Butterfly Wishes Series

"I'm sorry, I... Would it be better for me to leave?" Liang Shanbai finally came to his senses and asked cautiously.He has always been careless, and he doesn't know how to speak in this situation is the most appropriate.

But Zhu Yingtai shrugged: "Now you know how to be afraid?" With a mocking look, Liang Shanbai was slightly stabbed.

He patiently explained: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that it's not suitable..."

"Didn't you just knock on the door to come in, didn't you say you wanted to stay?"

These words are too much, Liang Shanbai is a little angry: "I just came to deliver things to you, because it's raining, I want to avoid it for a while, if you don't welcome, you don't have to let me in!"

"It's useless to say it now, you've already broken in." Zhu Yingtai still had that "self-inflicted" expression, which made people feel annoyed!

Liang Shanbai was so angry that it was almost like saying that he insisted on wasting the whole afternoon, getting wet in the rain, risking his life to send a report card to a strange person, and even caring about their family's funeral. Yi is also wrong.

"you……"

"Isn't it raining?" Zhu Yingtai asked suddenly, he turned to look at the heavy rain, his eyes were deep, as if he was not facing a coffin in the old house with ghosts, but by the West Lake in March and April , facing the immature wintersweet flowers on the bank in early spring, although beautiful, it is hard to hide your sorrow.

Faced with such an expression, Liang Shanbai unexpectedly couldn't vent his anger all at once.

"After all, someone in the family has passed away, so it's normal to be in a bad mood." Liang Shanbai thought, and said in a slow tone, "Then can you lend me an umbrella?"

This time Zhu Yingtai answered very simply: "No."

"You!" Liang Shanbai finally exploded with anger, and he stammered, "It's really kind...kindness..."

"Take it as a donkey's liver and lungs with good intentions?" Zhu Yingtai chuckled, "I should say this sentence. Aren't you afraid of getting lost again?"

Liang Shanbai's face turned red again, he was indeed lost just now, but how did Zhu Yingtai know?

"Just stay for a while." Zhu Yingtai said solemnly, as if signing a major contract with Liang Shanbai, "Don't worry, if I can keep you, I will definitely send you out." He said, a flash of light flashed in his eyes The light coincided with a flash of lightning in the sky, reflecting a deep and blurred arc of light.

A pair of white candles in the middle of the room jumped suddenly, the flames jumped several inches, and the one on the left went out with a "pop".

"Candle……"

"It's about to start." Zhu Yingtai said softly.

"what?"

"It's nothing. I'm talking about the custom in our hometown. It takes three days and three nights to keep a wake." Zhu Yingtai calmly grabbed Liang Shanbai's arm and dragged him away from the mourning hall.

"Where are you going?" Liang Shanbai looked at the hand holding him, the fingers were slender, but unexpectedly strong and reliable.

"Come with me and I'll take you to your room."

"My room?" Liang Shanbai was full of doubts, but no one answered.