Half Demon and Half Mountain

The matter of Song Li made Huan Le silent for a long time.

In the small courtyard on a summer night, the boy put his hands back on the veranda, looked up at the moon in the sky, and sat for most of the day.The evening wind gently blew his hair, swept across the gaps in the planks, and teased the little shadow monster entrenched in the veranda.

That hair is really long, like the worry in his eyes, glowing with the brilliance of the moon.

Cen Shen leaned on the door of the studio and watched him for a while, then slowly walked over and stood beside him, asking, "What are you thinking about?"

Huan Le looked up and saw him, his eyes immediately seemed to have light shining in, and he smiled slightly.He reached out to hold Cen Shen's hand, and tilted his head: "You stay with me, and I'll tell you."

Unexpectedly, Cen Shen sat down obediently, with their arms close to each other.

Huan Le leaned on him and complained, "Don't spoil me too much."

Cen Shen: "..."

Huan Le lay down on his lap again, "I was wondering about Ping'er, would he... have the same thoughts as Song Li?"

Cen Shen asked, "Why do you think so?"

"You can't laugh at me when I say it." Huan Le told him solemnly, then cleared his throat, and solemnly covered his heart and said, "Because I'm a genius."

Huan Le, who said these words, did not look half complacent or complacent, but with a kind of pride that seems to be inherent in young people.He was stating a fact, nothing more.

Cen Shen didn't show any surprise or dissatisfaction. He thought Huan Le was very smart a long time ago, and it's even more so now.In fact, he still doesn't have an exact understanding of Huan Le's strength, because Huan Le has never really made a move since he came to modern times, but he can understand Song Li's eyes looking at him—longing, envy, and sometimes even A little jealous.

"Master once told me that if you want to live happily, you have to recognize who you are." Looking into Cen Shen's eyes, Huan Le said, "I know my talent well and recognize it, so You said that Song Li might think that I understand him, but in fact I can't understand his feelings. I'm just used to treating everyone with an equal attitude. "

Huan Le said more and more seriously, "Most of my talents come from my blood, which was given by my parents. I am very grateful and proud of it. People around me have told me that I am a genius, whether it is in the prairie or in the prairie. Chang'an, I'm the one being held in the palm of my hand. So I really can't understand that feeling, do you understand, Cen?"

Cen Shen couldn't tell, he was neither a genius nor a mediocre person, he could somewhat understand Song Li's feelings, but he couldn't understand Huan Le's distress either.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a child like Huan Le who grew up in the sun is the darling of heaven.

How can someone who is loved by God not be lovable?

"So I'm thinking, if Song Li feels that much pain, will Ping'er feel the same?" Huan Le's expression became serious and his tone became quicker, "Everyone knows that the second elder of the Huan family favors the third son. I feel sad about this, am I not the culprit? But I really love him, although I always call him Ping'er, I respect him the most in my heart, I really..."

Cen Shen interrupted him, "If you care about it, it will cause chaos."

Huan Le hesitated: "Really?"

Cen Shen said: "Your elder brother must also love you very much, even if he is really jealous sometimes, but jealousy is human nature. Who do you think you are, to love you, you must be a saint who abandons selfish desires?"

"I didn't want this..."

"Then shut up."

Huan Le closed his mouth, and the black dog looked at him eagerly.

Cen Shen looked at the courtyard where the twig trees were rushing, and said patiently, "My grandfather said, the smarter a person is, the less he should try to guess people's hearts easily. When you see him, you will naturally know the answer."

Huan Le understood that he was comforting herself, and at the same time, she couldn't help but feel like licking honey, she buried her head in Cen Shen's stomach, and then hugged him to have fun, "A Cen, you are so kind to me, don't worry, I don't care. will be delusional."

"Get up then." Cen Shen immediately turned cold.

"Oh." Huan Le sat down obediently, her boyfriend's unpredictable temper was also distressing.But it doesn't matter, Huan Le is an unbeatable Huan Le.

After calming down, Huan Le said seriously: "You said that Liu Qi has no memory about Song Li at the ghost banquet, that means there are two possibilities, one is that the memory happened not to be received by you, and the other One possibility is——Liu Qi did not appear at the ghost banquet. I am more inclined to the latter."

Cen Shen nodded, it was the same as his thought.

"But I have a question, you said Liu Qi has been observing Song Li, why?" Huan Le asked: "Another way of asking, what is Liu Qi trying to do by giving the pen to Song Li?"

Exchange of three pennies for a magic weapon produced by ghost craftsman Liu Qi is almost the same as picking up an antique on the road. Liu Qi is not a good person, so he must have his reasons for doing so.

Cen Shen didn't answer.

Huan Le changed the question again: "Why this pen instead of other instruments?"

"What do you want to explain?" Cen Shen asked.

"Bi and Song Li are indispensable in this matter, and the chemical reaction they produced is the answer Liu Qi wants to see. Chemical reaction, am I using the word correctly?" Huan Le blinked.

"No."

"Do you still remember what Liu Qi said to Song Li? Your appeal has nothing to do with me. So he doesn't care what Song Li really wants. If there is no Song Li, there may be Chen Li and Wang Li. The key is It's about what consequences will be brought about by this so-and-so pear after he gets the pen."

Cen Shen thought for a while: "Let something that should appear in the future appear in advance?"

"That's right." Huan Le nodded, "The little hydrangea is a magic weapon that travels through time and space. It sent Liu Qi to ancient times. In a sense, it has changed a tiny node in this historical chain. You modern people Like to talk about the wings of a butterfly, then Liu Qi is the butterfly, and that pen is the wind he fanned out. Maybe Liu Qi just wants to test whether the future will really change. If the future cannot be changed, then Xiao Qi Doesn't the Hydrangea become a pure... tourist device?"

Cen Shen frowned: "You mean, his purpose is still to perfect the little hydrangea?"

Huan Le snapped his fingers, "Exactly, otherwise, how can the little hydrangea be considered a true artifact?"

Cen Shen asked again: "Then if the connection you mentioned before is true, and Liu Qi is the point connecting all of you, then his purpose of coming to you should be the same?"

"Of course, the premise is that Liu Qi is a person who is absolutely unscrupulous and has no distractions in order to achieve his ultimate goal. Otherwise, this matter will be too random."

After all, the two of them were just reasoning, Song Li alone could not restore everything.Huan Le said: "At least Song Li's matter has been clarified. His line of action is very simple, just writing poems. The accident of the ghost banquet should not necessarily have something to do with him."

"Do you remember anything else?"

"No. But I have a feeling that there should be something on the ghost banquet that I forgot, and this is the reason for the accident."

As for what he forgot, Huan Le still had no idea, his excess energy had nowhere to vent, and his slightly depressed mood needed to be appeased, so Cen Shen was out of luck.

Early the next morning, he didn't get up from the bed.

The laziness spread out in the slightly sore body, and there was no strength in the whole body, and the person behind him was still hugging tightly, unable to move.Cen Shen blinked, avoiding the sunlight coming in through the cracks in the curtains, there was no way to avoid it, and he curled up in his arms.

Huan Le moved, before opening his eyes, he automatically followed Cen Shen's cheek and kissed him.The coquettish voice with a nasal tone came to his ears almost at the same time: "Ah Cen, don't go."

"It's almost noon." Cen Shen said.

"Then it's time to take a nap." Huan Le continued to linger.It's so fun to spend time with him.

After grinding like this for a while, Cen Shen was afraid that he would go on messing around again, so he quickly raised his hand to his chest, and tilted his head to avoid his falling kiss, "Okay, I'm hungry."

The sentence "I'm hungry" successfully made Huan Le stop the car.He pursed his lips aggrievedly, but let go of Cen Shen, lifted the quilt and picked up the pants on the side to get off the bed.

Cen Shen sat up and followed him unconsciously, scanning his strong abdominal muscles and lean waist, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of his shoulder, on which there was a tooth mark bitten by himself.

He was a little dazed.Suddenly Huan Le stole another sip of incense.

"Do I look good?" Huan Le put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him down on the bed again.

"Go get dressed." Cen Shen urged.

"Okay, but I have something I want to tell you." Huan Le smiled, took Cen Shen's hand and put it on his abs, raised his eyebrows and said: "It's all yours, you can make it big Look around, okay?"

Good for your size.

"Get lost." Cen was furious.

"Hahaha..." Huan Le ran away after teasing, holding an old man's undershirt in his hand, and wandered all the way to the kitchen, startling Agui who was looking for food on his own.

"I said Lele Shaoxia, what are you doing here at noon?"

Huan Le answered while getting dressed, "Come cook."

Agui squinted: "I tell you, before you didn't come, Xiao Shenshen never stayed in bed. I don't have to find food by myself."

As he spoke, Agui raised his foot and knocked on the rice bowl.

"You have lived for so many years, and you will not die of starvation without eating a meal." Huan Le said.

Ah Gui was so angry that he fell backwards, but Huan Le ignored him, quickly finished his breakfast and brought it to Cen Shen.But when Cen Shen saw him walking around with the tooth marks on his shoulders, he felt so angry that he forced him to change into a t-shirt before giving up.

"Ah Cen!" Huan Le took out his mobile phone and ran out of the bedroom in a hurry, "My calligraphy has been sold, someone came to me to write!"