How can I be the villain's follower

Chapter 203 Yang Yaxin wants to commit suicide by jumping into the lake? !
In Dugu Abandoned Heaven's villa.

The three of them were sitting in the hall, Wen Ting kept talking to Dugu Qitian, one by one senior Dugu, and they called very sweetly.

Yang Yaxin found out in embarrassment that she couldn't speak at all.

Firstly, after practicing Taishang Bingxin Jue, her desire to speak decreased a lot.

Secondly, seeing her best friend staring at her sweetheart lovingly, and thinking of what happened between them, Yang Yaxin couldn't forget the painful memories.

After sitting for a while, Yang Yaxin said abruptly: "Qitian, I am relieved to see that you are fine, I will go back to practice first."

After finishing speaking, he got up directly, ignored Dugu Qitian's persuasion, and left directly.

Dugu Qitian's expression turned cold, and he shouted at Wen Ting: "Don't come to my place next time, Yaxin is already upset."

Wen Ting immediately showed a pitiful expression of grievance, took Dugu Qitian's big hand and put it on her heart, and said in a low voice: "He is wrong, Brother Qitian, can you forgive him?"

"I warn you, recognize your identity clearly, you are not my girlfriend, but Yaxin is." Dugu Qitian swung his big hand and snorted coldly.

"I get it, brother Qitian, I am your little lover, come and go as soon as you can, okay?" Wen Ting whispered humblely.

Yang Yaxin's dormitory.

After Yang Yaxin returned to the villa, she sat cross-legged in meditation, dazed and restless.

Yang Yaxin was expressionless, and sighed: "My mind is too chaotic, meditation is useless, let's go for a walk."

Yang Yaxin walked out of the dormitory, only to find that it was getting late and the moon was high.

There are not many disciples still active in the academy.

Yang Yaxin wandered aimlessly along the uninhabited path, and soon came to Jingxin Lake.

Under the bright moonlight, Jingxin Lake is peaceful, with blue waves rippling with the breeze.

Looking at the clear and vast Jingxin Lake, Yang Yaxin found that her mood gradually calmed down.

the other side.

Zhang Liang routinely went to Ren Guang's manor to report, and was flying with his sword, preparing to leave the academy.

When flying over Jingxin Lake, I saw a lonely figure standing beside Jingxin Lake with a dazed expression, as if about to jump into the lake to commit suicide.

"Is this Yang Yaxin really crazy? Want to jump into the lake?"

Zhang Liang had a strange expression on his face. After thinking about it, Yu Jian still floated down.

Call ~
As the breeze blew, a white dusty figure, controlling a flying sword, landed in front of Yang Yaxin.

Yang Yaxin didn't expect that when she was most depressed, she met another guy who made her even more depressed.

Zhang Liang said with a faint smile: "Practitioners can't die by jumping into the lake. You have to struggle in the lake for half an hour, and you have to control yourself not to float to the surface. The difficulty is no less than falling to your death while walking."

Yang Yaxin couldn't help staring at her beautiful eyes, and said coldly: "Who told you that I would jump into the lake to commit suicide?"

"Oh? Then why are you standing here alone in the middle of the night? Looking at the scenery?" Zhang Liang smiled, jumped off the flying sword, and landed beside Yang Yaxin.

Yang Yaxin didn't answer, her depressed mood became more complicated because of Zhang Liang beside her, and she wanted to stay away from him.But for some reason, I wanted to hear his voice again.

Looking at the vast Jingxin Lake, Zhang Liang felt the gentle breeze blowing in. The quiet and silent atmosphere around reminded Zhang Liang of the earth in his previous life.

In his hometown, there is also such a big lake. He couldn’t swim when he was a child, but he liked to watch the lake. Sitting by the lake and watching the quiet lake, his mood would become as clear as the lake.

Zhang Liang opened his mouth lightly, and read out the long-standing verses left in his memory:

"The light of the lake and the moon and the moon are in harmony, and there is no goggles on the pool surface."

"Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting, there is a green snail in a silver plate."

It doesn't matter whether it is the verses I learned in elementary school or junior high school.

The moon in the other world is about the same size as the moon on the earth, but when I look back, my hometown is hundreds of millions of miles away.
In Zhang Liang's heart, there is a faint yearning for the earth, which is an emotion that belongs only to the traveler.

"What a vulgar poem." Yang Yaxin said coldly.

Zhang Liang smiled slightly, but didn't answer.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Yaxin turned her head slightly and looked at his deep expression, her heart trembled slightly.

This was the first time she saw Zhang Liang showing such an expression and emotion.

Zhang Liang's eyes are so complex, with longing, sadness, memory, all kinds of emotions mixed.

Unconsciously, Yang Yaxin became obsessed with watching. When she came back to her senses, she quickly turned her head to look at the lake, her mind was in a mess.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Yaxin's pretty face flushed slightly, and she said crisply: "The artistic conception is good, you, did you do it?"

"No, it's a poet from my hometown."

"What's his name? I want to listen to two more songs."

"Uh, I forgot." Zhang Liang said in rare embarrassment, only lasted for a moment, and immediately returned to normal.

Remembering poems but not people, the old tradition of ruthless endorsers.

Yang Yaxin was silent.

Just when Zhang Liang wanted to leave and go back to practice, Yang Yaxin spoke.

Yang Yaxin looked at the lake with beautiful eyes, her face was expressionless, her beautiful face was white and flawless, when the breeze blew, a few strands of hair blew up and hit her delicate face.

Yang Yaxin said in a cold voice:

"I found out that my best girlfriend fell in love with my sweetheart."

"Qitian also betrayed me, and Wen Ting."

"It stands to reason that I should let go."

"But even so, I still love Qitian."

"Am I stupid?"

As she said that, Yang Yaxin's eyes were slightly red, and two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The messy hair was stained with tears, sticking to the unparalleled beauty and beauty of the face, so pitiful, people couldn't help but want to protect her.

Zhang Liang raised his big hand, intending to pat her on the shoulder, but lowered it again, and sighed: "My condolences will change."

"Zhang Liang, will you comfort others?" Yang Yaxin turned her head to stare at him, her beautiful eyes full of resentment.

"Well then, I can only use the traditional method." Zhang Liang shrugged, put his arms around Yang Yaxin's slender waist, hugged her tightly, bowed his head and kissed her forcefully.

"Hmm! Hmm!!! Let go, let me go, eh!"

Yang Yaxin was stunned for a while, then struggled vigorously and pushed Zhang Liang away.

Zhang Liang laughed and said, "Do you feel better?"

Yang Yaxin's pretty face was flushed, and while she was shedding tears, she glared at him angrily: "Rogue! Now I'm not only sad, but also angry!"

"Wait, let's go in that one, I promise you will forget about Dugu Qitian." Zhang Liang suddenly took Yang Yaxin's little hand, pulled her into the grass, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Yang Yaxin's pretty face was flushed, her little heart was beating wildly, and she felt a thrill of stealing.

But soon she realized and struggled: "Are you crazy? I won't accompany you, let me go!"

"Shh! Someone is coming, don't move, or they will find out, and you will be finished." Zhang Liang pointed to the people outside the grass.

(End of this chapter)