211 Smell
Missing, in this life, will you never see that person again? The one who gave himself hope when he was at his most desperate?
"I said, the way you look makes me want to find him, and then let him never appear in front of you again~" Wen Jingrong said softly and lightly.
"Hehehehe~" Meng Shuixin suddenly laughed, and then said, "Wen Jingrong, do you have anyone you want to care about?" I said I wouldn't get anyone to get it, including you, and if you want to find this person so much, then I'd be happy to see it. β
Meng Shuixin stood up and stepped on the cake that was broken on the ground, and the group was also pulled back by Wen Jingrong with one hand, Wen Jingrong hugged Meng Shuixin in his arms and said: "Although, I once said that you can use me, but I also hope that you can only use me, you must know that in this world, not everyone has the power to be used by you." β
Meng Shuixin pushed Wen Jingrong away and said, "Wen Jingrong, don't you say everyone is as good as you?" Just because I use you doesn't mean I'm going to take advantage of others, maybe there are some people I don't want to use no matter what I do! β
"For example, Drow?" Wen Jingrong leaned on the piano, unhappy or angry, and said lightly.
"Drow? Hehe. Meng Shuixin did it on the sofa, and used the woolen blanket imported from the sofa to wipe the cake cream on the sole of his shoes, "Even you don't believe that the person in my heart is Zhuoer, do you want to convince me to believe it?" β
Wen Jingrong walked to Meng Shuixin and stood not far away, and said, "1 million, but even if you have one million now, the designer of this blanket will not be designing exactly the same blanket." β
Meng Shuixin took off his shoes disappreciatively, nestled on the sofa and said, "Wen Jingrong, since you know that I can't like Zhuoer at all, why do you still ask such a thing?" β
Wen Jingrong squatted down to wipe his blanket with a napkin, as if he was very pityful.
Meng Shuixin bent down and grabbed Wen Jingrong's collar, pulled Wen Jingrong in front of him and said, "Why can't you speak?" I don't believe you're going to eat Drow's rough stuff or something, because you know very well that I don't like Drow at all. β
Wen Jingrong didn't raise his head, as if he was still cleaning up the carpet very seriously, and said slowly: "I believe that you don't have any feelings for Zhuo'er, but are you sure that you can control the natural attraction of jasper glass?" β
Meng Shui's heart was stunned, his hand unconsciously touched his heart, he had no way to answer Wen Jingrong's question Wen Jingrong was right, the jasper glass in his body has a natural attraction to the jasper glass in Zhuo'er's body, which he has no way to deny.
Wen Jingrong looked at the carpet that could not be wiped clean, sighed, stood up and said, "I like this carpet very much." β
Meng Shuixin glared at Wen Jingrong and said, "Then do you prefer me or do you prefer this carpet?" β
Wen Jingrong walked to Meng Shuixin's side and sat down and said, "Do you prefer me or do you prefer the owner of that tune?" β
"Childish!" Meng Shuixin said with a sneer.
"Aren't you naΓ―ve?" Wen Jingrong stretched out his hand and hugged Meng Shuixin tightly in his arms, "Now you owe me more and more to you, how can you pay it back?" β
"What do you want me to get in exchange?" Meng Shuixin leaned on Wen Jingrong's shoulder and said.
"And how about your lifelong happiness?" Wen Jingrong said.
Meng Shuixin was stunned, then laughed, his voice became louder and louder, and finally it was so small that even his body became trembling, Meng Shuixin knew the unknowability in Wen Jingrong's arms, and finally didn't stop until he couldn't even breathe, and then, he put his hand on his chest, breathed air, looked at the silent boy behind him and said, "The happiness of my life? β
Wen Jingrong looked at Meng Shuixin, nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Meng Shuixin's expression suddenly became very strict, and then he raised his head and looked at Wen Jingrong and said in an extraordinarily indifferent voice: "But what about Wen Jingrong, my happiness has already been betrayed to the devil, I have no happiness anymore, what can I do?" β
The smile on Meng Shuixin's face was ghostly, but the boy holding her didn't feel it even if he wanted to die, and still said in a gentle tone with gentle eyes: "Since you want to compensate me with happiness, my happiness is up to me, as for who you sell it to, it doesn't matter who I will help you get it back, the important thing is that you don't know what happiness you want?" β
"The happiness I want?" A flash of light flashed in Meng Shuixin's eyes, and then he smiled lightly, "If I say that I want the world to be trampled under my feet, and I want people who don't like it to be wiped out, wouldn't this happiness be a little cruel?" β
"Okay~" Wen Jingrong said with his migratory fingers and his long hair standing up in the heart of the dream.
"What?" Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong and said in disbelief, "You didn't hear clearly that I wanted to summarize this world, and even I wanted to go back to the four major families!" β
"Well, if this is the happiness you want, even if there are no four major families in this world, it will actually have no impact." Wen Jingrong said without hesitation.
Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong with a deep gaze: "Wen Jingrong, in fact, I really want to know, why do you really have such a confidence to trample the world under your feet, where does such confidence come from?" β
"These things are not important, and that's why you're by my side, aren't they?" Wen Jingrong doted on Meng Shuixin and hugged him tightly into his arms.
"Wen Jingrong, I want to go to Tianlu Tea House tomorrow, you can accompany me." Meng Shuixin rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, before Wen Jingrong could answer, he had already entered the dream first.
When the early morning sun stinged Meng Shuixin's eyes, Meng Shuixin got up from Wen Jingrong's bed, there was no one around, even when Meng Shuixin walked downstairs, there was no one on the table, and there was a button on the breakfast, and there was a note on the side.
"There's something, I can't accompany you."
The simple and clear Chinese without superfluous Chinese did make Meng Shuixin angry for no reason, he crumpled the paper into a paper ball and threw it into the trash.
There are very few people in Tianlu Tea House today, it can almost be said that there are none, and today's weather is also gloomy and not very good, Meng Shuixin had some sullen pain from the moment he stepped into Tianlu Tea House, but he didn't care, thinking that it was because he had a cold last night, but the pain was getting more and more obvious because he was getting closer and closer to Sun Peizhi's room.
Today, Meng Shuixin felt strange, Bao Ling didn't pounce when he saw himself as usual, only Bao Liang snorted when he saw himself coming in when he was counting things at the front desk.
Meng Shuixin didn't say anything with the idea of not worrying about children, but the feeling of physical discomfort became more and more obvious when he approached the owner's room of Tianlu Tea House, and he had to make Meng Shuixin suspect something.
Meng Shuixin knocked on the door, but there was no response, Meng Shuixin knocked on the door again, and at this time, someone outside would win: "Who?" β
"It's me."
The door opened, and the breath coming from inside was like a normal person smelling an excessive amount of sterilizer water, making people feel dizzy and uncomfortable.
"Fifth master, this is ......" Meng Shuixin's head suddenly became dizzy, but he had already fainted before he finished speaking.
In Meng Shuixin's dream, time seems to be very long and busy, as if centuries have passed, it is a desert that has been dreamed of countless times, that desert seems to have crossed the node of time, stopping and stopping in the farthest place in the world, the woman in the red dress, her long hair fluttering in the wind, the long sword in her hand dripping blood, dripping blood, as if it will never stop, as if the blood is half flowing out of the see.
There was a man standing behind him, and the man couldn't see his face, but Meng Shuixin could really feel that the man's heart was very painful, very painful.
The channel himself also felt very painful, he couldn't breathe, why, why did he feel so much pain when he saw the figure of that man, his head was splitting, and he couldn't breathe because of the pain, Meng Shuixin opened his mouth and wanted to breathe, but he opened his eyes at this time.
Meng Shuixin breathed a deep sigh of relief, the whole person became relaxed, but there was still a slight pain in his head, Meng Shuixin looked around, this is the room of Sun Peizhi I saw last time, although I didn't see it last time, but looking at this dazzling array of antiques, Meng Shuixin can be sure that this is the old man's room.
"Are you awake, little girl?" I saw Sun Peizhi come in with a bowl of things and said with a smile.
The little bar full of white beards moved and looked very kind.
"Why should I?" Meng Shuixin asked.
"You know that, right? The demonic energy in the Yin Ghost Divine Domain is leaking, and now we are doing the treatment of purifying the demonic energy, so it is inevitable that there will be some unpleasant smells in the air, but you will faint but it makes me feel the difference in points, is it the demonic energy that you accidentally contaminated when using the formation? Sun Peizhi put the things aside, and stretched out his hand to check Meng Shuixin's pulse.
Meng Shuixin quickly withdrew his hand, sat up and said: "I'm just feeling unwell recently, this kind of breath is the first time to ask, I'm not very used to it, I don't have anything to do, besides, this kind of pulse will not be very accurate, if I am really uncomfortable, I will go to the hospital to see." β
Sun Peizhi stroked his white beard, smiling very lovingly, he brought a bowl of black things next to him to Meng Shuixin, the black liquid emitted a smell similar to the smell in the room
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