Arsonist [Transmigration Book]

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This kind of thing... seems like she has done it?

Huang Yan was stunned, feeling as if her brain had given up on thinking, and went blank for a moment.

Bit by bit of the past emerged, Huang Yan felt her heart trembling, is it possible... Is it possible that this is actually her?

Thinking of the scolding with low confidence, she couldn't help covering her face, her first reaction was not shock, but she couldn't help but spurn herself like Fang Ke.

"Huang Yan! You are a fool if you step on a horse!"

Does she like Fang Ke?

There is no doubt about that.

This is a character she created with her own hands. From head to toe, even the hair is her favorite. It can be said that this is an existence that is entirely based on her aesthetics.

Of course, this kind of love is just licking her face and has nothing to do with her personality. Afterwards, what makes Huang Yan care so much is undoubtedly the feelings accumulated over the years, and even her not-so-good personality has become a shining point. The awkward look is a little more cute than others, and even scolding seems straightforward.

But in Huang Yan's original thinking, no matter how good they are, they are just relatives and sisters who are inseparable from life to death, and have nothing to do with love.

But Huang Yan couldn't deny that her attention to Xiaofang was already greater than that limit, even if she really encountered any danger, Huang Yan would find it even more difficult to accept, and always felt that anyone who hurt her even a little was a sin.

To put it darkly, she instinctively repelled her from going out, from getting close to other people, and even from improving her realm. There was always a sense of panic, thinking that once she left, she would never be able to hold on.

Huang Yan instinctively ignored this kind of thinking, and even rarely thought of it in her heart, pouring out high-sounding reasons to convince herself, but under Fang Ke's attitude, it is undeniable that she couldn't help but have expectations in her heart.

There is no doubt that she is extremely cowardly, and she just wants to whitewash the peace, because she can't guarantee whether the other party will accept it or hate it. Instead of this, it is better to maintain the current relationship, at least she can interfere in everything about her openly, and no one question.

But once the truth came out, if she didn't accept it, she would leave forever.

Huang Yan has written a lot of love novels in her life, which are so sweet that people get tired of them, but once the protagonist becomes herself, she can't handle it with ease, and she even dare not face it.

She stared blankly at the calm water surface of the teacup, feeling in a trance for a moment, as if she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

After a long time, Huang Yan suddenly stood up and went out to find Fang Ke.

What she has never told the other party is that she found a digital supreme to help her make a locator to ensure that she can find the other party accurately in the ends of the world. To be honest, sometimes Huang Yan feels that she is terrible, because She did many things like a pervert, seemingly without any problems, but in fact, they were all to satisfy her selfish desires, and they were just crowned with high-sounding reasons.

For example, people who are close will not sleep on the same bed every day, only husband and wife...

When Huang Yan followed the locator and found Fang Ke, she was sitting on a boulder with a peach tree planted next to it.

Huang Yan fell beside her, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

She always felt that everything was too unreal.

She knows that Fang Ke's favorite thing to do is cultivation, and what she looks forward to the most is to reach the peak of her cultivation. Her childhood experience made her just want to stand on the highest point and overlook everything, and nothing will make her feel powerless anymore .

So in the ending she originally wrote, no matter how difficult the process was, whether it was the friendship, family affection, or suitors who expressed their love unreservedly, she never moved her, stayed, and was hard-hearted. It seems to have cultivated the path of ruthlessness.

So Huang Yan wanted to accept all of this, but also felt that she had entered some kind of illusion, or was just dreaming, because this kind of thing seemed like a story that could only happen in a dream.

She held up the umbrella to prevent the fallen petals from staying on her body, because after all, this kind of thing only looks good when viewed from a distance, and it is uncomfortable to fall into the collar and eyes when she is in it.

Fang Ke's eyes flickered, she looked at the shadow on the ground and said nothing.

After a long time, Huang Yan said nonchalantly: "The food is ready, let's go back to eat."

Fang Ke turned her head and glared: "Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Huang Yan: "...I'm hungry too, let's hurry back and eat."

"..." Fang Ke let out a deep breath, her anger reached the extreme, but she calmed down. She didn't understand why she wanted to escape, but this didn't make Fang Ke shrink back. The original hint was put on the bright side, and she Instead, she felt relieved, got up from the boulder, and grabbed the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, "You don't want to say it, but I have something to tell you."

"What..." Huang Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Fang Ke stood on her tiptoes and approached her, and she threw the oil-paper umbrella to her feet. The sweet breath on her lips was intoxicating. She subconsciously went to her throat little by little, bit her teeth lightly, and said in a dark voice: " If you don't promise me, I will kill you."

"..." Huang Yan's throat rolled unconsciously.

When she spoke, all her breath came to her neck, sore and itchy, as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body softened, and her mind was even more chaotic, as if she had been stunned by an electric shock.

Fang Ke hugged her in astonishment, feeling a little at a loss: "What's wrong with you?"

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