During the ascent, I hugged the man in my arms tightly, but Ayan pushed my hand and struggled to go down, "What's wrong?" I posted it and asked him, he shook his head, no words, frowned, from Xiao Qian to take the dizzy person over, seeing that his beautiful lips were pasted, I felt a burst of vinegar in my heart, snorted coldly, took Ah Yang into his arms again, and reluctantly threw a soothing spell at the man.

"If you do this again, I'll be really angry." I complained with some dissatisfaction.

"Si Song...... Don't do this. He frowned, "You know, we ......."

"Don't say it. Ayan, don't say it. I lowered my voice, as if begging.

I don't want to remember what happened next.

As I said, Ayan is docile, and that doesn't mean he's obedient. When he picked up the man who had hurt him and turned to leave, we were separated from two worlds.

His stubborn back is a resistance to the world.

If he resists me and would rather spend his life with that bastard, why should I get in with it? At the time, I thought so.

I regretted it later.

I regret what I said, "You're so self-conscious." "I regret not standing by his side when his weak shoulders had to deal with the pressure of being the enemy of "heaven", I regret that I didn't let that person die directly, even though Ayan hated me all my life, I regret letting Ayan go to Argentina alone, that was the beginning of everything, I regret it the most...... Regret didn't show his heart to him earlier, and gave the man the opportunity to hurt Ayan.

I'm not going to let go of him anymore. No more letting go of his hand, no more letting the slender pair of shoulders bear the pressure alone, no longer letting his thin back tremble helplessly...... I wanted to hold him, hold his hand, clasp his beautiful fingers, soothe his trembling back, I wanted to embed the man in my arms and melt into my body......

Ayan ......

For a hundred years, not only me, but also Xiaoqian has always been worried. But in recent years, she suddenly became cheerful again, as if she had returned to her original state, it turned out that when Qiuyan and Ayan were there.

My eyebrows curled, "Xiaoqian, what's going on?" ”

"Nope! Nothing! Xiao Qian's chest trembled, as if I was wronging her.

"Oh? Really? With a big smile, I reached out and put my hand on her shoulder. Then I'll take care of it myself, you know that I don't want to peep into other people's privacy......"

"No......" she lowered her head, not daring to look at me, "it's too early to tell you...... I don't want to see you sad. ”

"It's Ayan's business. You've found him. I was unusually calm, looked at her wandering eyes, and asked, "Why...... Am I going to be sad? Ayan, what's wrong with him. ”

He ...... Alas, I told you. She raised her eyes and looked at me, "You don't know yet, Autumn Smoke is back." "Xiao Qian's eyes have a joy that can't be hidden, I naturally understand, if Ah Yang comes back, how can I hide my joy?

"That's great." I feel it from the bottom of my heart.

"You also know that Qiu Yan actually has the ability to predict, she found Ayan's position and stayed by his side. But ......"

"But what?"

"But Ayan is already very weak. Qiu Yan was beside him, and he couldn't even feel ......" Xiao Qian's eyes began to be covered with moisture, and she sniffed and took a deep breath to suppress her sadness.

"Really?" I smiled bitterly, "Qiuyan her, didn't say anything?" What happened after Ayan...... Something. ”

"You know, she won't say much."

"Yes, she never said much...... But it's great that she's back, I mean, you guys. I smiled, "If only Ayan could come back, I really envy you." ”

"He'll be back! Siyan will be back, I know! ”

"Qiu Yan said that?" I squinted, a little nervous.

"Not really...... But she didn't deny it. Xiao Qian's momentum just now weakened significantly, and he was wilting like a defeated little rooster.

"Then I still have hope." I touched the top of her head, this little girl, I could never hide my emotions, "Give me Xiyang's position, I want to go and see him." You know, I ...... Miss him so much. I'm not going to let him go anymore. ”

Huaguo.

An ordinary building, but faintly emitting a blue light that is difficult for ordinary people to see, this is Ayan's spiritual power. I touched the wall gently, and the familiar spiritual power flowed gently through my fingertips, with this warmth, like Ayan, the little blue sun that was always hot.

I hid my body, like what Xiao Qian said, Ayan couldn't feel me. I'm a little sad and a little glad.

Passing through the wall, the orange boy who looked like a teenager and a teenager called Wuweizhu were talking and laughing, and Ayan, sitting across from them, his eyes fixed on the five oranges, his eyes only on the five oranges.

He was now emaciated, his spiritual power was weak, and his beautiful eyes, which were originally bright and reassuring, had lost their luster and were dull.

Is it worth it?

For such a person?

More than 100 years?

For such a mediocre and cowardly person?

Do you really still love him? I want to ask Ayan, are you really just in love with such a mediocre selfish person? Or are you unwilling? Unwilling to let go, unwilling to let go of the arrogant aristocratic son who attracted you at the beginning?

But isn't it you who rubbed away his arrogance with your own hands and turned him into an ordinary person? Ayan.

What is the purpose of this more than 100 years of perseverance!

I do not know.

That's when I realized that I would never be able to penetrate Ayan's heart.

But I am not reconciled for him. I don't want Ayan to be with someone like that.

I'm not reconciled to myself. I don't want the person I put on the tip of my heart to be snatched away by such a bastard.

saw the hidden disgust in Wu Weizhu's eyes when he faced Wu Cheng, as well as his inadvertent glance at Ah Yang. I knew it. Orange boy, you're really unlikeable.

When Ayan disappeared to recuperate, I found Wu Weizhu, "You don't want him to die?" I smiled gently.

Five for the bamboo has no words. But I know that he is already my eyes. I poured a trace of spiritual power into him, and none of this was something that Ayan could detect.

Qiu Yan looked at us coldly, without saying a word, her figure was still a little ethereal, and it seemed a little unreal.

I tried to pat her on the shoulder, but I couldn't touch her.

"It's already good." I really sighed.

Qiu Yan leaned against the wall casually, his eyes seemed to be biased to my side, "You're going to have trouble." ”

I was stunned for a moment, then relaxed and smiled, "Blessings and misfortunes always depend on each other, don't they?" "Anyway, I have nothing left to lose.

Qiu Yan didn't look at me again, but he also responded, "Hmm." ”

I didn't hug Ayan quietly.

Didn't secretly red eyes.

Ayan is my man. Sooner or later, it will be. I will hug him and kiss him openly. Tell him, Chang Xiyang, I love you.

In the past few years, Ayan still appeared. After waiting for more than 20 years, he can be with his orange boy openly again.

I looked at the lines in my palms and was a little stunned.

"So what are you going to do?" Wu Weizhu hugged his chest and asked in a cold voice.

"As before!" A figure suddenly appeared dexterously, rushing down with a gust of wind, Xiao Qianying's face was full of confidence.

“…… I don't want to hurt him again. ”

"It's the best option."

"Did Autumn Smoke say that?" I narrowed my eyes and asked her.

"She's always been our friend, hasn't she? …… This is the beginning of your misfortune and the liberation of Ayan. Xiao Qian lowered her eyes.

“…… That's a good thing. I laughed, "For Bamboo, arrange it." ”

Xiao Qian smiled charmingly and threw a wink at me, "Si Song, am I beautiful?" ”

"It's as beautiful as when Orange saw you when he first saw you."

I didn't meddle in Xiao Qian's side again. She has a lot of sultry routines. It's the magazine that Ayan created...... I'm somewhat interested.

The people inside are all former partners, well, fake former partners, the difference is that they are just ordinary people, they do not carry the mission of the Creator, as long as they touch the fish every day, play with treasures, and their happiness is dull. If there is anything else, it is probably that Hao Zhizhu and Jiang Yuanchun are no longer hiding in the heavenly realm, they are together openly, and they have become dependents in Ayang's illusory world.

Chang Xiyang, you understand everything, don't you?

What about me? Why should you not know my heart for you?

Cracking Ayan's spells was a breeze. I was surrounded by members of the magazine, and it was a bit like they were all the same.

Ayan, if this is a solace for your longing for the heavenly realm, why don't you have me? Is it so painful to create a Si Song by your side? What about Xiaoqian? Because she once attracted the eye of the orange boy, do you hate her?

I don't believe it.

The door was pushed open, and the orange boy walked in with a complicated expression, with Chang Xiyang behind him. When he saw me, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his face was full of disbelief and nostalgia.

"Hello." Ayan. I smiled softly and looked at him.

He didn't speak, he lowered his head, a little overwhelmed.

So far, nothing has changed.

I made a look, and the orange boy was pulled away by those friends, as for Diao Feng's knife and Jiang Yuanchun's knife that stretched out halfway, it had nothing to do with me.

Ayan hesitated, as if he was struggling with whether to follow.

I smiled and walked over and hugged him, "Don't tell me, you can't see I'm creating opportunities for us to be alone?" Long time no see, Jan. ”

“…… Long time no see, Si Song. ”

"Shall we stand here and catch up?" I let go of him and looked at the pale face with a smile. God knows how I almost impulsively pushed this man down, kissed him hard, confronted him, forced him to say he loved me.

But that would only hurt him. I don't want to hurt him.

Yang hesitated, but led me to a hidden hallway. He pressed the mechanism, and the door opened.

"It hasn't changed at all, your style." I look at the blue and white décor, it looks like I have returned to the time when Ayan was still in the heavenly realm. His room was always so clean and bright, just like his people.

"How did you find it?" Ayan looked at me.

"I miss you." I laughed. "We haven't seen each other for a hundred and thirty-six years." I clutched my chest and pretended to be sad, "Have you never thought about me? ”

"I naturally ...... Yes. He was a little agitated, but quickly calmed down. This is the path I have chosen for myself, and I have no way back. ”

"There is no way back? Chang Xiyang? My voice was a little colder, and he easily aroused my dissatisfaction and resentment, "'Heaven' left you a way out from the beginning, even if you resisted him, you said you had no way out?" As long as you let go of Orange Boy! You ......"

"Say no more! Don't say Si Song. Say no more. His voice trembled, helpless and distressed to me.

"You miss me too, don't you?" With a wave of my hand, I pointed to the portrait on the wall and forced him to look up at me, "Look at me, Ayan." You tell me, you miss me, don't you? ”

"No...... Si Song, you know, you and Xiaoqian are my best friends. "He avoided my gaze and tried to break free of my hand.

"Best friend?" I laughed, "Jan, I don't think of you as a friend. I picked him up and threw him on the couch, his long black hair spreading softly on the couch. I don't want to be your friend either. I put my hands on his shoulders, pressed down, and kissed his bloodless lips fiercely.