guilty and tolerant. He should even seek justice for her.

However, when he looked at the girl in front of him and met her clear eyes, his gaze resting on her innocent and lovely face, he was speechless.

"Sister, you..."

"Brother, I found something good. I'll ask my partner to take you to see it!" Chacha interrupted him eagerly and pushed Gu Yu who was standing next to her left hand out.

Then, half of her head popped out from Gu Yu's tall and broad shoulders, and she quietly looked at Zheng Weiguo.

Unlike Gu Yu's bronze complexion, Zheng Weiguo's face was so dark that it could be described as a charcoal head.

Especially when he opened his mouth slightly in surprise when he heard her words, his neat white teeth were exposed. Comparing the two sides, they became more and more distinct.