Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 277 Aquaman Escapes Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 167
"She has something to do, she may be late." Xie Xun bent down, looked at her grandma, and said with a smile.

Grandma squinted her eyes, which were already a little unclear, and said with emotion: "Just wait a little longer, we will wait."

"Yes, I will."

The old people in the town still remembered him, greeted him warmly, and asked why Meng Tangan was not there.

Xie Xun said patiently over and over that she might have to come later.

The town is the same as it was three years ago, when they fell in love very much, and it was also the season of midsummer and August, walking through every alley and catching the tail of the sunset.

Xie Xun vaguely felt the autumn wind. After doing this calculation, it is almost the season when they meet again. This time, will they meet again?

The sky in the distance was light gray, and he was alone without an umbrella, walking on the bluestone slab in the rain, very familiar with the streets and alleys, and walked back along the footsteps of the past.

Feeling empty in his heart, always seems to be missing something, can't figure it out and can't say it, like a pair of hands pinching his neck for three years, never letting go for a moment, those hands don't want him to die, they only make him gasp Breathless, long and suffocating.

——"Really? Are we going to Jiangnan?"

——"It happens to be the season for picking lotus pods, and the sweet-scented osmanthus wine from Jiangnan is also good."

——"I love you, love you so much!"

——"In Tang An's heart, Xu Beihou will always be my king."

At that time, I was very happy to bring her to Jiangnan.

He suddenly missed her uncontrollably, thinking about her so much.

Heart throbbing.

Once the emotion of lovesickness emerges, it can no longer be restrained, and the momentum of the prairie fire soars!
Xie Xun's eyes were slightly red, but he was still smiling, walking non-stop, stepping over the accumulated puddles, the rain splashed everywhere, blurring his expression.

I really miss that year when they listened to the rain in the attic together, the lingering breath of last night remained on her body, she leaned out to catch the rain, and he looked at her profile.

All this, as long as I think of her name, I will repeat it again and again in my heart, from the cold alienation when I first met to the night when I drowned.

Xie Xun has always felt that he has seen through those methods and will not be trapped by love, but until now, he is still guessing whether she has ever loved him.

Maybe it was love, but it was too short. After she left, his heart was always empty, like missing the summer that could never go back on a snowy winter night.

Let's die in the past, when she loved him the most.

"We agreed to come here when the Chang'an matter is over...why did I leave me alone again?"

Xie Xun looked at the blue sky in the distance, and choked with self-deprecation.

He always wondered whether she would suddenly remember him at a certain moment in the past three years, whether she would miss the year they were together, even if it was only for a second, and his heart skipped a beat.

In fact, Xie Xun knew it all.

Will not.

The story is over, and he is the only one who can't get out.

Who will a person like her fall in love with in the future?Who will stay with you for the rest of your life.

She wants to meet someone better than him, listen to her thoughts, and spend her life with her year after year.

Then after the rain gradually stopped, just forget about him.

This rain, raining in my heart, no one knows.

With the patter of rain, the white petals were knocked off and fell into the stagnant water. The children ran past and accidentally bumped into Xie Xun!
"Be careful." He lifted the child up and warned.

"Brother, your hands are so cold." The little boy stared at him with black grape-like eyes, and said in a childish voice, "Mother told me that if you wear too little clothes, you will get sick."

"You have to listen to your mother." Xie Xun squatted down, with picturesque eyebrows, rubbed his head, "Go."

The little boy ran away, turned his head several times, and looked at the slender figure in the rain.

In the town, old people sat chatting under the eaves of the verandah, and young girls blushed silently holding oil-paper umbrellas.

And he walks alone.

Xie Xun was fascinated by the nursery rhymes of Jiangnan, humming the folk songs she sang to him that year from his throat, adding to the lingering affection.

The sound drifted far away, and the white butterfly stopped on the wall, flapping its wings lightly.

Just like that year, the butterfly perched on the woman's white dress.

When the rain hit the flowers, he stretched out his hand and caught a broken petal.

Like this, flowers and plants are loved by people, and life and death follow people's wishes, so they are miserable and no one cares about them.

She trapped him for years and months.

He lived in the attic again, planning to stay in the town for a while.

Everyone in the town knew that the noble man who lived in the attic had someone in his heart and had been waiting for her to come home.

In a blink of an eye, it was September, and the tenth day was the day they met.

Xie Xun was wearing a black robe, his back was sunk in the light and shadow, he walked lazily and aimlessly on the long street, passing through the crowd, those hustle and bustle had nothing to do with him, wandering away from the bustle, looking at every smiling face.

"Today is the 1096th day since we separated." He smiled, as if talking to someone, but also to himself, "Tangtang, the town hasn't changed much, it's still the same as before, everyone misses you very much... Li Ji’s Peach Blossom Cake is still on sale, I tasted it, and the taste is the same as before, unchanged.”

"If you have a chance, you must try it. You liked it very much at the time, but it's not good to eat too much, so I didn't let you eat more. By the way, there are..."

Unforgettable, no echo.

Maybe God is also helping her leave him.

pretty good.

The sunshine in September is a bit dazzling, and it shines brightly, as if the tiles are shining. The folk customs of the town are simple, chatting in twos and threes, and there are vendors hawking.

"Osmanthus wine, osmanthus wine!"

When Xie Xun passed by the wine stall, he stopped, casually picked up the jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and was briefly stunned for two seconds.

"My lord, do you want to buy wine?" Grandpa asked, shaking his straw fan, looked up at him, and squinted his eyes, "You look familiar to me."

Xie Xun turned against the light, with deep eyes, put the sweet-scented osmanthus wine back: "Maybe I have seen it before."

Grandpa watched him walk away, and said hey: "The sweet-scented osmanthus wine is very good, why don't you come to two jars?"

"No."

A clear voice came from a distance, as if the young man threw out the silver without any rules, and he was the most dazzling one walking in the crowd.

He passed by the lakeside, there were people going boating, and the boatman on the awning boat was leisurely wearing a straw hat, singing Jiangnan tunes, paused for a moment, and didn't take another look.

I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine.

Never the same, boy you!
...

When Xie Xun returned to the attic, it was Haishi.

In the past three years, a lot of things have been sent to the attic one after another. They are all favorites of Meng Tangan. Yes, shipping year after year.

Frosty moonlight shone in from the half-opened window, splashing mottled all over the floor.

Xie Xun was quiet for a while, casually prepared to take a bath, untied his belt, suddenly realized something, looked sideways, and said in a slightly ruthless voice, "Come out!"

There was no response from the house for a long time.

The cold sword came out of its sheath and let out a groan, clasped the delicate hilt with its slender fingers, and raised the curtain under the bed——!
(End of this chapter)