Chapter 490 Brother Yi, Alcoholic

But he just likes to watch her eat, and he likes to raise her.

Every time he sees her appetizing and eating deliciously, he feels good.

"it is good."

After Wen Xiaoai agreed, she couldn't help but look at Baozi who was standing there silently, staring at the drunkard.

Somewhat strange.

I couldn't help but followed Baozi to look at the alcoholic.

What happened to Baozi?

Why keep looking at the drunkard.

The boy stood there, his dark red eyes staring at the alcoholic sitting on the sofa.

Suddenly, I feel very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that I want to die, and I have an urge to cry.

who he is, who he is.

The boy stared at the drunkard, his emotions gradually became agitated.

He raised his hand and touched his heart.

It hurts, it hurts here.

He is obviously just a wisp of remnant soul, why does his heart still hurt.

Who the hell is this person.

"Then I'll go first." The drunkard said, and was about to leave.

Seeing that the alcoholic was about to leave, the young man took a step forward almost out of physical instinct, wanting to follow him.

"Then I'm leaving too, Third Young Miss Wen, take your time." Tsing Yi also left with the drunkard.

The boy couldn't control his body and brain at all, and followed the drunkard's footsteps.

"Hey, Bao..." Wen Xiaoai was startled when he saw that the boy wanted to go out, and hurriedly stood up to stop him.

He can't see the sun.

"What's wrong?" Jun Moyan looked at the strange Wen Xiaoai, a little puzzled.

"No, it's okay." Seeing the young man stop, Wen Xiaoai breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back on the sofa again.

He picked up the milk that Jun Moyan had drunk before and drank it, trying to cover up something wrong with him.

But his eyes kept on looking at Baozi.

The warm sun in the early morning outside the door forced the boy to stop.

He stood a few meters away from the gate, watching the backs of the drunkard and Tsing Yi leaving side by side, and finally couldn't help crying.

Transparent tears, like his body, no one can see except himself.

Tears flowed down his transparent cheeks and fell to the ground without disturbing a speck of dust.

He didn't know why he was crying, but he felt uncomfortable.

Tears blurred his eyes, and the alcoholic figure was also blurred.

In a haze, he seemed to see the drunkard stop and stand at the gate...

"What's wrong?" Tsing Yi looked at the drunkard who stopped suddenly, feeling a little strange.

The drunkard looked at the sunny weather at the door, and his eyes wandered around, as if he was looking for something.

Then he turned around slowly and looked towards the hall.

When the young man saw the drunkard turn around, he didn't know how he felt, but just looked at the drunkard, tears kept streaming down his face.

The drunkard's gaze slowly swept across the hall, and the place where his gaze was, also included the place where the boy was standing.

However, his eyes did not stay for a second longer because of the boy.

Because he couldn't see the boy.

He seemed to be looking for something, but found nothing.

Suddenly, his heart picked up violently, and an inexplicable sadness hit him, making the drunkard feel uncomfortable all over.

"What are you looking for?" Tsing Yi also looked at the hall curiously.

Jun Moyan and Wen Xiaoai, who were sitting on the sofa, also looked at the strange alcoholic at the door.

Just when Jun Moyan was about to ask, the drunkard said he was fine, then turned and left.

"Are you okay?" Tsing Yi asked with concern.

"No..." The drunkard shook his head.

I don't know what's wrong with myself.

Just at that moment, he seemed to feel the existence of something very familiar.