Dumping Drama • Chapter 33 • Drama Tears

Zhuge Xi did not continue to participate in their discussion, but got up and walked outside the city without looking back.

Xie Wuchen looked at the direction of Zhuge Xi for a moment, and then looked at Feng Jian lightly. Feng Jian looked at Zhuge Xi's back, and didn't get up to stop it, but just looked at it for a long time, looking back thoughtfully.

"General...... Xie Wuchen's voice was a little more caring.

"Huh? If you lose your temper, don't blame the chief of the way. Feng Jian raised his eyes and looked at Xie Wuchen and smiled faintly.

"There's something different in that son's eyes." Xie Wuchen seemed to be a sentence talking to himself, and the ethereal echo in the room seemed to contain too much meaning.

Feng Jian got up suddenly, apologized to Xie Wuchen with his fists, and then hurriedly rushed out.

Xie Wuchen looked at Feng Jian's panicked back, sighed leisurely, and reached out to touch the tea bowl on the table, which was already cold, but it also had the effect of clearing the mind. Xie Wuchen gently picked up the tea bowl and drank it all. When the man looked at him suspiciously just now, there was obviously a cold hatred in his eyes, but ...... Why do you gloat at yourself?

Xie Wuchen shook his head and shook off the thoughts in his heart, lowered his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth were unknowingly hooked.

“…… Yu Jin! Feng Jian finally caught up with Zhuge Xi, and wanted to reach out to grab it but was thrown away.

"You...... Do you believe in that Taoist priest so much? Zhuge Xi stopped, his voice became extremely fragile, and his thin figure appeared even thinner. The sound is helpless.

"I ......" Feng Jian was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Zhuge Xi glanced back at him, and the depth was covered with a layer of mist.

"That's it, that's it." Zhuge Xi smiled bitterly, turned around and walked out of the city, and said coldly.

"I'll go out of the city to relax, you can go and have a good chat with that immortal."

Feng Jian didn't know what he had done wrong, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

"That son......" Xie Wuchen looked at Feng Jian, who came back, with a confused expression, and asked lightly.

"It's Jair's confidant and right-hand man."

"Oh." Xie Wuchen's voice was still cold, and he couldn't hear his feelings.

"Interpreter ...... If there is any neglect today, don't blame it. Feng Jian reluctantly pulled up the topic.

Xie Wuchen narrowed the pair of eyes that had hidden too much, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a trace of something in the coldness, a trace of something that even Xie Wuchen himself couldn't believe - charming.

"If the general doesn't dislike it...... It is called poor and dust-free. The slender fingers slightly brushed a trace of white hair, and there was a hint of cunning in the deep eyes, but it was fleeting.

"Dustless ......" Feng Jian raised his head and met the gaze.

Zhuge Xi was alone in the bamboo forest outside the city, sitting on a boulder, wearing a red dress at this time, Zhuge Xi looked at the direction of the city lightly, and thousands of emotions were condensed in his heart.

"The mountains have trees, and the trees have branches." Zhuge Xi suddenly remembered this sentence.

He is no longer the only general of his own little drama.

He is a famous family, his family is involved in the royal family, and he is a high-ranking and noble general of the country.

He is an inferior person, his life background is integrated with the pear garden, and he is a lowly and humble pear garden disciple who is already pleasing to others.

After all, can't the general and the actor stand together and share joy and pain?

When Zhuge Xi's pale face and blood-red brocade clothes melted together, the pair of deep eyes were gradually covered by a layer of mist.

General, general, it's good for you to smile at me again.

"I am a disciple of Liyuan, a dramatist, and a person who sings to please others, how can I walk side by side with that noble and majestic general who is respected by all people?"

"He's a hero, I'm just a foil." A pale voice echoed between heaven and earth.