Douluo 2: I dressed up as Huo Yuhao’s biological sister

"Sorry, Nannan..."

Xu Sanshi avoided Jiang Nannan's piercing eyes in embarrassment, endured the heart-piercing pain from his heart, and closed his eyes to apologize.

No matter what the process was, in the end, it was indeed him who felt sorry for her first.

"Xu Sanshi, you are still the same as you were two years ago, I shouldn't..."

I shouldn't expect anything from you.

Jiang Nannan swallowed the words that had spread to her lips, and pinched the wrist that Xu Sanshi had just held with her fingertips. The momentary wavering in her heart in recent days became evidence that she spurned herself at this moment.

She retracted her hands into her sleeves to block them, but her fingertips couldn't help scratching at the two circles of red marks.

"I'm too stupid. I shouldn't have believed that Young Master Xu would be so condescending as to be friends with a commoner like me; I shouldn't have believed in the hypocrisy hidden beneath your grace and splendor; I shouldn't have seen clearly After learning the truth about so many things, I still have a glimmer of hope in you."

Jiang Nannan took a deep breath, her face became unusually calm, and there was deep disappointment hidden underneath the calmness.

Then she glanced at Xu Sanshi coldly, and said indifferently: "After all, the blood power that needs to be awakened by that kind of method is probably dirty from the bottom up."

"I......"

Jiang Nannan's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Xu Sanshi hard.

Yes, it's really dirty.

Xu Sanshi smiled bitterly.

He looked at Jiang Nannan's figure turning away without mercy, as if his heart was half empty.

But he didn't have the slightest right to stop her, and he even lost the courage to ask her to stay.

He only felt horribly cold all over his body, just like that day, all his limbs and bones were filled with ice. The biting cold turned into pain, biting at the little sanity he had left. What he could show, alone Trembling and spasming.

......

Jiang Nannan returned to the camp with exhaustion all over her body.

But there was a familiar figure beside the fire that was still empty when he went out.

It was Beibei who was woken up by Xu Sanshi.

Beibei held a thick and long wooden stick in his hand and pulled the fire with focused eyes.

The flames rotated and jumped as he fiddled with it, making his expression become erratic.

Although Jiang Nannan had no intention of watching.

She was so tired.

She was stunned for a moment, then walked around Beibei, and did not go back into the tent. Instead, she staggered towards the dark corner behind the tent.

"Jiang Nannan, I don't care what happened between you and Sanshi, the last sentence has passed."

As the two passed each other, Beibei's voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Nannan didn't feel any surprise at all.

She just nodded lightly, probably because she had exhausted all her strength from venting at night, and her expression was only numb.

"Feel sorry."

After saying these words, she sat down in the corner she chose without looking back, looking up at the stars in the sky, just like that, without thinking about anything, she relaxed her mind.

But the strings of crystals in the corners of her eyes seemed to reveal some of her empty memories.

"Sister Nan Nan, the night in the forest is still a bit cold."

A thin quilt with some warmth was quietly wrapped around Jiang Nannan's curled up body.

"Little Yun Che?" Jiang Nannan's hands slowly emerged from the thin quilt, pinching the two small corners, with a daze in her eyes, just staring at Huo Yunche's face in a daze.

"Ang~"

Huo Yunche seemed not to notice the remaining water stains on Jiang Nannan's face, and responded with a smile and his head raised.

Then he rubbed his arms back and forth a few times, as if they were frozen. He lifted up the thin quilt and got in, sticking closely to Jiang Nannan. Even the gaps seemed to be squeezed out.

Jiang Nannan felt the sudden and slightly scorching temperature beside her, and by some strange combination of circumstances, she said:

"Xiao Yun Che, I just... said something very outrageous again."

"Is it too much?"

"Ah."

"Don't be afraid, just remember to apologize in the future."

......

the other side.

Beibei sighed, dropped the stick in his hand, straightened up, and walked towards the bushes on the left.

"Mr.

"You kid, how do you know I'm in this tree again?" Xuan Lao's slightly helpless voice sounded, "If you don't lend me something, what's the point of drinking for a bunch of brats?"

"When you return to the academy, I will give you a jar of holy gold wine brewed by my ancestor." Beibei took a step back and sent a transaction application to Mr. Xuan with a smile.

"Holy Golden Wine?!" Mr. Xuan's body fell straight down, his legs stuck on the tree. Just like that, his messy hair fell in the opposite direction, which rarely revealed his face that had always been covered, full of interest and interest. Excited, "Seriously?!"

"Seriously." Beibei nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, but let's agree first, I don't know about you drinking!" Xuan Lao pursed his lips, reached out and took out two wine gourds from behind, and with a wave of his hand, they landed on Beibei. On the hand, "Today's Chen hour, don't go past it."

"Thank you, Mr. Xuan." Beibei looked a little more relaxed. He picked up the wine gourd, said hello to Mr. Xuan, and ran in the direction of Xu Sanshi.

"Tsk, what a kid these days~"

Xuan Lao clicked his tongue lightly, turned over, and returned to the tree branch where he was leaning, closing his eyes and concentrating. However, the scope and pressure of the warning quietly expanded in a circle.

......

"garrulous--"

Beibei threw one of the two wine gourds into the arms of Xu Sanshi, who was still in a daze.

"What?" Xu Sanshi was still a little out of sorts.

"Wine, I asked Mr. He touched a few sleeves, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, "It's cool——"

Xu Sanshi regained his composure and pursed his lips in a slightly speechless tone: "When did you kid become a drunken lunatic behind my back?"

"I'm not a drunkard." Beibei shook his head, "But it's good to try it once in a while."

He raised his left leg and put his left hand on it casually. He looked sideways at Xu Sanshi, who was sitting cross-legged with him, and pointedly said: "Although drinking to relieve sorrow makes the sorrow worse, but, occasionally borrowing wine It’s also a good choice to relieve your worries.”

Xu Sanshi was stunned for a few seconds, and then chuckled: "In that case, are you going to risk your life to accompany the gentleman?"

"That's natural." Beibei raised the wine gourd, raised her long eyelashes slightly, and raised her hand towards Xu Sanshi, almost writing the word "provocative" on the face, "You won't come back until you're drunk!"

"You won't come home until you're drunk!"

Xu Sanshi raised the wine gourd in an obedient manner, raised his hand towards Beibei, then raised his head and drank happily.

Whatever sorrow, whatever bitterness, he drank it all in one gulp, and then expelled it out unceremoniously with a loud belch.

After the rain, the sky clears up.

You know, it has never been his style to be sad about spring and autumn.