Chapter 235: Friends
Could it be that Yang Fan had some intentions? Ying Caige couldn't help frowning.
No, it was Zhou Dabao who caught me, and it was he who rescued me from Zhou Dabao's hands. Although the possibility of collusion between him and Zhou Dabao cannot be ruled out. But Zhou Dabao has indeed been killed by him and turned into a corpse demon. Even if he really conspired with Yang Fan, it was just a cooperative relationship, so why didn't he even do it and go to be a corpse demon? Moreover, when he thought of Yang Fan's simple appearance in the broken ancestral hall, Ying Caige would never believe that Yang Fan would have any tricks.
What she prefers to believe is that Yang Fan's behavior is real.
In fact, Yang Fan is indeed like this, he is with Ying Caige, although he knows the identity of Ying Caige, but Ying Caige is unwilling to say, so he will not ask. Ying Caige wants to play, he just has time, so he will play with her, which is a very common thing for him. The only premise is that he has regarded Ying Caige as a friend.
Yang Fan has few friends and even fewer girl friends, and at his age, he likes to make friends. There is no intention, no calculation, no means. Everything Yang Fan did was still those four words.
Feel free to do whatever you want.
Ying Caige looked at Yang Fan seriously and said seriously: "Yang Fan, in fact, I guessed that you were a snow night killer when I was in the academy, it seems that my intuition is really accurate." But I have a question, I invited you to the attic at the academy that day, why didn't you come?"
Seeing that Ying Caige's expression became serious, Yang Fan also restrained his smile and said, "Why should I come?"
Ying Caige said: "You didn't come, because you were afraid that I would see through your identity as a killer on a snowy night?"
Yang Fan said: "If you can't see through it, you can't see through it face to face." If you can see through it, you will see through it if you don't meet. You're thinking too much about this. The reason why I didn't come was already told to you that day. I've never thought of myself as an ant, and I've never thought of you as an eagle, so why should I accept your invitation to be high up and tantamount to coercion?"
"You are very special, many people want to come up, but they can only open their mouths downstairs and look at them stupidly. ”
"That's because they think you're an eagle, a very pretty, unpartnered eagle. ”
"And what do you think of me? Do you think I'm an ant, and you're an eagle from above?"
Yang Fan shook his head and said, "No, I'm neither so humble nor so proud. ”
"Then what do you think of me?" Ying Caige was curious.
Yang Fan stared at Ying Caige's eyes, paused, and said, "I treat you as a friend." ”
The expression on Ying Caige's face froze, he looked at Yang Fan in a daze, and muttered, "Friend......"
I...... Can you still have friends?
Ying Caige suddenly felt that he was in a dream, as if he had heard a sincere sentence that could not be heard in reality. She knew that this sentence was from Yang Fan's heart. Although she had only known Yang Fan for one day, she could feel the truth in Yang Fan's words.
Friends, friends!
What a beautiful word!
I thought that I was destined not to have friends in my life. Even if there is, it's just the eight guards who can't get rid of it all day long, or the girl who serves herself, at most a clever little guy will occasionally pop up, which makes me happy, and I will also give him a false reward for the word friend, and what I get is still not friendship, but just the vanity of being held in the palm of his hand and can't put it down.
Friend, what a distant word for me.
Yang Fan suddenly laughed, looked at the change in the expression on Ying Caige's face, and said gently: "Caige, can we not talk so seriously in the future?"
"Not so serious?" Ying Caige said in surprise, "You mean...... Or do you talk like you did before? Is it okay? Is it really okay?"
"Absolutely. Yang Fan stretched out a hand, put it on Ying Caige's shoulder, and said, "In my heart, you have never been the head of the Ying family. The goose I know is just my friend. ”
"Really!?" Ying Caige's eyes widened.
"Of course it's true. Yang Fan smiled and said, "Unless you don't treat me as a friend." ”
Ying Caige said excitedly: "How come! Do you want to get rid of me? I tell you, I'm going to make a decision for your friend Yang Fan! You want to get rid of me now? I'm sorry, there is no door!"
Yang Fan opened his arms and didn't say anything, just looked at Ying Caige with a smile.
Ying Caige didn't say anything, threw herself into Yang Fan's arms and hugged him.
The north wind was blowing outside the window, and Yang Fan and Ying Caige hugged each other.
Ying Caige tried to lean his head on Yang Fan's shoulder, and when he saw that Yang Fan didn't say anything, he leaned forward with confidence.
At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and she silently said to herself: "We...... Are they just friends?"
Before dawn, under the big banyan tree.
Three men sit opposite each other in a triangular position. On the small round table, a few pots of warm wine and a few plates of appetizers are all left with the utensils for serving wine and food.
On a cold winter day, the cold wind is blowing, even if it is just a slight wind, blowing on people's bodies is like a knife twisting sword thorn, heart-wrenching. If it's around dawn, it's even colder. But these three people were drinking in the vast cold wind, not afraid of this terrible weather.
In this world, there is a kind of person who has the courage and the real ability to compete with nature, and the only one is the soul.
Obviously, the realm of these three men is not low.
The level of proficiency that relied on the fire soul power to resist the wind and cold was obviously a long time ago when he entered the fire soul realm. Then these three people, at least they are all in the Water Soul Realm.
At first, the three of them talked very well, but as the food and drinks gradually ran out and the sky became brighter, the three of them talked less.
After a long time, a man in a blue cotton jacket stood up, waved at the two men beside him one by one, with an indifferent look on his face, and said: "Two brothers, that Yang Fan spoke wildly, but he was not young and frivolous, but he really had the ability. We sat down all night and came to the conclusion that neither of us was his opponent. If this is the case, let each man go back to his house and report the matter to his clan, and then discuss it. ”
The two men beside him glanced at each other and nodded, and one of the oldest men stood up, bowed to the man in the blue cotton jacket, and said, "Well, if you act rashly and lose your life in vain, it will be too cost-effective." Zeng Xian, since you've decided, let's go back!"
Hearing this, Zeng Xian's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he said, "What about you?"
The elder said, "You've all returned, and of course I'm back." The three of us are not Yang Fan's opponents, aren't we all Yang Fan's opponents combined? I have to go back quickly and discuss with the clan. ”
He tilted his head and looked at another big man.