Bai Wuchang doesn't love anyone

"Mr. Xiao Hei." The boy stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "Master Priest invites you to have a small gathering at Qingfengya tomorrow."

"Qingfengya? Where is it?"

The little boy saluted again: "The priest will come to pick you up at tomorrow's hour." After saying that, he retreated and hid in the dark street.

Luo Yuhuan patted the back of his head and closed the door to enter the room. Wu Ziyu was already sitting under the quilt, leaning against the head of the bed and looking at herself.The bed was not big, and it was a bit crowded with two quilts.Wu Ziyu took the seat inside, and he didn't choose to pick it up. He sat on the edge of the bed and began to take off his shoes.

"Fanyin asked us to go to Qingfengya tomorrow." Luo Yuhuan said.The stone house is small, so of course you can hear the movement outside.He guessed that Wu Ziyu just wanted to ask this matter when he sat down.

Unexpectedly, Wu Ziyu's face changed when he heard the word Qingfengya.

"Is there something wrong with Qingfengya?"

Wu Ziyu shook his head, with a complicated expression and a sad expression: "Before he was alive, Fanyin's small residence was in Qingfengya, and he didn't expect it to be in this abyss."

Luo Yuhuan said depressedly: "Wu Jing, what do you think of Fanyin?"

"What? Fanyin is my lifelong confidant." When it came to confidants, Wu Ziyu suddenly became less sure.After 500 years, everything has changed drastically, will Fanyin still regard himself as a confidant?The Fanyin I saw today had the same appearance and temperament as before, but his eyes told Wu Ziyu clearly that he had experienced too many changes.

"what about me?"

Wu Ziyu was puzzled: "You?"

"That's right, me." Luo Yuhuan suddenly became impatient, and climbed onto the bed on all fours to approach Wu Ziyu, "What kind of person am I to you?"

Look at Luo Yuhuan, just like a young man with a spring heart, secretly asking his sweetheart: What is my position in your heart?

If Wu Ziyu had had a normal teenage years, experienced the blushing and beating heartbeat at the beginning of love, he might be able to see Luo Yuhuan's mood at this time.However, he was captured at the age of 11 until he returned to China at the age of 16, and then joined the army. He was martyred at the age of 21. When the boy from another family was in love, he was inseparable from death.

Life has never taught him a soft heart. When he plunged a knife into the body of his fellow prisoner and spattered three feet of blood, his cruelty turned into a gangrene, gnawing at him and protecting him.

Recalling the blurred past 500 years ago, Wu Ziyu's eyes gradually blurred. He can't remember how many bloody days, and the only thing left in his memory is the time when he spent time with Fanyin. It was only five years, but real life.

It is said that two people who are often together will subtly influence each other.Wu Ziyu is also a studious student. He has learned the word "responsibility" that Fanyin often says to the fullest.

Because of the responsibility, he sticks to the city until his death; because of the responsibility, he works conscientiously in Bai Wuchang; because of the responsibility, he takes Luo Yuhuan to familiarize himself with the work and fulfills his duties, and even can't help but change his mind to make him better. The ground is a black face that is fierce and impermanent.

His attitude towards Luo Yuhuan was just that of a senior at first.and after?It seemed that he began to care about his mood, and began to fear that he would die.What does this mean?

Wu Ziyu couldn't think of an answer.

Luo Yuhuan watched Wu Ziyu distracted, his beating heart gradually slowed down, and suddenly he didn't want to know the answer.

"I am responsible for you." After a long time, Wu Ziyu said lightly.This was the easiest answer he could explain after thinking about it.Because I am responsible for him, I can't worry about him until he grows up.

Luo Yuhuan was about to get under the covers, when she heard Wu Ziyu's sudden sentence, she just thought it was ridiculous: "What responsibility do you have to me?"

"It is the responsibility of the seniors to support and take care of them." Wu Ziyu answered this sentence quickly, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief after speaking.Yes, that's it, this can explain all the reasons why I care about Luo Yuhuan.

"Senior and junior..." Luo Yuhuan clenched her hands into fists, and felt that her secret love in the past few months was like shit.After taking a few deep breaths, he turned over and covered himself with the quilt, "Go to sleep."

Luo Yuhuan's sudden cold face made Wu Ziyu confused, but she also lay down as she said.In the dark night, Luo Yuhuan's eyes were still open, and his mind was full of sentences that Wu Jing didn't like me.

Wu Jing doesn't like me, what does he like?He doesn't seem to like anything, except for that Fanyin, there is nothing that can arouse his interest.Why did Fanyin and Wu Jing become bosom friends?Presumably there is something attractive about Fanyin, and also, as a confidant, he will definitely do something for him.

What have I done for Wu Jing?Except for the partner to collect the soul, there seems to be nothing else.Adopted a son for Wu Jing?Not counting.What kind of chasing attitude is this? I haven't done anything for Wu Jing, but I always cause trouble for him. It's no wonder people can see me... Wait, attitude?

Yes, it's attitude!I want to adopt the attitude of chasing people!Even if it is a secret love, what will you do for the other party?I just think about myself.This won't work, this won't work.

Luo Yuhuan, who fell in love with Wu Ziyu at first sight, was still a young master at heart.The things that Young Master Luo likes are always offered in the mansion, and he never has to bother to get anything.Therefore, Luo Yuhuan, who likes Wu Ziyu, naturally thinks that he likes Wu Ziyu, and Wu Ziyu should take the initiative to come to her side.

As everyone knows, Wu Ziyu is not the treasures in his mansion, but the treasure in his heart.The treasure in the house and the treasure in the heart are naturally different.

Luo Yuhuan, who had figured out this axis, was suddenly enlightened, and almost jumped up.That's the reason!Did all the words I read in the past go into shit? !

Finally, Luo Yuhuan, who tossed and turned for most of the night, fell into a deep sleep, and Wu Ziyu, who was quarreled for most of the night, was able to close his eyes and fall asleep.

Wu Ziyu was woken up by the sound of ping-pong-pong in the morning.

"Oh! How did you get the flour all over the place?!" There was still a girl screaming.

"Didn't you say you need to be stronger!" The dissatisfied voice was Luo Yuhuan.

Wu Ziyu was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to the noise outside that disturbed him, an unknown fire rose from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't want to make a sound to drive away the only remaining drowsiness in him.

"Great strength is for a girl like me. You are a man, so you can use normal strength!" The reproaches from her daughter's family continued, and Wu Ziyu turned over and rubbed her face against the pillow. It made him sober up a bit.

He muttered, "Luo Yuhuan, what are you doing so early in the morning!"

Wu Ziyu's sound was not too loud, but Luo Yuhuan caught it accurately and came to the door, as if putting his ear on Wu Ziyu.

"Wu Jing, I'm asking Miss Cuihua to make noodles, and I want to make noodles for you!" Luo Yuhuan shouted through the door.

Noodle?When it came to his favorite food, Wu Ziyu's eyes lit up, but he asked strangely, "Why are you standing behind the door and talking to me?"

"I..." Luo Yuhuan looked down at himself. The black clothes had been covered with flour to almost gray, and the powder would fall off after walking a few steps. He was really embarrassed to enter the bedroom in this state, "I still want Make noodles, you sleep a little longer!"

Wu Ziyu has already woken up, but she hasn't made the dough yet, hurry up!

Under the guidance of Cuihua, Luo Yuhuan cooked noodles with ramen noodles, fried an egg to cover the noodles, and sprinkled some emerald green onion, it looked very good.Luo Yu brought this bowl of noodles to Wu Ziyu contentedly, and looked at Wu Ziyu expectantly, urging him to take a quick bite, as if Wu Ziyu's upturned tail would spin and take off as soon as Wu Ziyu praised him.

Wu Ziyu stared at the bowl of clear water noodles and looked left and right. Although the fried eggs were a bit dark, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the rest.Picking up the chopsticks and taking a sip carefully, he raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, it was much more delicious than the dish he couldn't bear to eat yesterday.

"Miss Cuihua is a good teacher." Wu Ziyu praised.

When Luo Yuhuan heard it, she became angry: "Obviously I did it!"

Wu Ziyu slurped the noodles, in a good mood and deliberately did not praise Luo Yuhuan, but said, "Why do you want to cook noodles all of a sudden?"

"I heard that Ehuang said you like noodles." This is what Luo Yuhuan knew when he accidentally talked to Ehuang in the mansion.

You know I like noodles so cook me noodles?Wu Ziyu was a little moved: "Why don't you eat?"

Luo Yuhuan froze for a moment, then thought that she was so busy cooking for Wu Ziyu that she forgot her portion.Embarrassed, he said, "I forgot to cook for two..." I quickly stood up and went to the kitchen.

"Forget it, it will be Chen's time later, and it's too late for you to cook. I can't eat so much, how about you eat with me?" Wu Ziyu looked at the noodles in his bowl and said reluctantly.

Luo Yuhuan immediately retracted the foot that had just stepped out.

At Chenshi, a car was parked outside the courtyard on time. What was different from the ordinary carriage was that the horse pulling the cart in front turned into a cow.The cow was harnessed to the carriage, and was still chewing a few stalks of grass leisurely.The coachman sat there with a serious face, as if he was driving a very expensive carriage.Wu Ziyu got into the car with a feeling of strangeness and novelty. The inside of the car was covered with blankets made of cotton cloth and fur, and there was also a brass-colored Tang Pozi for warming hands.

After Wu Ziyu sat down, Luo Yuhuan also got into the car with big bags and small bags.

"What are you taking? So much?"

"I searched the house this morning and found a lot of good things. Come on, put on this robe quickly, here is the Tang Pozi I just made." Luo Yuhuan said a lot, starting from his big He dug out a bunch of things from Bao Xiaobao and piled them on Wu Ziyu.

"...Why do you have Mrs. Tang?" He looked at the brass-colored and high-end Mrs. Tang in Wu Ziyu's arms, and then slowly lowered his head to look at Mrs. Tang wrapped in red and green floral cloth.On second thought, Fan Yin should have prepared it for Wu Ziyu.He immediately stuffed the Tang Pozi in his hand to Wu Ziyu, and exchanged the brass-colored one: "You use this! I wrapped it in a cloth so it won't burn my hands."

There is also a distinct sour taste in the tone.

Wu Ziyu looked at Luo Yuhuan in astonishment: "You... don't seem quite right?"

"What's wrong?" Luo Yuhuan asked back.

"Why are you courting me all of a sudden? It doesn't feel like you." You should be the kind who often gets me into trouble and asks me to wipe your ass.Becoming so sensible and considerate is really not like the usual Luo Yuhuan.

The bullock cart had already started heading towards the destination, Luo Yuhuan unceremoniously squeezed towards Wu Ziyu, and said mysteriously, "I figured out one thing last night."

"what's up?"

"Only by being diligent and shameless to death can you catch up with people."

"Chasing someone? Who? Do you have a sweetheart?"

"You!"

The author has something to say: Luo Yuhuan turns off the secret love mode and turns on the open love mode.