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28. Since it's too late

Dou Biyue, who was invited by the monkey, went back the same way, but failed to find his book bag.

He was sweating profusely from anxiety, and his mouth was dry. He happened to see a small herbal tea shop on the street, with two or three pairs of tables and chairs, and only one customer.

Dayue bought a large bowl of herbal tea and sat down next to the man.

Kang Ningmeng had never seen such an upright and confident table-sharing person like Da Yue, and he was so frightened that he quickly drank a big mouthful of herbal tea.

"Brother, I don't want to fight with you, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Da Yue simply felt that he and Kang Ningmeng were destined to be able to bump into each other twice a day.

I'm just taking a sip of herbal tea to strengthen my courage, don't bother me, I'm free, you continue.

Kang Ningmeng took another sip slowly and said, "Brother Yue, did you find your book bag?"

Da Yue shook his head, but said, "My surname is Wen, and the single name is Yue."

"Oh, Brother Wen...!" Kang Ningmeng seemed to think of something, and couldn't hold back his smile, "I'll call you Da Yue."

In fact, Wen Yue doesn't like to mention his surname to others, and Kang Ningmeng is willing to avoid that name, so he naturally wishes for it.

"Since you know my name, shouldn't you also let me know your name?" Wen Yue seemed to be buying and selling.

Kang Ningmeng stared at Wen Yue with black and white eyes, and suddenly his head became hot, "My name is Gu Meng." The next second he changed his words immediately, "My name is Kang Ningbai!"

Wen Yue raised his eyebrows, "Real name?" The ending was cheerful.

Kang Ningmeng hesitated for a moment before surrendering, "Well, actually my name is Mo Qianyan."

Wen Yue curled his lips when he heard this, thinking, Mo Qianyan's name is a bit girly, and it can be the name of the supporting actor in his next novel No. 30 who pesters the hero three times.

Kang Ningmeng didn't know, but it only took an hour for the quick-witted Wen Yue to figure out the general content of his next book, the protagonist's relationship background and emotional direction.

Wen Yue wrote vigorously on the only piece of paper left, "Wonderful, wonderful, this will be a wonderful book! It will last forever with me, and my name will last forever!" Talking to himself, he wrote hundreds of books. words.

Wen Yue is a talkative chatterer who is unwilling to be lonely, but Kang Ningmeng is just a chatterer who automatically shuts down when he has something on his mind.

Seeing that Kang Ningmeng didn't show the curiosity that Wen Yue expected, Wen Yue felt unwilling, and continued to tease Kang Ningmeng, "It's such a shocking relationship. Are Ding and Xie Ya'er willing to be looked down upon by the world and hold hands until they grow old?" , or is it destined to be irrelevant, with hatred for the rest of my life?"

As Wen Yue spoke, he sighed.

Kang Ningmeng followed his words and asked, "The story of Ding Xian and Xie Wuya?"

"No, no, it's the love story between Ding and Xie Ya'er." Wen Yue firmly denied it, shaking his pen.

Isn't that Ding Xian and Xie Wuya?

Only fools and blind people in Xuyang City couldn't see this simple and crude use, and Kang Ningmeng was neither blind nor stupid.

You can't force him to open his eyes and tell nonsense just because he doesn't read much, right?

Wen Yue cleared his throat, took a sip of herbal tea to moisten his throat, and began to tell Kang Ningmeng the story he wrote about Ding and Xie Yaer.

Wen Yue's imagination was beyond ordinary people's imagination, and Kang Ningmeng was so surprised that he forgot to close his jaw.

In his writing, on the day Xie Yaer was born, the rapeseed flowers in the village were cold in patches, and a wine and meat monk walked to Xie Yaer's house to beg for alms.

As soon as Xie Ya'er's mother opened the door for the monk, the monk's expression immediately became solemn.He made calculations and said that Xie Ya'er's fate would be a catastrophe, and he must come to Xuyang City in a few years to spend his catastrophe.

Of course, in Wen Yue's setting, Ding is his doom for Xie Yaer, and Xie Yaer is also Ding's doom.

As early as when they first met each other, their love was deeply rooted, but God's will played tricks on them.

Falling in love between a man and a man is against Chang Lun, besides, Ding is also a famous Confucianist, and Xie Ya'er is his student.The two naturally suffered deep malice from all directions.

As Kang Ningmeng listened, he always felt that Wen Yue mixed other people in Ding's setting.

Because Kang Ningmeng found the shadow of Gu Bai in Ding, and he found his own shadow in Xie Yaer.

He was a little apprehensive, a little scared, and even more confused.

"Then your story, is it a tragedy in the end?" Kang Ningmeng, who was originally silent and attentively listening to Wen Yue's speech, asked suddenly.

Wen Yue himself didn't think about the ending, so he didn't know how to answer Kang Ningmeng, so he had to ask, "How many people dare to break the shackles of ethics?"

How many people dare to break the shackles of ethics, and how many people can break them?

Kang Ningmeng suddenly covered his face and took a deep breath.

Wen Yue noticed the subtle change in Kang Ningmeng's mood, watched his words and feelings, and ended the previous topic.

Their conversation afterwards was lengthy and meaningless.

The sky is gloomy, and the wind and rain are about to come.

When Ding Xian was looking for Gu Bo under the dark clouds above his head, he happened to see Kang Ningmeng coming out of the ancient mansion, rushing all the way, and when passing him by, he actually called him "teacher" in a tired voice.

Ding Xian stopped and looked at Kang Ningmeng for a while.

Kang Ningmeng's back was already thin and slender, rustling in the night wind.

Gu Bai was sorting out official documents in his study, his brows were gradually furrowed, and the chill was striking on his face.

Ding Xian came in from the outside, but no one notified him.

He put down the curtain, glanced at Gu Bai, and said, "Have you had a fight?"

In Ding Xian's question, there is no reference, and there is no need for reference, Gu Bai knows it best.

"Isn't this exactly what you've been wishing for?" Gu Bai's hands continued to move, calm and cold, but his words implied sharpness, and he answered irrelevant questions.

Ding Xian was also worried about Xie Wuya's affairs during this time, and he briefly browsed through the things that Gu Bai handed him,

Ding Xian found that he had already lost the right to speak on the matter of Gu Bai and Kang Ningmeng.

After Ding Xian left, Gu Bo watched the continuous drizzle outside the window, with a sound like broken jade, and a gloomy shadow flashed in his eyes.

And why doesn't he know what should be given, what should not be given, and what should never be given.

But sometimes, people always let their emotions overwhelm their reason and gain the upper hand, and when they wake up, they realize that it is too late.

He has been unable to get out of this relationship.

The author has something to say: funny than moving: QAQ is finished as soon as you write the emotional part [It seems that if you don’t write the emotional part, you will be finished QAQ]

#Boring Small Theater#

#Let’s have some connotation and relax~#

Ye Lingyun [confused]: They are all bullying students, why is only Ding Xian angry all year round?

Dayue [a flash of inspiration]: This should be Xie Wuya's question.

Ye Lingyun [shy]: I seem to understand something