I don't know what agreement Lei Liheng made with Xuan Ming, Cheng Hua woke up in a strange room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no battlefield of gunfire, no situation of confrontation, only a gorgeous room.

Cheng Hua had a little headache because he couldn't remember what happened later. He shouldn't have done anything yet, it stands to reason that it is impossible for Lei Liheng to let Cheng Hua go to the enemy camp, but it is also impossible for him to be taken captive.

He didn't know what else they had come to with a deal, it was a real headache......

The door to the room was opened, and Xuan Ming walked in with a snack. It was obviously a very friendly smile, but it made Cheng Hua feel creepy, and he couldn't help but be a little more vigilant, especially when he saw Xuanming holding food in his hand.

As if knowing Cheng Hua's thoughts, Xuan Ming naturally put the pastry on the table, "If I wanted to harm you, you wouldn't live until now." Walked to Cheng Hua's bed and sat down, and naturally touched his head, "Letting you die is just a matter of my fingers, I said let you choose." Peace and war, you choose, obey me or disobey me. But now that you're here, I'm sure Xiao Hua'er will make a wise decision very well. ”

"Don't touch me. Cheng Hua waved Xuanming's hand away. No matter where it came from, he hated the man in front of him.

Cheng Hua's disgust made Xuanming's hands stiff, but his face didn't show too much, and he still had such a friendly smile, but Cheng Hua just felt very fake and annoying.

Maybe the disgust in Cheng Hua's eyes was too obvious, Xuan Ming didn't stay here for long, but just left a sentence when he left: "It doesn't matter if you hate me now, it won't be long before I believe you will be happy with my arrival." ”

"Get out. ”

casually picked up the pillow beside him and threw it in the direction where Xuan Ming was.

He didn't think he was going to see him, the guy who was going to invade his house. It's just why do you want to leave him here alone, is it because he is treated as a proton as a condition for the truce between the two sides? Although he is the young master of Wucheng, what value does he have to use besides this identity? A person who does not even have a certain amount of energy, for them, it is a waste of food to keep it.

Forget it, this shouldn't be something he bothered about. Since they think he is still useful, then why don't he plan it and let them take a good look at how "useful" a person who doesn't even have a section of qi is.

For a few days, Cheng Hua didn't see Xuanming again, and Cheng Hua didn't care. Anyway, someone will bring him three meals every day, and when the time comes, he will be replaced with new food, and he will not starve to death.

Except for not being able to go out, everything here is to eat and sleep well. In terms of life, Xuan Ming did not treat him badly.

"Hey, have you been here all the time? Do you really think that autumn is omnipotent, invincible in the world? Do you know that your strength is pitiful. What can you do as you do now, lazy and lazy, don't you hurry up and give me hard to cultivate. Tianlin's angry voice sounded in Cheng Hua's mind. This made Cheng Hua, who was still lying on the bed, sit up straight all of a sudden.

By the way, no wonder he kept feeling like he had forgotten something.

It turned out to be ......

Where has Autumn gone, and why hasn't he felt Qiu's presence these days. If it weren't for Tianlin's reminder, he would have forgotten about autumn.

"Tianlin, have you felt autumn these days?" asked Cheng Hua.

"Don't worry, Autumn has always been there. It's just that he is now asleep in the depths of your memory, and you won't be able to find him for a while. Tianlin explained the reason to Cheng Hua, and at the same time said its thoughts seriously, "Cheng Hua, have you noticed that your mood has changed a lot recently." In the past, although you were calm and behaved okay, you never had the mood of 'conceit'. But in these days, I have found that you have changed, although it is not obvious, but I do feel your 'conceit' from the heart, and it is Autumn that brings you this emotion. ”

"Conceited!" Cheng Hua smiled, "You're thinking too much, Tianlin." ”

In all these years, he has long been unaware of what is left in his world except for inferiority, how can he be conceited.

"Oh, birch, don't be too confident, autumn is not as simple as it seems. ”

"Tianlin, don't make me think you're jealous. Cheng Hua said with a smile.

"Whatever you want. Tianlin stretched his waist, "Since autumn can affect you for a while, it will definitely be deeper in the future, he should be the other side of you." Cheng Hua, what do you think the other side of your soul full of inferiority complex will be? At this time, Tianlin seemed to have the magic power to see through everything, his emerald green eyes flashed like emeralds, and he immediately turned around and disappeared into Cheng Hua's sight without a trace of remembrance.

"Heavenly ......" is like saying it to yourself, and it doesn't get any response.

Why would Tianlin say such things? Autumn is the other side of him, and Autumn will affect his mood and gradually change him......

A soul watered by low self-esteem......

The other side of me, the other side of me. If I am a soul with low self-esteem, then the other side of me should be the opposite......

Is it conceited......

No matter how you look at it, Autumn doesn't look like a conceited person.

People can't look good, so soft and weak Qiu, if it's really my conceited side, then his weakness should be because the jade pendant is incomplete.

It's not pretending, but the strength has not been restored.

What kind of person is he, he will be split into two extreme emotions. Was the man who made him like this friend or foe? What good did that do him?

On this morning, the door of Cheng Hua's room opened as scheduled, but this time it was no longer the servant who delivered the meal before, but a strange boy dressed strangely.

Cheng Hua looked at him with interest. obviously has a boy's face, but he is wearing a pink robe with a tender green belt, and three thousand strands are tied with the same pink hairband, and it looks like Cheng Hua is just a few years older.

Although he felt strange, Cheng Hua did not speak first. Instead, waiting, waiting for the teenager to speak. He wanted to know what this strange boy was doing here.

"You are Cheng Hua. "Not a rhetorical question, but an affirmation. Affirming Cheng Hua's identity, the young man walked into the house, found a chair to sit down, poured a cup of tea, and then said lightly: "It seems that you are living well here, the little young master of Wucheng." ”