Qing Yuan was a little confused, and he didn't understand what Meng Yao meant when he said this.

"Now your luck is fine, and you can still support your father to live, if you become a completely unlucky person in the future, do you think anyone else can keep your father?"

"Don't underestimate a person's resentment, the reason why a resentful soul becomes a resentful soul is that they have an obsession in their hearts, and the obsession is not eliminated, whether it is ten years, twenty years or several lifetimes, they have to chase it."

Qing Yuan's eyes were gradually filled with despair, he rubbed his face in frustration, the whole person was no longer the high-spirited teenager he was when he first met, as if he was ten years old in an instant, and he had the vicissitudes of life that only age had.

"What the hell am I going to do?"

Shenchen, who had been silent, spoke: "Correct your mistakes in time, stop losses in time, you can't change his ending if you help him like this, no one can change his fate, once he changes, he will definitely pay a more painful price than that." ”

Tears fell from Qingyuan's eyes, and even his voice was a little hoarse: "But that's my father, how can I, how can I ......"

"But you're saving him." Shenchen's words have always been concise but powerful, just like him as a person, always very firm.

In comparison, Meng Yao was easily controlled by emotions many times, just like now, when she looked at Qing Yuan so painfully, she herself felt a little sad, and remembered the words of Elder Immortal.

"I—I'm going to think about it." Qing Yuan wiped his face indiscriminately, went out to settle the bill in despair, and then took a taxi to leave, leaving Mingchen and Meng Yao to sit there without saying a word for a long time.

After a while, Meng Yao turned his head to look at Shenchen: "You say...... Is it possible that we really guessed wrong, and Qingyuan's father may not really know? ”

Shenchen looked at her speechlessly, the meaning was obvious, this possibility was really small, without the consent of the parties, the Taoist priest's actions would not be convenient, and naturally he would not make Qingyuan's father better so quickly.

Meng Yao stared at Mingchen for a long time, and finally just sighed: "I just suddenly felt a little sorry for him, originally according to his luck, this life should be smooth." ”

"His father actually has good luck, but people always can't stand themselves from dying."

As soon as Mingchen heard Meng Yao say that she felt sorry for Qingyuan, she was not happy, and pinched her face with her hand: "You can only feel sorry for me." ”

Meng Yao looked at him funny: "Are you the reincarnation of the vinegar vat?" ”

Shenchen turned his head, and the awkwardness was obvious.

The corners of Meng Yao's mouth unconsciously hooked, feeling that such a Shenchen was also very handsome, and when she finished laughing secretly, she leaned over her face: "Don't be angry, I only care about you, you know." ”

Shenchen turned his head, and the moment he saw her, his eyes softened: "I know." ”

When Meng Yao and Mingchen left the restaurant, they found that Qingyuan was still standing at the door, and Mingchen hesitated for a moment, but still took the lead in walking over.

Meng Yao stared at Mingchen's back and smiled, obviously he didn't care at all, it was so awkward.

Qing Yuan was holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand, but there was no smell of smoke on his body, Meng Yao walked up to him: "Do you want to smoke or not, or do you want to smoke or not?" ”

Qingyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard her voice, turned his head to look at her, and the word mourning was completely written on his face: "I haven't smoked it, but I really wanted to smoke it just now, but after buying it, I found that I smoked it, and this problem can't be solved." ”

Shenchen sneered: "You're not hopeless, how about it, have you thought about it?" ”