Chapter 367 Mengmeng is not your name

Why is he crying?The tears seemed to break the thread, as if she had bullied him.

She was the one who was clearly taken advantage of.

well!As he is now, he is just a child whose mind is less than ten years old.She and he care so much about what to do.

"Don't cry, my sister is not angry." She comforted him softly, and seeing that he was still crying, she finally couldn't help stepping forward, reaching out her hand to wipe the tears that flowed to the corners of his mouth and chin, "Don't cry, it's my sister who doesn't want to cry." Well, I made you sad."

He sniffed, forced back his tears, and said obediently, "Sister is fine, I won't cry." The next moment, he pointed at his mask aggrievedly and said, "There's still inside."

Slightly stunned for a moment, Xinmeng came to her senses, took out a brocade handkerchief and handed it to him: "You wipe it yourself, I won't look at you."

He was a little stunned, and instead of taking the handkerchief, he asked, "Will my sister wipe it for me?"

"You're wearing a mask, you definitely don't want others to see what you look like. I don't want to force you to take off the mask."

Xinmeng took his hand, put the brocade handkerchief into his palm, closed his hand, then backed away, turned around, walked to the stone farthest from the cliff, stood still with the stone, and looked into the distance.

The autumn is high and crisp, with white clouds floating in the sky, and under the white clouds are green hills, which stretch continuously until the sky.

She leaned over and looked down, but there was no bottom to see.It can be seen that going down is not a suitable way out.

well!She let out a long sigh, a little disheartened.

Didn't fall to death, but are you going to be trapped here?
Not far behind, the man stared blankly at her slender back, his eyes were burning with hot flames, but they disappeared the moment Xinmeng turned around.

"What's your name?" Xinmeng approached him and asked.

Since she couldn't leave, she could only relieve her boredom by talking to him.

"My name is... Hong Yi. Red Hong, Yi Yi." He replied.

"Hongyi?" She repeated it suspiciously. It sounded like a stage name, so she blurted out, "What's your surname?"

Hongyi shook her head: "My name is Hongyi."

Xinmeng was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Okay, then I will call you Hongyi from now on. My surname is Shen, and my name is Xinmeng. You can call me..."

"Sister!" Hongyi interrupted Xinmeng, "I like to call you sister."

"..." Xinmeng was silent for another moment, thinking that if he left here and returned to a place with people, he would be regarded as a fool if he called her sister again, so he shook his head, "You should call me Xinmeng." .”

From the moment he woke up, he kept calling her sister. If he was asked to call her Miss Shen, Miss Shen or something, it seemed that the span was too big, and he was afraid that he would not be able to accept it, so he was allowed to call her Xinmeng.

In fact, the word Xinmeng is too intimate to be called by someone else who just met.

"Mengmeng!" He changed it on his own initiative.

Xinmeng thumped, and patted his left shoulder with a palm: "Don't call me Mengmeng, you didn't call that name." Mengmeng is Xiao Lang's exclusive address, and others are not allowed to use it!

A dark light flashed quickly in the bottom of the eyes, and Hongyi let out an oops, her face wrinkled into a ball: "It hurts!"

Did he pretend?Isn't his injury in the back of his head?She stared at him suspiciously.

"Back, back hurts!" He said aggrievedly, in order to prove it to Xinmeng, he tore off his belt and wanted to take off his robe.

"What are you doing, fasten your belt." Xin Meng took two steps back quickly, not looking at him.

(End of this chapter)

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