【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

The secret pavilion has been on vacation for more than ten days. I thought that after returning to the secret pavilion last time, Yuan Zhongxin would return to normal, but it didn't. The weirdness Wang Kuan felt continued to deepen.

At first glance, Yuan Zhongxin treats him no differently. On weekdays, he still jokes with himself and plays with his temper. He plays when he should play, laughs when he should laugh, and occasionally Yuan Zhongxin will take the initiative to pull Follow Wang Kuan out of the secret pavilion for a stroll.

But Wang Kuan, who is very thoughtful, still noticed that Yuan Zhongxin spent less and less time with him.

Not only that, Yuan Zhongxin seldom relies on himself anymore.

Wang Kuan no longer needs to wake him up, no longer needs to work hard to urge him to eat more vegetables, no longer needs to remind him to wear more clothes, no longer needs to spend time walking around with him all the time.

Wang Kuan was calm and indifferent on the surface, but in fact he was always anxious. He couldn't figure out what happened to Yuan Zhongxin's transformation. Yuan Zhongxin seemed to be different, but he could not see him when he observed carefully. What changed.

One day after dinner, Wang Kuan was waiting in the yard for Yuan Zhongxin who was washing dishes. He stared at the gravel on the ground with an unpredictable expression and deep and dark eyes. Yuan Zhongxin who is indifferent to himself.

When did he start to notice the abnormality?

Writing mission report day?The night you ate tofu brain?Or the noon when you were looking for Lu Guannian?

It doesn't seem to be.

Or in other words, earlier?

For example, after returning from Wumu Village.

Thinking of this, Wang Kuan's eyes lit up instantly, and he found that he seemed to have found a breakthrough point.

What happened in Wumuzhai?

Wang Kuan's memory is astonishingly good. He drooped his eyes and meditated, thinking back one by one without missing a single detail. Ever since he entered Wumu Village, he was rarely separated from Yuan Zhongxin. He remembered everything very clearly, as if it was yesterday.

After a while, nothing unusual was noticed.

Since I don't know clearly that there are mistakes in personnel affairs, then there are only things that I don't know, or, I don't know at all.

Suddenly, Wang Kuan's heart beat violently, his pupils shrank slightly, and he was in a trance for a moment, then he remembered the important clue that he had been neglecting all along.

After the two fell off the cliff, Wang Kuan was unconscious for a period of time, while Yuan Zhongxin took care of him desperately.

Wang Kuan's fingertips trembled unceasingly, and his heart was terrified.

Is it that time?

What did I do unconsciously, or what did I say, to let Yuan Zhongxin know some secrets buried in his heart.

Wang Kuan frowned, desperately urging himself to recall, his eyes gradually became messy.

Suddenly, a "Wang Kuan" brought him back to his senses, and looking at the source of the sound, it was Yuan Zhongxin who was looking at him puzzled.Wang Kuan smiled, piled up all his worries in that dark corner, went up to him and asked, "Did you finish washing?"

Yuan Zhongxin nodded, and asked curiously: "Wang Kuan, what were you bothered about just now? I see how strange your expression is."

Wang Kuan was stunned, then shook his head, changed the subject and said, "Don't you still want to eat tofu nao? Let's go, the later it gets, the colder the wind will be."

Yuan Zhongxin, who is addicted to sweets, would go to the dining hall to ask the chef for tofu nao after eating the tofu nao made by the chef of Qizhai. At first, Wang Kuan would accompany him, but later, Yuan Zhongxin is "independent" and doesn't want Wang Kuan to be with him anymore.

Yuan Zhongxin stared at him for a moment, then said with a smile: "I can go by myself, you go back to the house first."

Wang Kuan let him, nodded, and said: "Go and come back quickly, and don't eat too much, it's not easy to digest food at night."

Yuan Zhongxin complied obediently, turned and walked towards the dining hall.

Wang Kuan stared intently at Yuan Zhongxin's figure under the night, his eyes were bottomless, until Yuan Zhongxin's figure completely disappeared, Wang Kuan turned and walked back to the bedroom.

With his hands behind his back, he stood tall and slender in front of the window, frowning slightly, his heart was filled with irritability.

At the bottom of the cliff, when he was in a coma, what he did and said was all hazy, and he really couldn't remember it.

Perhaps the only one who knows the truth is Yuan Zhongxin.

ask?

According to Yuan Zhongxin's temperament, he will definitely pretend to be confused and pass the test.

Wang Kuan squinted his eyes, and a calculation came to his mind.

Asking must be a question, but it is not asking openly and openly.

At noon the next day, Qizhai was cleaning up—five days later, it would be New Year's Eve. Because they didn't know if they would have other plans in the next few days, the six of them decided to advance the cleaning.

Four boys are responsible for cleaning the floor, and two girls are responsible for cleaning the bookshelves and wooden tables.

Finally finished wiping the floor of the main hall, Wei Yanei leaned on a pillar to rest, he rubbed his waist, and wailed wearily: "Thinking that the son of my majestic Taiwei will wipe the floor himself one day, God can't tolerate it!"

Yuan Zhongxin didn't know whether he was tired or what, he just collapsed on the ground and didn't want to get up. He stared blankly at the ceiling without saying a word.

Wang Kuan came to him and sat down, and asked gently, "Tired?"

Yuan Zhongxin smiled feebly, and waved his hands: "It's okay, I'm not tired from martial arts class—oh, yes, Ya Nei, have you given the gifts for the three teachers?"

Wei Yanei realized later, he said with a dry smile, "I forgot, hahahaha."

Zhao Jian wrung out the water from the towel and said, "Now, the three teachers probably have all gone home for the New Year, so we should give gifts after the New Year."

After Xiaojing finished drying the towels, she turned to look at the five people, and asked curiously, "How are you celebrating the New Year this year?"

Yuan Zhongxin raised his hand and said, "I stay in the Secret Pavilion."

Xiao Jing said with a smile: "Brother Qiao Yuan, so am I."

Yuan Bofin is no longer in Zhanyi Garden. The house is empty and deserted. Yuan Zhongxin will naturally not go back. It just so happens that Xiaojing is also alone in Kaifeng. She must stay in the secret pavilion. Yuan Zhongxin stays behind. , You can still have a New Year’s Eve dinner.

However, it is too deserted to have only two people celebrate the New Year together.

Wang Kuan frowned slightly. In the past, during the Chinese New Year, he would definitely want to go home, but this year, going home for the Chinese New Year was as annoying as a stumbling block to him.

Zhao Jian spread his hands helplessly, suppressed a smile, and sighed with feigned pity: "Originally, I would go home every New Year's Eve. This year, our family has a distant cousin. On New Year's Eve, my son is getting married. My parents I have to go, so I can only stay in the Secret Pavilion."

Xiao Jing immediately cheered and jumped to Zhao Jian's side, smiling and said, "That's great, Sister Zhao stays with us to celebrate the New Year!"

Wang Kuan's face turned black by a quarter.

Wei Yanei said pleasantly: "What a coincidence! I'll stay too. My father has gone away and won't be able to come back during the Chinese New Year. Rather than being miserable at home alone, it's better to stay in the Secret Pavilion. "

Wang Kuan's face darkened by half.

Suddenly, Wei Yanei seemed to think of something, and he said pleasantly: "We can go to Xue Ying's parents' soup and pancake shop to celebrate the New Year. Their cooking is delicious!"

Xue Ying shook her head, with a hint of helplessness in her tone: "Not this year, the two of them said they want to celebrate the anniversary of how many years they have been married, so let me not go back this year."

Yuan Zhongxin got up immediately when he heard the words, and asked in surprise: "It's a big Chinese New Year, can't my son go home and have a meal?"

Xue Ying's eyes were gloomy, and she said dryly: "They both said that there is New Year's Eve every year, but there is only one wedding anniversary. After that, there will be no such regular years."

Five people:"......"

Xue Ying is definitely his own, the identification has been completed.

Wei Yanei chuckled a few times, comfortingly said: "Hehehe, uncle and aunt's heart is really big, it's very good, very good."

Xiao Jing asked: "Then, Xue Ying, you also want to stay in the Secret Pavilion?"

Xue Ying nodded.

Wang Kuan's face was completely black.

Wei Yanei turned his head to look at the silent Wang, and asked desperately, "Wang Kuan, what about you?"

At this time, Wang Kuan's air pressure was very low, and he looked particularly unfavorable. He took a deep look at Yuan Zhongxin, who was numb from his eyes. Yuan Zhongxin asked cautiously: "Wang Kuan, what are you doing?" What's wrong?"

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes in silence, thoughtful, with an inexplicably solemn expression, quite majestic.

The other five people didn't dare to say a word, they stared at him with bright eyes, obediently waiting for him to speak.

Suddenly, Wang Kuan, who looked normal, got up and walked out the door.

The five looked at each other in surprise.

Zhao Jian raised his voice behind him and asked, "Wang Kuan, where are you going?"

A faint voice came, and after listening carefully, one could still feel the irritability in it: "Ask for leave and not go home."

Five people:"......"

Your uncle!They have heard of "asking for leave to go home" when they are so big, what kind of magic operation is "asking for leave and not going home"!