You are really not the father of the child

Yan Qing looked at Weibo.

He usually reads hot searches and leaves after reading the news. He has no habit of reading comments at all.At this moment, he was awkwardly scrolling through the comments under the most popular Weibo, and the fingers that slid the screen became more and more forceful and pale.

[This screenwriter is so good-looking, no wonder the two bosses are hanging around. 】

[No close contact at all, just a hitchhiking ride between colleagues, took Lu Yuanxing away, reported it, fans of gossiping behavior don't make appointments. 】

[Calculate as half an insider.Some time ago, I heard that some melons came out of the new project of Transverse, and when I was eating melons, I said it was a matter of plagiarism.It seems that the owner of the studio who wants to sign the contract copied the idea of ​​the studio employee, and finally crossed the contract with the employee directly. 】

[Who knows if it is because the boss plagiarized and went to the employee?He looks so good-looking, if he really has no inside story, if he doesn't want to become a star and make a lot of money, what kind of screenwriter should he be?Maybe it's because the two bosses who coaxed them are happy, and they poured dirty water on the boss, right? 】

[They are all a studio, they say each other plagiarized, no one is clean.Screenwriters are actually playing this trick these days, the entertainment circle is worthy of entertainment for all. 】

【…】

Yan Qing looked down at these popular comments with an extremely impressive number of likes and replies, holding the phone tightly with one hand and clenched with the other, with his fingertips deeply embedded in his skin.

There is not only one Zhong Fenghe in this world.

Even if it is moved in front of everyone, under the hard truth, no one wants to believe that an experienced senior will steal ideas from a newcomer.

The trending search was obviously intentional, but in a short while, the trending search of #露远星横越内内# jumped from a low level to a high level, with a label of "explosive" falling behind it.

The heat is too high, and there are too many people who are bored.

Yan Qing didn't even read a comment on Weibo, but someone had already scraped his information in human society.

[Second university?The shady scene is confirmed, and the first contract of the screenwriter of Erben University is Traverse, the best deceptive behavior of the year. 】

[See what I picked up?He was actually a child who grew up in an old theater. If I remember correctly in that old theater, was he arrested for sweeping/pornography/beating/non-examination last year?I didn't know how to grow up when I was a child, it really wasn't a good thing. 】

No, the original people in that old theater were really good.When he was still in the rose form, there would be people pruning extra branches for him, and even talking to him.It was only later that he entered human society, and the old theater seemed to be handed over to others, and he no longer knew what happened afterwards.

It didn't take long for Yan Qing and Zhong Fenghe's Weibo posts to be discovered.

It's just that Zhong Fenghe is now entangled in debt lawsuits, and he can't protect himself. His Weibo has been turned over and over again, but Yan Qing, who only posted a Weibo with the words "It's snowing", has more than [-] comments. Rapid increase.

Some felt that Geng Yihuai was just playing around, that a big boss like Geng Yihuai must have something inside, that Lu Yuanxing was framed, that Lu Yuanxing was being slandered, but Yan Qing was the original sin.

To be born is to sin.

Holding the phone in his hand, he stared at one of the sentences "A person born in such a bad environment must not be a good guy" for a while, until the screen of the phone turned gray, and he sat on the bed with his knees folded, a rose tree with branches hanging down, Slowly moved into the balcony outside the window, and merged with the group of unconscious flowers and plants.

When Geng Yihuai heard about this from Li Mushan, he didn't drive the car, and went home with his demon power.

The melodious sound of the piano came from the villa. Tao Ning was wearing an elegant suit, and his fingertips were dancing on the keys.

Geng Yihuai didn't intend to bother him, and walked towards the stairs amidst the soothing piano music.

The piano music was heard suddenly.

Tao Ning looked at the score, and stopped him without looking back: "Old Geng."

Geng Yihuai has already stepped up the steps.

Tao Ning sighed, got up slowly, and turned to look at Geng Yihuai: "I went back to Yaozu for a meeting today, and Tian Qingque told me something about Yan Qing. I think you should know before going up."

Geng Yihuai stopped in his tracks.

There seemed to be no waves on his face, his eyes were looking at the direction where he was lying on his side, and there was a rare anxiety buried in his deep blue eyes.

He concealed his anxiety, turned around, and sat down beside Tao Ning.

"what's up?"

Tao Ning was heartbroken: "You used to tell me to shut up at times like this! I value sex over friends!"

Geng Yihuai glanced at him.

"I'll tell you now!" Tao Ning took out a compressed biscuit from his expensive suit, poured it into his mouth, chewed it, and said immediately, "Did he tell you where he was formed?"

There are tens of thousands of creatures in the world, and every monster that can give birth to consciousness and cultivate human form, most of them have a long period of cultivation, either plain or ups and downs.

But now that the demon clan is withered, apart from the spawned ones, there are not many naturally raised ones.He only knew that Yan Qing was a "wild monster". As for the others, neither Yan Qing nor Geng Yihuai asked.

He shook his head: "I don't know."

Tao Ning raised his lips, and there was a hint of helplessness in his smile.He straightened his expression: "At the foot of Private Huai Mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, Geng Yihuai's eyes darkened, with complicated emotions hidden in his eyes.

Private Huai Mountain is not far from the place where they picked mushrooms together that day.Closer to the hole... closer.

Going deeper into the private Huai Mountain, it is the forbidden place of the monster race, where the light has fallen and the darkness has risen for thousands of years.

Tao Ning continued: "Although there are few wild monsters, there are always several in each clan. Moreover, most of the wild monsters are raised by nature, and their power is higher. You don't even hold meetings with the elders. , the bloodline is becoming more and more important, but no one will push away the wild monsters who are good at cultivation. But Yan Qing...is an accident."

Accident?

At this moment, Geng Yihuai's mind is on the side sleeper upstairs.There was no one in the side sleeper, and on the balcony there was a rose that was out of season, with its branches drooping and looking lifeless.

He suppressed the idea of ​​going up now, and said in a low voice, "Accident?"

"Yes, an accident. Not long after he was born with consciousness hundreds of years ago, a major event happened near the entrance of the cave. You should also have the impression."

Geng Yihuai nodded.

In the past few hundred years, because of his suppression, although the entrance of the cave will be unstable, it can be called a major event, only once.

It was the chaotic period of human society at that time, perhaps because of too much hostility, the hole that had been suppressed for many years was completely broken through for the first time, a rare black monster ran out of it, and countless black monsters were also brought out.

Many humans died near the entrance of the cave, and Geng Yihuai killed until the old wounds recurred, and finally the dust settled, and the big cloud of black energy that had been fighting with him for a while disappeared.

That big black demon actually had a way to kill his life, he was clearly beheaded by Geng Yihuai, but he still escaped alive - until now he has not been found.

Tao Ning said: "After that incident, the Huayao Clan discovered Yan Qing's just-born consciousness at the foot of Private Huai Mountain. You said that a wild monster who was born with consciousness at the time of the black demon's chaos has been using the orthodoxy of the Monster Clan for so many years. Not only is it not as powerful as other wild monsters, but its power is low. No matter which clan you put it in, the idea is the same."

"—bad luck, suspicion."

Geng Yihuai had disappeared.

Almost the next moment, the man appeared in front of the confused and aggrieved rose tree, slowly half-knelt down, and looked at the other side.

Sensing his arrival, the rose tree trembled, and all its branches retracted, as if wanting to become more inconspicuous.

He called out in a low voice: "Yan Qing."

The petals trembled, and a few wilted branches and leaves fell from the branches.

Its thorns bloomed unobstructed, encircling all his foliage and rhizomes in a protective gesture.But the man didn't seem to notice it, just hugged it like this, circled the whole little rose tree, and brought it into the side sleeper.

The little flower demon hurriedly took back the thorns, and the roots subconsciously wrapped themselves around Geng Yihuai's hand.

"I've let Mu Shan handle the matter." Geng Yihuai sat down beside him and said softly, "Don't worry."

After a while, the little flower demon said softly, "...I can handle it myself."

Geng Yihuai didn't retort: ​​"Okay, but I'll let Mu Shan deal with the comments first."

He had read the comments before he came back.

After all, all the faults were placed on Yan Qing.His origin, his past experience is itself a kind of fault.

That's why Tao Ning stopped him at the door and told him those things in advance before he came up.

"Mr. Geng..." Zhiye lifted up slightly and rubbed his cheek, "Sorry, I have an appointment with you today, but I'm afraid I can't do anything now—"

"But I think so."

"what?"

"I still want to go on a blind date with you, right here, right now."

The little flower demon obviously did not expect this answer, but he did not refuse Geng Yihuai: "Okay, okay. Then I will change back to human form now..."

"Need not."

The next moment, the shirt was spread out in front of his eyes, and the little flower demon's root-wrapped hand suddenly emptied, and a soft and slippery thing entangled him.

The buds trembled.

"Mr. Geng...? Is this your real body?"

"Yes. Since it's a formal blind date, let me introduce myself first."

He circled the rose tree a few times, and finally his head rested next to a half-opened flower bud—it should be the one that often popped out of Yan Qing's head.

The red scales are intertwined with the bright red of the rose, which is inseparable.

"Are you...a snake?"

The dragon horn was put away by Geng Yihuai.

"Yes, I am." He chuckled, and what he said next was the truth, "I don't know if my blind date will dislike me. It's a small and ugly red sea snake, no matter how hard it practices, it has no demonic power .When I just broke my shell, my father threw me into the depths of the universe. If Tao Ning hadn't picked me up back then, I might have died a long time ago."

He rarely speaks on weekdays, but whenever he speaks more, his magnetic voice keeps running into Yan Qing's ears, and he can always tease Yan Qing's thoughts.

The green branches and leaves touched his head lightly.

Geng Yihuai's dark blue eyes, which had turned into vertical pupils, moved slightly, restraining their tenderness.

Most of the frustration in the little flower demon's voice seemed to have disappeared, and her voice slightly raised: "Red is beautiful, and you, you are also beautiful..."

Geng Yihuai chuckled: "So our blind date succeeded."

"Huh? So soon? I haven't introduced myself yet."

"I have seen your body."

"And my origin—"

"Do you have parents?"

The bud swayed, "No."

Geng Yihuai said word by word: "My parents are long gone. So what's the background? If you have a good background, I don't deserve it."

The setting sun hangs outside the window, the winter dusk comes too early, the crimson smudges the sky, crosses the clouds, and shines on the earth.

Before the Weibo hot search appeared, Yan Qing typed the draft all afternoon and prepared a long speech.

He thought about many kinds of theories, and made several days of mental preparation, in order to explain his ordinary but unlucky past to Geng Yihuai.

It all seems to be useless now.