(305) The man standing beside me

I don't know what Yan Shaocheng's words mean, I only know that the words in Yan Shaocheng's mouth are not something I can believe. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Shaocheng asked me to go home, perhaps wanting to know what Fang Yewei's will was written.

How could a man as smart as him not know the problem? It's just that I don't want to think about the will now, and tomorrow Shen Muyang will tell me the truth, with his naked deal.

"Are you going to the cemetery?" Yan Shaocheng knew my thoughts very well, and I really wanted to go to the cemetery.

"Yes." My answer was also very clear, my words were calm, and my eyes looked at Yan Shaocheng like water.

"I'll send you." Yan Shaocheng seemed to be dissatisfied with me going out alone, and he didn't seem to intend to indulge me in his words.

I smiled and was noncommittal to Yan Shaocheng's words.

"You're spying on me." My words are clear, and I use declarative sentences. I know Yan Shaocheng's intentions, as he meant, it doesn't seem that he intends to let me go out alone.

"Couples can't be separated on their wedding night." Yan Shaocheng's words seem to be a superstitious person, and his words seem to be true, thinking that we are husband and wife.

My eyes looked at Yan Shaocheng, and his words made me doubt my luck a little, maybe I should believe these things.

"Why?" I looked at Yan Shaocheng with doubts in my eyes.

"Husbands and wives will separate." Yan Shaocheng took my hand.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would almost never have believed that the person who said this was Yan Shaocheng.

"When did you become so superstitious?" I laughed, Yan Shaocheng made me feel very different when he said this, very different from his usual life.

"After getting to know you, your luck has always been bad." At first glance, Yan Shaocheng's words sounded like he was saying an ordinary word, but if you listen carefully, he is hurting me.

I admit that my luck has always been bad, but it will not get to the point where I need to exorcise evil spirits, and I don't believe in ghosts and gods, so naturally I don't think about it.

"Then you can accompany me. Didn't you say you couldn't separate? "My hand naturally grabbed Yan Shaocheng, and it seemed that my direct relationship with Yan Shaocheng was very good.

Yan Shaocheng took my hand as if we would never be separated. It's just that we are all people with masks, what is the mask behind us? Maybe we don't know very well what it looks like.

We can't promise our own life, and we don't need others to promise our life.

Yan Shaocheng's hand is warm, but his heart will not warm me. He was probably trying to figure out how to stab me.

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As night fell, the weather wasn't great. It was a cloudy day, and the moon could be seen vaguely, and it was a semi-round moon, not a beautiful full moon.

I walked to the cemetery and looked at my parents at this moment. Eventually, they turned into a low stone monument.

And standing next to me at this moment is Yan Shaocheng, his gaze is still the same, there was a moment when I thought he loved me, of course, I just thought. My pride was so lacking that I didn't know my original reasons. My soul shell is like death, once I was thinking about whether the soul is important or life is important, and finally I think about it, most of them are important. A soul without a soul is a shell, and a soul without a soul is a ghost.

And now I'm a little bit of a shell, and they, my parents, have really become ghosts. And I know that when people die, there is nothing.

The man standing next to me at this moment, I don't know what kind of gaze he is looking down on a person like me, whether my fate is ridiculous in his eyes. Because my teeth and claws are nothing but the struggle of a poor man who is not ridiculous.

I saw the hazy moonlight on the top of the mountain, and I suddenly wondered if I should like that kind of moonlight, with a hazy beauty, to disguise its pitted appearance, which looked like a smooth appearance.

I walked forward, Yan Shaocheng saw that he was gone, and he also followed. I felt like he was a knight, protecting his princess.

In fact, I have never said anyone, in fact, I want to be a princess, a princess who has been spoiled since childhood, a princess who is loved by her parents and held in the palm of her hand.

It's just that I don't seem to have such good luck, I grew up with the fate of being abandoned and deceived by others. So when looking at the fate of Princess Fang Luyao, in fact, I also want to say that I am also a princess, an abandoned princess.

My pride is actually something that can be crushed and trampled into slag.

I looked ahead and sat down on a wide rock. Then quietly looking at the moonlight, I like to enjoy such a night scene alone, thinking about life and fate.

It's just that this time there is more Yan Shaocheng, he seems to insist on stepping into my world, wanting to see what the inferiority complex behind my pride is. Look.

I didn't speak, I just watched quietly.

Yan Shaocheng sat down next to me, as if he had a problem with my quietness. After a while, he spoke, facing me who was silent.

"Looks like you've never been quiet like this." Yan Shaocheng's words seemed to be a deep dissection of me.

I don't speak, I'm afraid he's going to tear my mask apart.

"Aren't you afraid? Alone in the cemetery, don't you be scared in the middle of the night? Yan Shaocheng asked me, his words seemed to be saying to me, he had seen through my despicable heart.

I turned to look at Yan Shaocheng, he is still like that, I can't decipher his world, but he always comes to mix with my world, and my world doesn't like to be disturbed.

"I don't believe in ghosts." I reminded him that I hated it. "If there really are ghosts and gods in this world, then why didn't anyone choose to save me?"

My words are rhetorical, I am a person who lives in hell, a person who is handcuffed in hell and cannot move, a person who has experienced the most painful baptism.

At the end of the day, I'm a pathetic, proud person.

And Yan Shaocheng is a person who tears through my pride disguise with a gentle knife, and a person like him makes me feel premeditated, so it is very difficult for me to fall in love with a man like him.

My eyes looked at Yan Shaocheng, the kind of resolute appearance like defending his own territory, I just wanted him to retreat in the face of difficulties, and not to try to understand me.

"You paranoid, I just want to crush your pride." Yan Shaocheng said this sentence directly, doesn't his scab addiction like to see others in pain?

"Yan Shaocheng, I also want to know, what is hidden in the hearts of men like you?" When we tore through the disguise, no one still refused to let anyone look like me, I have my pride, he has his disguise. (To be continued.) )