Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 705: No time to return (one hundred and four)
I said politely: "Hello, I'm from 405 next door. Come and say hello to you." Come out and meet, okay?
"Who are you?" His voice sounded surprised.

"My name is Ye Leiling. I am a resident here. I came here with my husband and children." Showing my backer makes me feel safer.

He was silent for a while, and then said: "Hi, hello, you can go." After saying that, he was about to close the door, so what?I haven't seen him yet?He quickly held the door and put his feet in. This was called cheating.

I said, "I've heard this piece you play, isn't it called 'Backlight'?"

As soon as I said the title of the song, he stopped closing the door hard. The door opened, he turned around and walked in, with his back turned and said, "Come in?"

He is quite tall, neither fat nor thin, and his back looks familiar.

He's inviting me in, but is he a ghost?Want to go in?I struggled internally with this, and just when I was hesitant, he turned to face me.

"Aren't you looking for me? Why don't you come in?" He looked at me and asked.

He looked like a student at first glance, but after seeing his face clearly, apart from being shocked, I was left with emotion: This world is so small!

It was obvious that I recognized this face.

I closed the door without hesitation, and I walked in front of him. He was wiping his guitar with a soft cloth, his expression was very serious, and it was obvious that he treasured his guitar very much.

There was a chair next to him, I blew off the dust on the chair, sat on it, looked at his guitar and asked him, "I guess this guitar must have been given by your mother?"

He didn't look up at me and said, "What's so weird about this? I'm still a student."

I smiled enigmatically and said, "But don't you think it's strange that I know the name of your song?"

Sure enough, he was also curious. He suddenly stopped playing the piano in his hands, looked up at me, and asked in surprise: "How do you know? I haven't told anyone."

"You haven't told anyone, but have you written it down?" I said lightly.

He was shocked again, "How did you know that I wrote it in the diary?"

I replied: "Because I lived in your house...but it wasn't me who peeked at your diary! It was Sha Jinghan."

"Who is Sha Jinghan? How could he see the diary I left at home? Who are you? Why do my mothers look the same?" He looked confused, then frightened, and stood up and stepped back warily.

"Oh, how did I forget this?" I said, touching my cheek. Just now I was thinking of coming to see the person who played the guitar. After seeing that he was Dai Rang, my heart was even more excited. I completely forgot about having the same face.

The matter is so complicated, how should I explain it to him?

Looking at the face that looked exactly like Sha Jinghan's, I sighed, "I don't know if I should tell you about your family, but... your parents need you now, and the people in Xingfu City need you, and so do I." need your help."

Yes, he is the real Dai Rang, a 17-year-old Dai Rang, gentle but rebellious in his eyes, he likes rock and folk songs, but he is crazy and quiet.

It's really hard to find a place after wearing iron shoes. A blind cat meets a dead mouse. I am so lucky that I am amazed by myself.

He stood up nervously and asked me, "What happened to our family? Why can't you tell me? That's my family, and I have the right to know."

"You still know that's your home? Didn't you run away from home?" I complained to him in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)