Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

Under the eyes of everyone, Hang Che lowered his eyes slightly, like a polite, white-faced scholar.

Hearing He Yan talking about him, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at He Yan indifferently.

Hang Che, dressed in Confucian attire, looked like a weak scholar in the dusty building, but it seemed that He Yan had scolded him.

In fact, Hang Che's expression was still indifferent as usual. He just withdrew his spiritual power and practiced, lost his usual sharp and indifferent aura, and simply sat in the field of fireworks with a mortal body.

A little bit of beauty among the thousands of flowers, his pure body looks particularly outstanding among the men and the heavily made-up courtesans.

After all, Hang Che took advantage of his Confucian attire and scholarly temperament.

He Yan had nowhere to reason. Someone pointed at him and said, "There is a man and wife who come out to find flowers and ask willows!"

"The man and wife will be punished by him after being angry!"

"What a waste of time!"

What and what!

The bolder man also said, "If you don't cherish your male wife, I will cherish it for you, sir!"

He Yan slapped the table and stood up!Pointing at the man with horizontal eyebrows, the usual smile disappeared, and his face was sharp: "I will shut up all my mouth and eyes for the third master, lady boss, I will take care of today's business!"

"Who is not convinced?"

"Want to compete with the third master for more money?! All right, the third master's gold can smash you so that you can't stand up. Do you want to compare your fists too?"

He lifted the table with one foot, and patted the tabletop with one hand.

All the people present turned pale, their faces turned pale with fright, and they closed their eyes tightly in fear.

He Yan stepped on a room full of terrified fear, and came out angrily. Seeing that Hang Che didn't follow, she glared back.

Standing in the crowd, Hang Che waited intently for his glance. His eyes met. There seemed to be a glimmer of light in Hang Che's eyes. He stepped up and walked towards him.

The two, one in front of the other, walked away in silence.

After He Yan left Songzhu Pavilion, the night wind blew, and she calmed down after a short walk.

Wu Liangzi once said: "Ah Yan is very hostile, she must calm down."

No one in Wulianggu would disagree with Master's words, but He Yan always had doubts about this sentence: Am I very hostile?Who laughs the most in the whole valley?Master also said that he would send me to make fun of me. Is Master confused?

But at that moment, when everyone was pointing fingers at him, and someone coveted the people around him, inexplicable anger ignited instantly.

He stared blankly at this world that he traveled through as a passer-by, and there was a huge mountain collapsing in his mind.

It was as if he was standing on the opposite side of the whole world, with the sea under his feet, and one step away was the abyss beyond redemption; on the other side, the only way out was blocked by people.

The man looked at him coldly: "Liang Yao, don't come back again."

"Get out of my world like you drove me away."

In that moment, his world as a guest here came crashing down.

"Lin Yun, it's been 24 years, have you ever thought about me..."

"Even if you hate me, please, don't forget me..."

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have driven you away again and again."

The remorse in his heart and the groundless and malicious accusations in Songzhu Pavilion made him angry for a moment.

For a moment, he had put two fingers together, and the whole room was just ants to him.

Turning around, I saw Hang Che waiting for him fixedly.

Like the eyes he saw when he opened the door countless times in his previous life when he thought Lin Yun would never come back.

He Yan stopped on the quiet street, the two ends of the street stretched far away, and it was so dark that you couldn't see the end.

Hang Che is right behind.

Child hour was approaching, and the crescent moon was shining slantingly, and one side of Hang Che's face was stained with frosty whiteness.

A certain string in He Yan's heart was about to break with a soft "buzz".

Maybe it was because the night was too quiet, maybe the moonlight was too cold, maybe the man in front of him was thin enough to be true, he caught off guard and thought of Lin Yun who opened the door for him with a cold face in countless nights.

For a while, he knocked on the door every night to wake Lin Yun up. Lin Yun got up in the middle of the night to open the door for him. He Yan thought: "I tormented him like that, but he didn't beat me up..."

His heart trembled, and his eyes also hurt. He lowered his head in embarrassment, turned around and continued walking.

Walking out for a while, I heard Hang Che calling him: "Xiaoyan."

Lightly stepping down on the side, the cold fragrance of plum ink is light and distant under the moonlight, enveloping the whole body in every detail.

He Yan sniffed, and the dark fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.

Not the same, even the taste is not the same.

Lin Yun's body smelled like the sunlight caressing the forest leaves. Standing beside him was like bathing in the shadow of the sun in the forest, peaceful and warm.

No matter how many times I think of Lin Yun because of Hang Che, the two people are different, Hang Che is Hang Che, Lin Yun is Lin Yun.

He was a heartless person in his previous life. He lived for more than 20 years and never knew what Lin Yun was thinking.

He really wanted to open his head in the previous life to see what kind of bastard he was to be so indifferent to Lin Yun.

Not ordinary indifference, but extra—deliberate—indifference.

He still treats those friends who love and drink like brothers and sisters, but he doesn't communicate with Lin Yun under the same roof.

During the deadliest period, the only communication between them was the eyes that looked away from each other the moment he opened the door in the middle of the night when he maliciously smashed the door to wake Lin Yun up.

As if afraid of being too slow, eyelashes were closed in an instant, and they were separated at the touch of a touch, and they couldn't see the emotions in each other's eyes clearly.

During that time, Liang Yao became more and more resentful and sullen, with more and more negative emotions accumulating, and his whole being was irritable.If it was against others, he would have fought hard, but against Lin Yun, he chose cold violence uncharacteristically.

During that process, he himself was not comfortable, and even the thought of going home made him feel irritable and uncomfortable.The Liang family had more than one place to live, or they could live in a hotel, but he was so sick that he knocked on the door day after day.

Knowing that there was only indifference between each other in that look, Ling Chi wanted that look.

A dead end, the more tossing, the more they hate each other.

No one showed weakness, and no one called to stop.

Can't stop.

When I think about it in this life, the pain of anger at that time is still deep in my bones, and He Yan is miserable - "He didn't even look me in the eye."

After a lifetime, he finally admitted that he did not win that cold contest.

In fact, when did Lin Yun win?He had never seen Lin Yun smile. During that period of time, Lin Yun was so silent that he seemed to have lost his popularity.

He Yan smiled wryly, the Lin Yun he had seen had never smiled before.

Lin Yun came to his house at the age of 14, and in the ten years since then, he has never smiled happily.

He didn't dare to think about whether Lin Yun would laugh in other places or in front of other people.

If Lin Yun never smiled, then... Lin Yun's life is so depressed.

And if Lin Yun could laugh in front of other people, then Liang Yao... was a complete failure with Lin Yun.

"Xiao Yan."

He Yan felt her wrist tightened, being held.

He raised his head in confusion and pain, and asked, "What's so good about me that you insist on marrying me?"

Hang Che watched him quietly: "I'm not good either, I'm full of killing karma, so I can only find a powerful wife like you."

He Yan laughed, and pulled her hand away: "Mr. Zhuoyu really knows how to make jokes."

Hang Che stared at He Yan and said, "I was wrong tonight, as an apology, can I invite you to a place?"

He Yan smiled wryly: "Dating?"

Hang Che: "Yes."

Feitianlou is located on the top of a high mountain.

Climbing to the top of the building, the stars seem to be between the tentacles.

Facing the sea in the east, it stretches endlessly.

The crescent moon, which is no longer visible at the bottom of the mountain, can still be seen from high places. People upstairs seem to enter the heavenly palace standing on the crescent moon.

When the sea reaches the end, the sky is the shore, when the mountain climbs to the top, I am the peak, the downstairs is thousands of sails, and the zenith is thousands of miles of stars.

"What a good place!" He Yan let out a long sigh of relief.

Although Wulianggu has a bad reputation, it gave them an extremely tolerant environment for the four senior brothers and sisters. After two lifetimes of experience, he cultivated a detached mentality.

He Yan is not someone who makes things difficult for her, even though she feels very disgusted about being married, she is able to go along with it.And getting along with Hang Che is not uncomfortable. The divorce letter that he will get sooner or later is not imminent.

With the emotional intelligence of two lifetimes, there is really nothing that can make him really painful and entangled to the point where he can't extricate himself. The only thing that can stir his heartstrings is the two words that surfaced in a specific situation.

He Yan: "Hang Che, Xiuxian asked why? Is it for ascension, or for not going to hell?"

Hang Che: "Everyone wants different things."

He Yan: "Then, why are you practicing so desperately?"

Hang Che was silent, and then slowly said: "Since you have entered the fairy gate, you should be diligent."

Everyone knows that God rewards hard work, how many can you do?For example, in cultivating immortals, those who get into the immortal gate are all blessed, but there are still some people in the immortal gate who are ignorant and lazy.

He Yan asked: "But aren't you tired like this?"

Hang Che looked far away: "There are some things that must be done by someone."

He Yan thought: Hang Che is such a good partner who is rare in a million.

Xie Jingyan spent the night as a statue on the roof.

When the morning star first appeared, the golden and auspicious cloud pattern flashed a hundred steps away.

Xie Jingyan's eyes turned cold, and he swayed around.

After a few ups and downs, the two figures had jumped outside the city.

When he was outside the city, Xie Jingyan no longer worried about shocking ordinary people. With his lightness kung fu, the other party was overtaken.

Suddenly made a sharp turn, and the other party plundered into the city again.

Xie Jingyan had no choice but to hold back the wind.

The other party seemed to take his scruples into consideration, and intensified his plundering of many people. The first group of people in the city were already busy.

Xie Jingyan was taught by senior sisters and brothers to be a good and docile baby. Although he was young and vigorous, he could abide by the rules of "the fairy gate does not disturb the world".

Even people from his unscrupulous valley can do it, so he looked down on the other party's actions, and said coldly: "Shameless."

The cultivation bases of both parties are not low, and Xie Jingyan knows that the other party will definitely hear these two words.

Sure enough, the other party responded to him with a sneer, seemed to be irritated by him, turned around and ran out of the city.

"Looking for death." Xie Jingyan turned around and followed.

The direction is the same, and they don't avoid each other. Generally speaking, this means fighting with dignity.

In this way, Xie Jingyan was not in a hurry to catch up, but kept a distance, and followed all the way to stop beside the Shili Pavilion outside the city.

The field is wide and empty, suitable for fighting.

The author has something to say: a good lady, with a violent nature, external but not internal.Che Yanhe, everyone, don't be afraid.