my vegetable boyfriend

"Elder son eat more oatmeal at noon, and mom and dad will pick you up after school in the evening and take you to eat barbecue. Don't be too tired from studying during the day~"

"Yes, I see. Bye~"

Coming out of the house, little Yang Ziqian's bright smile on his mother just now disappeared, and what was still hanging on his face was dullness and gloom.

The young man with a slender body and a handsome face has an elongated face, and his whole body is cold. Coupled with his charming and sharp phoenix eyes, his demeanor is dusty and indifferent, and he is particularly eye-catching when walking on the street.

Walking to the school bus stop, Xiao Yang Ziqian met a few people he knew, and the sunshine and smile on his face were restored, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Sitting on the school bus, he stared out the window in a daze. What Xia Kun said on the phone yesterday resurfaced in his mind again...

"I told you to take the A university entrance exam... Don't talk about your far-fetched dreams... I don't know the so-called..."

Little Yang Ziqian remembered that last night, he insisted on scratching the blood on his palm with his fingernails before he could hold back and yell into the phone on the spot. After all, he didn't want to distract his parents who were starting their careers again.

Xiao Yang Ziqian wants to go abroad to study animation technology and animation company operation management. Although this idea is immature, he has planned it long ago.

However, Xia Kun said that he didn't want him to go abroad, and wanted him to stay honestly in University A's finance or media.

Thinking back to what Xia Kun said on the phone yesterday, his anger rose again, and little Yang Ziqian's head suddenly ached.

Little Yang Ziqian pursed his lips and pressed his temples vigorously without making a sound.

This problem started to appear in his sophomore year of high school. The doctor said that the oxygen supply to the brain was insufficient, so he needed to rest more.

But little Yang Ziqian didn't believe it all the time, because he had already practiced the spirit envoy technique, so it was impossible for him to have such a problem.

And when little Yang Ziqian asked about his master, his master was also rare and difficult to explain.

But fortunately, this kind of headache only occurs when he is angry and angry, and it is not very frequent.

Little Yang Ziqian sighed quietly, closed his eyes and began to calm down his anger, ignoring the two excited girls who were secretly filming him in the same row across the aisle.

Seeing that the child's emotions had stabilized, Yang Ziqian relaxed his tense nerves a little.

The past few years have passed quickly for him, almost all of which he has spent in cultivation.

While getting along with the two children made him anxious, it also made him reflect a lot, including his past thoughts and practices, as well as his understanding of love.

And he also wavered a bit about whether to separate the two of them, and now he has a little idea of ​​letting it develop naturally.

Yang Ziqian could feel that he was not far away from the moment when he left the child's body, because with his accumulation in the past few years, he already had a relatively solid and independent body, but he still couldn't break through the gap in little Yang Ziqian's body for the time being. Just the last layer of bondage.

Another thing that worries him now is that the white air on the child's body because of him seems to be getting away from the "shielding effect" of the bracelet, especially when the child is emotionally unstable, the white air The turbulence was so violent that it even put a burden on the child's body.

What's worse is that he can't control that layer in his body, so he can only hope that the child's mood can be stable at all times.

When Yang Ziqian recovered his emotions, little Yang Ziqian had already got off the school bus and entered the school.

The dean, who was scratching the "appearance" at the school gate, looked at Xiao Yang Ziqian's chestnut curly hair in various ways, but since last semester, Xiao Yang Ziqian took the photos of his childhood and the "parent certificate" and repeatedly affirmed that this hair is not Her old man had no choice but to let this "special case" go.

The dean turned his head, trying not to upset his "rigorous" self.

This made the men and women who stood in two rows at the school gate early in the morning because of unqualified hair, including Wu Qinghao who made faces at him, and Zheng Tiandong who gave him the middle finger.

When little Yang Ziqian saw the two of them, his mood suddenly improved for no reason, and he entered the teaching building wagging his tail.

Yang Ziqian looked at the two bad friends in this period, and shook his head while smiling wickedly, feeling deeply [You two will definitely regret it when you look back at the photos in the future...]

As soon as he arrived in the class, two girls who usually get along well with Xiao Yang Ziqian and love to gossip came over, holding a newspaper in their hands.

"Squad leader, look, look, our Chairman Xia is in the newspaper again!!"

After the girls shouted excitedly, the boys and girls who came early gathered around and chatted about the information they knew.

"Tsk! You didn't see the CCTV news last night, Boss Xia was so cool when he received the award!!!" The boy who spoke excitedly finished speaking, and made a cheap gesture of clasping his chest with his hands.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Gossip is the best way for this group of children who are in the most tense period of their third year of high school to relax, so after a while, the students gathered around the head of his class and chatted about the pride of their school - Xia Kun.

"I heard that Boss Xia is also a top-notch person in the Capital A University, and the programming design award he won this time is the first in China for so many years!"

"Ahhh, it's too bad, it's too bad, I can't listen to the class after talking for a while!!!"

"I'll go drink some water first..."

Little Yang Ziqian listened to the words of his classmates with a gloomy expression on his face.

Three years ago, although he failed in the high school entrance examination, he still got his wish and went to the same high school as Xia Kun. However, just one year later, Xia Kun, who was twice as high as him, took the college entrance examination and went to university.

Xia Kun is already a sophomore this year, and he happened to be a senior in high school.

Although the capital is not far from Province S, the two met much less often.

Two years ago, Xia Kun was admitted to University A with the best overall strength in country C as the No. [-] scholar, and made an exception for him to study three degrees in management, finance and computer science.

In the past two years, he has won some awards and achievements in software and programming. It is said that even a large multinational company in country M offered him an olive branch.

Facing such an excellent lover, even though Xiao Yang Ziqian tried to maintain a good attitude, he still felt a lot of pressure.

He doesn't want to compare and compete with Xia Kun, but he has always had such a knot in his heart. He wants to prove to the other party that he is no worse than "others" and that he can stand side by side with the other party.

However, what makes him depressed is that his ideals and goals have been denied by the other party, and this time the other party simply intervened in his plan at the most critical moment, which made him extremely angry and even more exhausted. .........

Sighing softly, little Yang Ziqian closed his eyes, and then, rarely speaking back to the enthusiastic students, he returned to his seat on his own.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls are basically sensible, and they saw that the squad leader was in a bad mood today, so they didn't talk to each other anymore.

Xiao Yang Ziqian sat on his seat, and Du Li, who was in front of him, turned his head worriedly.

"What's the matter? His face is so ugly. Didn't he suffer from insomnia again?"

Looking at his best friend who could comfort him most, little Yang Ziqian couldn't hold back his weak mental state, so he jumped forward and hung himself on Du Li's shoulder.

"Hmm..." Xiao Yang Ziqian's voice was very small with a little cry, which made Du Li frowned.

"It's because of 'him' again?" When Du Li said "him", his mouth was full of hostility.

"No, it's just that I'm a little tired recently...help me pinch my neck..." Xiao Yang Ziqian didn't bite the bullet this time and said "it's none of his business", but changed the topic .

Du Li's forehead twitched, obviously unhappy, but seeing little Yang Ziqian's attitude, he suppressed those "persuasion" words again.

Yang Ziqian looked at Du Li who was scolding the child for being useless while pinching his neck moderately, a scalding current surged in his heart.

Originally, he was worried that little Yang Ziqian would miss the three best friends in his previous life because of his influence in this life, but he didn't expect that even if his personality changed, fate would still be "unstoppable".

Xiao Yang Ziqian has a more cheerful and likable personality than him. Many people like to stay with him, and the four people who have the same aura are "attracted to each other".

At the beginning, this made Zhao Chaochao, who was admitted to another school, quite bitter. Even Long Chenggang, whose family moved to other provinces, called and complained.

Because of his clear mind and no inferiority complex, coupled with his trust and early enlightenment, little Yang Ziqian told the three iron men about himself and Xia Kun early on. As for Zhao Chaochao and Long Chenggang, he hasn't found a chance to talk about it yet.

When the kid made this decision, Yang Ziqian was terrified. Thanks to the "weird" brain circuits of his three friends, otherwise he thought that little Yang Ziqian was about to "be ruined". After all, such a big kid and the current period , it is not so easy to accept the existence of such "heterogeneous" around me.

Not long after the morning reading bell rang, Zheng Tiandong and Wu Qing went back to their seats in spite of the head teacher's angry gaze. Before sitting down, they glared at little Yang Ziqian.

"Pfft..." Xiao Yang Ziqian, who was propping his head up and doing a headache math problem, suddenly looked up and saw this scene, and his heart, which was still confused because of Xia Kun and the math problem just now, relaxed a lot.

【Two big fools hahahahaha...】Yang Ziqian also smiled vigorously, but when he smiled, tears came out.

The study situation in the third year of senior high school was very tense. When the class bell rang, the whole class was immediately silenced, and everyone seemed to be in a fighting state.

Seeing the child who temporarily let go of those negative emotions and devoted himself to the state of learning, Yang Ziqian also withdrew his mind and absorbed the "natural energy" around him.

After a while, the cell phone in Xiao Yang Ziqian's pocket rang.

He took it out and saw that it was Xia Kun's message.

[The old place at noon, I will find you]

Just nine words made little Yang Ziqian feel gloomy again.

He guessed that maybe his attitude was too decisive last night, that's why Xia Kun flew all the way back from the capital to "persuade" himself. When he thought of the other party's "orders" and "manipulation" that he didn't consider for him, he I just feel upset.

"call......."

Taking a deep breath, little Yang Ziqian lowered his head to do the paper again.

Du Li, who was sitting in the front, knew that the other party was suppressing something when she heard this exhalation, so she frowned and thought about finding an opportunity to have a good talk with the other party about him recently, after all, she didn't want her good friend Being distracted by other "shit" during such an important time.

During the lunch break, Xiao Yang Ziqian told the three of them that he wanted to go home to pick up some things, and then took a taxi to Changhe Park, which was quite a distance from their school.

This park is the place where the two often visited in junior high school and high school, but the "old place" Xia Kun mentioned is actually a peach tree forest.

Watching little Yang Ziqian get out of the car and walk into the park, Yang Ziqian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Yang Ziqian, who seemed to have a little more anticipation of danger since he practiced, felt the palpitations and immediately cheered up, and his "vision" spread around in an instant.

Little Yang Ziqian walked towards the peach blossom forest with a heavy expression, as if he was planning a possible quarrel or even a fight, but he clenched his fists to suppress all his emotions.

Walking quickly into the forest, little Yang Ziqian found that Xia Kun hadn't arrived yet.

He took out his mobile phone and paused for a moment. After all, he didn't want to talk to the other party first, so he put the mobile phone back in his pocket.

Little Yang Ziqian leaned against the tree trunk with luxuriant branches, his eyes gradually became blank.

"click,"

A crisp sound alerted little Yang Ziqian immediately. He thought it was Xia Kun coming, so he looked towards the entrance of the forest.

However, before he could show his astonishment at the person who appeared opposite him, he flew upside down in the next instant.

"Oh!"

"puff!"

The moment he fell to the ground, little Yang Ziqian jumped up, but a mouthful of blood still spewed out from his mouth.

Without bothering to wipe the corners of his mouth, little Yang Ziqian looked sharply at the fat man who was looking at him with a sullen expression.

"As expected of that old woman's apprentice, he was able to stand up after being hit by me." Fatty Wang walked towards little Yang Ziqian through gritted teeth, with a big belly.

"What do you mean?" Little Yang Ziqian stared at Fatty Wang calmly, secretly accumulating the spirit of attracting ghosts in his hands.

"You can't beat me! I advise you to do less petty tricks! I can kill as many as you recruit! It must be so heartbreaking for people like you to treat ghosts like people!" Fatty Wang saw little Yang Ziqian He said with a sinister face.

"You deal with me so blatantly, aren't you afraid that my master will find you!"

Little Yang Ziqian knew that at this time he would never be able to beat Fatty Wang who was said to have practiced for more than [-] years, so he began to think of ways to delay time until Xia Kun came.Because he knew that Xia Kun's current strength might not even match that of his master.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me! What kind of treasure have you eaten! Why is the aura on your body so strong!" Fatty Wang growled and said this sentence, but he was obviously a bit harsh.

Little Yang Ziqian knew that Fatty Wang must be afraid of Qi Sangpo, but since the other party dared to do this now, he must have been prepared, could it be...

Little Yang Ziqian suddenly thought of the possibility that Fatty Wang might kill someone to silence him, and he shuddered.

However, he didn't show it, he still calmly stared at the opposite person, but secretly made a posture of preparing to retreat under his feet.

Seeing that the young man didn't answer, Fatty Wang became obviously impatient.

Originally, he did it on a whim when he found an opportunity to take advantage of it today. After all, he had not made any progress in his cultivation for nearly ten years, and he finally found an "opportunity" to advance, but he has been secretly investigating for so many years and still hasn't figured it out. This made him, who has always been patient and cautious, take risks out of impatience.

Originally, he thought that a sneak attack would make the opponent faint, so that he could tie the opponent back, and try to force out the "shortcut" of the opponent's cultivation without revealing his identity, but who knew that this brat's strength was beyond compare. he expected.

At this time, the young man should be waiting for someone, and although he has set up a temporary blindfold around here, there is no guarantee that there will be an accident. It seems that a quick battle must be done, and if it is impossible, he will kill the other party and arrest his soul. …

Fatty Wang narrowed his eyes dangerously, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He secretly took a breath, obviously about to make a move.

If the person standing opposite him was someone with other abilities, even Xia Kun's powerful force, little Yang Ziqian could use his ghost control technique to get around.

But now the person on the opposite side is a spirit messenger like him, and a spirit messenger with a higher level than him. He can be sure that as soon as he casts a spell, the ghost he controls will turn around and deal with him even if he is not destroyed by the opponent.

Little Yang Ziqian didn't understand what aura the other party was talking about, but he guessed it should be something important in cultivation.At first he wanted to talk nonsense and try to delay the time, but the other party obviously couldn't wait any longer.

His thoughts turned rapidly, and at the moment when the opponent was accumulating strength, Xiao Yang Ziqian retreated towards the edge of the forest like lightning.

Seeing that little Yang Ziqian was about to run away, Fatty Wang kicked his legs, and his fat body shot forward quickly. At the same time, his right hand formed a claw, and he slapped the child's arm with one paw.

Little Yang Ziqian's pupils shrank because of the opponent's strange speed, and he only had time to raise his arm with all his strength to block it.

"Crack!"

The sound of bone breaking resounded crisply in the peach forest.

"I x your mother!!!!!!"

The vibrating roar suddenly exploded, and the white light on Xiao Yang Ziqian's body suddenly rose, and then his whole body fell to the ground with a bang.

In mid-air, Yang Ziqian's canthus was about to burst, and bloodshot eyes covered his entire eye socket. He gritted his teeth tightly, and the usually soft white air all over his body was crackling like lightning. Suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Ghost?!!!...No, no! You...what are you!!!!" Fatty Wang was thrown out by a huge wave just as he was about to grab the child. When Yi stood up and saw a "humanoid" object exuding terrifying power that he had never seen before, he was completely shocked.

"Fuck you! You'll know when I kill you!!!"

Yang Ziqian was going crazy with anger, and he was also mentally uncomfortable when he forcibly got out of the child's body just because of his anxiety, but his anger made him feel his own strength. At this moment, he had a strong emotion to vent, so he said As soon as he landed, he rushed towards Fatty Wang with his teeth and claws, and slapped him in the face with a slap.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Fatty Wang let out a scream, and when he looked up again, half of his face was bloody.

Yang Ziqian didn't expect his slap to be so powerful, he was stunned for a moment, but he immediately found that his accumulated strength was so reduced by [-]%.

No, the way I use my power is definitely wrong, or else it must not be the effect.

"God... brother god?!!!"

At this moment, Xia Kun, who noticed that there was a fight here, quickly felt that after breaking through the blindfold, he saw the familiar figure with his hands raised in midair for the first time.

Looking back, Yang Ziqian was very relieved to see the tall boy who had gradually become an adult now.

"Hurry up and send him to the hospital!" Yang Ziqian said deliberately with a straight face, pointing to the fainted little Yang Ziqian.

Fatty Wang, who had gone to Half-Life now, saw that the ferocious monster was distracted, and threw more than a dozen yellow talismans at Yang Ziqian with all his might, and then jumped out.

"Boom"

"Kang ku ku ku!!!"

"when!!!"

Huge dust and smoke were lifted up, Yang Ziqian subconsciously covered his mouth and nose.

When the smoke dissipated, Fatty Wang had disappeared.

Yang Ziqian naturally refused to let this disaster go back to the mountain, so he wanted to catch up with him.

But in an instant, Xia Kun rushed over with one step, grabbed his wrist tightly, and tore him out of the air.

Yang Ziqian frowned and looked at Xia Kun, and found that the other person's usually cold and sharp eyes had been covered with a layer of water vapor, and he looked a little pitiful.

"Brother Immortal...you are back..."

Xia Kun spoke with sobs in his voice.

Yang Ziqian didn't know how to answer, but thinking of the little Yang Ziqian who was lying on the ground, he quickly patted Xia Kun, "Quick! Go and see how he is doing!"

"No! I just want to know what's going on with you! I don't care what's going on with the others!!!!" Xia Kun became emotional as he spoke, and he grabbed Yang Ziqian and yelled, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Hearing this, Yang Ziqian should have been happy, but when he thought of little Yang Ziqian's devotion and forbearance over the years, his heart ached.

"Bastard Xia Kun! You really... let me down!"

"Yes! I'm a bastard! The bastard only wants Brother Immortal! Everyone else is going to die!!!!"

Xia Kun roared fiercely, his eyes glowing red.

Yang Ziqian was angry and anxious, and slapped Xia Kun's chest with his eyes wide open.

Xia Kun was kicked out with a bang, and fell directly beside little Yang Ziqian.

Yang Ziqian regretted it when he made a move, he forgot his current sturdy force value.

He calmed down on his own, planning to let Xia Kun send little Yang Ziqian to the hospital first, and wait for him to clean up the dead fat man before talking about the rest, so he tried his best to calm down and said, "Xia Kun, calm down first, and send him to the doctor for a while." Wait until I come back!"

Looking down to see the little Yang Ziqian with blood on the corner of his mouth, the impatient Yang Ziqian thought for a while, and couldn't help saying, "Look at your heart carefully, what is the most precious to you... .”

After speaking, Yang Ziqian turned into a streak of light and fled away into the distance.

Xia Kun was stunned by the beating, and when he came back to his senses, his immortal brother was no longer there.

He raised his hand in a daze, looking at the scratched hand and the bleeding, he was stunned.

"Cough cough cough...Xia Kun?......"

Hearing the sound, Xia Kun turned his head awkwardly, staring straight at little Yang Ziqian's slightly squinted eyes.

Little Yang Ziqian was dizzy and lost his mind. He felt as if he saw Xia Kun, but he didn't seem to see it. At this moment, cold words rang in his ears.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Just because of your existence, Brother Immortal doesn't care..."

The voice gradually weakened, and the feeling of suffocation came up.

Little Yang Ziqian seemed to see Xia Kun's abyss-like eyes that fascinated him in a trance, so he smiled unconsciously, but there was a bitterness in that smile.

"Xia Kun...do you know how much I love you...heh...you definitely don't know...but I know how much you don't love I........."

"I know you never like to look into my eyes.... because you don't want to see the real me..."

"You said... Who are you looking at...through me..."

"Oh...so tired...Xia Kun...so tired..."

Xia Kun woke up from the ecstasy, looking at the big hand on little Yang Ziqian's neck, the blood on his face faded instantly.

"Yang Ziqian!!!"

"Yang Ziqian!!!!!!!"

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As soon as Yang Ziqian flew into the air, he saw the dead fat man running in a hurry in the woods, so he immediately bent down, and rushed up like a falcon with ruthlessness and precision.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Fatty Wang was slapped more than ten meters away by Yang Ziqian who flew down, and his whole body became bloody, even one arm was broken.

"Please... please let me go... woo woo woo... From now on... I will be your cow and horse..."

Fatty Wang couldn't even run now, so he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Yang Ziqian frowned and flew forward, wary of this scum's tricks.

But even though he had paid attention, he was still a little tender in front of Fatty Wang due to his lack of actual combat experience.

Fatty Wang knelt on the ground, using his fat body as a shield, and took out a small gourd-shaped bottle from his waist.

Taking advantage of Yang Ziqian's approach, he made a few tricks with the only hand he could move, and then raised his head abruptly.

"Go to hell ahhhh!!!"

The moment Fatty Wang finished shouting, Yang Ziqian's eyes blurred. Just when he thought he was hit by something, he suddenly realized that it was getting dark.

No, it's not dark.

It's the entire sky...... At this time it has been covered by densely packed ghosts flying wildly...... ..

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Aww!!!!"

"Woooooo!!!!"

By the time Yang Ziqian wanted to run away, he was in no hurry, and he was surrounded by ghosts like a bee swarm.

And his body was swallowed by thousands of ghosts.

Almost instantly, Yang Ziqian lost consciousness, and even the heart-piercing, soul-crushing pain disappeared.

Vaguely, he saw the dead fat man who was also being chased by ghosts. At that time, the only thought in his mind was that...he deserved it!I die and you have to be buried with me.

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"This time it was my mistake, I apologize to you..."

"You... who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am, I just ask you, do you want to go back?"

"Go back?...Where do you go?"

"Go back to where you should go back......"

"I... Is there any place I can go back?... Go back! I want to go back! Please let me... …”

"The 'dream body' I made for you and the 'soul body' you repaired later are useless now. If you want to go back, you have to make a deal with me. This time it's my fault, but... …”

"Deal! As long as I can go back... I will make a deal with you..."

"...Okay, then...I want your 'kindness'...and your most...memory... …”

"it is good!!"

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The ear-piercing quarrel pierced his ears, and Yang Ziqian opened his eyes uncomfortably.

The moment the sun pierced his eyes, Yang Ziqian felt dizzy, dizzy, and nauseous. This feeling... resembled the concussion back then.

"Yang Ziqian!! Can you stop doing it!!!"

When the roar came, Yang Ziqian was shaken uncomfortably, but before he raised his head, several other voices rang out in disorder.

"Kuizi! Don't say that!"

"What does it mean to tell him to stop doing it!! Can you tell that scumbag Xia Kun to stay away from him!!"

"What did you say!!!"

"Stop!! Be quiet! This is a hospital!!!"

The confused Yang Ziqian tried his best to open his eyes, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was stunned.

what's the situation.............