I became popular after marrying a rebel

Mu Changfeng smiled, and said softly: "He always said that fate cannot be changed, you can only get through it. If you try your best and still fail, you have to let it go and don't suffer yourself."

"But I don't believe it. Since our fate is just written on a few thin pages, it's just something that is written casually for people's entertainment, so why should we admit it."

"But didn't you say that the ending is fixed, so you can't change it?"

Mu Changfeng said: "Back then we all thought that after passing Buzhou Mountain and entering God's Domain, it was the end of the Six Realms, and there would be no further distance. But later we realized that it was far from it."

Ye Feibai sighed and said, "There are mountains beyond mountains, and mountains beyond mountains. Whenever I think I am already a god of the six realms, I will eventually find that I am just a mayfly, not even as good as a mayfly. I just live on paper... ...but what does that have to do with your dear dear Master?"

Mu Changfeng asked: "Do you still remember why we entered Kuchan Island?"

Ye Feibai said: "In order to teach those old people in the God Realm who are not ashamed, they searched for the whereabouts of the artifacts left behind in the ancient war of gods and demons, but didn't they find it long ago?"

Mu Changfeng asked again: "Then why did you break into the ruins?"

Ye Feibai said speechlessly: "Can you speak in a simpler way, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't play tricks, right?"

Seeing that he didn't open his mouth again, he could only reply: "Because those old men in the God Realm couldn't win the fight and went back to call their ancestors. That little thing is not enough, we need something more powerful—"

"Return to the Ruins is the beginning of all things, and the end of all things is the ancient giant god, who came to the world only after the return to the Ruins."

Mu Changfeng stared at the rising sun that was about to completely break through the clouds, and said, "Yes."

Ye Feibai frowned, as if he had guessed something, but he seemed to think it was too ridiculous, and said, "You want to go to a higher level to find a way...but this time it really won't work. Those worlds have weak spiritual power, It is impossible for you to cultivate from scratch, how can you go to a higher level without cultivation?"

"Old Mu, A Fei said that she will try it. After all, she is a mortal body. As long as she can go up Mount Sumeru, pass through the sky crack, and go back and forth smoothly, Wen Zhuyu will definitely be brought back in good condition."

The chief shepherd said coldly: "What if it doesn't work? Do you want her to risk her life?"

Ye Feibai breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly picked up the wine jar, and threw it viciously towards the sun rising to the top of Chixiao Peak, and asked, "What should we do? You want us to sit here and watch you take risks, and then we will sit here and watch you take risks." Heat two pots of wine, set out two plates of peanuts and edamame, and watch while eating?"

Mu Changfeng said: "I am sorry for you."

Ye Feibai stood there for a while, sighed again, sat down again, stretched out his hand to let the wine jar fly back, put it back beside him, and said, "It's not your fault."

When he was young, he also lost his love. He didn't know where that person went, and he searched for it for a while, hoping to see that person in his next life.

If it wasn't for the ignorance of the young man and the lack of deep affection, and later he was lucky enough to see that person reincarnated and die smoothly, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to let go of it, let alone Mu Changfeng.

Wen Zhuyu is his lover, his close relative, and his god.

He couldn't let it go, and he wouldn't let it go, so how could it be his fault.

"But don't think about what you just said."

Mu Changfeng was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I have a measure."

Ye Feibai frowned, knowing that he had always had a lot of twists and turns in his heart, so it was definitely not a good thing to say, and said: "You have a fart, there is nothing in this world that you dare not do. You really don't dare to do what you said today. Don't try to confuse the past-"

He had a faint feeling in his heart, when Mu Changfeng was able to defeat even the ancient giant gods and made the six worlds look like a new life, how could he be willing to be at the mercy of a few pages now? I'm afraid no one will be able to stop it.

It's just that I don't know what the "higher level" he said would be. Could it be that Wen Zhuyu's world is also a book?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt someone touch the back of his head, and he fell down the rock on the edge of the cliff.

Mu Changfeng put the man down, stuffed the wine jar he was playing with just now into his arms, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

……

Makino opened his eyes, and the one he saw for the first time was photographed just now.

The expression on his face did not change, but there seemed to be a thousand emotions flashing in his eyes, which were indescribable and elusive. It was not until Wen Ya, who had finished taking this picture, saw him, smiled slightly, and walked towards him, that he was like a dream come true As if waking up, he strode forward.

Wen Ya asked, "Why are you here?"

Makino lowered his eyes and looked at him intently, unable to look away, covering him in his own shadow, the corners of his mouth obviously moved a little, but it looked too soft, "I have nothing to do, come and watch your filming."

Wen Ya didn't notice anything wrong, and said with a smile, "Do you want to eat fruit? The mangoes Lele bought are so sweet——"

As a result, the noise on the set disappeared, and Makino nodded and said, "Eat."

The author who came along with him accosted him and said, "Hey, you were filming the scene where Wen Zhuyu picked up Mu Changfeng just now, weren't you?"

Wen Ya didn't know who this person was, and was about to speak when he heard Mu Ye say in a muffled voice, "Headache."

Wen Ya was taken aback and wanted to touch him, but there were so many people on the set, it would be inappropriate to be too intimate, so he hurriedly took him to find a place to rest, casually said "I'm sorry" to the man just now, and didn't care. I don't know why that person came here.Fortunately, the next few scenes were not his, so he asked Xiao Changfeng's mother to borrow the tent, and found his own folding chair for Makino to sit on. He reached out and touched his head, and said worriedly: "Are you dizzy?" ? Is it because the black clothes absorb too much heat, and you have sunstroke?”

But the highest temperature in the past few days has just reached [-] degrees, so it's not likely to suffer from heat stroke.

Makino shook his head, looked up at him, with crooked eyebrows and a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking in a good mood, suddenly he put his arms around his waist and said, "It's too noisy outside."

Wen Ya was taken aback, and then realized that he didn't really have a headache, but just a fit of emotion. He was so angry and funny, so he pinched his face randomly twice, and sighed: "Innocence is completely gone, I can see it now." We got into the little tent."

Makino frowned unhappily, pulled the man onto his lap, and reached out to touch his neckline.

Wen Ya was shocked and said, "Isn't this appropriate?!"

□□Learn about the world.

But he didn't hide.

Makino touched the ring he was wearing on the leather rope, and his face was much more satisfied. He fished it out, pinched it with three fingers, and raised his eyebrows teasingly, as if to say "Innocent?"

Wen Ya: "..."

Juj was a little disappointed what was going on.

Wen Ya sent the ring back and complained: "I don't know if this is my illusion, but I always feel that you have become bad. You would never stick your hand into my clothes without saying a word."

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Makino pecked lightly on his lips, the folding chair was unstable and fell over directly, so he rolled onto the nylon cloth with the other person, pressed him down and kissed him forcefully and urgently, breathing intertwined Suddenly, Makino whispered, "I miss you."

Everything else is not worth mentioning.

The important thing is, I miss you.

Wen Ya didn't know why, but suddenly his chest felt sour, and he murmured: "I miss you too." He buried his head in his chest, and pressed his ears against his heartbeat.

The two of them hugged each other in such a small space for a while, Wen Ya suddenly felt a little sleepy—he had a low fever last night, and he took medicine again today. His arms were safe and secure, sleepiness soon rolled up, he vaguely remembered something he seemed to have forgotten, and asked in a low voice: "Who was that person who came with you just now?"

Makino said, "Tool man, it's not important. Go to sleep."

Makino slept with him in his arms for more than an hour. Even though he had left his phone aside, he stared at him the whole time, as if he didn't feel bored at all.

When he was about to play, the two phones that were thrown together vibrated a few times. Makino didn't unlock it to watch, but shook him lightly, half awake, before whispering Said, "The biopsy results are back."

Wen Ya trembled three times unconsciously, and before he opened his eyes, he hurried to touch his phone. Makino hugged him tightly like comforting a child frightened by a nightmare, snored twice on his back and neck, and said: " I've seen it, no."

Wen Ya breathed a sigh of relief, arched his head towards his chest, and said softly in a nasal voice, "That's great."

After speaking, he was a little scared again, his body tensed up again, and he asked, "It's not... that, what is that?"

With his hand still on his back, Makino reported the name of the disease, and explained: "Drug treatment. Glucocorticoids are used, and he will gain weight."

Only then did Wen Ya relax completely, and readily accepted the fact that he might gain weight, "If you get fat, you will get fat. If it's a big deal, then losing weight is not a big deal."

Makino hugged him, was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Do you know what the body fat percentage of a normal adult male should be?"

Wen Ya said: "This is all the self-requirement of practitioners in the performing arts industry."

Makino nodded to show that what you said was right, and patted his head through the wig.

Wen Ya picked up the phone, looked at the email he just received for a while, and sighed: "I never thought I would have such good luck."

Makino said, "Your luck will be better in the future."

Wen Ya stood up and kissed him, smiled, "Then tell me about it."

Makino raised his eyes to look at him, smiled slightly, and said, "You will be free from disease and disaster, and live a long life—"

"All wishes come true, and grow old with my lover."

The two of them stuck together in the small private space for more than an hour, and suddenly they understood the phrase that spring night is bitter, short day is high.

Just after filming the afternoon scene, Xiao Changfeng, who discovered that the small tent was occupied, mysteriously gossiped with Xia Xia, who was squatting near the tent watching the wind, "Sister, Brother Ya, why haven't they come out for so long?"

Xia Xia was very bitter, and thought to herself, what can she say, won't she really teach children badly?

After racking his brains and thinking for a long time, he could only whisper into his ear and say, "They are beating the king."