Yue Yan only felt a "buzz" in his head, and he was so full of thoughts that he had a headache for a while, and he couldn't think of a way to continue.
what happened?How did this article get accepted?No... now is not the time to think about this, I should...
It wasn't until Lu Qingya's voice sounded in her ears that she suddenly came back to her senses.
"Yanyan, do you know something?"
Lu Qingya's words were like the evening wind blowing through the jasmine bushes, trembling, exuding a heart-shattering fragility.
The strings in Yue Yan's mind suddenly snapped, and he hugged her as if waking up from a dream, with a firm tone, but he didn't dare to look directly into her eyes:
"Sister, I don't know what's going on..."
A dreadful conjecture that had faded away reappeared diabolically.When Yue Yan was drunk last time, the image of holding the novel and praying for himself came to mind again.
Lu Qingya was like a lost path, nestled in Yue Yan's arms, buried her face deeply, as if she was escaping from something.
Even if you think it's strange, my sister wouldn't have such a big reaction, would she?
Yue Yan, who couldn't guess what Lu Qingya was thinking at all, felt strange, subconsciously hugged Lu Qingya tightly, and didn't even let go when he ran out of the room.
"Auntie, did you quarrel with your uncle?"
Tuantuan asked with doubtful big round eyes.
As if awakened by this pair of address, Lu Qingya nestled in the crook of his arms and whispered:
"No, no, we're fine..."
Then he suddenly raised his head, his watery eyes fixed on Yue Yan:
"Yanyan, tell my sister that you have nothing to do with this matter...can you tell me yourself?"
Lu Qingya didn't know when it started, anyway, looking back now, he had nothing but Yue Yan who rescued him from the quagmire with his own hands.
That's why she was afraid.If there was some knot on Yue Yan's body that she couldn't untie, she really doubted that part of her soul would be torn apart along with Yue Yan.
Lu Qingya was originally thin and thin, but at this time Lingding's shoulders rested on the tip of Yue Yan's heart, the pitiful fragility permeated through the thin and soft skin, and melted into a pool of sore softness in Yue Yan's heart.
She subconsciously hugged Lu Qingya tightly:
"Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand, Yue Yan will always be Lu Qingya's Yue Yan..."
As soon as the words fell, I felt the moistness of a cold fragrance soaked in the crook of my arms.
She didn't have the guts to look into Lu Qingya's eyes, only to hear Tuantuan leaning over with a wrinkled face:
"Why is Aunt Lu crying? Don't cry, don't cry, Tuantuan wipes Auntie's tears!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his fleshy little hand and squeezed it into the gap between Lu Qingya and Yue Yan with difficulty.
sister crying?Yue Yan's lips were a little soft, and he was thinking about how to comfort him, but Lu Qingya said in a low voice:
"I knew that the words my mother scolded me back then were all right. That time my father drank too much and gave me a scolding..."
It's all over, why is my sister still mentioning that crappy native family?
In the original novel, the drunken madness of Lu Qingya's father was one of the important reasons for Lu Qingya's temperament change.
While chatting at the wine table, because Lu Qingya's father had only one son in the family, he couldn't hold his head up in front of his fellow countrymen with many sons. After returning home, he took all his anger on Lu Qingya and said a lot Unpleasant words.
Calling Lu Qingya an unlucky thing, he shouldn't have been born in this family, and disturbed his destiny to have several sons.
Yue Yan understood that the words of Lu Qingya's parents were all thorns in her heart.Desperately wanting to pull out these thorns, Yue Yan put his arms around her neck and said softly:
"Sister, don't listen to nonsense from people who don't love you.
You are the one who should be born in this world, and you are a gift from God to this world. "
However, Lu Qingya's eyes looking at her gradually turned cold, with glass-like brittle despair.
What was even more frightening was that the hand that Yue Yan had been holding tightly in his arms pulled back.
Then, Lu Qingya slowly left her.
"Sister, what's wrong with you, don't leave me..."
Yue Yan wished he could lower his posture into the dust, just to be able to hold Lu Qingya's hand.
Lu Qingya withdrew her fingertips, forced a bitter smile:
"Yanyan, how do you know what my parents scolded me that day?"
Although she didn't want to believe it, Yue Yan in front of her clearly knew something she hadn't said.In addition to Yue Yan's prayer when he held the "Plan for the Darkening of the Queen of Movies":
"Don't tear my book..."
"Tell me, what's going on with all this?"
The fingertips holding Yue Yan's wrist trembled coldly, revealing the pain in Lu Qingya's heart that was on the verge of collapse.
Yue Yan knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he couldn't answer.
The hand on the wrist slowly dropped down.
Apparently, he noticed that the atmosphere in the room was quite abnormal. Although he didn't know what happened, Tuantuan was frightened and cried by their posture. He got into Yue Yan's arms softly, and sucked his little nose to pull Lu Qing Cliff's hand:
"Auntie, don't be angry with Uncle..."
"I, I'm not angry, Tuantuan, Auntie isn't angry..." Lu Qingya really doesn't look angry, rather than angry, it's more exhausting, "Yanyan, no matter what you say, I will believe it."
Sooner or later there will be such a day.Facing his irreversible decline, Yue Yan comforted him weakly in his heart.
She wasn't worried about whether Lu Qingya believed her experience of wearing books, she was just afraid that Lu Qingya would know that she was the chief culprit who caused her life's suffering.
After a while, she slowly raised her eyes.These high-spirited peach blossom eyes are now blood red, like a pair of crystal red glass stones.
Lu Qingya's heart softened suddenly, and he even felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have pushed her to this point.
"Yanyan, actually..."
"Sister, Lu Qingya," it's been a long time since I called the person in front of me with these three words, the most familiar name rolled between my lips and teeth, but Yue Yan felt a strange and stiff feeling, "I'm sorry."
After all, there was another burst of speechlessness.
After getting an ambiguous answer, Lu Qingya seemed to be relieved suddenly, or it was broken.She sat down on the dining chair opposite the sofa, and didn't look at Yue Yan, her eyes were scattered and she didn't know where to look.
Both of them were silent for a long time before Lu Qingya said in a hoarse voice:
"You... know the existence of that book."
"Ah."
Yue Yan made a fussy sound from his nose.Needless to say, both of them knew which book they were referring to.
Lu Qingya's body froze for a moment, and continued:
"You know we're all characters in the book, and you know who I am."
Lu Qingya's original appearance is naturally that sinister and vicious image.
Yue Yan said weakly:
"Ah."
"I... I just don't understand," Lu Qingya clenched his palms tightly, and veins crawled up the back of his hands like a snake, "Since you know that you are the heroine, why do you still come to me? You should follow the original The plot has trampled me under my feet, why give me hope?"
When it came to the end, she felt a little uncontrollable excitement, and her fragmented emotions almost collapsed.
"Sister... I'm sorry, sister, I am the book's..."
Yue Yan finally couldn't help crying loudly, trying to spit out these words while breaking down and crying bitterly.Seeing that Lu Qingya gave herself some eyes, she desperately squeezed out the last two words:
"author."
After all, he hung his head in despair, waiting for the storm to come.
Lu Qingya scolded her, beat her, even if she was told to commit suicide on the spot, she would jump out of the window without hesitation.
But the frightening thing is that Lu Qingya is just silent.This kind of silence is like a soft blank, but it is enough to paint the hell that Yue Yan fears the most.
It seems that after a long time, Lu Qingya suddenly sneered softly:
"So to you, I was just a vicious tool man, the kind who throws away after use."
"No, I..."
Yue Yan wanted to dig out his heart and liver and show her his heart, but even if he did, it would be meaningless.After all, looking at the novel now, Lu Qingya is indeed such a "tool man".
When writing this book, Yue Yan didn't know that what was portrayed by his pen was a living life.Every word she typed affects a person's fate.
Lu Qingya's back suddenly withered for several years.
Wanting to tentatively call her sister again, Yue Yan looked at her silent side face, and soon realized: This trivial matter that seemed ordinary before, is now an extravagant expectation for her.
It's ridiculous.If someone did these things to him, and even asked for his forgiveness, Yue Yan would definitely ridicule that person's stupidity in a high-profile manner.But now, the stupid one is herself.
"Sister..." Yue Yan stood up with difficulty, "I know you don't want to see me now, so I don't need you to drive me away, I'll go by myself."
"Where are you going, uncle? Don't leave, uncle won't let Auntie and Tuantuan woo woo woo..."
Tuantuan hurriedly grabbed his uncle's hand and cried, but what he got in return was his uncle squatting down, rubbing his head and exhorting:
"Tuantuan, stay with Aunt Lu and don't make her angry."
Then, the uncle's figure disappeared behind the door, probably because her legs were too short, and she couldn't catch up no matter how hard she tried.She jumped up and down anxiously, and hurried back to drag Lu Qingya:
"Aunt Lu, why don't you tell Uncle to stay, Uncle doesn't want us anymore..."
As he talked, he was about to cry again, but in the end he was too scared to cry.
Because Lu Qingya, an aunt, actually cried before her.
It seems that my parents are right, I am really something that shouldn't be born in this world... In the vast sea of people, there is not even a place where I can stand.Once sad, Lu Qingya would still habitually look for Yue Yan with his eyes, and after searching for a while, he recalled dullly:
He himself is just one of many cannon fodder in Yue Yan's works.
She sat silently, Tuantuan didn't dare to make a sound, bit her fingertips and gasped, and sat close to her, as if she was afraid that she would leave like Yue Yan.
Sensing the little guy's uneasiness, Lu Qingya tried his best to squeeze out a gentle smile:
"Don't be afraid, Tuantuan, come here, Auntie will coax you to sleep. When you wake up, everything will be over."
The limp little head rested on her knee, reminding her of Yue Yan's pillow on her knee acting like a spoiled child.She tried her best to restrain the trembling of her fingertips, and clicked on Yue Yan's WeChat.
After pressing an option, a prompt pops up:
【Whether to delete friend Yue Xiaobenben】
Yue Xiaoben is stupid, this is the nickname she gave Yue Yan when she prayed for blessings in Cihang Temple last time.
Tears blurred his vision, and he couldn't even see Yue Yan's WeChat profile picture clearly.
His fingertips were hovering over the two options of [OK] and [Cancel], and he did not drop them for a long time.
The author has something to say: Don't panic, everyone, Yue Gouzi can't do anything else, the ability to coax Xiaolu is the best.
Originally, all the fake notes were posted, but I finished this chapter at the speed of life and death. I really appreciate everyone’s love for me. I want to write a satisfactory ending. QAQ is busy recently, so the code words are slow woo woo woo...
what happened?How did this article get accepted?No... now is not the time to think about this, I should...
It wasn't until Lu Qingya's voice sounded in her ears that she suddenly came back to her senses.
"Yanyan, do you know something?"
Lu Qingya's words were like the evening wind blowing through the jasmine bushes, trembling, exuding a heart-shattering fragility.
The strings in Yue Yan's mind suddenly snapped, and he hugged her as if waking up from a dream, with a firm tone, but he didn't dare to look directly into her eyes:
"Sister, I don't know what's going on..."
A dreadful conjecture that had faded away reappeared diabolically.When Yue Yan was drunk last time, the image of holding the novel and praying for himself came to mind again.
Lu Qingya was like a lost path, nestled in Yue Yan's arms, buried her face deeply, as if she was escaping from something.
Even if you think it's strange, my sister wouldn't have such a big reaction, would she?
Yue Yan, who couldn't guess what Lu Qingya was thinking at all, felt strange, subconsciously hugged Lu Qingya tightly, and didn't even let go when he ran out of the room.
"Auntie, did you quarrel with your uncle?"
Tuantuan asked with doubtful big round eyes.
As if awakened by this pair of address, Lu Qingya nestled in the crook of his arms and whispered:
"No, no, we're fine..."
Then he suddenly raised his head, his watery eyes fixed on Yue Yan:
"Yanyan, tell my sister that you have nothing to do with this matter...can you tell me yourself?"
Lu Qingya didn't know when it started, anyway, looking back now, he had nothing but Yue Yan who rescued him from the quagmire with his own hands.
That's why she was afraid.If there was some knot on Yue Yan's body that she couldn't untie, she really doubted that part of her soul would be torn apart along with Yue Yan.
Lu Qingya was originally thin and thin, but at this time Lingding's shoulders rested on the tip of Yue Yan's heart, the pitiful fragility permeated through the thin and soft skin, and melted into a pool of sore softness in Yue Yan's heart.
She subconsciously hugged Lu Qingya tightly:
"Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand, Yue Yan will always be Lu Qingya's Yue Yan..."
As soon as the words fell, I felt the moistness of a cold fragrance soaked in the crook of my arms.
She didn't have the guts to look into Lu Qingya's eyes, only to hear Tuantuan leaning over with a wrinkled face:
"Why is Aunt Lu crying? Don't cry, don't cry, Tuantuan wipes Auntie's tears!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his fleshy little hand and squeezed it into the gap between Lu Qingya and Yue Yan with difficulty.
sister crying?Yue Yan's lips were a little soft, and he was thinking about how to comfort him, but Lu Qingya said in a low voice:
"I knew that the words my mother scolded me back then were all right. That time my father drank too much and gave me a scolding..."
It's all over, why is my sister still mentioning that crappy native family?
In the original novel, the drunken madness of Lu Qingya's father was one of the important reasons for Lu Qingya's temperament change.
While chatting at the wine table, because Lu Qingya's father had only one son in the family, he couldn't hold his head up in front of his fellow countrymen with many sons. After returning home, he took all his anger on Lu Qingya and said a lot Unpleasant words.
Calling Lu Qingya an unlucky thing, he shouldn't have been born in this family, and disturbed his destiny to have several sons.
Yue Yan understood that the words of Lu Qingya's parents were all thorns in her heart.Desperately wanting to pull out these thorns, Yue Yan put his arms around her neck and said softly:
"Sister, don't listen to nonsense from people who don't love you.
You are the one who should be born in this world, and you are a gift from God to this world. "
However, Lu Qingya's eyes looking at her gradually turned cold, with glass-like brittle despair.
What was even more frightening was that the hand that Yue Yan had been holding tightly in his arms pulled back.
Then, Lu Qingya slowly left her.
"Sister, what's wrong with you, don't leave me..."
Yue Yan wished he could lower his posture into the dust, just to be able to hold Lu Qingya's hand.
Lu Qingya withdrew her fingertips, forced a bitter smile:
"Yanyan, how do you know what my parents scolded me that day?"
Although she didn't want to believe it, Yue Yan in front of her clearly knew something she hadn't said.In addition to Yue Yan's prayer when he held the "Plan for the Darkening of the Queen of Movies":
"Don't tear my book..."
"Tell me, what's going on with all this?"
The fingertips holding Yue Yan's wrist trembled coldly, revealing the pain in Lu Qingya's heart that was on the verge of collapse.
Yue Yan knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he couldn't answer.
The hand on the wrist slowly dropped down.
Apparently, he noticed that the atmosphere in the room was quite abnormal. Although he didn't know what happened, Tuantuan was frightened and cried by their posture. He got into Yue Yan's arms softly, and sucked his little nose to pull Lu Qing Cliff's hand:
"Auntie, don't be angry with Uncle..."
"I, I'm not angry, Tuantuan, Auntie isn't angry..." Lu Qingya really doesn't look angry, rather than angry, it's more exhausting, "Yanyan, no matter what you say, I will believe it."
Sooner or later there will be such a day.Facing his irreversible decline, Yue Yan comforted him weakly in his heart.
She wasn't worried about whether Lu Qingya believed her experience of wearing books, she was just afraid that Lu Qingya would know that she was the chief culprit who caused her life's suffering.
After a while, she slowly raised her eyes.These high-spirited peach blossom eyes are now blood red, like a pair of crystal red glass stones.
Lu Qingya's heart softened suddenly, and he even felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have pushed her to this point.
"Yanyan, actually..."
"Sister, Lu Qingya," it's been a long time since I called the person in front of me with these three words, the most familiar name rolled between my lips and teeth, but Yue Yan felt a strange and stiff feeling, "I'm sorry."
After all, there was another burst of speechlessness.
After getting an ambiguous answer, Lu Qingya seemed to be relieved suddenly, or it was broken.She sat down on the dining chair opposite the sofa, and didn't look at Yue Yan, her eyes were scattered and she didn't know where to look.
Both of them were silent for a long time before Lu Qingya said in a hoarse voice:
"You... know the existence of that book."
"Ah."
Yue Yan made a fussy sound from his nose.Needless to say, both of them knew which book they were referring to.
Lu Qingya's body froze for a moment, and continued:
"You know we're all characters in the book, and you know who I am."
Lu Qingya's original appearance is naturally that sinister and vicious image.
Yue Yan said weakly:
"Ah."
"I... I just don't understand," Lu Qingya clenched his palms tightly, and veins crawled up the back of his hands like a snake, "Since you know that you are the heroine, why do you still come to me? You should follow the original The plot has trampled me under my feet, why give me hope?"
When it came to the end, she felt a little uncontrollable excitement, and her fragmented emotions almost collapsed.
"Sister... I'm sorry, sister, I am the book's..."
Yue Yan finally couldn't help crying loudly, trying to spit out these words while breaking down and crying bitterly.Seeing that Lu Qingya gave herself some eyes, she desperately squeezed out the last two words:
"author."
After all, he hung his head in despair, waiting for the storm to come.
Lu Qingya scolded her, beat her, even if she was told to commit suicide on the spot, she would jump out of the window without hesitation.
But the frightening thing is that Lu Qingya is just silent.This kind of silence is like a soft blank, but it is enough to paint the hell that Yue Yan fears the most.
It seems that after a long time, Lu Qingya suddenly sneered softly:
"So to you, I was just a vicious tool man, the kind who throws away after use."
"No, I..."
Yue Yan wanted to dig out his heart and liver and show her his heart, but even if he did, it would be meaningless.After all, looking at the novel now, Lu Qingya is indeed such a "tool man".
When writing this book, Yue Yan didn't know that what was portrayed by his pen was a living life.Every word she typed affects a person's fate.
Lu Qingya's back suddenly withered for several years.
Wanting to tentatively call her sister again, Yue Yan looked at her silent side face, and soon realized: This trivial matter that seemed ordinary before, is now an extravagant expectation for her.
It's ridiculous.If someone did these things to him, and even asked for his forgiveness, Yue Yan would definitely ridicule that person's stupidity in a high-profile manner.But now, the stupid one is herself.
"Sister..." Yue Yan stood up with difficulty, "I know you don't want to see me now, so I don't need you to drive me away, I'll go by myself."
"Where are you going, uncle? Don't leave, uncle won't let Auntie and Tuantuan woo woo woo..."
Tuantuan hurriedly grabbed his uncle's hand and cried, but what he got in return was his uncle squatting down, rubbing his head and exhorting:
"Tuantuan, stay with Aunt Lu and don't make her angry."
Then, the uncle's figure disappeared behind the door, probably because her legs were too short, and she couldn't catch up no matter how hard she tried.She jumped up and down anxiously, and hurried back to drag Lu Qingya:
"Aunt Lu, why don't you tell Uncle to stay, Uncle doesn't want us anymore..."
As he talked, he was about to cry again, but in the end he was too scared to cry.
Because Lu Qingya, an aunt, actually cried before her.
It seems that my parents are right, I am really something that shouldn't be born in this world... In the vast sea of people, there is not even a place where I can stand.Once sad, Lu Qingya would still habitually look for Yue Yan with his eyes, and after searching for a while, he recalled dullly:
He himself is just one of many cannon fodder in Yue Yan's works.
She sat silently, Tuantuan didn't dare to make a sound, bit her fingertips and gasped, and sat close to her, as if she was afraid that she would leave like Yue Yan.
Sensing the little guy's uneasiness, Lu Qingya tried his best to squeeze out a gentle smile:
"Don't be afraid, Tuantuan, come here, Auntie will coax you to sleep. When you wake up, everything will be over."
The limp little head rested on her knee, reminding her of Yue Yan's pillow on her knee acting like a spoiled child.She tried her best to restrain the trembling of her fingertips, and clicked on Yue Yan's WeChat.
After pressing an option, a prompt pops up:
【Whether to delete friend Yue Xiaobenben】
Yue Xiaoben is stupid, this is the nickname she gave Yue Yan when she prayed for blessings in Cihang Temple last time.
Tears blurred his vision, and he couldn't even see Yue Yan's WeChat profile picture clearly.
His fingertips were hovering over the two options of [OK] and [Cancel], and he did not drop them for a long time.
The author has something to say: Don't panic, everyone, Yue Gouzi can't do anything else, the ability to coax Xiaolu is the best.
Originally, all the fake notes were posted, but I finished this chapter at the speed of life and death. I really appreciate everyone’s love for me. I want to write a satisfactory ending. QAQ is busy recently, so the code words are slow woo woo woo...
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