One Hundred Ways of Living in the Infinite Flow of Charming Physique

Shu Muyun glanced at the clock and found that they only had five or ten minutes left.

"We need to allow time to escape." While Shu Muyun was selecting the subject for questioning, he was drawing the fastest and safest escape route in his mind, "We don't have much time for this round, so we can only try it out now. "

"Let's ask the older people first." Qin Manzhou held him back, "Although there was one branch of Casablanca when we chose the flower, but when we wore corsages for each of us in the later stage, we were given one flower for each of us. I'm not sure whether it is the language of one flower or two. The language of flowers."

"Or maybe Casablanca is just a symbol of variety, and the eight flower languages ​​will exist. We can try to describe them as a story." Shu Muyun frowned, "From great love to indifferent eternity is like the first stage, from the period of passionate love To the stable period. Then there is the changeable heart. Someone in the couple has changed their hearts. stage, exhorting people not to give up the one they love deeply, and not to leave easily. The fifth stage is death, when someone dies between lovers, and the survivors offer five Casablancas to each other’s graves. Death brings eternity, a kind of sadness but forever The beauty of existence, their love will never be changed by foreign objects."

"I don't think you've been tortured by the boss." Qin Manzhou held his hand, "Analyzed a few more novels? If death brings eternal beauty, then why is it an unaffordable love?"

"Because death itself is unbearable." Shu Muyun whispered, "Because death took away the lover, no one can bear this love from now on. This love leaves with the lover, and the living cannot take it away." Let's go. This love can no longer be extinguished."

"The so-called dead Bai Yueguang cannot be defeated." Qin Manzhou summed it up succinctly, "There are three ladies on the field wearing mourning clothes. There are also two men wearing pure black flowers."

Among the three ladies, two are about 20 years old, and one is an old woman with white hair.Among the two men, one often opens his pocket watch and stares, and tears will flow when he looks at it.While the other was always smiling and chatting happily with other women.

"Do you think it's the least likely one?" Qin Manzhou raised his chin at the man who had been chatting all the time, "The one that looks the most romantic and loves the deepest?"

"Not necessarily." Shu Muyun frowned, "We don't have much time, this round is basically wasted, so let's start asking the people on the outermost edge."

Without saying a word, Qin Manzhou walked to the old woman who was closest to them. The old woman was sitting on a chair with a very elegant posture. Her curly white hair was neatly combed into a bun. She was pure and pale in color. A pair of glasses, looks like a typical middle-class elderly.She looks educated and reasonable, but her eyes are cold.

"I want to know your story, ma'am." Qin Manzhou touched the bottom of one knee, put his arm on his knee, and gently patted the old woman's hand in black knitted lace gloves with the other hand, "Would you like to share your Do you want to tell the story to us juniors?"

Shu Muyun also walked behind Qin Manzhou, but instead of squatting down, he stood beside him, looking around with his eyes, protecting Qin Manzhou's whole body, in case it was inconvenient for him to defend and escape.

The old woman raised her eyelids and gave Qin Manzhou a cold look: "Young man, what story do you want to know? Every old man has many stories."

Qin Manzhou pretended to be belated, and he turned his head towards Shu Muyun: "As you can see, I am in love, and the person I love is this beauty beside me. Oh, of course, we Now because I love each other too much, I always worry about gains and losses. So I want to listen to the teachings of my seniors and learn how to get along with my lover."

Shu Muyun: "..."

I really didn't see that worrying about gains and losses, I only saw that he was skinnier than anyone else.

The old woman's expression was a little cold, and she narrowed her eyes meanly, which was a dangerous signal: "Homosexuality is a sin, and you are not tolerated by the Lord. I can't give you any help, all I can do is to make you dirty Dirty blood soaks the rhizomes of flowers, so that they can grow better!"

"..." Qin Manzhou rolled his eyes, "Oh, murder is also a crime, you can set an example first."

"Things like love are nonsense." The old woman pushed her glasses, "I have been a widow since I was young, and I don't think there is anything special about it. Those who seek life and death for love are idiots."

Qin Manzhou applauded: "You are always the spokesperson for the master of the trial realm, right?"

Shu Muyun looked at the clock with glasses, and saw that the hour hand had already pointed to 9. He patted Qin Manzhou on the shoulder, "Go."

Qin Manzhou stood up neatly, and bowed to the old woman: "Goodbye, although you didn't help us much, but because of homosexual sinners, I still want to thank you."

Shu Muyun leaned against him, stepped back, but stared at the host: "Do we need to change the flowers?"

The host replied unexpectedly: "Because you are the first to return to the venue, you will be rewarded. You can choose whether to change the flowers in the second round. This is only a chance, and it cannot be extended to the third round and beyond. .”

Shu Muyun nodded, met Qin Manzhou's eyes, turned around and ran outside.

Qin Manzhou jumped over a sweeping tree root, dodging the orchid petals that were sharper than blades: "Only a fool will change."

"Even if you don't change it, it will be very troublesome." Shu Muyun said quickly, "It may not be possible to find the correct NPC in three hours, but it is definitely better than being forced to change flowers."

Qin Manzhou nodded in agreement. Shu Muyun just turned his body back to avoid the attack of the demon flower, but from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a person lying on the ground in the woods not far away, with only his pants exposed, and he couldn't tell who it was. who.

Shu Muyun's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked at Qin Manzhou: "Can I take a look? If there is still salvation, maybe it can save his life."

Qin Manzhou smiled at him, and pulled him to run over there: "Ask me why? When did I stop supporting you?"

Before the corners of Shu Muyun's mouth curled up, he saw clearly who was lying on the ground.

Qin Manzhou paused first, then accelerated suddenly: "Fuck, Ye Zun?!"

Ye Zun was immersed in a dream. He seemed to be back in high school. The sixteen and seventeen year olds all liked to discuss who was good-looking and who they wanted to chase after.

Ye Zun was originally the one being talked about.The key class of the key high school, the age ranking has not fallen below the top five, and he is handsome and tall, standing out from the crowd.It should have been like the stars holding the moon.

But he is too cold.In his spare time, he spends his time reading books or surfing the Internet. When people ask him questions, he will answer them without hiding his secrets, but his tone is always as cold as ice. As time goes by, no one dares to talk to him.

He still fights, and some people feel that he is not pleasing to the eye and block him.At this time, the self-defense technique that his parents forced him to contact had an effect.Although he won, he still didn't feel happy.

The long-term pressure has created his introverted personality. Because he is too tired, he doesn't want to talk, and he doesn't bother to participate in the group.Their intrigue is very boring, and their words are a little young. In Ye Zun's view, their self-righteous maturity is a group of mentally retarded people pretending to be a group. Invincible in the world, different from others.

He just hoped no one came to look at him adoringly.

The teenagers adore him for being good at studying, being good at fighting, and being good-looking. In fact, they are all the shackles he carries called perfection.If those additional things didn't bring him any benefits, then it was indeed a good thing to get cheap.But if there weren't those messy extra points, maybe he wouldn't have to live such a boring life.

On the campus, other people were playing basketball, and he was reading a book alone in the classroom. The summer wind blew the curtains, and the afternoon sun was bright, but with a harbinger of sinking.Curtains flew past his eyes.Ye Zun raised his hand, and just about to push aside the light green curtains, someone held the fabric down first.

Amidst the sunshine and summer wind, there was a person who couldn't see his eyebrows clearly. That person stood beside him, smiled at him and said, "I really like you a little bit now."

Ye Zun lowered his eyes and indifferently pulled out a book.He heard his classmates coming back from the playground calling him: "Ye Zun, Ye Zun, what are you looking at?"

People around him disappeared.

Only the dazzling sunlight and fluttering curtains were left.

"Did you fall asleep?" The tablemate laughed, "Wake up, you're back to your senses."

"Ye Zun, Ye Zun, wake up!"

Ye Zun shuddered and opened his eyes.He found himself leaning in the arms of a person who was calling him eagerly, and another person on the opposite side was patting his face lightly.

"Brother Mu Yun...I'm fine." Ye Zun shook his head weakly, and pressed Qin Manzhou's hand, "Brother Manzhou, are you avenging your own personal revenge?"

"You are wronging a good person." Qin Manzhou raised his hand, "I wet my hands on purpose to cool you down. After all, I suspect you are suffering from heat stroke."

"I..." Ye Zun shook his head, a little confused, he seemed to have forgotten something, "I..."

Shu Muyun accurately cut to the point: "Why are you alone, Xie Ruru?"

Ye Zun was startled, he sat up straight in Shu Muyun's arms, and jumped up: "I forgot."

"It seemed like something happened to us and then I forgot about it," he said with absolute certainty.

"How long have you been lying here by yourself?" Shu Muyun asked in shock, "Didn't anything attack you?"

"I don't know." Ye Zun regained his composure, "I vaguely remember that someone put me here. When I fainted, it was just after the start of the game. I must have forgotten something."

He closed his eyes: "What did I look like when you found me?"

Qin Manzhou went underground with one hand in his pocket: "Just fell asleep like this."

Ye Zun frowned, imitating Qin Manzhou and inserting one hand into his trouser pocket.

After a while, he took out a scrap of paper with strange patterns drawn on it.

Shu Muyun blinked: "What is this?"

Ye Zun said indifferently, "I drew the flowers myself."

He spread his hand, and the shredded paper fluttered away with the wind: "This is Cyclamen."