Li Mo's question made Guan Yingyi turn her head.
When their eyes met, Guan Yingyi felt as if something had hit her heart.
At this moment, her nose felt a little sour, and under the influence of alcohol, she whispered:
"A little bit."
As soon as she spoke the first sentence, inexplicable emotions flooded into her heart, causing her to start confiding her feelings to the person next to her who could be considered a friend.
"Sometimes I feel very strange. Although I often think of her, I have never dreamed of her at night."
"Don't they all say that you think about something every day and dream about it at night? Why didn't she show up..."
Guan Yingyi's words seemed to be spoken to herself, and her voice became smaller and smaller until it was almost inaudible.
Li Mo could feel her sadness, and a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind.
The death of a loved one is not a storm, but the humidity that accompanies the living person throughout his life.
Li Mo also brought his own emotions into Guan Yingyi's sadness.
In his last life, in order to be a licking dog, he and his parents spent less time together and more distance.
He didn't even know when his parents had turned gray.
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be nurtured but cannot be kissed.
In this life, he is determined to make up for the regrets of his previous life. It is precisely because of this mentality that he is reluctant to fall in love.
The two were silent for a long time, and Li Mo suddenly asked:
"What do you want to become if you die?"
Guan Yingyi was slightly startled by Li Mo's question and turned to look at him.
Normally, this childish question would have made her dismissive.
But tonight, accompanied by sadness, she thought about it seriously and gave an answer that most people would say:
"Become a star in the sky, so that you can continue to protect your loved ones who are still alive in the world."
Li Mo heard this, nodded, and then shook his head:
"If it were me, I wouldn't want to be a star."
"Relatives need to be protected, but they also have their own lives. If I stare at them all day long, they may not feel good."
Guan Yingyi squinted at Li Mo, thinking it made sense, and asked again:
"Then what do you want to become?"
Li Mo raised his head slightly and took a sip of water, then smiled softly and said:
"If I could, I wish I could turn into the wind."
"If you miss them, just blow over and have a look. That'll be good."
Guan Yingyi thought seriously for a while and nodded:
"This is really good."
Li Mo chuckled, put down the water bottle and stood up:
"Let's go, it's getting late. Did you drive here? If you've been drinking, I'll drive and take you back."
Guan Yingyi also stood up, shook her head and said:
"I didn't drive here, Si Yunshuo picked me up."
Li Mo saw that Guan Yingyi was shaking a little when she stood up. He saw that he had drank a lot to relieve his sorrow, so he smiled and said:
"You drank a lot, so don't fight alone. It's not safe."
"I'm driving here, let me see you off."
After hearing this, Guan Yingyi thought about it and agreed.
The two walked out of the bar one after another. Guan Yingyi asked at the door:
"Where did you park your car?"
Li Mo, who was walking in front, turned around and waved:
"follow me."
Although he had a good relationship with Si Yunshuo, he also knew that the person who opened the store was disgusted with motorcycles parked in front of his store.
That's why he deliberately parked the car at the corner, since he didn't have to take these two steps anyway.
Guan Yingyi followed Li Mo and soon saw Li Mo's car, and was shocked.
Motorcycle?
Li Mo turned around, saw the hesitation on Guan Yingyi's face, and laughed:
"Maybe you don't sit here often, right? It's okay, let's try it tonight."
"Remember what I just said? I'll take you and give you some air."
Take me and give me some air?
Guan Yingyi was about to refuse, but after hearing what Li Mo said, her words got stuck in her throat.
It's not that she doesn't sit here often, it's just that she has never sat here before.
It's not that she dislikes riding a motorcycle, but she has her own reserve and aloofness.
Among the usually aloof queens, which aloof queen would ride on someone else’s motorcycle?
And now I have to sit here with a boy, so close that my chest will touch my back accidentally.
But Li Mo's words about taking her to have a nice breeze really hit her soft heart that was rarely revealed.
After death, people turn into the wind. When they miss you, they come and blow you.
Is this boy trying to comfort my heart in this way?
Just when Guan Yingyi was thinking wildly, Li Mo had already got on the motorcycle and came towards her.
He kicked his feet on the ground and moved little by little in front of Guan Yingyi.
This seemingly funny action made Guan Yingyi feel warm in her heart.
This little boy is very considerate.
Li Mo deliberately moved his butt forward to give Guan Yingyi more space, and said with a smile:
"You have long legs, so I won't get down. You can just step up."
Guan Yingyi didn't say anything, she clenched her fingers tightly for two seconds and then let go.
Then, she lifted up her long legs with astonishing proportions and easily straddled the back seat of the motorcycle.
Although one of them tried to move forward as much as possible, the other tried to stay as far back as possible.
But in this not-so-large space, the two of them could only manage not to be close to each other.
This kind of contact without a safe distance made Guan Yingyi feel a little regretful immediately.
'Guan Yingyi, you really drank too much! '
She questioned herself in her mind, her fair cheeks turning a little redder.
At this moment, a breeze blew past her cheek, blowing up a few strands of hair.
All of a sudden, Guan Yingyi was stunned.
I miss you, so I will blow you...
Guan Yingyi stopped thinking wildly and calmed down.
At this moment, she wanted to get some air.
In this country with a long history and culture, we are like this, always possessing a traditional romance that outsiders do not have.
When we miss you, we don’t say we miss you. We only talk about the bright moon in the sky and the red beans in the south.
When I am sad, I don’t say sadness, I just talk about the drizzle and the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees.
I miss you, I only talk about the south wind and the Western Zhou Dynasty, the mountain trees and the orchids.
We don't talk about the loneliness that hasn't come as expected, we just talk about knocking chess pieces and letting the lights fall.
Guan Yingyi learned a way to relieve the pain of missing her relatives at Li Mo today.
I miss you, so I'll go blow the air.
But Li Mo didn't expect that this gust of wind would come at such a perfect time.
But on an autumn night, it’s normal for the wind to blow occasionally.
He turned the key, and the motorcycle made a slight dull roar.
"Sit tight and let's go!"
"Um."
Guan Yingyi responded softly, her voice so soft that even she didn't know if Li Mo could hear it.
She wanted to grab her hands elsewhere, but there was really nowhere to grab them. In the end, she could only pinch the corner of Li Mo's clothes behind him.
Li Mo took her like this, driving in the cool autumn night.
