Fallen grid shop

Chapter 132 Return to Zero
Since Mo Ruchen's death, Luoluo has not spoken for three days.The crowd looked worriedly at Luoluo who was huddled in the hotel and didn't go out, holding a book of fairy tales with her eyes blank all day long, and sighed helplessly.

Lulu had heard Luoluo mention before that the book was written by Mo Ruchen.

When it comes to elves who are gentle and refined, Mo Ruchen deserves to be number one.He originally had nothing to do to write and play, but he didn't want to like Luoluo too much.So after finishing the book, Mo Ruchen generously gave it to Luoluo, Luoluo has been carefully cherishing it, but now it has become a thought.

Since Mo Ruchen died with the prison of the entire Winterfell city, and the hidden prison cells in the ruins were also destroyed, the ruined Winterfell city urgently needed to be rebuilt.

Fortunately, Bai Muya's family had a special status, so Cang Yue sent them back to report this matter to the city lord of Luodeng City, and sent some people to help.Zhong Wenxun looked back at the direction of the hotel every step of the way, and finally boarded the train back.

In the hotel, Cang Yue sat aside, watching Luo Luo who didn't say a word, took out the two colored clay elves that he had made from his pocket, and put them in front of her.

"Little Luoluo, shall we go home?"

Luoluo's thoughts were interrupted, she put down the book, picked up her colored clay elf, and smiled with difficulty.

"Okay, Xiaobai, let's go home."

Lulu hid outside the door and looked at the suddenly cute Cang Yue, and couldn't help being a little funny.But seeing Luo Luo start talking, she was relieved.

Taking advantage of the few days when Luoluo didn't go out, Cang Yue neatly arranged everything with the City Lord of Winterfell City and the Council of Elders, just waiting for Luoluo to let go.

Right now Luoluo barely got out of the blow, he and Lulu neatly packed up everything, picked up Luoluo, directly boarded the spirit train, and hurried to Tibetan Spring City.

Peach petals are flying all over the city. In the summer of Tibetan Spring City, there is always an incomparable beauty in the human world.

But on a sunny summer day, there seems to be only a dark cloud above Luoluo's head.She rushed home without saying a word, plunged into her room, and never came out again.

For another three days, Lulu stood outside Luoluo's door, raised her hand several times to knock on the door, but finally let it go.

"Lulu, leave her alone. There are some things she needs to figure out by herself. Give her some time and space. I believe she can stand up on her own."

Luo Cangjin stood aside, looked at Lulu who was hovering at the door of Luoluo's room, and shook her head.

"But grandpa."

Lulu hesitated to speak, but saw that the monk also shook her head, so she had no choice but to walk away in despair.

In the room, Luoluo took out the items in the grid shop one by one and took care of them carefully, and couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.Those items emitted a gentle light one by one, as if responding to it.

Until the end, Luoluo carefully put the collection of fairy tales into the brocade box, and finally let out a long breath, and collapsed on the bed.

Encounter is sometimes such a tormenting thing.It gives you the happiest time, but when it occupies the most important part of your heart, it deprives you of the right to cherish forever.

Luoluo lay on her side, looking at the neatly arranged brocade boxes, suddenly for a moment, she seemed to be relieved, and with a wave of her hand, they all shrunk down and put them back into the box.

"It's all over, isn't it?"

This kind of soliloquy seems to be speaking to myself, but it also seems to be speaking to these objects.Pulling back the curtains, pushing open the window, Luoluo took a deep breath and walked out of the room again.

The dead soul is dead, but the one that survived will still try to live no matter what.Day after day, with all the love and hope on my back, I strive to live on.

"Luoluo, look quickly, a group of birds have just moved into the yard."

In the backyard, Lulu sat on the swing, looked at Luoluo who walked in, and talked excitedly.

"very nice."

Luoluo raised her head, looked at the bird fluttering away in front of her, and laughed.

The aura that hadn't been there for a long time seems to have returned to this yard little by little, and everything is getting better little by little.

"It's been a long time since I visited my mother."

Luoluo seemed to be talking to herself, which attracted Lulu's sideways glance.

"Would you like me to go with you?"

"No need, you are allergic to pollen, every time you go out, you will feel uncomfortable for several days when you come back."

Lulu stuck out her tongue and waved at her.

The sycamore tree in the center of Zangchun City never withers in all seasons.This is the place with the most luxuriant spiritual power in Tibetan Spring City, but for some reason, recently withered and yellow leaves have started to fall.

Luoluo stood under the tree, stroked the trunk, closed her eyes, and felt the spiritual power of the tree. At this moment, there was a rustling sound behind the tree.

"who is it?"

The voice behind the tree didn't speak, Luoluo became on guard, put her hands behind her, and summoned a handful of flames in her hands.

She slowly approached the source of the sound, until she found that the elf behind the tree poked her head out in the same guard, and then she slowly extinguished the flame in her palm.

"I'm scared to death by you, Xiaobai! I almost forgot, this is the city of hidden spring, how could there be spies."

Cang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the tree and smiled, and nodded, "Yes, I've been in the human world for so long that I almost forgot how there would be spies in the center of Zangchun City. It's almost a conditioned reflex."

Luoluo smiled back at him, sat down against the tree trunk, looked up at Cang Yue beside her, seemingly unintentionally said: "I'm sorry, Xiaobai, I made you worry before, and because of me, I made you drench in the rain. "

Cang Yue bent down and gently touched her head, before leaning in front of her.So close, you can almost hear each other's breathing.Luoluo stared blankly at the pair of eyes that were as gentle as water in front of her, and panicked for a while.

"Now that you know it, make it up to me."

Such a soft tone, with his unique breath of wind.Luoluo stayed where she was in a panic, almost incoherent.

"What about me? Make it up to you, Xiaobai. Don't try to take advantage of me because of this! How about treating you to a meat bun, Lulu's favorite meat bun, luxurious"

Before Luoluo finished speaking, warm lips were attached to hers.That kiss was like the June breeze in the hidden spring city, gentle but with residual heat.She almost forgot how to breathe, her eyes were closed, her back was pressed against the tree trunk, her whole body was hot and humid.

"When you're sad in the future, don't drive me away. You know, I'll be worried."

With such a gentle tone, Luoluo couldn't help nodding her cheeks flushed. She got up and hugged Cang Yue, buried her face in Cang Yue's arms, and murmured: "Xiaobai, when the summer is over, we will get married." Bar."

Cang Yue caressed her hair and laughed.

"As long as you are ready, I will always be waiting to marry you home."

The last crop of peach blossoms in Zangchun City has begun to wither, and the petals are slowly falling along with the leaves of the sycamore tree in the center of the city.It seems that everything has returned to calm again, or maybe all this is just the prelude to the storm.

In the ruins of Winterfell, a tattered cloak slowly fell from the sky, like a withered leaf.The purple light slowly flew out along the entrance below the ruins, accompanied by a sneer.

(End of this chapter)