death office

The sun is just right, and the yard is full of vitality.

It's just that the few people in the yard looked a little embarrassed, especially Mu Lan, who was kneeling in front of Ji Ling's wheelchair, her bright red dress was dirty and her face was completely stained with makeup.

Mu Lan suddenly felt that God had played a big joke on her. She and Ji Ling Mingming liked each other, but missed each other due to various reasons, and left so many regrets by accident.She couldn't imagine how sad Ji Ling must have felt when she knew she was dead.

Just like the hopelessness that slowly engulfed me that grew out of my endless waiting.

"Ji Ling, do you want to watch me dance?" Mu Lan wiped her face and put on a smile.

Ji Ling smiled and nodded.

Mu Lan stood up, patted the dirt on her skirt, walked to the open space in the yard, and stood still.

In the silence, she gently tiptoed, began to spin, dance.

This dance was taught to her by Ji Ling back then.Mu Lan was wearing a red dress, and Ji Ling was wearing white and black pants. The two were waltzing in the room. The sunlight came in from the glass window and fell on the floor of the room.

——"Hiss." This was Ji Ling's soft gasp.

—— "What's the matter? Is it painful? I just said I can't dance, but you still insist on me learning." This was Mu Lan's caring complaint.

——"It didn't hurt too much. Alan learned quickly."

——"Where is it, I always step on you."

——"It's okay, it doesn't hurt. Hiss~"

——"Pfft! You will show off your skills."

Never go back.

Mu Lan held up her skirt and twirled around, but her gaze was always fixed on Ji Ling, and Ji Ling also looked at her seriously, watching her dance in front of her like a fiery red butterfly, Turning, the outstretched hands are flying in the air, every inch of the muscles and bones are full of strength and enthusiasm.

It's wonderful.

"A Ling, in this life, you have to live well and take good care of Qiao Qiao and Lanlan. In the next life, find me early, and then we will never be separated." Mu Lan had a charming smile on her face, and her eyes were firm and bright.

In the next life, we will be together forever.I firmly believe.

Ji Ling raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, a tear fell down his chin, he gently wiped it away, and nodded to Mu Lan: "Okay."

All the regrets, all the reluctance, all the love, are saved in the next life and made up together.

Mulan's smile deepened, she turned her head to look at Lian Jia who had been standing in the distance, and shouted loudly: "Lian Jia, thank you, and Lu Xuan, thank you! Goodbye!"

Lian Jia moved to her side in an instant and patted her head: "Goodbye. By the way, say goodbye to Lu Xuan yourself, I won't convey it."

After Lian Jia said this, he looked behind Mu Lan, and Mu Lan turned his head to follow his gaze, only to see that Lu Xuan appeared here at some point.

"Lu Xuan," Mu Lan looked at the man with a paralyzed face in front of him, and sincerely thanked him, "Thank you for taking care of me these three years, today I, an irresponsible assistant, will resign, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Lu Xuan's eyes were like deep pools of water, sucking in all the light, and he couldn't see any special emotions.

Mu Lan nodded, then turned to look at Lian Jia, with a sly look in her eyes: "And you and Lu Xuan, we must be together well, don't quarrel, let alone separate, love each other well!"

"Hey, hey! What are you talking about, little sister who doesn't understand anything!" Lian Jia retorted with a red face.

As a result, Mu Lan and Lu Xuan said at the same time:

"I am older than you."

"She's older than you."

Lian Jia looked astonished, and after saying "Fuck", he disappeared and ran away.

Mu Lan's smile faded away, she finally looked into Ji Ling's eyes, waved her hands and said seriously: "Goodbye, Ah Ling."

Her figure gradually faded, and eventually even the brightest red color disappeared into the void.

After Mulan disappeared completely, Ji Ling turned his eyes to Lu Xuan, although this man had an unkind face, but Ji Ling didn't have that much fear of him, he said softly: "Thank you for taking care of her. "

Lu Xuan nodded and did not refuse the thanks.He said to Qiao Qiao who was standing aside: "The wind is blowing, you can push him in."

Qiao Qiao pushed Ji Ling back to the house, Lu Xuan quietly looked at their backs, he saw Ji Ling's hands on his knees clenched into fists, with such force that even the skin outside the joints turned white , and then Ji Ling bent down, curled up into a ball, Lu Xuan didn't know what his expression was, but looking at his flushed ears and side face, he could still feel his pain.

Lu Xuan sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, took out a black notebook, and was about to put a tick on Mu Lan's information, when Lian Jia suddenly appeared, grabbed the notebook, and marked it first.

"My task object, I will do it myself."

Lu Xuan watched Lian Jia seriously draw a stroke, then closed the notebook, and returned the notebook to himself.

"You were right last time, I really can't bear it. It's really hard to see the people around me leave me. You see, three years have passed happily, and now there are only two of us left. "

Lu Xuan suddenly smiled strangely: "Then why were you willing to leave me back then?!"

Lian Jia was startled, and before he could react, he quickly backed away, but he was a step too late. He felt his eyes blur and his neck was grabbed by "Lu Xuan".

He couldn't even cough, his face was flushed red, he tried hard to break "Lu Xuan" pinching his hand, but he couldn't do anything.

"Let go, let go!"

The face of "Lu Xuan" in front of him was cold, and there was pain, resentment, and pity in the eyes staring at Lian Jia. So many complicated emotions were entangled together, but it was a bit unclear.

"Painful, Lian Jia? I used to be [-] times more painful than you!" His hand was getting stronger and stronger.

Lian Jia's face turned purple, and he couldn't speak a word.

It was too late and then soon, a black shadow suddenly came through the air, grabbed "Lu Xuan"'s hand and then opened it vigorously, and threw it aside with all his strength, while the other arm wrapped around Lian Jia and dodged to a relatively safe place .

"Cough! Cough cough!..." Lian Jia stroked his neck and coughed vigorously several times before recovering.Lu Xuan finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the person standing beside him at this moment was real, he leaned against Lu Xuan to catch his breath, and then turned his gaze to that person in the distance.

In the meantime, the appearance of the fake Lu Xuan slowly changed, black hair and black eyes turned into blond hair and blue eyes, and gradually changed into the appearance of a familiar person in Lian Jia's memory.

"Lian Xi?!" Lian Jia's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Damn it, why is it you!"

Lian Xi looked at Lian Jia, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled softly: "Of course it's me." There was a bit of evil in this smile, which was quite different from the upright and indifferent person he used to be.

"You're sick, you just murdered your own brother, do you know?!" Lian Jia's face looked a little outrageous, but there was no extra emotion in his eyes.

Lian Xi smiled indifferently: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Who said, I was so scared that I was going to die, okay? It was too dark and I didn't pay attention. I slipped and fell off the cliff, and it was too late to call for help." Lian Jiasha said seriously.The corners of Lu Xuan's eyes twitched.

Lian Xi suppressed her smile, and looked at Lian Jia with a frosty face: "Don't play with me, you know I have a bad temper."

Lian Jia shrugged indifferently: "Tch, can you still hit me now?"

"You tried it just now."

"That's why I wasn't prepared."

"Then try it now." After saying that, Lian Xi punched Lian Jia's face.

Lian Jia dodged this attack, but before he could stabilize his body, Lian Xi's second uppercut came, Lian Jia hurriedly retreated a few steps, barely dodging, but he looked a little embarrassed, couldn't help it. Immediately shouted: "Your uncle Lianxi, you are still playing for real! Fuck, stop!"

A cold light flashed across Lian Xi's eyes, but the attack turned sharply, and he didn't make another move for the third punch.

Lian Jia smiled and said, "Brother, you really still love me."

Lian Xi's face turned cold: "Lian Jia, you'd better be careful when you speak."

"What are you afraid of? I've been dead for so long anyway."

Lu Xuan, who was quietly standing aside, finally said, "Enough is enough."

As he said that, he glanced at Lian Jia, saw that the smile on his face was thick and there was no change in the slightest, and said again, "Go back when you've had enough trouble."

As Lu Xuan spoke, he was about to pull Lian Jia away, but Lian Jia tugged his sleeve and asked him to wait, Lu Xuan stopped without any objection, Lian Jia looked at Lian Xi, who had a cold face, and asked : "Why are you here? Shi Gui said you were the one who came to find me? How did you die?"

Lian Xi looked indifferent, and looked at Lian Jia with no warmth in his eyes. Lian Jia was very familiar with his appearance. When he first met Lu Xuan many years ago, Lu Xuan also looked like this.His face was frosty, and his eyes seemed to be ice that would not melt for a thousand years. When he looked at people, his blood seemed to be frozen.

Lian Jia was secretly startled, why did his brother become like this.

Lian Xi used what Lian Jia said just now to ask: "Anyway, you've been dead for so long, do you still care how I died?"

Lian Jia pouted, but said nothing.

Lu Xuan took a deep look at Lian Xi, didn't say anything, pulled Lian Jia and left.

The two returned to the office. The office has completely changed at this moment. It is no longer the home they lived in in Mu Lan's memory for the past three years, but a building that completely belongs to the period of the Republic of China.A single-family house with a sense of history and simplicity.Steel windows and wax floors, solid wood stairs, tables and chairs, carved carpets, portraits of beauties in cheongsams, everything seems to go back to the era of war and luxury.

Lian Jia threw off the shoes on his feet when he entered the door, and stepped on the thick carpet with his bare feet.Looking around at the completely changed place, I couldn't help laughing at myself: "Suddenly I don't live on such a dilapidated rooftop, I'm not used to it."

"You didn't live on the rooftop before." Lu Xuan glanced at him coldly.

Lian Jia smiled indifferently, walked to the mahogany sofa and lay down on it: "Ah Xuan, don't be so rigid, you know that's not what I'm going to say."

Lu Xuan came over and sat beside him, Lian Jia groped and slipped over, resting his head on Lu Xuan's lap.Lu Xuan didn't feel any discomfort either, allowing him to close his eyes contentedly, Lu Xuan stretched out his hand and gently stroked his hair, it was soft and very comfortable.

There were only the two of them in the room, and it was unbelievably quiet.

Lu Xuan curled Lian Jia's hair with his fingers in silence, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "Actually, I don't want to part with it either."

A tear suddenly fell from Lian Jia's closed eyes.