"Wen Jingrong, why are you so sure, I don't really like Zhuoer?"

Wen Jingrong's eyes flashed slightly, but he was silent.

"Why don't you speak?"

Wen Jingrong leaned back gently, slightly fascinated his eyes and said, "I just suddenly feel that if you like Zhuoer, it will be a good thing." ”

Meng Shui looked at the young man inexplicably, and gently attached his hand to the young man's cheek and said, "So, are you encouraging me to like other men?" ”

"How long has it been since you didn't know what it was like to like someone?" Wen Jingrong didn't open his eyes, and the girl's hand groped clearly on her butterfly love.

Meng Shuixin was stunned and did not answer Wen Jingrong's question.

"If the teeth are better, let's go to Wanjia today, and we have classes tomorrow on Monday, I'm afraid we won't have time." Wen Jingrong asked.

"Okay." Meng Shuixin came back to his senses and said, "However, I don't want to take a car." ”

"That's not good, Wanjia is in Xicheng District, where we are far away, do you want to walk?"

"Wen Jingrong~" Meng Shuixin stepped forward, took Wen Jingrong's arm and said, "You take me by bicycle~"

"Bikes?"

Meng Shuixin nodded.

In this way, Wen Jingrong took Meng Shuixin to the car dealership and bought a pink bicycle, Meng Shuixin sat on the back seat of the bicycle, his hands wrapped around Wen Jingrong's waist, and his head rested on Wen Jingrong's body.

Wen Jingrong's waist was so thin that Meng Shuixin didn't dare to exert himself, as if he was afraid that he would break the young man's waist if he used his strength.

The street was noisy, but Meng Shuixin did feel that the young man seemed to be very quiet behind him, and he had the ability to make everything stand still.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Shuixin heard a singing voice floating into his ears: "

It's back in late spring in May

There are not many people in the early morning market

Children are singing in front of the door

The sun warms the streams

The catkins ride the strong wind

The people in the shadow of the trees want to sleep

The silent man began to be happy from this moment

Take off the puppet of winter

My melancholy white shirt

The first cigarette in the pocket of youth

I never dared to tell you when I first fell in love

There was only one bus into town

There are no cafes and luxury stores yet

Under the clear blue sky, a smiling face with his head held high

Love is simple. ”

Meng Shuixin opened his eyes dimly, the surroundings have become a wide and quiet road, there are few shops on the street, Xicheng District has only been developed in the past two years, and it is not like the prosperity of Yunyang City.

Meng Shuixin watched his car slowly ride past a video store, and the voice floating out of it carried the taste of long years: "It's very simple."

The bell rang for the sunset

The asphalt road jumps over the hillside

All the way to the north

It's something we imagined we never had when we grew up

A house covered with green vines

Neighbors under the eaves gallop in the twilight

In autumn, the persimmon trees are ripe enough for us to eat for a long time

The radio sat on the head of the bed

The playful teenager holds the comic book and doesn't let go

Sleeping with me is the sorrow of the moon

and pillows full of dreams, pillows full of saliva"

Those young years seem to be the things of the previous life, and such a simple childhood seems to have never been there.

It seems that whether it is in the previous life or in this life, his life seems to have nothing to do with the word simple, until the car is far away from the video store, Meng Shuixin is still obsessed with that song for a long time.

The bicycle went down, Meng Shuixin looked at his watch, what Wen Jingrong said was indeed not wrong, from home to here, it took five hours.

Meng Shuixin got off the word bicycle, the place where the car was parked was not a villa, and it was different from the newly built high-rise buildings around, to the courtyard of the farmhouse, but it was much larger than the usual farmhouse.

"This is, Wan Jia?" Meng Shuixin looked at the four words "Happy Farmhouse" written on it in front of him and asked suspiciously, "Are they doing farmhouse now?" ”

Wen Jingrong took Meng Shuixin's hand and said, "Let's go, you should be hungry, right?" ”

There was no one in the farmhouse, but there were apple and pear trees everywhere, and in the current season, the pear and apple trees were ripe and hung with attractive fruits.

There were three black and big wolf dogs in the courtyard, and when they saw Meng Shuixin and Wen Jingrong coming in, they let out a fierce and murderous bark, but when they saw Wen Jingrong, they all walked away quietly as if they had been poisoned for a moment.

Meng Shuixin looked at the surrounding manor that seemed desolate but there were obvious traces of human existence, and then looked at the fierce big black dog, and asked, "What did you do?" ”

"You're right next to me, don't you know what I've done?" Wen Jingrong said with a smile.

Meng Shuixin didn't speak, Wen Jingrong was right, he was by Wen Jingrong's side, but he didn't feel half of the strength, but why did the wolf dog, which was obviously extremely murderous, suddenly become docile?

At this time, a woman came out of the small bungalow not far away, the woman had a pair of seductive eyes, long big waves on one side, and delicate facial features seemed to come out of a pictorial.

She leaned there, her nude seququin dress reaching to her ankles, as if it was out of place with the decoration of this farmhouse, he looked at Meng Shuixin and smiled, as if he could hook your soul away, such a woman is too attractive, it is too strange to appear in this place.

"Mrs. Wan." Wen Jingrong spoke.

Meng Shuixin opened his mouth but did not speak.

"You're late~" The amorous woman known as Mrs. Wan said with a smile on the top of the wooden door with her hand, that smile is like a seductive net, you can't breathe through the net, regardless of men and women.

There are no anomalies, no abnormalities, just as an ordinary woman, her body unconsciously exudes such a charming atmosphere, mature and mysterious, which is not comparable to a girl like Meng Shuixin.

What's more, Meng Shuixin felt that even if he was at his age, it would be impossible for him to have such a grace.

"I'm sorry." Wen Jingrong said, looking as usual.

"I see that you don't apologize at all~" The woman who was called Mrs. Wan didn't mind laughing, and then he covered one side of his face with his hand, looking like he was whispering, "You'd better solve it quickly, I also made an appointment with my little lover today~ Come in." ”

With that, the woman entered the small bungalow and disappeared.

Before Meng Shuixin's doubts came out, Wen Jingrong had already taken the lead in speaking: "Wan Sangliu, the master mother of the Wan family." ”

"She's very unpopular in Wanjia?"

"On the contrary, her husband dotes on her." Wen Jingrong said and took Meng Shuixin's hand and walked into the room, there was nothing blank in the room, as if no one had ever lived in it and no one had walked through it just now.

Wen Jingrong walked to a wall, his hand was directly on the cement wall, and when Wen Jingrong put his hand on the wall, there was a loud noise on the entire wall, and then, the wall slowly rose, and in front of him was a white barrier, Wen Jingrong turned around and pulled Meng Shuixin's hand and entered the barrier.

Meng Shuixin only felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and when he was about to open it, what had already come into his eyes was an antique village, and the people in the village were wearing ancient clothes, but the whole village was like a peach blossom paradise outside the world.

Such a deep sense of hypocrisy made Meng Shui look at Wen Jingrong in confusion.

"Actually, in addition to the fact that Wanjia is famous in history, he also has a real ability that the world does not know." Wen Jingrong looked at the busy scene in the village and said.

Meng Shuixin looked at the low grass houses, the people inside seemed to live hundreds of years ago, and Yuqiao cultivated and read, as if he didn't know how much the world had changed outside.

"Time." Wen Jingrong said.

"Time ......," Meng Shuixin repeated in a low voice, "You mean that they can manipulate time?" ”

Wen Jingrong nodded.

"So, where we're standing now isn't like it was hundreds of years ago, it's hundreds of years ago, right?" Meng Shuixin squatted down and said while touching the grass of his time that did not belong to him.

"That's smart."

"How did they do it? How can they go back and forth in time? Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong and asked in surprise.

In fact, what Meng Shuixin wants to ask more is, if Wanjia has the power to shuttle back and forth in practice, will his rebirth be related to Wanjia?

"There are very few people left in their families who have such abilities in this generation, and the only thing left is the head and mother of the family." Wen Jingrong said, "And the power of the Wan family had a problem once, and since then, the power of the Wan family has been weakened more and more. ”

"Weakened by what?"

"Fate." Wen Jingrong took Meng Shuixin in his arms and pointed to this village that he couldn't forget at a glance and said, "Or the power of nature, reversing the destiny of heaven, always has to pay a price." ”

"What was the accident that time?"

"Our last generation, hey, I don't remember that generation." A lazy voice came from behind Meng Shuixin, Meng Shuixin turned around, and behind him was no longer the door that he had just entered, but a dense forest, and Wan Sangliu, the master mother of the Wan family, leaned on a big tree, gently stroked the big tree and said, "What is it called, Wan Fangrui He actually wants to use the ability to surpass the power of the Wan family, I really don't know what attracts him to the place he went to, he is willing to sacrifice the divine vein of the Wan family and stay in that place forever, no, He stayed there, but the divine veins of the Wan family were greatly damaged, and if this continued, I am afraid that the people in the clouds and heavens would have to hand over the responsibility of taking care of the time to others. ”

Meng Shuixin listened more and more in the clouds, so he directly chose not to speak.

However, Wan Sangliu looked at Meng Shuixin's expression and seemed to understand something, and laughed lowly, the smile was seductive, and his voice was crisp and magnetic: "Hehehe, it seems that Wen Jingrong, you still have a lot of things to tell your little girlfriend, you don't know anything, you just came to our Wanjia, are you too confident in yourself, or do you really think that our Wanjia has declined?" ”

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For those of you who have read my previous novel, do you still remember Wan Fangrui's cow B? Ha ha~