Chapter 32: If You Can Wait Until the Day I Remove My Mask

Shang Yuetang looked at Bei Xingxi in disbelief while smoothing the hair of the old horse who was operating the riot, exuding an aura that was almost narcissistic, and his chest became more and more tight.

You know, on the grassland, except for Moo, no one has won her on horseback.

She still remembered the confident and gentle look of the young man on the horse at that time, and it seemed that sometimes when he won her, Moo would have such a slightly smug look. It's just that Ah Mo will never be like a flower butterfly, with such a flat smile, she can't wait to beat people.

If he tries his best to outperform himself, forget it, but he ...... Winning in such a funny way, isn't it a complete joke for yourself who is serious about this victory?

Shang Yuetang stood in place and clenched her fists, still very unacceptable to her defeat, until Zhao Feiyan patted her on the shoulder, and then came to her senses.

"Yuetang, are you okay?" Zhao Feiyan was actually very surprised in her heart, she didn't know that Shang Yuetang, who had seen through all her careful thoughts, would actually blow up because of a mere horse race defeat.

Shang Yuetang, who was brought back to her senses by her roommate's concern, regained her composure, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

All the girls got on the horse and walked around, I have to say, Bei Xingxi is a very good teacher, even girls with little motor nerves can ride on the horse and walk slowly in a circle.

Of course, those girls with better family backgrounds, who already have horseback riding experience, will be happier because of Bei Xingxi's gentle praise.

Everyone rode happily, and after a while, Bei Xingxi walked through the horse farm and walked straight to Shang Yuetang, "I just said okay, I won, you can talk to me well?" ”

Shang Yuetang raised her eyebrows, "Under the tree over there, where everyone can see it." ”

There is an indescribable frivolity and ...... in Bei Xingxi Coquettish, although this man has the best-looking eyebrows and eyes of any man she has ever seen, his three-point romantic and seven-point ruffian taste still makes Shang Yuetang can't help but stay away.

Bei Xingxi seemed to see through Shang Yuetang's purpose, hooked her lips and smiled, looking like a male vixen, "Okay, listen to you." ”

Walking under the tree, Bie Xingxi leaned against the trunk of the tree, looked at the crowd in the racecourse, and slowly spoke as if talking to himself.

"I'm just here for you, you know...... Host? ”

When he said this, he didn't look at Shang Yuetang from beginning to end, but seemed to pass over her, looking at the distant side, revealing a sad and mysterious smile.

"You're the one pretending to be the system?" Shang Yuetang looked at Bei Xingxi and felt that everything in front of him was a little mysterious.

If it weren't for the fact that the previous life before rebirth was vividly remembered, she would definitely not believe that there is rebirth, system, and other Xingxi in this world, who transcends common sense from appearance to existence itself...... Demons.

Bei Xingxi heard her mention the system, so she withdrew her gaze, "Yes, I am your system." As long as you are happy, you can continue to call me that, or Darling, or husband, or baby, or husband......"

He used a lazy tone, thinking that he was friendly and humorous, and talked about long nonsense, Shang Yuetang felt a sense of weakness in his limbs, "You...... It's a bit like that system. That-" Her eyes flashed with shrewdness, "I had primary pulmonary hypertension at the time, and you controlled it?" ”

Bei Xingxi smiled and nodded, "Yes." Don't you dislike S City? I saw that the grassland was very suitable for you, so I abducted you. ”

Shang Yuetang's face flashed a trace of pale and stubbornness, "You admit it very refreshingly, have you asked my opinion?" ”

What she hates most is being manipulated in her life.

Some fragmented images suddenly came to mind.

Probably in the previous life, it seems that Shang Xingyu angrily rushed to the room, saying that she didn't know self-love, and then forbade her to attend the board of directors again, telling her to just be ready to marry for the merchant.

Then she got into an argument with Shang Xingyu......

There was a sharp pain in her head, she shook her head violently, the pain was even worse, Shang Yuetang looked at Bei Xingxi angrily, "I hate that others design me and manipulate me, if you are good for me and come for me, then don't try to make any small moves behind my back, it will only make me hate you more." ”

Bei Xingxi was not angry, rubbed his chin, and looked at Shang Yuetang's angry face, "I found that your angry look is quite beautiful." ”

He analyzed it in a tone that bordered on praise, completely deviating from the point of the topic.

Shang Yuetang frowned, "You ......"

If there are too many trajectories of rebirth in this life that are different from the previous life, then Bei Xingxi is probably the variable she can't adapt to so far - this man is simply a strange flower.

Bei Xingxi gently stroked the few long strands of Shang Yuetang's long hair, "Don't be angry, you don't like the merchant's house, and I don't like you living there, besides, isn't the grassland very good?" I woke up in that grassland before my body recovered and I couldn't leave for long. Only let you stay with me. ”

Shang Yuetang was slightly stunned, recovered?

Is he hurt?

Immediately, she looked at Bei Xingxi quietly, "Even so, you shouldn't just manipulate my body and change my fate. ”

At this time, it was Bei Xingxi's turn to frown, "Don't you think you discriminate against me?" Why the hell am I in a system where you can listen to me for everything? But after you find out that I am alone, you can't accept all my arrangements? ”

Asked casually, Shang Yuetang was a little hesitant.

She couldn't give an answer to this question.

It seems that there is some truth in asking.

After a while, Shang Yuetang looked at Bei Xingxi and said slowly, "I can't believe it, it's because you're too fake." ”

Bei Xingxi's expression froze.

Shang Yuetang raised his head, "I don't like the false smile you deliberately get close to everyone, I don't like you not to tell your true purpose, and I don't like that you hate everything in your bones, but your appearance is pretentious, gentle and considerate." Am I clear enough? Don't be a teacher? ”

She snatched her long hair from other Xingxi's hands and turned to leave.

"No matter what your purpose is, what do you have to do with my rebirth, I only want you, far away from me."

Shang Yuetang left, leaving Bei Xingxi alone to lean under the tree and look at her back.

The stiffness on the man's face grew cold, and he muttered to himself in a voice of hatred, so cold that even the air seemed to freeze a little.

"If it's far away from you, it's in vain that I've been waiting for so many years to meet again."

Blood trickled down his fingers and stained the grass, and his handsome face was twisted by unknown pain.

He looked out at the distant sky, and seemed to meet the same mocking gaze.

"Do you think I'm going to give up like that?"

It is an instinct for moths to fight fires.

Shang Yuetang's upright back blurred in his vision, and Bei Xingxi slowly stepped forward in the near-dark sight, constantly approaching the back, and gradually bloomed an elegant, harmless, and prodigal smile on his face.

Only he knew that he was bleeding.

Even though he is not human, he has the same bright red blood and can feel pain when he is injured, both physically and mentally.

But, what does it matter? At least he saw her.

"Sooner or later, you will meet the truest self without disguise. If you wait for that day. ”

He said softly as he passed by Shang Yuetang's side, there was a solemnity in that tone, but it was extremely gentle and warm, with an innate demagogic magic.

Shang Yuetang couldn't help but glance at Bei Xingxi's back.

Tall, slender and elegant.

This man, with a princely back, but with an indiscernible mask, no matter how intoxicating his voice was, she could not let go of the tight string anyway.