The sound was very beautiful, just like a gentle evening breeze, which made people involuntarily immersed in it, Chen Yan was also slightly stunned, but he woke up in an instant. Glancing at the carriage outside.

In the rain, the carriage was parked quietly, and there was a man in black sitting in the royal position, he didn't pay attention to Chen Yan, but just lowered his head and looked at his hands, as if his hands were more important than Chen Yan. The rain slipped down the brim of his hat, making him look like a statue in the rain.

Chen Yan's eyes flashed and he asked softly. "As you can see, this vault of mine was hastily built, and it's a mess inside. Why do you want to give up this comfortable carriage and not sit in it, but come to me to take shelter from the rain? ”

"If I were you, I wouldn't have stepped out of that car."

"Ah...... Do you think so? The woman in the carriage spoke again, but seemed a little stunned. Unfortunately, I don't like it a bit. The carriage was good, but it was like a cage. I prefer to be in contact with the outside world and the air. ”

"Can you shelter me from the rain?"

The woman pleaded a second time, her voice soft as water. Chen Yan hesitated for a moment but nodded, turned around and walked back to the shelter.

In the rain, the motionless emperor finally stepped out of his seat and held up an umbrella. Then the door opened, and a woman stepped out. I saw her in a long white dress, like a white lotus that was not filthy, gently 'floating' off the carriage, and walked into the shelter under the protection of the emperor.

The shelter was messy and not very clean. But as if she couldn't see anything, the woman found a stone at the door and sat down. The Emperor stood behind her with an umbrella, not moving.

What a strange combination......

Chen Yan watched coldly, only feeling how weird it was. This woman is obviously not an ordinary person, and that royal is believed to be a very powerful guy. Chen Yan noticed that his hand was very, very stable, maintaining a posture of holding an umbrella for a long time, but there was not even a millimeter of change.

It is not simply maintained by force, but a kind of nature and harmony. Chen Yan's heart suddenly jumped, that's right, harmony...... That's what's so weird about him.

At this time, Chen Yan observed carefully and found that the black-clothed emperor had completely disappeared, not the disappearance of his figure, but the disappearance of his breath. It was as if he had blended into the world, into the rain curtain, and it was impossible to distinguish at all. So he's stable, he's balanced.

This guy is actually a witcher!

Seeing this, Chen Yan was a fool if he didn't understand the identity of the other party anymore. This supernatural power is naturally possessed only by demon hunters. And it's a very powerful, even as powerful as Udias. But the question is, why would such a powerful witcher be willing to become a royal and a coachman?

Chen Yan had no answer. So he could only remain silent......

The rain was still falling, crackling against the branches and leaves of the shelter, flowing down the cracks. At the entrance of the shelter, the woman sat quietly, hazy and picturesque.

I don't know how long it was, but there was a sigh in the silence.

"Sir, do you believe in love?"

"Huh?" Chen Yan was stunned. "You're talking to me?"

"There doesn't seem to be a fourth person here." The woman said without looking back. "If you don't count that little thing on your shoulder."

"............" Chen Yan felt that his head was full of black lines. Who is this? casually intruded into a stranger's 'home', and there was no guest atmosphere at all, and at the end he recklessly asked such a question. Doesn't she know what politeness is? Or is it self-cooked?

However, Chen Yan knew that this woman probably didn't mean it, and she wasn't an idiot, she just asked what she thought in her heart, and this simple and simple question was just the proof of her openness in her heart.

A woman with a heart like a white feather.

Chen Yan was silent for a while, but he smiled dumbly. Answered in the affirmative. "Believe."

"Oh?" The woman finally reacted, glanced back at Chen Yan, and a hint of brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes. "So, can you tell me what love looks like in your mind?"

"What is this......" The corners of Chen Yan's mouth were slightly hooked, and then he put his hands behind his head, and he actually lay on the haystack behind him with a big grin. It's a mess of ease.

"Love, first of all, should be sweet, so that you will never be able to touch it."

"And then, it should be a little tempting. So that you can't do without it before you know it. ”

"You will weep over its passing and rejoice in its coming."

"You believe it's going to stay with you for the rest of your life, so you need to add a little bit of faith."

"Of course, nothing goes well, and there are always some twists and turns in life to be exciting, so bitter seasoning is also essential."

In the shelter, Chen Yan talked eloquently with a faint smile on his face. He was already very handsome and had an elegant temperament, so he looked even more chic and calm, only to see the little flower essence's eyes shining, his hands on his chin, and his little head shaking and listening attentively.

"Because there is both sweetness and bitterness, it is necessary to add a little distance to reconcile it."

"This distance is called time."

"Then someone will fuse it all together, and with the most elaborate technique, the most devout faith, make them into a sugar pill, and throw it into your mouth while you are not noticing."

Speaking of this, Chen Yan sat up and shrugged his shoulders. "That's love."

"Miss, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Quietly in the shelter, the girl quietly listened to Chen Yan's words, then lowered her head and thought about it. "It sounds beautiful, you must be very good at talking. But listening to you depict love like this, I don't know why it reminds me of something. ”

"Oh? What is it? Chen Yan asked with interest.

"Poison." The girl replied.

Chen Yan's smile froze on his face. Then I saw the girl stand up. Go outside......

"Thank you for your hospitality, sir."

"A brief exchange with you made me understand one thing. In fact, you don't believe in love at all. That's why you portray it so well. I'm guessing it's not the first time you've said these things to a girl, and they've worked out greatly. ”

"But it's a pity that I'm not the age of impulsiveness anymore, and I can't appreciate the context you depict."

"So let's stop there. We apologize for disturbing your rest. Hope we'll see you again next time......"

As she spoke, the woman's figure walked into the carriage, stopped again just as the door was about to close, and glanced back at the little flower essence on Chen Yan's shoulder, revealing a hazy smile. "As a final word of caution, I don't think you have found out yet. That little thing on your shoulder isn't a flower spirit. ”

"It's the purest goblin......"

Click, the door closed, and the black-clothed man boarded his seat expressionlessly and drove away.

The shelter was quiet again, and Chen Yan silently looked at the little flower essence on his shoulder for a while, and then asked. "She's telling the truth?"

"Babble!" The little flower spirit got into Chen Yan's hood and never came out again......