Ancient Evil Jiao

Bai Lianhua was taken aback when he heard the words, looked at Zhuo Zimo and said, "Little Mo can't read?"

Zhuo Zimo was silent, he felt that he was literate, but he didn't know what to write when facing the white paper?There is no memory of any word in my mind.

He reluctantly put down the pen.

Seeing this, Bai Lianhua picked up a pen and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaomo, you don't know how to do it, I'll teach you."

As he spoke, he wrote a few strokes on the white paper with a pen in one hand: "Look, Xiaomo, this is your name."

Zhuo Zimo heard the words and saw that the black ink on the white paper appeared with strokes and twists. Is this a word?Zhuo Zimo watched and followed the black mark with his hands.

Seeing Zhuo Zimo like this, Bai Lianhua felt inexplicably sad. He reached out to hold Zhuo Zimo's hand and said, "You don't know how. I'll teach you stroke by stroke."

Zhuo Zimo turned his head and saw Bai Lianhua's distressed eyes, and asked with some doubts, "What are you sad about?"

Bai Lianhua narrowed her eyes, concealed her emotions and said, "I just think that Xiaomo must be able to write before, but now..."

"Why are you sure?" Zhuo Zimo looked at Bai Lianhua with burning eyes: "I don't even know if I can write, why are you so sure?"

Bai Lianhua couldn't say it, and finally sighed: "It's just intuition."

Zhuo Zimo pursed his lips, looked at Bai Lianhua for a while, and then turned his head away, he was too lazy to pursue it, too lazy to think about it.

Now that the headache is gone, those pictures are gone, and his desire for the truth is gradually disappearing with the boring life day by day, but he has a little thought about Longyan.

Thinking of Longyan, Zhuo Zimo's eyes lit up, he looked at Bai Lianhua and asked, "How do you write the word Longyan?"

Bai Lianhua was taken aback, closed his eyes, and wrote the word "Longyan" on the paper without saying a word. The handwriting was a bit scribbled, but Zhuo Zimo read it carefully.

He copied it with his hands, picked up a brush and wrote stroke by stroke against the drawing, his serious look made Bai Lianhua's expression slightly changed.

He asked, "Do you like your Master Longyan very much?"

Zhuo Zimo nodded without raising his head and said, "Of course."

Bai Lianhua lowered his head and didn't know what to think. After a long time, he raised his head and smiled and said, "But you were sick, but he didn't give you enough care. Even when you ran out, he didn't see him looking for you."

Zhuo Zimo paused the hand holding the pen, and closed his eyes.

That's right, it's been several days since he escaped Xiaowu's spell and escaped without a sound, but Long Yan didn't show up, whether he didn't come to look for him or couldn't find him, Zhuo Zimo didn't know, but Bai Lianhua heard it That being said, his heart was really blocked.

He put down the pen, Bai Lianhua said: "Let me write my name for you to see, huh?"

Zhuo Zimo shook his head: "I don't want to read it, go back, I'm tired."

A play that was originally in a good mood, but because of his mood, there was only a beginning. Zhuo Zimo returned to the White Mansion still looking unmotivated.

No matter how Bai Lianhua made him happy, he still looked listless, Bai Lianhua smiled wryly: "You are like this... I am really jealous, Xiao Mo."

Zhuo Zimo raised his head and asked, "What?"

Bai Lianhua smiled bitterly and said, "I'm jealous of Longyan, he can influence you so deeply..."

Zhuo Zimo frowned: "Master is my dearest and most beloved person, it's not surprising that he influences me."

Bai Lianhua clenched her fists and said, "Favorite?"

"Is that how you think about him?" He said, looking up at Zhuo Zimo.

Zhuo Zimo was startled, at this time Bai Lianhua's eyes were red, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, this smile was so weird that Zhuo Zimo couldn't help swallowing.

Bai Lianhua seemed to have sensed his gaffe, he hurriedly turned around and said, "I'll go out for a while."

Zhuo Zimo nodded hurriedly.

Before leaving, Bai Lianhua paused and said, "Since you are interested in him, why did you ask me if I could protect you for the rest of your life?"

Zhuo Zimo Leng, did he say that?

Covering his head and thinking carefully, Zhuo Zimo recalled that when he had a hallucination that day, he told Bai Lianhua what he said in the hallucination.

This is a misunderstanding, perhaps a beautiful misunderstanding for Bai Lianhua.

Zhuo Zimo pursed his lips and wondered if he should explain, but...he was not good at explaining, and he was too lazy to explain.

Curling his lips, Zhuo Zimo lay on his back on the bed, no longer thinking about these things, but thinking about Longyan.

Why not come to him?

This question stuck in my heart.

It has been 8 or 9 days since he came out. If Long Yan was looking for him, he would have found him long ago, but he has not seen Long Yan's shadow yet.

Why... didn't you come to him?

Don't you worry about him?Can you let him go?

Zhuo Zimo pursed his lips.

"Master Zhuo? Are you there, Mr. Zhuo?" A soft voice came from the door.

Zhuo Zimo got up and looked at the person who came. The person who came was a woman dressed as a servant.

Zhuo Zimo sneered disdainfully, and the woman turned pale and said, "Young master, don't be angry, it was the master who asked me to find you."

"Master?" Zhuo Zimo was curious: "Who is that?"

The maid said with a slightly ugly expression: "It's the young master's father, you saw him this morning."

"Oh, it's him." The majestic appearance of a middle-aged man appeared in his mind, and Zhuo Zimo asked, "What's the matter?"

The maid said: "This... I don't know either, he just asked me to take you there, please come with me, young master."

Zhuo Zimo frowned: "I won't go, he wants to find me, you let him come by himself."

Zhuo Zimo didn't have a good impression of that middle-aged man, and besides, Father Bai still had a bad relationship with Bai Lianhua, so he didn't need to wrong himself to treat people he didn't like. People who didn't like him wanted to see him. That's fine, he's here , Let those who want to see him come by themselves.

The maid seemed to be incredulous when she heard the words, and said, "My lord, it's Master Bai, the head of this family is looking for you."

Zhuo Zimo nodded: "I know."

The maid said: "Then you..."

Zhuo Zimo said: "Do you have to go if you are in charge?"

The servant girl was swallowed up, and finally had no choice but to say: "If you don't go, it's not good to stay here any longer."

Zhuo Zimo was stunned, frowning: "I can go anywhere, but the one who invited me was Bai Lianhua, and he said that I will leave only if he lets me go."

The maid was slightly stunned, Zhuo Zimo said: "If there is nothing else, you can go and tell the white old man, I, Zhuo Zimo, are here, he wants to see me and let him come by himself."

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