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

Chapter 280 Aquaman Escapes Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 170
His fingertips touched the cold window sill slightly, as if he could outline her outline. After a long silence, he decided in his heart: "Tomorrow... take her back."

Ying Ming was silent for a while: "Yes."

He didn't know what happened between Meng Tang'an and Xie Xun, and how they got to this point.

He only knew that she was his little junior sister.

"...What about you?" He asked by mistake.

When the door was opened, Meng Tang'an was leaning against the wall in boredom, his eyes were cold and celestial, with a fairy air, and a cold-blooded feeling that he didn't care about anything, a bit cruel and childish.

When she saw them, her beautiful red lips curled up.

"Senior brother." Then his eyes fell on Xie Xun, and he didn't know how to greet him, so he blurted out naturally, "Hello, Mr. Xiaolang."

this sentence.

Xie Xun waited for three years.

This time, he didn't avoid her gaze, nor did he ignore her on purpose, and looked straight at her.

Meng Tangan was slightly taken aback.

He has a slender figure, a proud body, a stern and elegant outline, his eyebrows and eyes look unsympathetic in the half-bright light and shadow, and his eyes seem to be sad.

What is he sad about.

"It's raining too much, pay attention to your body." Xie Xun smiled at her, as if he was once proud and accompanied by someone who drank with him.

That's the last word.

"Isn't it raining heavily?" She didn't understand, her eyes were strange, and she had no affection at all.

Xie Xun withdrew his gaze and walked downstairs step by step. Every step he took, he was deeply immersed in the dim light and shadow, getting farther and farther away from her.

It was still raining and the night was hazy.

he's gone.

Ying Ming felt a little depressed, and said in a low voice, "Tangtang, we'll stay here tonight and go home tomorrow."

"I won't know him, will I?"

"No." He paused every word, "You don't know each other."

Meng Tangan suddenly thought of something: "He forgot to hold an umbrella, brother, do you have an umbrella?"

It should be obvious, but he grabbed Meng Tangan's wrist and pushed it into the room: "No."

It was too late, and the pedestrians in the streets and alleys went home one after another, and there was no one there.

The rainwater accumulated in the puddles reflected the gray sky, broken and gathered again.

The town is not big, and it only takes half an hour to leave.

Xie Xun tore off all the missing person notices about her along the way, and carefully put them away one by one. The rain wet his fingertips, and the temperature was freezing. He found a corner to shelter from the rain, and quietly looked down at the person in the portrait.

Countless.

How many times have you drawn and posted.

She didn't see it.

The rain dripped from the eaves of the corridor, and fell on Qingshi Street. The night was silent, and all silent emotions were hidden.

Xie Xun looked at the loft in the distance and suddenly smiled.

It was as if the catkins were blocking the blood vessels, and I tasted the sweetness in the lingering pain, and it was so soft that it fascinated people.

Didn't want to bother.

Not going to pester.

that's it.

That memory was probably very bad for her, and it was hard to forget it, and he also wanted to stay away from her life.

Looking at it from a distance, I am very happy.

——"I want you to go! I want my life to be free of the word Xie Xun! I want to never see you again! Can you do it?"

"Meng Tang'an, I did it." Xie Xun leaned against the wall, put the missing person notice in his arms, and smiled at her naturally, with a little pride, "Should you praise me..."

She wants to be with the one she loves.

She wants to live a life of peace, joy, and disaster-free life.

And what about Xie Xun?

He rotted in the past and dreams, and was with her forever. During that time, they had been in love.

This life is enough.

"Hello." An oil-paper umbrella was propped above him, and the figure in white was as gentle as Jiangnan, "I said you are really strange."

Xie Xun was stunned, and before she even had time to react, she grabbed his wrist: "Hurry up and go back to sleep."

He froze for two seconds, trying to break free.

Meng Tangan looked at him: "Revenge me, right? Do you want me to accompany you in the rain?"

Xie Xun fell silent and let her lead him away, unexpectedly a little obedient.

"You're too tall." Meng Tangan complained, and stuffed the oil-paper umbrella into his hand, "If you catch me a cold, I'll be angry."

Xie Xun almost instinctively held up an umbrella for her, but didn't know what to say.

...

No sleep for one night.

They are so close.

A door apart.

How many times in a dream, I dare not even think about it.

When Ying Ming woke up in the middle of the night, he vaguely saw a person standing in the corridor of the attic, right at Meng Tangan's door, silent, his eyes downcast, weaving willow branches, sunk in the darkness.

He stopped and watched for a while, then went back quietly, sighing.

In the morning of the next day, Xie Xun left before Meng Tangan woke up.

Just as he went downstairs, he bumped into Pei Yanzhi.

"What a coincidence." Pei Yanzhi glanced around and nodded slightly.

"Unfortunately." Xie Xun stood on the steps on the second floor, condescending, "If you want to take her back, you can leave now."

Pei Yanzhi never gave up looking for the case that the queen mother handed him over, and came here after hearing the news.

Xie Xun, I didn't expect Xie Xun to be one step ahead of him.

"I heard that she has forgotten it. Why, are you going to make her never remember it for the rest of her life?"

"She's doing fine now."

Why didn't Pei Yanzhi understand what Xie Xun was thinking, he wanted to let go, he wanted to watch from a distance: "I won't talk about the things between you, but she has the right to know her life experience!"

"Are you going to make the decision for her?"

Xie Xun's eyes became colder.

Pei Yanzhi took two steps forward: "I will only tell her the truth about her life experience, I will not interfere with her decision, don't worry!"

Meng Tang'an will always be Xie Xun's weakness.

Pei Yan's bet.

Bet that Xie Xun would not dare to interfere in Meng Tangan's life easily.

"Lang Jun?" Meng Tangan raised his eyebrows when he opened the door and saw two people standing on the stairs, "Go ahead."

Xie Xun looked at her the moment the door opened, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Pei Yanzhi stared at Meng Tangan.

Just as the woman was about to leave, her steps froze: "Master!"

The old man came in from the attic, still holding a wine gourd in his hand: "Hey girl, you still remember a master."

"Aren't I here to buy sweet-scented osmanthus wine for Master?"

The old man chuckled, and when he passed by Xie Xun, he could clearly feel the fixed gaze of the other party, and he patted Xie Xun on the shoulder: "Sometimes there must be a hit, and there is no time for a hit..."

"Forcing a fart!"

Xie Xun saw him last time.

Still saying that he will not live to be 27 years old.

"Tell her well." After a long time, Xie Xun whispered to Pei Yanzhi.

"Will do."

Pei Yanzhi came with his master, and Meng Tangan was surrounded by several people at once, feeling like he had been caught in a puppy love. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xie Xun walking away alone: ​​"...what are you doing?"

After half an hour.

Meng Tangan propped his chin: "So, I'm a princess in distress?"

"Bah!" The old man rolled his eyes, "Look at you, you are living a prosperous life now, and you are a big ghost."

Ying Ming was deeply shocked by the life experience of the little junior sister.

Pei Yanzhi said slowly: "The Empress Dowager is your grandmother, she misses you very much... You can go back to the capital if you want, or you can stay in the temple if you don't want to, it's up to you."

Meng Tang'an nodded her lips, and suddenly smiled: "If you go to Chang'an, I have a condition."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)