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Chapter 8339 But do good deeds, don't ask about the future (8)

A hot tear fell on his neck, and Ji Changmu's heart skipped a beat, knowing that she was crying again.

He is not a savage beast, so why do you cry when you see him?

Ji Changmu sighed, with a helpless smile on his lips.

He carried her on his back and continued walking forward, holding her tightly with both hands for fear of her falling, and from time to time he had to remind her to hold on tight.

Ji Changmu didn't know how far he had walked while stepping on muddy water.

He knew that it was a long way from her hotel and it was raining heavily today, so the car couldn't drive there.

It's okay, let him carry her on his back for a while.

Before, his legs were not healed and he had no chance to carry her.

The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, and Ji Changmu walked slower and slower.

Qiao Muyuan cried and said: "Ji Changmu, you lied to me, there is still a long way to go... We can't reach the end, go back... Let's go back... I won't go back to the hotel..."

"Hold on a little longer, it's not far." The rainwater flowed down the corners of Ji Changmu's face. He pursed his lips and never said too many words.

"It's obviously still far away, why did you lie to me for five minutes..." Qiao Muyuan's voice was hoarse and she was crying. If she had known that she had to walk such a long way, she would not have agreed.

Ji Changmu didn't say anything, and just walked forward slowly step by step.

We walked a long way, and the road seemed to have no end.

Qiao Muyuan kept crying, and she didn't know why she was crying...

The rain curtain was hazy and blurry, and I couldn't see the road ahead clearly. I could only move forward by relying on my memory.

This is a winding road with no big trees and no passers-by, just them.

Qiao Muyuan cried all the way, her little hands tightly holding Ji Changmu's neck, and Ji Changmu was also holding her firmly.

Finally, the outline of the town appeared in the blurry vision, with bungalows, hotels, and parks... It was as if the world suddenly became lively.

Ji Changmu knew it was coming soon.

From now on, Qiao Muyuan will not cry or make trouble and ask him to carry it again.

Ji Changmu's body was almost soaked. The rain was heavy and dripping down his face. Amidst the sound of rain, he said softly in a hoarse voice: "I remember it seems like many years ago, when you were young.

, I also carried you, time flies so fast."

Qiao Muyuan also remembers it, why doesn't she remember it?

But as soon as he opened his mouth, she started crying again.

Ji Changmu smiled helplessly, why did he care about this little girl? He cried whenever he wanted, just like the rain in the sky, it couldn't stop no matter what.

"When I carried you, you were still very light and small, like a doll. In the blink of an eye, you turned into a big girl." Ji Changmu couldn't help but sigh, and walked forward with sweat dripping from his temples.

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The passing years are like a fleeting change of stars.

The most ruthless thing is time.

Qiao Muyuan's hand holding the umbrella hit Ji Changmu's back and cried: "Ji Changmu, I hate you, you are not a good person..."

"Okay, don't hit me, it hurts a lot." Ji Changmu stood there for a moment without moving, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Qiao Muyuan kept crying and couldn't stop.

Finally reaching the town, he found a shelter from the rain and stopped: "How far is it? Where is your hotel?"

"Put me down. You can take a taxi here."

Ji Changmu paused with his hands, making no move or expressing his position.

Qiao Muyuan put away her umbrella. When she looked up, she saw Ji Changmu's face was covered with rainwater, and there were beads of sweat falling on his neck.
Chapter completed!
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