strange ceiling
Mo Yinge's eyelids trembled slightly, her eyelashes like cattails were raised slightly, and she stared at the ceiling in confusion for a long time.
"Well"
My head hurts...I feel like my body has been hollowed out...
"Crow, you wake up!"
Lan Miaoyi, who had her hair tied up, opened the door and saw Mo Yingge waking up with a smile on his face.
…
"So, I fell from the sky and was caught by Zhu Meng who happened to be passing by?"
Mo Yingge made a gesture with his hand and swallowed a big mouthful of porridge with tears in his eyes.
"If Master Zhu Meng hadn't caught you, you would have been smashed into a pile of rotten flesh." Lan Miaoyi smiled.
"Hey, hey, how can my little Miaoyi be so sinister?!"
Mo Yinge's eyes widened instantly, looking like he couldn't believe it.
"Oh? Then what are you calling me?" Lan Miaoyi stretched out her hand and pinched Mo Yingge's face. Mo Yinge originally wanted to resist, but when he raised his hand, he realized that he was holding a bowl and spoon, and couldn't help but hold it in his mouth again. A big bowl of tears dried up.
"Xiao Miaoyi, give it to me again."
Before Mo Yingge could finish speaking, he was stopped by Lan Miaoyi's murderous eyes.
"Try saying something again?" Lan Miaoyi grabbed the bowl and spoon and hummed.
"Oh, actually you are not young anymore, you are just a little bit worse than me." Mo Yinge looked at the gap between us, raised his head, and said with a sense of superiority.
"Mo Yinge, you want to die, right? Maybe between us, who is bigger than the other?" Lan Miaoyi's head suddenly hit Mo Yinge's forehead, with evil spirits in her eyes.
"How is it possible? I am D, and the most you can do is C."
Mo Yingge's eyes were so wide that he even wanted to stretch out his hand to test the size.
"I mean age!" Lan Miaoyi slapped off Mo Yingge's demonic claws angrily.
"Oh, you mean this, I should be twenty." Mo Yingge said casually.
"Oh ho, I'm twenty-one years old. Come on, sister, call me sister!" Lan Miaoyi's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this, and she sat on the edge of the bed and laughed.
"I don't want it, I refuse!"
Mo Yinge twisted his body and shrank back into the bed, muttering without leaving his head outside.
…
As the New Year is approaching, people from Xichuan who have fled have returned to the city again.
The shouting on the street was still there, seemingly unaffected by the previous one.
After a day's rest, Mo Yingge couldn't wait to rush home.
I remember the last time she went home was the last time. She hadn’t gone back for a full year!
After thanking Zhu Meng profusely, Lan Miaoyi personally took her to the airport.
"goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
The two women hugged each other affectionately. For Mo Yinge, one of the biggest gains from this trip to the southwest was meeting Lan Miaoyi.
Lan Miaoyi waved and watched Mo Yingge leave, smiling brightly.
Mo Yingge turned around gracefully, facing away from her and waving his hands.
Naturally, it was impossible for the plane to fly directly to Bo City. Moyinge first got off at Ludao and then took a bus back to Bo City.
"Hey Mo Fan, what's the matter? Oh, don't come pick me up. I'll go back right away. Don't prepare food. Let's go to a restaurant tonight! Oh, yes, yes, yes, let's call the little monkey and his grandma. Together."
Mo Yinge answered the call from Mo Fan as soon as she got off the plane. Only Mo Fan would take the initiative to call her.
Father Mo is always worried about disturbing Mo Yingge, and his father is a reserved person and doesn't know how to make phone calls easily.
Xinxia, a little girl, is too shy. She usually sends messages and chats with her at most, and Mo Yingge took the initiative to make a few phone calls.
As for Zhang Xiaohou, his godbrother, this kid is also shy, so just expect him to call.
Mo Fan is the only one who calls me, claiming to care about his sister, but in reality he is always asking for favors in different ways.
"It's already dark, or should I fly back directly?"
Mo Yinge twirled her hair with her slender fingers. Anyway, she didn't quite understand why she had to burn her hair. Her long hair, which had almost reached her hips, now only reached her waist. Is it easy for her to have long hair?
The airport was not in the city, so she simply stepped into the wind and ran to a remote place, then spread her wings of wind and flew away.
Looking at the taxis on the roadside, Mo Yingge couldn't help but smile scornfully.
"You're laughing so hard, I can't even take a dime from you!"
Ok, I finally got rid of the need to take a car.
Flailing his wings, Mo Yinge turned on his mobile phone to navigate and finally saw Bo City.
However, she didn't mean to show off. It was better not to fly randomly in the city, otherwise it would be troublesome to attract many eyes.
Bo City is really small, far inferior to Xichuan City, and is only as big as a city district.
But it is this small town that holds all of Mo Yinge's childhood memories.
She didn't use wind magic, but her movements were like pressing the accelerator button. She walked through streets and alleys, climbed up walls, and soon she returned to her home after a long absence.
"Sister Yingluo is back!"
Standing at the entrance of the alley, Mo Yingge heard Zhang Xiaohou's whirring in the distance. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He gently picked up the loose hair around his ears with his fingers and walked into the alley.
"Sister, I miss you so much!"
Mo Fan ran over and wanted to give Mo Yingge a bear hug, but she ducked slightly and went around, then leaned down and hugged Xinxia, who was sitting in the wheelchair, gently.
"Xiao Xia, do you miss your sister?"
Xinxia could feel the heat coming from Mo Yinge's body, which instantly dispelled the cold air in winter. The sweetest smile bloomed on Xinxia's face, and she tilted her little head slightly and said crisply:
"Of course I do, Xinxia has always been thinking about my sister!"
"Buzz!"
After hearing this, Mo Yingge directly kissed Xinxia on the forehead.
"Ahem, sister, I want to hug you too. You can't treat me favorably!" Mo Fan leaned forward with a playful smile. His tearful and pitiful expression made Mo Yingge unable to bear to kick him.
"Snapped!"
So I'd better give him a reward, after all, I "love" my younger brother very much!
"Hey, Xiaohou has grown a lot this year, but we have to keep up the good work. You are not as tall as my sister!" Mo Yinge then said with a smile to Zhang Xiaohou on the side.
"Well"
Zhang Xiaohou couldn't help scratching his cheek when he heard this. He just wanted to ask his sister, "How tall are you? You don't know how tall you are?"
Fortunately, Mo Yingge never wears high heels. Even with such a height of 1.75 meters, she still stands out from the crowd!
Walking on the street truly reflects what it means to stand out from the crowd!
"I will work hard next year and try to grow taller!" Zhang Xiaohou vowed silently in his heart.
"Have you decided on a place yet?" Mo Yingge couldn't help but ask as he watched a group of people running out.
"Not yet, don't I wait until you come back to choose?" Mo Fan said with a smile.
"Then what else do you choose? If you want to go, go to the best one!" Mo Yinge waved his hand, full of pride.
There was a mistake here before. There is no train service in Bo City. In the original book, you first take a bus to Xiamen and then take an EMU train to Shanghai, the magical capital. I once wrote that it was wrong to go directly to Bocheng and there is an EMU train in the magical city.
This is hereby revised and I hope Haihan will do so!
Wish book friends long and healthy life!
(End of chapter)
