Travel back to the end of the world to practice

A white-haired old woman suddenly appeared in front of Wuyou and Yan Hui.

"Grandma dean, why are you here?" Wuyou was surprised.

The person in front of him is the director of his orphanage.

He has been very good to him since he was a child.

His grades have always been excellent, but he almost couldn't get into the university he wanted because he didn't have enough money.

It was Grandma Yard who helped him...

After the end of the world came, Yang Ang accompanied him back to the orphanage, but found that the orphanage had become a gathering place for zombies.

He was very sad to see the once benevolent yard turned into zombies.

Now that the dean was in front of him, Wuyou couldn't help but take a step forward.

Wuyou broke free from Yan Hui's hand, and followed the dean's steps forward.

"Wuyou, what are you doing!" Yan Hui pulled in a panic, and Wuyou disappeared in front of him.

He looked at the empty palms and Wuyou's sad expression just now, and anxiously looked at the crowd around him.

Only to find that the crowd around him disappeared.

The prosperity just now seemed to be an illusion.

He was the only one on the whole street.

Yan Hui put his arms around himself and squatted down.

He is left, what to do...

……

Wuyou subconsciously followed the dean's footsteps, and suddenly the dean disappeared.

He looked at the empty street, and suddenly many familiar people appeared.

His friends in the orphanage since he was a child, his classmates when he was a student, and his colleagues after he came out to work...

In the end, it was Yang Ang who he loved so deeply.

Fang Yinglang's upright figure always attracted his attention.

Confidence, gentleness, humility, and generosity.

Be considerate and gentle to him.

He once thought, how did he meet such a good person?

The scene suddenly changed to indoors.

Yang Ang stood in the kitchen, holding a spatula in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

"Ah Xuan, are you back?"

"Dinner will be ready soon. You came back a little late tonight. Are you too busy with work?"

"Be careful next time."

Yang Ang turned off the fire, plated the dishes, and served them to the dining table.

Then she came to Wuyou's side, hugged his waist, and cared softly.

"I..." Wuyou felt that everything was like a dream.

is his favorite day.

There is a house, and there is a lover waiting for him to come home.

"Why are you in a daze?" A delicate kiss landed on Wuyou's cheek.

"Ayang." Wuyou forcefully pushed away the person holding him.

"You... are you okay?" Wuyou looked at Yang Ang deeply, his eyes clear.

"Little fool, why do you ask me like that?" Yang Ang lowered his head, being intimate.

"Yang Ang, I hope you will be well and always be well," Wuyou looked at Yang Ang with blurred eyes, "Thank you for loving me so much..."

Nothing can go back...

He hugged Yang Ang tightly, the person who gave him the most sense of security.

"it's not your fault."

Perhaps, we are not suitable at all.

……

Yan Hui stood at the door of a house with a dull expression, watching Wuyou embrace a strange man.

He retreated subconsciously.

This place made him feel suffocated.

Why is this...

He found Wuyou, but found that he was in a relationship.

Yan Hui took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.

He didn't know how long he ran before he stopped panting.

A pair of feet appeared in his sight.

A familiar voice came, "Ah Hui, what are you doing?"

It's Wu Yao.

He raised his head suddenly, and saw Wu Yao who was surprised, and Wu Ling who was looking at him shyly.

Strange witch spirit.

Facing him, Wu Ling never had such an expression.

"Ahui, did you come to my house to propose marriage?" Wu Ling asked shyly while hiding behind Wu Yao.

"Marriage proposal?" Yan Hui was puzzled.

Suddenly, Wu Yao and Wu Ling were full of people from the Wu clan standing behind them.

Bear the brunt of Wu Ling's parents.

Wu Cheng looked at him with relief, "Ah Hui, you have to take good care of Ah Ling in the future, do you understand?"

"Should I... want to take care of Ah Ling?" Yan Hui's thoughts stopped in place.

He seems to have forgotten something important.

"Father, don't talk nonsense." Wu Ling said to Wu Cheng in embarrassment.

Is the relationship between Wu Ling and Wu Cheng's father and daughter so good?

Yan Hui always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out?

"Okay, father and daughter, stop teasing Ah Hui." Wu Ling's mother said softly.

Her eyes full of love kept lingering on Wu Cheng.

A beautiful face is the enduring brilliance of being loved.

Wu Ling's parents, do they have such a good relationship...

Yan Hui covered his head and squatted down.

"Ah Hui, what's wrong with you?" Wu Ling quickly squatted down and asked with concern.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Wu Cheng also asked from the side.

"Do you not want to marry me?" Wu Ling asked with a sob.

When Yan Hui heard this, he saw Wu Lingmei's appearance on the verge of tears.

"I haven't." Yan Hui said immediately.

Wu Ling really burst into tears and laughed, "Ah Hui, I knew you wouldn't abandon me."

She pulled Yan Hui up and held the other's arm intimately, while the youngest daughter leaned against Yan Hui.

"Ahui, you will be nice to me in the future, right?"

Wu Ling's ethereal voice rang in his ears.

He saw all the clansmen surrounding him, all kinds of festive words without taking out money.

Wu Ling wore a red wedding dress and a red veil.

He looked down and saw that he was also wearing a red wedding dress.

He glanced at his palm.

It seems that something has slipped from his palm...

It's something very important...

The graceful figure of Wu Ling, surrounded by everyone, slowly appeared in front of Yan Hui.

"The bride and groom are here." A voice came from nowhere.

Yan Hui stood at the door of the lobby, looking at everything unfamiliar, at a loss.

"Ah Hui, what are you still doing standing there? I'm paying my respects."

Yan Hui was pushed forward a few steps.

He looked at the big happy character posted on the wall, and everyone's face was full of blessing smiles.

He remembered that he seemed to be underage.

Can we marry each other?

He didn't realize that his voice could be heard.

"Oh, we Wu people can worship and get married at the age of 15."

"That's right, wait for Wu Ling to give birth to a white and fat boy for you."

"It's best to have wood spirit roots."

"Oh, Ah Hui has a pure Yang physique, so it's not suitable for wood spirit roots."

"That's right, like our Ayao's pure yin physique and pure yang physique are more suitable."

"So, isn't Ah Hui and our Ah Yao more suitable?"

"Or, let Ah Hui marry Ah Yao."

I don't know who suggested it in the crowd.

Yan Hui has been looking at the person he doesn't recognize at all, and whispering comments.

He seems to have become a commodity for sale.

Give it to whoever is suitable.

After a while, the bride changed from Wu Ling to Wu Yao.

"Ahui, hurry up and pay homage to Ayao." The crowd urged.

Yan Hui clenched his fists tightly and looked at everyone with an ugly expression.

Turn around and want to leave.

Wu Man stopped him, and said fiercely to Yan Hui, "Boy, what do you mean!"

"It's your blessing that my son is willing to marry you. How dare you run away from marriage!"

"Ahui, don't you want to marry me?" Wu Yao raised her veil and looked at Yan Hui sadly.

His expression was the same as usual.

"Ayao, I'm sorry," Yan Hui said after hesitating for a moment.

"What about me?" Wu Ling asked expectantly while standing aside in a red dress.

"You can marry me, although I don't have a pure Yin constitution..." Wu Ling said sadly.

"I'm sorry!" Yan Hui lowered his head and said loudly.

"I'm underage!"

"Besides, I don't want to marry someone I don't like!"

After Yan Hui finished speaking, he raised his head, only to find that he was still standing on the street.

Everything just now was just an illusion.

He was still wearing his own clothes.

The so-called wedding ceremony and the so-called marriage are all a dream.

He breathed a sigh of relief, what long-standing shackles had left his body.

In vain, he felt that his cultivation base had risen.

Breakthrough to level five!

"Xiaohui, are you okay?"

Wuyou's voice came from behind him.

He turned around suddenly and saw Wuyou with a worried face.

Before he had time to share the joy of his upgrade, he angrily walked up to Wuyou and accused,

"You still remember to come back!"

"I thought you ran off with another man!"

As he talked, the grievances in his heart overflowed into a river, rushing to find an outlet.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wuyou took Yan Hui's hand and clasped his fingers tightly.

"You, don't you have someone you like?" Yan Hui looked at the clasped hands with some awkwardness, feeling sweet in his heart.

"That's my ex, we've already broken up." Wuyou said calmly.

"Then you were still hugging him just now!" Yan Hui was so angry that his head was smoking when he heard the ex-two people.

Although they broke up, he felt very unhappy.

The nostalgic look that Wuyou said just now that the earth is round or something, must still be thinking about his ex-boyfriend.

He couldn't help staring at Wuyou sourly with his black eyes.

"Then I'm holding you now."

After finishing speaking, Wuyou hugged Yan Hui tightly.

Wuyou's height is about 1.7 meters, Yan Hui's is 1.7 meters eight, it seems that Wuyou has fallen into Yan Hui's arms.

Yan Hui snorted coldly, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed, but what he said was very arrogant.

"Don't think that, I will forgive you!"

"Then how can you forgive me?" Wuyou raised his head from Yan Hui's arms, looking at Yan Hui with spring spirit.

"I...I..." Yan Hui was speechless.

He felt the heat flow all over his body going in one direction, and the heat filled his head, as if it was about to explode.

It was the first time he experienced this strange feeling, he was at a loss, impatient and uneasy.

"Is that so?" Wuyou held Yan Hui's face, and pressed his own lips.

The tender lips touched and entangled with each other, and the bodies were entangled at some point.

Yan Hui held Wuyou contentedly, trying to turn the customer into the main.

How could he be kissed by Wuyou without any resistance?

Yan Hui turned back and pressed Wuyou against him, wanting to kiss her.

Suddenly, he looked at Wuyou with a face full of spring, without even a single scar on his face...

He suddenly pushed Wuyou away and backed away in a panic.

He wiped his lips vigorously, bah bah bah...

A nausea rose from my stomach.

The person in front of him suddenly turned into Wu Yao.

"Do you hate me that much?" Wu Yao asked with a poignant expression.

"Wu Yao, what are you doing!" Yan Hui said angrily.

Become Wuyou, and even cheated on his first kiss!

"You would rather like a scumbag who is killed by thousands of people than me!" Wu Yao suddenly tore off his clothes and walked towards Yan Hui.

"I'm much cleaner than him, you love me, okay?" Wu Yao begged and took Yan Hui's hand and placed it on her white body.

"Wu Yao, I'm underage, this kind of thing is not suitable." Yan Hui swung Wu Yao's hand and turned his face away, not looking at Wu Yao's body.

"Hehe," Wu Yao lowered his hands weakly, "If you don't love, you can use your minors as an excuse. Did you think so when you confronted Wuyou just now!"

Wu Yao mocked, "Yan Hui, don't talk about your age, be brave, okay?"

"I don't need you to worry about it." Yan Hui became angry from embarrassment.

"Get out! Get out!" Yan Hui shouted.

"Where do you want me to go?"

Wuyou stood behind Yan Hui helplessly and asked.