[Jian San] Let's drink tea from big brother

"Can't let go?"

Seeing Xu Aoxue who had been wandering back and forth at the door, who had been reading military books, finally couldn't help raising his eyelids, put down the book in his hand, and asked.

After they arrived at the house, Ye Zhengyang seemed a little uneasy. He kept listening to the movements outside the door, and even walked up and down the house dishonestly. Fortunately, it was Xu Aoxue. If it was someone else, he would probably be killed He was too disturbed to read the book.

Ye Zhengyang nodded slightly, sat down next to Xu Aoxue, poured himself a glass of water, drank most of the glass in one breath, and said, "Tell me, what exactly did Hua Zhu say to Keren?"

"Don't ask about the flowers and candles." Xu Aoxue stretched out his hand to cover the back of Ye Zhengyang's hand, and shook his head lightly. Ye Zhengyang's full stomach was swallowed back by Xu Aoxue's words. Knowing what to say, I can only shake my head, "You're right, even if we know about the flower candle, it won't do any good."

Although he said this to Xu Aoxue, Ye Zhengyang still felt a little strange. The look in Keren's eyes just now was too weird. It wasn't the joy of seeing an acquaintance, nor the anger of seeing an enemy.

It was more like confusion, incomprehension, and... fear.

If Ye Zhengyang had a choice, he would definitely not use the last word to describe the young disciple of the Juggernaut. He would be one of the ten evils at the age of 15, and he would be able to restrain the little lunatic Mo Yu later.

Even if Huazhu martial arts is good, the other party is someone who learned martial arts from the best master in the world, so he has seen the world, so he really can't find a reason to explain this problem.

So he went to Su Shaoqing without any hope, told him about the matter, and wanted him to help analyze it.

[Do you think I am your off-court helpline? 】Su Shaoqing's secret chat was as merciless as ever, and Ye Zhengyang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. This guy has such a tight temper, what exactly is Mo Wenshang's fancy for this guy?If it were a face, obviously Su Huayan would be a better choice.

[Top students don't be so stingy, you just talk about what you think and nothing will happen. 】

Ye Zhengyang's secret chat was like nothing in the past. Ye Zhengyang guessed that the other party was thinking, so he was not in a hurry. He gritted his heart and stole a glance at Xu Aoxue's side face. After a while, Su Shaoqing's reply came back. 【You mean, Huazhu claims to be very old and looks like he has a lot of status in Miaojiang, and Keren seems to be a little weirdly afraid of him? 】

Ye Zhengyang replied helplessly, 【Didn't you really add "you said" in front of what I just sent you, and then paste and copy it again? 】

There was no answer from Su Shaoqing's side again, but this time the pause was too long, which made Ye Zhengyang a little impatient. He couldn't help fiddling with the incense burner on the table, and touched the vase in the house, knowing that Ye Zhengyang was about to lose his hold. Only then did Su Shaoqing reply again.

[I probably know, but I can't tell you. 】

……

【...Why did our painting style suddenly change to what is the truth? I won’t tell you the truth. The truth is too heavy. The truth is not important at all, but I just want to know the truth. 】

【Ye Zhengyang, the truth is very heavy, yes, but not for you, but for the person who bears the truth. 】

[Even if I tell you my deduction, even if Huazhu tells you his secret, what can you do with Ye Zhengyang, don't say anything stupid that someone will share the pain, you know, it's just You will feel sorry for him, and the pain in him will not be lessened. 】

[Everyone has their own burdens, so take care of yours first, and then take care of others when you have the energy to spare. 】

Lines of purple secret chatting words jumped into Ye Zhengyang's face. Even if it was just words, Ye Zhengyang could still imagine Su Shaoqing's indifferent and arrogant appearance. Those thin lips opened and closed, and the words were mean and arrogant, as if he would Everyone ignored the general contempt and indifference.

...So what exactly did Mo Wenshang like about Su Shaoqing? !

The other party's words were too hurtful, so his eyes stayed on those words.

It's up to you, Ye Zhengyang.

In this world, the most hurtful thing is the truth.

The other party put this sentence in front of him so nakedly, and Ye Zhengyang can do something with his current ability. Even in the game, he has never been the protagonist in this game. 25 people beat up a boss, even if the world becomes a reality and reappears in front of him, he is still not the protagonist.

It is impossible for him to become a selected child or the only warrior in the world by himself, as in the story.

There are so many people in this world who want to become the King of Knights, but isn't there only one who can pull out the sword in the stone?

【In any position, do whatever you want. If you want to meddle in other people's affairs, you should practice your skills first. Don't be treated as a joke of being overconfident. 】

After finishing the last sentence, Su Shaoqing completely closed the secret chat page. When he looked up, he met Mo Wenshang, who was looking at him with a smile, and frowned in disgust, but the other party didn't seem to care about Su Shaoqing. Showing him a cold face, he shouted in a gruff voice, "Qingqing~"

"Why, what did you say to Zhengyang?" Even if the other party ignored him, Mo Wenshang was still happy to say it, seeing that the other party no longer wanted to talk to him, Mo Wenshang continued unyieldingly , "I will be jealous if you care so much about him, Qingqing, it's so cold in Huashan, don't you care about me?"

"Get out if you feel cold." Su Shaoqing returned coldly, "Who said I care about that brat who knows nothing."

"Don't speak so meanly." Mo Wenshang took advantage of Su Shaoqing standing where he was, stretched out his arms and rushed towards him, but Su Shaoqing dodged to the side and was thrown away. He curled his lips in frustration, and continued, " You are so mean, and people don't know that you are doing it for his own good, and they will misunderstand you at that time, I will feel distressed."

"Besides, isn't there Xu Aoxue around him? Xu Aoxue likes him so much, so he will naturally protect you as wholeheartedly as I protect you. If you are still not at ease, you can go help. Anyway, Qingqing, I will go wherever you go."

Su Shaoqing wanted to say something when he heard the first half, but when he heard that sentence, as if Mo Wenshang was protecting him, he felt sore, and looked at Mo Wenshang's smiling face, "Say it as if you know me better."

"I admit, I may not be the person who understands you best in the world." Mo Wenshang innocently raised his hand, put away his usual rogue smile, his gaze was like a pool of spring water, rippling and rippling, "But, Qingqing , I am the person who loves you the most in this world."

The other party's gaze was too serious, which made Su Shaoqing panic for a moment. He turned his head and turned to leave, "...boring."

"Qingqing." Mo Wenshang's voice came from behind him, pouring into his ears like the never-ending wind of Mount Hua, regardless of his feelings. The other party's voice was clear and affectionate, and every word was like this The strongest silk thread in the world is woven into the strongest net, covering him layer by layer, preventing him from moving, and then the other party will tear him apart and eat him, forever, "You, don't you believe me that much?" ?”

"I've never disbelieved you." Su Shaoqing stopped, as if he was talking to Mo Wenshang, but also as if he was talking to himself, "The one I don't believe is myself."

"Go back to your Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and don't appear in front of me again."

Because I can't believe in myself, if this goes on, can I let you go completely.

And at this moment, in the Lanting Academy of the Haoqi League, the beautiful young man who looked at the same beautiful young man as he remembered, his eyes were calm, but his hands were trembling slightly, she subconsciously held her scabbard, feeling the familiar coldness. The touch made her calm down again. She raised her head, met the smiling eyes of the man, and said word by word, "You should have been dead for ten years."

Hearing the other party's direct opening remarks, Huazhu raised her head, her face was so perfect that even the curvature of the smile seemed to be as flawless as it was portrayed, which made Keren feel a little startled seriously.

Even the disciple of the Juggernaut is just a girl in her teens.

Huazhu's voice is as beautiful as the fragrant wine in March, just one sip can make people intoxicated, and the words are like the most ambiguous whispers of sympathizers, whispering the most beautiful melody, "Oh, it's been, ten years already ..."