[Master of Magic Dao] Yangyang, eat candy

It's pitch black outside the window, only the night lights inside

I opened my eyes numbly, looking at the very familiar modern house.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know who to call.

She hugged herself slowly, her eye sockets were sore, her eyeballs were dry, and she couldn't even shed a single tear.

"Three fires, three fires!"

The familiar voice of the roommate came from the mobile phone, "I'm downstairs at your house! Come down quickly!"

Two days have passed since I came back from the world of magic.

I didn't know what to do, and Shudao never came out again. I remember that when I returned to this world, someone seemed to whisper in my ear: "It's really a good show, but I won't continue to listen to it if I have to sing later." .”

Fortunately, it's a holiday, so I have a lot of time to be decadent, but I'm afraid I can't escape today's comic exhibition - after all, that guy has already booked a time with me last semester.

I just hope that she won't be put off by my dead face.

"Wait a minute, I'll change right away."

I hung up the phone, put on a cyan skirt, looked at myself in the mirror, and suddenly fell into a daze.

——This outfit, as if I was still in his world.

I clenched my fists violently, but I don't believe it, the fate with him is so shallow!I will definitely find you, Yangyang!

"Hey, whose little girl is this?" My roommate joked when I saw me coming out of the door, "Sanhuo, you look like an ancient person in this dress."

I smiled at her: "Let's go."

"Alas! Sanhuo! Xue Yang, Xue Yang, Xue Yang!"

In the crowded comic exhibition, my roommates dragged me into it like a death squad.

I struggled to look into the crowd, but I could only see a piece of black clothes.

The heart beats uncontrollably faster and faster.

Could it be... him?

"Ah, he is so handsome!"

"Look, he just smiled at me!"

"Where is the smile at you, he is obviously smiling at the Taoist priest!"

"The two of them are a good match!"

The surrounding voices were like a basin of cold water, cooling my heart that was almost on fire.

I also saw clearly the appearance of the so-called "Xue Yang" at that moment.

--not him.

The little tiger's teeth are not as sharp as his, and although he has a pleasant smile, there is always a taste of disobedience, the arc of his eyes is not as good-looking, and he is not as tall as he is!

I suddenly let go of my strength and walked towards the periphery of the crowd. My roommate continued to pull me with a look of surprise on his face: "What's wrong with you, Sanhuo? Did you stop watching? That's your natal Xue Yang!"

I nodded firmly, then pulled my roommate away from "Xue Yang" behind me.

(Hereby declare that the author of this article does not have any opinions on cosplay, but just the need of the plot! [Extreme desire to survive.jpg])

Sitting with my roommate on a bench for pedestrians to rest on the side of the road, she suddenly looked at me: "Ah, after playing such a big circle, I feel that you, Sanhuo, have never been interested."

I froze for a moment: "...Sorry, I didn't want to disturb your play."

My roommate burst out laughing, and she grabbed my shoulders: "What apologies, you, I mean—are you alright? Why are you as distraught as those who break up with love?"

"Thank you for your concern!" I rubbed my roommate's head, "I'm fine!"

—I'll pay it back, okay?

——I am not good at all, without you, Yangyang, I am not good at all.But I don't even have anyone who can tell you to her.

—Who would believe it?I stayed in that novel world for more than [-] years, where I met people who knew each other, cherished each other, loved each other and wanted to stay together for a lifetime.

—No one will believe it.No one needs to believe it.

Dinner was finished hastily at a roadside stall. I took out my phone and habitually wrote down "Dinner, 5.00" on the account.

The reply from the other side left me stunned:

It bears the Q version of Xue Yang's character portrait on its head, and said arrogantly: "Just eat this? Is it because the money I gave you is not enough?"

"Pfft."

"Yangyang, you're OOC, you never call yourself "Master" to me."

I bent the corner of my lips, but the tears kept falling.

"Where are you?"

"I miss you so much."

But time didn't stop because I was in so much pain, and the reality was as skinny as ever.

After walking home from Comic Con yesterday, I got a text from my mom I hadn't spoken to in years.

She wants me to go home.

Sitting on the rickety train, I began to recall why I and the person who gave birth to me came to this situation.

My mother didn't like me very much since I was a child.

Although it looks good on the surface, that kind of vain tenderness and bubble-like "love" is ultimately different from real love in essence.

Children are always very sensitive.

But I tried my best to be obedient and obedient, but I couldn't reverse her deep-rooted alienation from me.

She and her father often quarreled because of me, and after two years, the quarrel became even more intense after my sister was born.

The preference is even more obvious, and I no longer expect her praise, so when my father passed away for some reason, I moved away from home and chose a place near the school to live.

After adulthood, there was no contact.

So, why did she ask me to go back today?

I stood in front of the black and white town, watching the rushing water rushing under the bridge, two or three women were washing clothes by the river, a duck head appeared from time to time among the green lotus leaves, and then disappeared suddenly not see.

——Really, it’s been a long time.

I finally raised my trembling hand and knocked on the door I couldn't be more familiar with.

The scene in the house made me stunned, and the "mother" who was still on the tip of her tongue blurted out: "You want to go?!"

"Yeah." Time has left some marks on her face, she looked at me with a smile, "Long time no see, Chang Yan."

In my memory, she has never smiled at me so gently.

I was a little uneasy, and also very puzzled: "Why did you call me back?"

The smile on the woman's face froze, and then she spoke slowly, as if talking to herself: "I know you must have a lot of hatred for me in your heart."

"I... no." I was stuck in my throat, and said "no" very reluctantly, because I really didn't care.

"But I feel like I have a good reason to do it."

I suddenly looked up at her, and she still said to herself: "Because you are not my own, why should I, why should I treat you as my own? But that stupid person is just because of being with your father." What agreement was made, and you were taken home when no one wanted you!"

I froze in place, motionless.

"Our family is not rich at all, and it is even more difficult after having your sister. You think I am partial—but I am partial to my child, isn't it right?!"

It turned out that the person I always thought was unfortunate in my family, the person I secretly complained about, was the one who paid the most for me.

I hate why she doesn't treat people equally, but I don't even have a reason to hate.

"Why... didn't you tell me?" I clenched my sleeves tightly, feeling a little unsteady, "Why didn't you tell me back then?!"

"I once discussed this matter with your father—well, your uncle, but your biological father seemed to prefer you not to know, so he never made up his mind. I planned to leave like this, after all these years I won’t contact you again after I didn’t contact you, but I finally decided to tell you everything.”

After saying these words, mother -- no, Aunt Li's emotions have also calmed down.

"I admit that I was wrong to treat you like that before, but if I do it again, I'm afraid I will still do that." Aunt Li laughed at herself, "After all, I'm not an open-minded person."

"Your surname is Chang, Chang Chu's Chang, a single-parent family, your mother disappeared, and then your father died in the line of duty, so you came to my house."

"By the way, this is for you." Aunt Li put a bunch of keys in my hand, "I'm going abroad, and I probably won't come back again in this lifetime, so let's treat this house as my attempt to make up for my mistakes. "

I stared blankly at the leaving figure of the woman in front of me, with mixed feelings in my heart, but I couldn't say a word.When she reached the door, she suddenly paused: "Your biological father's tomb is on the left of your uncle—if you want to go and see it, remember it."

Looking at the back of her about to leave, I suddenly yelled: "Mom!!!"

Aunt Li paused: "What are you yelling?"

I smiled at her and continued: "I don't hate you, I am very grateful that you came back to help me untie this knot—and, everything you have done these years is worthy of my calling "Mom". "

"Finally, goodbye, Aunt Li, I wish you a smooth journey."

I lay in bed, feeling that everything was so unreal.

The previous incomprehension and resentment have all become rootless grass, and in the future, there is nothing worth looking forward to.

After all, I'm still alone.

"Ah, now the two of us are considered lonely." I said to myself, "My name is really Chang Yan, just like in Mo Dao!!"

and many more.

Why do things in the magic way fit so well with things in the real world?

There is also the same face - if all of this is not calligraphy to let me quickly integrate into the characters, then it can only show that these two worlds are connected!

My heart was beating furiously, and I was racking my brains to think of what else I could help to infer.

I once mentioned this to Shudao, and asked bluntly what the relationship between itself and Chang Yan was.

Why did the so-called "in the dark" choose me?

But it declined to answer at the time.

Calligraphy never lied to me. Its silence can at least show that I have a relationship with "Chang Yan" in the world of magic.

Another point……

Shudao once said to me, "You come back to save him over and over again"

--return?

Why this word?

Because for me, an outsider who travels through the past, the word "hui" should not be used.

Also, in the original book, a total of 49 members of the Chang family died, but in the magic path I went to, only [-] members of the Chang family died, and one was missing—me.

Why do I have such real and unforgettable fear and hatred when I express my heart in Yangyang?

Because, that was originally mine.

I sat in a daze, sorting out the messy thoughts, and took advantage of the trend to convince myself that all this indicated the end point:

I am Chang Yan.

It was Chang Yan in this "real world", Chang Yan who was married to Xue Yang in the world of magic, and Chang Yan who was exterminated by Xue Yang together with the Chang family before all this.

Therefore, it is not a time travel at all.

...It's rebirth.

"Really..."

I was lying on my back on the bed, and I didn't know what to sigh, so I immediately "sit up in a dying illness" and took out my mobile phone to search for the word "Xue Yang".

Half a minute later, I turned off Du Niang with a look of disgust, and then searched the word "Tang Yang" resolutely, but found nothing except that one was the protagonist of a book.

"Forget it." I adjusted my clothes and stood up, "No matter where you are, I will definitely find you—I believe that our fate must not stop there!"

But it's easy to say, but hard to do.

Having no clue about finding Xue Yang, I went out, intending to visit this water town that I hadn't seen for many years.

The old lady selling dragon beard crisps has been replaced by a slightly overweight uncle, but the taste is exactly the same. It is said that they are two mothers.

I bought three packs in one go, wrapped in oiled paper cloth, and strung together reminded me of the same way when I used to grab medicine for patients.

The town hasn't changed much. Relying on my childhood memories, I have changed all the places I want to go.

"Sister, wait a minute!"

A cry stopped my progress.

I looked back at the little doll who called me, and smiled: "What's wrong?"

When the child saw me turning around, he immediately withdrew his waving hand, scratched his head, and said shyly, "Sister, the dress you are wearing is so beautiful!"

Hearing this, I also took advantage of the opportunity to look down at the skirt with Hanfu elements on me, and nodded: "Thank you for the compliment."

"This, this is for you!" The boy stretched out his left hand, which was always behind his back, and a round lotus leaf was presented to me.

I looked at him puzzled, and he faltered and explained: "I, I heard that it might rain today, sister, you didn't take an umbrella, so... well, this is for you!"

Looking at the hesitant boy in front of me, I felt a burst of warmth in my heart, took the lotus leaf, and then raised my hand and pointed: "This lotus pond belongs to your family?"

"Ok!"

"Then do you think it's okay?" I put the last pack of dragon beard cakes into the boy's hands, "Sister, I will exchange a pack of sugar for you with a lotus leaf."

"Yes, yes!" The boy immediately ran to the lotus pond to pick the lotus leaves, and the braids on the back of his head flicked along with his movements.

I looked at the two big emerald lotus leaves in my hand, and regretted why I took two shares out of habit for a moment of pleasure?

"Oh, that's all." There was a lotus leaf on my head, and I continued to walk around with a lotus leaf in my hand.

The weather is really like what the little doll said, it will start to rain after a while.

The rain was not too heavy, but it was stronger than the spring rain. I used the lotus leaf to block the rain, and I was not in a hurry to go back immediately.

——As I remember, it’s just another bridge across from here.

Ah, see that bridge!

There seemed to be a person on the bridge, but he disappeared after approaching.

After I stepped onto the bridge, I realized that there was a person squatting beside the fence at the arch of the bridge.

It should be the person standing on the bridge just now, right?

Dressed in black, he was holding on to the fence, curling himself into a ball, letting the rain wash away.

I looked around - well, no one.

He raised his eyes again and looked at the man in black who didn't seem to notice anyone approaching, and compared it in his heart——well, okay, I can beat him.

Without any worries, I followed my heart and walked over, asking, "Are you okay?"

The man seemed to move, but there was no response.

I continued my efforts and said, "You see it's raining so hard, if you don't mind, I'll give you a lotus leaf to keep out the rain?"

As I spoke, I handed over the lotus leaf, but the man grabbed my wrist and pulled it forward!

"!!!"

I was startled, and I was about to hit him with a backhand, but he was easily restrained by that man. At the same time, I saw his appearance clearly.

It is the face I am most familiar with, and I have described it thousands of times.

At this time, he was looking at me, with a little starlight in his eyes:

"I found you, Ah Yan."

THE END

The author has something to say: Chang Yan: Can't beat but can't beat

Everyone should have understood the part about Chang Yan.

It feels like there is a bit of glass scum in the sugar—after all, Xue Yang killed his own wife in his first life

I originally wanted to end this chapter, but this is not a complete happy end. I can't be ashamed of the two letters HE!

Therefore, there will be a side story, which is aimed at the question of "You killed me in your previous life, but you like me again in this life".