I'm the villain in the book

"I, I seem to be second grade."

"..."

His expression froze, and he looked at Ah Chun like he was looking at an alien. Wei Changtian coughed dryly after a long time:

"Cough, not bad."

"But after all, it's still a little slower than when I was a teacher."

As soon as the words came out, Ah Chun didn't have any doubts, but everyone on the side rolled their eyes.

"Sister Qin'er, why do you think Mr. Xiang is so shameless?"

"Sister Liu Shi, isn't Xianggong always like this? Sister Yao'er, don't you think so?"

"Ah? I, I think Mr. Xiang is okay."

"Goose goose goose! Jingyao, you! Never dare to say no to my husband! I also think that my husband is very thick-skinned!"

"That's right! Sister Wan'er, you think so too! Right!"

"Isn't that right! Just a few days ago, he insisted on me wearing those stockings. Qin'er, why are you blushing?"

"Ah, I, I wear it too."

"Huh? What color?"

"white, white"

"Really? I'm black. Liu Shi, do you wear it too?"

"Me? I have been wearing them for three or four years."

"what?"

"..."

Inexplicably, the topic shifted to a strange aspect, and Wei Qiaoling, who was riding a big black dog, looked puzzled, as if she wanted to ask what "silk stockings" were.

But before she could speak, Wei Changtian, with an extremely embarrassed expression, waved his hand and interrupted:

"Cough! Don't hang around here! Go back to the house!"

"Oh."

All the girls gave a look with a smile on their faces, and then they led a baby out of the backyard.

"call"

Seeing everyone leave, Wei Changtian breathed a sigh of relief, and once again looked at Ah Chun, who was already a second-rank warrior.

"Achun."

"Master, I am here!"

"Well, since you are now a second rank, it's time for me to teach you some powerful moves for self-defense as a teacher."

"This sword technique is called Luoqiong, and it is extremely mysterious. I think it took three days to master it with the talent of a master."

"Wow! Master has used it for three days! Then this sword technique must be very powerful!"

"Hmph, of course it's extremely powerful, look out!"

"..."

The sword shadow flew up and down, inadvertently chopped off a few green leaves on the tree.

The breeze fell from the blue sky, blowing the leaves high, and sent them to a carriage parked outside the gate of Wei Mansion.

He Jing and Cui'er got out of the carriage, looked at the word "Wei Mansion" on the door plaque, hesitated for a moment before knocking on the door.

However, before they could touch the door knocker, a surprised voice came from behind.

"Master He? Miss Cui'er?"

"Ok?"

When they heard the sound, they turned their heads and saw a man and a woman standing a few steps away.

The man was very strange, and he had never seen it before.

But the woman who spoke was somewhat familiar.

"It's really you!"

Taking a step closer, Li Zimu explained with a smile: "Mr. He, Miss Cui'er, I went to Dagan Capital with Mr. Wei before, and I met you once."

"what!"

As soon as Li Zimu reminded him, He Jing and Cui'er immediately remembered the other woman besides Yang Liushi who was with Wei Changtian back then.

"So that's the case, I didn't recognize it for a while, I hope the girl can't be blamed."

Hastily cupping his hands at Li Zimu, He Jing whispered tentatively, "I don't know girl."

"I am Mr. Lee."

Li Zimu introduced himself with a smile, then turned to look at the man beside him: "This is my husband-in-law."

"Tang Chen."

The man also smiled and reported his name in time.

He Jing didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately cupped his hands again: "Ah, I, He Jing, have met Mr. Tang."

Tang Chen also cupped his hands in return: "Young Master He, you are too polite."

"..."

Three years later, Tang Chen married Li Zimu.

The lives of the other Sons of Heaven who are still alive have also undergone some changes.

Shen Ran returned to Dali and became the leader of Kuixing Academy.

Xu Quan and Zhi Li went to travel around the world, and a few days ago, they just sent a letter back saying that they had arrived at the White Palace.

Chu An escaped the hunt, and now lives with Qin He in Shuzhou City.

There is also Ye Xuan, who is ranked number one but has never shown his face before, and it is said that he has become the most dazzling young person in the world besides Wei Changtian.

The green leaves swayed to the ground, and the four people outside the mansion greeted each other for a while, and Li Zimu figured out the purpose of He Jing and Cui'er's visit to Shuzhou.

First lead the two into the main hall of the mansion to sit down, and she immediately went to inform Wei Changtian.

Not long after that, the latter's hearty laughter floated from far and near.

"Hahaha! Brother He! Miss Cui'er! Long time no see!"

"Young Master Wei!"

"..."

Standing up a little excitedly, He Jing and Cui'er saw this familiar man again, and announced that their journey across thousands of miles had finally come to an end.

Laughter resounded in the house, and the wind swayed out of the window, rolled up the green leaves on the ground, and sent them back to the branches.

The annual rings go round and round, and spring and summer are replaced by autumn and winter several times.

Everything that happened in the past six years is like a soul-stirring and ordinary story.

There are unrested love and hate, there are looking back at the slump, there are sun, moon and stars, there are black hair and white hair.

But just like He Jing and Cui Er's journey, even though they came to Shuzhou and met Wei Changtian, their lives were not over.

Therefore, the long river of time will continue to flow.

From this point of view, these seemingly magnificent six years seem to be just a spoonful of waves, a past that cannot be returned.

As for what these six years mean to this world, it may be difficult for the people in it to explain clearly, and perhaps it will be left to future generations to comment.

But for Wei Changtian personally, before the story begins, he is lonely, selfish, and indifferent.

And by the end of the story, at least he has understood what love is, what is responsibility, and what is gratitude.

No matter how high a wave splashes, what really gives it meaning is the river and sea that carries it.

Therefore, whether it is ordinary or mediocre, no matter whether you can see the future or not, you still have to keep moving forward.

After all, there is still a long way to go, and the new story has not yet begun.

"Brother He, Miss Tweety."

"It's been a long journey, it's been hard work."

End of the book