Little Mr. is one hundred years old

When Qing Huan saw M again, it was not in a magazine, but on a subway billboard—it was an advertisement for sunglasses, and besides M, there were two male models, but when M went to that station, the other two were only It could be a supporting role.M on the poster is wearing hair combed back, silver hair shawl, has a European-style classical temperament, polarized toad glasses frame on the high bridge of the nose, covering the eyes, and the slightly raised corners of the lips reveal a bit of evil spirit, which makes people feel I want to dig deeper - the scar on his face is gone, it should be needed for work, it seems that he is serious this time.

It's really hard to associate the shiny creature on the poster with a man wearing a black monk's robe not long ago with a sinister temperament and a strange voice. M is a person who is difficult to explain with common sense. He is always unexpected. Perhaps for him, the job of an artist now is the same as when he was playing a clown.For him, it is not how attractive or dazzling the role is, but whether the role is successful.

In the next few days, Qing Huan really realized that M was really popular, or popular.It was just a poster, and the advertisement was not even filmed. Many people began to search for news about this newcomer on the Internet. It's a face-to-face society.Apart from M, what makes Qing Huan realize this fact more deeply is the popularity of Long Zhao in school.A young male teacher, and a popular looking male teacher, not to mention he is knowledgeable and has a legendary mysterious background... All of this is just like in the novel, and the female students love this teacher very much Yes, it is obvious that the Chinese class is also a lot more active-if the original teacher Zheng knows, I don’t know how I feel.

However, Qing Huan always felt that those female students were just playing tricks, until he saw a girl confessing to Long Zhao with his own eyes——this kind of plot that only happens in movies was bumped into by him.The cause of the incident was that Qing Huan missed handing in the Chinese homework, but the Chinese class representative was busy. Although Qing Huan didn't want to see Long Zhao alone, she still didn't want to be caught by him, so she had to bite the bullet and go to his office up.Long Zhao's office is a separate office. When Qing Huan passed by, the door was not closed, but half-closed. When he was about to push the door and go in, he heard the voice of a delicate girl talking inside. But very boldly—

"Ms. You, I really like you, can you be my boyfriend?"

Qing Huan's hand touched the doorknob and stopped abruptly.

"Sorry, no." Although Long Zhao's answer was polite, it was decisive.

The girl paused, her voice changed a bit, as if she was suppressing something: "Why not?"

"One, I don't like trouble; two, I don't like you. Are two reasons enough?"

Qing Huan could even imagine Long Zhao's smiling expression when he said these words.

When the girl rushed out, she almost bumped into Qing Huan. Qing Huan was embarrassed to be caught, but when the girl saw him, her face was red, and she ran away while wiping her tears——

Qing Huan felt that she was embarrassing too, why did she encounter such a thing...

"What are you doing standing outside? Come in." Long Zhao's voice came from inside.

Qing Huan walked in, pretending nothing happened and put the homework on Long Zhao's desk: "This is my homework, I forgot to hand it in earlier."

Long Zhao didn't even glance at the homework, his black eyes looked at Qing Huan with interest: "Have you heard everything?"

Qing Huan reflexively wanted to deny it, but after thinking about it, she nodded: "Yes."

"How much did you hear?"

"Just a short paragraph..." But a small paragraph is enough to know everything.

"Then do you think it's right for me to do this?" Long Zhao asked again.

Qing Huan glanced at him before saying: "If you don't like her, you should refuse, otherwise you will be irresponsible and harm her."

"I understand." Long Zhao asked again: "Is there anyone you like?"

Qing Huan shook her head.

"Then," Long Zhao looked at him, "Is there anyone you've ever liked?"

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, realizing that she was like a child being questioned by her parents, and frowned: "This is my own business."

Long Zhao laughed heartily, and said after laughing, "You should understand yourself, don't get involved with human beings. Their lifespan is too short, they will end in a few decades, and they will be left in the end." You are the only one left, and there is still endless loneliness, at that time, the passage of time will become Ling Chi."

Qing Huan felt his throat tighten, his heart throbbed, his eyes flickered, he stared at Long Zhao, without blinking: "Tell me, how long can I live?"

Long Zhao stood up, walked in front of Qing Huan, looked at him condescendingly, raised his slender chin gently with his hand, opened his lips, and said in a low voice: "As long as I can live, you can live as long , we share one lifespan.”

How long does a dragon live?In other words, how long is the lifespan of a god? ...

Qing Huan didn't dare to think about it.

He grabbed Long Zhao's clothes, and his clear eyes were dyed like flames: "Why, why did you make me like this? Why me?!"

"Because we are destined." Long Zhao's eyes were deep, and he looked into Qing Huan's eyes: "At that time, at that place, it was you who appeared. Therefore, it was destined by the heavens, it was you, and it could only be you. "

Qing Huan let go of Long Zhao weakly, and he murmured: "But, I don't want to, I just want to be an ordinary person, a normal person with a lifespan of only a few decades, reincarnation of life and death... I can Don't want anything...why, why do you want me to become like this...such a monster..."

He has endured enough loneliness alone, watching other people grow old, sick and die, he can only be a bystander, he can't even interfere...

A tear fell from the corner of Qing Huan's eye.

Long Zhao wiped away the tears with his finger, he lowered his head and leaned close to Qing Huan, breathing mixed with his breath: "You are not a monster... Even if you are, you are a monster I created... We are the most compatible, how about ,let's be together……"

Her lips were covered with warmth, Qing Huan opened her eyes wide and looked at the enlarged face, his words echoed in her mind: Let's be together...

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"Master, here, ice cream." Xiao Lian handed an ice cream to Qing Huan.

Sitting on the sofa in a daze, Qing Huan paused, took the ice cream, tore off the packaging bag, and ate it slowly.Xiao Lian sat down next to him, secretly watching Qing Huan while eating her own ice cream, but she didn't dare to disturb him.

In the early spring, she wanted to eat ice cream, so Xiao Lian went to several supermarkets to get it.

"Xiaolian." Qing Huan finally spoke.

Xiao Lian's spirit was shaken, and she rushed over: "Well, master, Xiao Lian is here."

"Xiao Lian, how long have you been with me?" Qing Huan asked.

Xiao Lian thought for a while, then shook her head: "Xiao Lian doesn't remember, it's been a long time. At that time, the little master was still there, and it was the little master who watered Xiao Lian every morning..." Xiao Lian suddenly realized something, covered her mouth He opened his mouth, and his big round eyes were a little frightened.

"Little master?" Qing Huan looked at him: "Do you still remember 'little master'?"

Xiao Lian quickly pretended to be stupid: "Xiao Lian doesn't know, Xiao Lian can't remember, master don't ask Xiao Lian..."

Qing Huan slapped his chubby head: "Ghost spirit, stop pretending, tell me, how much do you remember?"

"Can you not talk about it?" Xiao Lian said pitifully, "I said...about the little master, the master will...will be unhappy..."

"I won't be unhappy." Qing Huan looked at him: "Tell me, tell me everything you remember."

Xiao Lian rolled her eyes, and said: "The master and the young master live on the mountain, and the master takes the young master with him wherever he goes. When the young master is naughty, the master will punish him, but when the young master acts like a spoiled child, the punishment will be lessened." Half... Later, when the little master grew up, he often went down the mountain without listening to his master's words. He would bring back many strange and weird things from the mountain, which were all very interesting things, but the master... the master was not very happy... I I have seen the worst quarrel between the master and the young master. It snowed heavily that day, and the master did not come back for a long time after he left. The master came back first, he looked drenched all over his body, and he looked terrible... That was the time I saw the little master cry the most. Fortunately, the master came back... Since then, the little one The master has never disobeyed the master's will again, he is very obedient to the master, Xiao Lian knows that the little master is very afraid that the master will abandon him..."

The ice cream in Qing Huan's hands melted, and he realized that he threw the ice cream into the trash can, and while pulling out a tissue to wipe it, he asked, "What's next?"

"In fact, Xiao Lian didn't understand the following things. Once the master and the young master went out and came back, the master took care of the young master. No matter what the young master said, he didn't talk to him anymore. The master even asked the young master..." Xiao Lian secretly Glancing at Qing Huan, he continued: "Let the little master go, but the little master is not sure, the master locked him out."

"and then?"

"The little master was locked outside and was attacked by wolves that night. When the master found out, he was covered in blood..."

"He's dead?" Qing Huan's voice suddenly changed.

Xiao Lian pursed her lips, "Xiao Lian didn't know... the master took the young master away, and the master came back after several days, and then Xiao Lian never saw the young master again. After that, Xiao Lian didn't see the master Laughed..."

Qing Huan can't remember what happened during that time, but only remembers that there was a person...a person who was very important to her.

"After about half a year, one day the master packed up his things, left Xiaolian with Abao, and left. This journey lasted for more than two years... Xiaolian thought the master would not come back..."

Qing Huan thinks about it, then she should go to England...