Goodbye, Friends Book [comprehensive]

Xia Mu didn't chase after him, Lin Xiaolin hated Matsuyoli so much, and now he misunderstood that he was very familiar with the other party, so it might be difficult to talk to him again, but, do they know each other?Is Song Yangli related to Lin Xiaolin's death?

Everything is like a mess, with no head and no end.

He couldn't ask someone from ten years ago, the only way was to ask Song Yangli.

As if he knew that Natsume had a lot of questions to ask, after today's internal activities, Matsuyo Ri went to Natsume to talk in the grove.

With Songyang around, Lin Xiaolin would not appear, he sat down against the tree where Lin Xiaolin died, held a glass bottle and admired it in the sun for a while, and then asked Natsume: "What do you want to ask, Natsume-kun. "

"A lot, but I don't know how to start." For example, how did you know each other?Does Lin Xiaolin's cause of death have anything to do with you?Are you... a monster?

This is the second time that Natsume has failed to distinguish the "true identity" of the other party

"I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Song Yangli sighed and began to recall.

Song Yangli is a monster, or a big monster.

When a monster becomes so powerful that no one can beat him, he will feel that life is slow and boring, and he will go to the human world to pass the time from time to time.

When he met Lin Xiaolin, he was flying slowly above, and then he was hit by a tennis ball. He pinched the tennis ball to find who hit him, and then found Lin Xiaolin.

"Hey, kid, is this your tennis ball?" Song Yangli deliberately transformed into a boy who was the same size as the other party, and threw the discarded tennis ball into Lin Xiaolin's arms with a look of disgust.

"I'm sorry..." Lin Xiaolin scratched his cheek and smiled apologetically.

"Humph."

"Haha."

Song Yangli felt that Lin Xiaolin was a strange human being. It was no fun to keep hitting tennis balls repeatedly. Why was he so persistent and lasted for half an hour, and he stared at him so boringly for half an hour? Hour.

Really crazy.

Song Yangli shook his head and planned to leave, but was stopped by the other party.

"Do you want to try?"

Lin Xiaolin handed him his tennis racket, and said with a smile, "Seeing that you've been watching it for so long, do you want to play?"

"What is there to play, a boring and time-wasting game."

"How do you know if you're boring if you don't try it?"

"Huh." Song Yangli is a monster who has seen the world, and the aggressive method is useless to him, but he is really bored and wants to take revenge on the society. Since tennis can waste time, why don't you try it?

So Song Yangli once again caught the tennis ball with disgust, and imitated Lin Xiaolin's routine of playing just now, throwing the ball and swinging the racket.

"Boom"

He swung an empty racket, and the tennis ball fell and hit him on the head.

……

Lin Xiaolin tried not to laugh, but Songyang felt it was a great shame!

Thinking that he has achieved such a status after defeating countless monsters with great achievements in battle, he is actually bullied by a small tennis ball, this is absolutely unbearable!

So another tennis ball was destroyed in his hands.

"Mama~Brother, you are wrong to do this." Lin Xiaolin, who seemed to have been used to it for a long time, was not surprised at the other party's move, but took the tennis racket from his hand and said: "Look, this is the right way." Then Made a demonstration.

It looks very simple, but it is very confusing for a big monster who is used to solving everything with monster power.

It's just about hitting the ball, and you need to have a specific posture?

"Take your time, it's very simple, and you can learn it quickly!"

Lin Xiaolin clenched his fists to cheer him up, his eyes were brighter than the sun.

"Tsk..."

Shot by the other party's eyes, Song Yangli picked up the racket again, and after three empty swings, he finally hit the tennis ball, but because of too much strength, the ball was smashed into the wall.

……

"It's... not bad..." Lin Xiaolin was frightened. This strength is much stronger than that of an official player in the department.

"Really?" Song Yangli raised his eyebrows, he was quite satisfied with this kind of polite words, but he knew that this was not a success. After watching for half an hour, he knew that the ball should not be smashed into the ball but bounced back He continued to fight.

"Want to learn tennis?"

"Hmm..." Song Yangli rubbed his chin and asked, "Can you pass the time?"

"Yes, I feel that I don't have enough time to practice every day."

"You like it very much?"

"Well, one day I will become a real player!" Lin Xiaolin clenched his fists with excitement and anticipation.

"Well... you can try it."

Song Yangli reluctantly agreed.

"Great!" Lin Xiaolin cheered, because he is not good at talking with people and doesn't have many friends, so he naturally wants a friend who can practice with him!

"My name is Lin Xiaolin." He held out his hand.

"My name is Songyang Li." He also stretched out his hand. He who often visits human places knows that this is a kind of greeting.

"Please teach me more in the future!"

"Well, please advise."

So the two got to know each other.

Lin Xiaolin taught Songyang how to play tennis, and as a reward, Songyang would often give him special products.

Lin Xiaolin is very diligent and hardworking. After two years as an ordinary player in the tennis club, he was finally promoted to an official player with his skill improvement. Although he was an alternate, he was also very happy. When the minister announced that he was an official player , the first thing he thought of was to celebrate with Song Yangli.

After the internal activities of the department, they went to the place where they often played to find him non-stop, and told the good news excitedly. Although Song Yangli teased him with his mouth, he was really happy for him in his heart.

Even though they had only known each other for half a month, he still wanted to give him a surprise.

That is the fruit wine that he has cherished for a long time. It was given to him by a dryad friend 50 years ago, saying that it is a kind of wine that will make people relax and see a fairyland after drinking it.

He drank it, the taste was a bit sweet, and he felt really comfortable. He raised his eyes and looked at the clouds, thinking in a trance that there would be fairies flying out of it.

Afraid of being seen by others, he deliberately went to the small woods, fearing that the other party would not be used to the monster's wine, so he diluted it a little and gave him a small glass, so that he could relax, and went to the competition the next day with full energy, but the result... …

After Lin Xiaolin finished drinking, he leaned against the tree trunk and fell asleep. He thought it was just because he couldn't drink, but, but!

Why is this happening? !

How can I die? ! !

He checked Lin Xiaolin's body countless times, and all his vital signs were lost. In a panic, he quickly cast a spell to condense the opponent's soul and put it in the tennis ball he carried with him.

Impossible, what went wrong?There would be no problem with this wine. He had seen the dryad give the wine to a human woman before, and it was not diluted at all. The other party still wanted a few more glasses of laughter.

Is it because Lin Xiaolin has no spiritual power in his body?

No, the wine is very dilute, it's not a matter of physique.

He watched helplessly as the ambulance took Lin Xiaolin away, followed him to the hospital and waited for the doctor to finish his examination. After learning the result, he was extremely shocked.

Sleeping pills suicide? ! ! !

Who gave the medicine? !

Actually drugged under his nose? ! !

He was distracted and didn't notice that Lin Xiaolin was awake, and ran away angrily with the tennis ball after hearing the news.

Song Yangli went after him, but when he caught up with Que, he didn't know how to explain it. He was the one who gave him the wine. He is a big monster. Who would quietly put medicine in his things, not many monsters!

He's going to check it out! !We must find the murderer and tear him into pieces! ! !

So I checked for ten years.

During the past ten years, he knew where Lin Xiaolin was, but he had no face to face him. He was always by his side, afraid that he was not used to the kind of body that would run away when the wind blows, and the demon power he injected into Lin Xiaolin would Gradually change him, let him also become a monster.

Lin Xiaolin hated him, he knew it very well.

But before he finds the murderer, he can only helplessly watch the other party cry in despair, his small body curled up in the tennis ball, suffering from broken dreams.

Parents, friends, relatives are gone, he has nothing.

"I'm very sorry for him." Song Yangli squeezed the bottle tightly, but controlled his strength to prevent it from breaking. "It was my negligence that let the other party take advantage of the loopholes. I killed Xiao Lin. I am unforgivable. After finding the murderer I will definitely apologize to Xiao Lin face to face, so even if Xiao Lin hates me very much now, I can't leave him at all."

"Mr. Songyang has many enemies?"

"A lot." If you want to become a big monster, you will naturally have many enemies. Unlike those monsters who are born gods, he was just a little monster at first. He did a lot of despicable things for freedom and what he liked.

Stealing the elixir of the gods and seizing the power of other monsters, he is too eager to improve his strength and status, and he has taken a lot of crooked ways instead of concentrating on cultivation without caring about the world. Naturally, there are many enemies, and those who want his life don't count In other words, no amount of revenge can help him, probably because I got too close to Lin Xiaolin, making them think that they are close, and if I can't get revenge on myself, I will use Xiaolin to take the knife...

"What did Mr. Songyang find out?"

"...No, no clue, no suspects."

"Why are you looking for me?"

Natsume wondered, even a big monster can't be found much, and he is not a detective, how could he find it?

"You are strong."

Song Yangli looked at him, and said word by word: "You are very strong. When I first saw you, I thought you were that woman. The smell and appearance are exactly the same as the way people feel, but you are not her."

Natsume smiled wryly, this was another person who had seen Grandma Reiko.

"How to check?"

"I checked all the monsters I came into contact with that day, and none of them had a motive or evidence for committing the crime, but there was only one person I came into contact with that day."

"What?" Human?

"He said his name was Chang Jingsi."

"!!!!!!"

Natsume was shocked.

"Mr. Dechang?!"