mousepad-d2 Chapter 1: 16
Chapter 1: 16
Early the next morning, when Sun Wukong woke up, he found that Yang Jian was no longer there. He looked at the quilt covering his body, covered his eyes, and fell asleep.
Sun Wukong stretched his muscles and bones and walked down the stairs. He pulled a waiter and asked, "Where is the person who was with me yesterday?"
The guy thought for a while, then remembered, and said, "The guest and the proprietress are in the kitchen."
Monkey King asked where the kitchen was, and went to the kitchen.
Qin Shu took a sip of Yang Jian's cooking and was full of admiration, "It's been a long time since I've tasted this kind of human taste. The longer I stay here, I forget a lot about the past."
"But you still have so many ingredients here." Yang Jian said, he found that there are still grains grown here, all of which can be eaten by living people.
"We have always maintained the life we had when we were alive." Qin Shu said the word of death, with his expression unchanged, and stuffed another chopstick dish into his mouth.
"Isn't it good to live?" Qin Shu said lightly.
Both of them stood in front of the stove, very close to each other.And the two have been talking in a low voice, and they seem to have a perfect understanding.
Monkey King saw such a scene as soon as he came in.
Sun Wukong immediately became gloomy, and his green eyes were full of coldness.
He didn't know that the young man and the stranger could get so close so quickly.
Yang Jian turned slightly and saw Monkey King. He opened his mouth, but glanced at Qin Shu. Qin Shu was here, and he didn't know what to call him.
So, he said, "I made porridge, would you like some?"
Sun Wukong saw the young man saw him, but subconsciously looked at Qin Shu again, did he blame him for ruining his good deed?
Monkey King said coldly, "I don't need to eat."
He saw Yang Jian paused, and then said, "You also said yesterday that you don't need to sleep."
Monkey King had to turn around and leave, the kitchen door was banged back and forth by him.
Only then did Qin Shu raise her head, with a satisfied expression on her face, she asked, "What's wrong?"
Yang Jian looked at the door, his eyes darkened, and he whispered, "It's nothing."
Yang Jian was hungry early in the morning, he thought for a while, neither of them had eaten for more than a day.
He got up from the bed, but saw the man lying on the table with a contented expression on his face.
The sky outside is still slightly bright, and there is still a vague feeling of darkness in the room.Yang Jian sat on the stool, and he saw the outline of his adoptive father's face.Delicate invisible facial features.But with a deadly temptation.He stretched out his hand unconsciously, but suddenly saw the man's eyelashes move.He withdrew his hand sharply.
Yang Jian stood up and paused for a moment. He carried the quilt on the bed and covered the man. It was still a bit cold in the morning.
After finishing, he went out the door of the room, went to the yard to fetch water to wash, and then went to the kitchen.
Originally, he was worried that there was no food in the kitchen that could be eaten by living people, but he found some fresh vegetables.
So he started to make some breakfast.
As a result, Qin Shu smelled the smell and came to the kitchen.Yang Jian had no choice but to do more.
Qin Shu bumped his elbow into him, with a determined expression on his face, "You like him."
Yang Jian didn't answer.
Qin Shu added, "If you like it, go after it, like our city lord."
After being quiet for a long time, Yang Jian said softly, "But he doesn't like me." Yang Jian smiled softly, a bit bitterly, no matter how much that person showed that he cared about you, but Yang Jian knew that that person didn't love him .Just know.
Qin Shu paused when he heard the words.
"Actually, it wasn't like this at the beginning." Qin Shu's eyes darkened, and he put down his chopsticks. "Everyone here hates the city lord."
Yang Jian looked at Qin Shu.
Qin Shu smiled lightly, "Because we all died after being buried by the city lord."
Qin Shu hadn't thought about being alive for a long time. She had only lived for 19 years, but she had been dead for hundreds of years.
They gradually no longer remember what it was like to be alive, and how much it was, they should have forgotten it over time.
Qin Shu looked at the dishes in front of him, and thanked Yang Jian sincerely, "Thank you." She said it sincerely.
"Where did Yunyi go?" the city lord asked.
"Master left early in the morning." The maid returned respectfully.
The city lord nodded, and then went in one direction.
Sun Wukong looked at the man in front of him and twitched his lips, "Long time no see."
The man in front of him was wearing a white brocade suit, with a white neckline that accentuated his sharp chin, handsome and indifferent.
Yunyi glanced at him indifferently, nodded and said, "It's been a long time."
Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and asked with a cold expression, "Why are you looking for me?"
Yunyi, "I'm not looking for you, but for that young man next to you."
Monkey King smiled, but his expression became gloomy, "What can you do with him?"
Yunyi glanced at Sun Wukong lightly, he had no doubt that if he said something bad, Monkey King would strike immediately.
However, Yunyi said softly, "I know where what you are looking for is."
After speaking, Yunyi looked at Sun Wukong, "If you want to know, just come to me."
When you're done, turn around and leave.
"Bai Ze." Monkey King shouted behind Yun Yi. "You disappeared for hundreds of years, what exactly do you want to do?"
Yunyi turned her head and showed a faint smile, "You won't know, because we are different."
The city lord looked at the tombstone in front of him with a complicated expression, then he took a few steps forward, moved his hand a few times beside the tombstone, the tombstone moved aside, revealing a deep black hole, and the city lord walked inside.
The author has something to say: Yunyi and Sun Wukong are different, what is the difference?
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