After that, the two did not speak again.

Between the banquets, everyone was staggered.

Wang Xin deliberately praised the vice president, openly and secretly praised Luo Ying Xianjun's noble temperament, and praised her to the heavens and the earth, which is unique.

Luo Ying Xianjun just smiled reservedly, but the person standing behind her who poured wine for her had a much better attitude towards Wang Xin than he was indifferent at the beginning.

Ji An stared silently at the back and forth of a group of them.

Vague, seems to have learned something.

And it seems that he has learned nothing.

"How do I feel that this Wang Xin is very cunning? Well, it is not accurate to say that he is cunning, but it is inappropriate to use slick words, and the only thing that is certain is that this mentor of mine is very thoughtful. ”

Plates of delicacies were served, and another plate was removed intact, full of wine and food, and Vice President Luo Ying Xianjun left the table early in the morning under the pretext of having something to do.

Since then, people who think they have status in this academy have excused themselves to leave.

These people left, and the rest of the people sat down at the table again, and the atmosphere was even higher than before, and a few people made a lively scene that only a few hundred people have.

Among them, naturally including Ji An and Yan Ming.

The mentor on Wang Xin's left chatted with him.

"Brother Wang Xin, I saw a rumor on the weaving net before, saying that someone chased the goddess for ten years but couldn't, and was introduced to a formation mage to lay down the phantom array, but the phantom array dispersed, and the goddess still loved this person to death, I just wanted to ask, is it true? Is the phantom array really so magical?"

Wang Xin smiled when he heard it: "How is it possible? It is true to be affected by the phantom array, if you guide it well, it is not impossible for the person in the phantom array to have feelings for another person, but the phantom array is dispersed, and the influence is still there, then it is fake." ”

Another man deliberately raised the bar to him: "Are you sure? What if there is?"

He slapped the table and shouted: "No case! I, Wang Xin, dare to say this, it is impossible for anyone to do it, if there is, I will take off my head and kick him as a ball!"

… I always felt like I had seen it, and a brand new flag chess slowly rose against the starlight.

Ji An, who was immersed in eating vegetables, raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Xin quickly, and lowered his eyelids at a very fast speed.

……

The head hurts.

The mouth was dry, the temperature around him was very high, as if he was in a closed furnace, his chest, back and back were full of sweat, and he was sticky and uncomfortable when he stuck to his ill-fitting shirt.

As soon as he woke up, the tip of his nose immediately and faithfully reported that his body was constantly emitting a strong smell of alcohol.

This feeling is all too familiar to me.

It's a hangover.

Last night, I drank too much.

Yan Wenqian covered her head with a terrible headache, opened her eyes with some difficulty, and the blurred vision in front of her gradually became clear.

The next second, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"How could it be? How could it be you?"

In front of her is a room that she is familiar with, with blue and white as the main tone, fresh and natural theme, with a slightly scheming pendant, which is quite sweetly arranged.

Yan Wenqian couldn't figure it out, her memory was still stuck in watching the boss lady and the aunts quarrel, why did she appear in her room overnight?

What made it even more difficult for her to accept was why a person who should have died would appear in front of her?

Dreams?

Or is it an illusion?

Hearing the movement from behind, and the other party's stunned "How could it be you", the person who was originally facing away from her turned his head and showed a sunny smile.

"How can it not be me? Do you think that your one hundred and twenty pounds are all for nothing? If it is not me, who can carry you?"

Familiar tones.

Familiar teasing.

A familiar smile.

Yan Wenqian looked at him stunned.

"What, stupid?" the owner with a sunny smile walked slowly towards Yan Wenqian with a pair of straight and slender legs.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Wenqian's right cheek funny, his eyes were as affectionate as ever: "Okay, don't sit on the bed stupidly, get up and wash up, dirty little fairy." ”

Yan Wenqian looked at him without saying a word, her eyes not blinking.

She really wanted to tell herself that all this was an illusion, and the person in front of her, this person named Chen Mo, was dead!

Died by suicide.

But the exhaustion that kept pouring up from the depths of her soul, the vomiting and nausea in her stomach, the headache like a pins and needles, and most importantly, the heat of his hand touching herself, all told her that the person in front of her was very real.

Someone in her ear was saying, "He committed suicide a long time ago, and I don't know which ghost thing this one in front of him is." ”

Yan Wenqian didn't think about it, so she roared at the voice in her heart:

Fuck suicidal!

He's alive!

I was just hungovers and had an incredibly long and desperate nightmare, and now, the nightmare wakes up and he's back!

That's what she said to herself.

But she remembered everything in the nightmare, and after learning that he had committed suicide, the year-long life of the walking dead, and clearly remembered the bits and pieces that happened in a year.

She remembered what she had said in front of his tombstone.

"There are only two I care about in this world, one is you and the other is my grandfather. You're gone, but I still have my grandfather, and the Taoist Academy he cares about the most, but fortunately, he's about to retire from the Taoist Academy, so ah, wait for me a little longer, just wait a while. ”

Yan Wenqian raised her head, looked at the person close at hand, moved her lips, wanted to say something to him, and finally she just showed a weak but satisfied smile.

Chen Mo also smiled at her, as if he was defeated by her reaction, and sighed slightly: "Okay, okay, I owe you, you lie down, I'll help you put the bath water." ”

Seeing that he turned around to leave, Yan Wenqian immediately shouted.

"Wait. ”

Chen Mo stopped and looked at her funny: "What's wrong?, is it a headache or reluctance to give me up?"

Yan Wenqian leaned out nervously, raised her right hand, and her delicate fingertips carefully touched Chen Mo's cheeks, followed by eyelids, eyebrows, and finally hair.

Confirming that the person in front of him had the warmth that only living people have, Yan Wenqian unceremoniously took Chen Mo's arms for herself.

She shouted hysterically: "Chen Mo, you scumbag, why did you leave me? What is wrong with me? Why do you want to leave me!"

"I miss you! I miss you so much! I miss you crazy!"

"If you think there's something wrong with me, just say it! If you want to break up with me, just say it! Don't leave without saying a word, I can't contact you, I'll be very worried!"

She punched and kicked Chen Mo, glaring angrily, tears streaming down her face.

Chen Mo tried to speak softly, wanting to reach out and pat Yan Wenqian's head to calm her down, and also wanted to continue to maintain his warm and charming smile, his lips moved, but he almost burst into tears.

"I'm sorry. ”

The three words twinked on the tip of his tongue and swallowed again.

When Yan Wenqian calmed down, Chen Mo smiled at her: "Are you still a little uncomfortable?" I made shrimp porridge in the kitchen, do you want to drink a little to moisten your stomach?"

Yan Wenqian didn't let go, she nestled in Chen Mo's arms, and a dull but firm voice spit out from her mouth: "I don't want to eat." ”

Chen Mo asked angrily, "Then you say, what do you want to do?"

She looked up and said, "I want to go with you." ”

Eyes with tears, shining and shining like stars.