Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Zhong Li's villa is halfway up the mountain. When he drove up the winding mountain road, he didn't see any other vehicles. It was so quiet that he could only hear the chirping of birds.

The car drove into the carved gate covered with vines, roses and ivy. When Qing Huan got out of the car and saw the gorgeous villa building, what she thought in her heart was - what has Zhong Li done all these years?

"Huan, let's go in." Zhong Li took Qing Huan's hand very familiarly and led him in.

Qing Huan went all the way, saw gardeners, cleaners, babysitters, and several busy cooks in the kitchen—there were obviously many people in this villa, but for some reason, everyone kept silent tacitly, as if a All are deaf and dumb.

Seeing Qing Huan's gaze towards the kitchen, Zhong Li flattered him, "Huan, the kitchen will cook according to my menu, and what I write are all your favorite dishes."

Qing Huan glanced at him: "Are you so sure you will bring me back?"

Zhong Li laughed and said: "If you don't come back with me, I will eat everything I cook, and then let the kitchen cook the same dishes tomorrow until you come back—if you don't come back tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow, if you don't the day after tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... ..."

"Enough!" The boy who always had a sunny smile was terribly paranoid in his words.

When the dishes were actually served, Qing Huan saw that they were all her favorite dishes—vegetarian roasted taro, stir-fried lettuce, mushroom and rapeseed, fried cashew nuts with celery, braised bamboo shoots in oil, ground three delicacies, garlic snow peas, steamed white eggplant , Stir-fried Pleurotus eryngii with sprouts, crispy baked potatoes, iced molasses pumpkin and Chine horseshoe carrot soup.It's all vegetarian. Qing Huan took a bite, it tasted really fresh, and the oil used was also vegetarian.The dishes on this table are all home-cooked dishes, without using any special fancy techniques, and the taste is not bad at all from what Qing Huan ate in the big hotel before, but it suits Qing Huan's appetite even more.

"Is it delicious?" Zhong Li didn't eat it himself, but watched Qing Huan eat it.

"not bad."

"I specifically ordered them to cook home-cooked dishes. You should like them better, Qinghuan."

Qing Huan glanced at the kitchen and said, "But just cook these dishes, what do you need so many chefs for?"

Zhong Li smiled slightly: "Actually, every chef here has cooked a table of dishes. If you are not satisfied with the results of the current chef, I will immediately have someone remove it and replace it with another chef."

This is too light to say... Qing Huan slandered: No wonder I saw that the people in the kitchen were busy just now, I took a look in from the outside, the kitchen is quite big, like the kind of kitchen in a hotel ...

"Then if I think the dishes on this table are okay, what about the dishes made by other people?"

"Pour it away..." Seeing Qing Huan's frown, Zhong Li immediately changed his words: "I'm just kidding, everyone in this villa they have already made can eat, and if they can't finish eating, they will feed it to the stray cats and dogs outside."

Although Qing Huan didn't think those cats and dogs would be interested in these vegetarian dishes, at least they didn't waste it...

"Huan, let me serve you soup." Zhong Li served Qing Huan consciously, scooped up a small bowl of carrot soup and put it in front of Qing Huan: "Drink it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Yeah." Qing Huan couldn't get used to being served like this, so she could only speed up her meal.

"Eat slowly..." Zhong Li stared at Qing Huan intently, with a satisfied smile on his face——

Finally, finally, he didn't know how many times he saw this scene of sitting together eating in his dreams...

After the meal, Zhong Li still happily dragged Qing Huan to watch a movie on the sofa - Qing Huan noticed that the whole box of DVDs was brand new and hadn't been opened at all - it looked like they had just bought them.Qing Huan couldn't help thinking: Was watching a movie together planned? ...

Zhong Li asked Qing Huan for his opinion, and Qing Huan picked a literary film at random.So, the two of them nestled on the sofa and watched - Zhong Li was still tightly next to Qing Huan, and finally had to put his head on Qing Huan's thin shoulders.

Qing Huan wanted to refuse, but looking at the black head resting on her shoulders, the image of the two of them cuddling up and resting in the tree a long time ago flashed through her mind, so she had nothing to say.

Qing Huan didn't know when he fell asleep—maybe it was 10 minutes into the movie, or maybe earlier... Anyway, he fell asleep.

But when he woke up, he was alone on the sofa, covered with a warm blanket, and the screen in front of him had been turned off.The surroundings are quiet, only the sound of insects can be heard from the half-open French windows.

It's already dark...

Qing Huan looked at the time, it was already past seven in the evening.

Qing Huan stood up, but almost fell due to numbness in her feet, and she was unsteady. She supported the back of the sofa in time, but her knee still bumped against the coffee table, and a crystal cup on it rolled to the ground and broke into pieces.

Because there was a lot of movement, someone came in from the outside—it was the driver who was driving them. He didn't change his face when he saw the broken crystal cup, but said to Qing Huan respectfully: "Mr. Bai, You're awake."

"Hmm...you can call me Qing Huan, there's no need for honorifics." Qing Huan said awkwardly.

"Okay, Mr. Bai..."

"..." Qing Huan changed the subject, pointing to the fragment of the crystal cup on the ground: "I accidentally broke this one just now, how can I pay for it?"

"Our husband won't care."

"Then what about your husband?" Think about it, even though that boy is so old, he is called "Mister"... Qing Huan forgot that he is also called "Mister"...

"Sir, I have something to do. Let me take you home after you wake up."

"Ok."

Qing Huan still felt it was weird—Zhong Li, who was so clingy to her just now, was suddenly gone, and she didn't come to see her off when she was about to leave...

Qing Huan took the driver's car and left. He didn't see the villa while sitting in the car. The lights in the brightly lit villa were turned off in an instant, and the whole villa fell into a dead silence... Against the background of the surrounding street lights, it was not ordinary. spooky and scary...

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There is no moon tonight, and the sky is full of stars, so that the whole river is also dotted with stars.

Qing Huan sat by the bank, throwing stones into the river one after another.

A white figure carrying a white lantern came from a distance—it looked like it was walking, but it moved very quickly, and it arrived beside Qing Huan in just a few seconds.He tucked the lantern into his sleeve, and such a big lantern disappeared—then sat down beside Qing Huan, silently from beginning to end.

"You're here." Qing Huan knew who it was without raising her head.

"I'm not late, am I?" Shigeka asked.

"Anyway, I have plenty of time. I'll wait for you whenever you come." Qing Huan said.

"Of course I won't keep you waiting too long." Zhongjia smiled and looked at Qinghuan: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

Qing Huan held a stone in her palm: "I want to ask you, how can an ordinary person have a face that never ages?"

"You mean immortality?"

"I'm not sure if it's immortality, but it's definitely not old."

Zhongjia raised his eyebrows: "I don't think you need to know the answer, do you?"

"It has nothing to do with me..." Qing Huan paused and said, "It also has something to do with it...you just need to answer my question."

"Cultivate immortals and become enlightened, or degenerate into demons." Zhongjia's answer is very simple.

"Cultivating immortals... becoming demons..." Qing Huan frowned.

"However, your situation is another matter," Zhongjia said, "You signed a contract with blood, and your destiny is one."

Qing Huan sneered: "Then what am I now?"

"You are already outside the six realms, and you will not be able to regain your freedom until the one who lives with you dies in ashes one day." Shigeka added, "But when that time comes, you will also disappear into this world." When we go up."

Qing Huan sighed: "Do I still have the right to choose?"

"Since ancient times, how many people in this world have wanted to live forever." Chongjia looked at Qing Huan's lonely side face: "Since it is already a fact, why not accept it frankly?"

"It's the same whether you accept it or not." Qing Huan shook her head: "Back to the question just now. What will happen if you become a fairy? What will happen if you become a demon?"

"After cultivating immortals and becoming enlightened, you will be indifferent, and the past will gradually be forgotten, and all the troubles in the world will be irrelevant." Zhongjia explained: "Degenerate into a demon will not forget the original things, but greed, anger, ignorance and hatred Love and evil desires will be infinitely magnified, and you can do whatever you want, regardless of right and wrong."

Qing Huan thought of Zhong Li's appearance, he would naturally not become a fairy, but becoming a demon... Maybe it was because of selfishness, Qing Huan didn't think that Zhong Li had fallen into the way of a demon.

"There are also some crooked methods that can make people live forever, but the price paid is too high."

Qing Huan was startled: "What price?"

"There are many. It's just that it must not be that easy." Zhongjia looked at him: "How can there be so many easy things in this world? If you want to get something, you have to pay a great price."