After Xu Jinghan left, Angel Leng opened his eyes in vain.
In fact, Xu Jinghan had already woken up when she came to the two of them. Angel Yan had very little time to sleep. For a battle angel like her, she had only a handful of times to sleep in thousands of years. So she was awakened when someone approached, but she still pretended to be asleep to avoid embarrassment.
Angel Leng looked at the dark and quiet room after Xu Jinghan left, and lowered his head to look at Qin Wuyou, who was sleeping peacefully on his lap.
A gentle smile slowly appeared on the cold face, and he reached out his hand to gently caress Qin Wuyou's cheek, looking at his face blankly.
After a while, Angel Leng seemed to have thought of something, sighed deeply, and the smile on his face faded.
Then he closed his eyes again.
In the early morning, Angel Yan, yawning and with hazy eyes, slowly walked out of the bedroom, muttering: "I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time."
Angels have transcended the need of mortals to recover through sleep. Even if they do not sleep for thousands of years, it will not have any impact. They only take a break occasionally when they are relaxing.
Coming to this strange place did not make her feel any discomfort. On the contrary, she fell asleep quickly while lying on the bed yesterday and had no dreams until now.
The morning light outside the house shines into the house through the window sill, the breeze blows slowly, and Angel Yan's white dress and plain sleeves come slowly.
There is a hint of snow on her temples, her brows are full of cicada sorrow, she bends her bow to arouse the drunkenness, and draws arrows to stir up the sorrow of spring. The green eyebrows and eyes are green on the outside of the green bamboo, and the pink-faced beauty is between the plain peach blossoms. She stroked her long hair with slender fingers and looked up at the sky. She seemed to have stepped out of a fairyland, and a dreamy atmosphere enveloped everything around her.
Her beauty and innocence are like a famous sword unsheathed through the ages, making people involuntarily want to get close to her and protect her. You can't help but approach her, eager to interact with her and chant the beauty and tranquility of the same world. When she turned and left, you seemed to see the dance of flowers, the scattering of catkins, and the beauty of the moon shining in the sky, as sweet as a dream.
Angel Yan, who was sleepy-eyed, walked out of the bedroom and saw a figure in the living room, eating heavily with his back to her.
"Good morning." Angel Yan greeted the figure casually.
"Good morning." Jiang Chexin turned around and responded with an unfinished bun in her hand.
But when she turned back, she was stunned. She forgot to chew the food in her mouth and stared at Angel Yan blankly.
Looking at Jiang Chexin who was looking at him crazily, Angel Yan touched his smooth cheek suspiciously and asked doubtfully: "Why are you looking at me like that all of a sudden? Is there something on my face?"
"No...no, nothing." Jiang Chexin, who came back from his daze, turned slightly red and hurriedly turned his head to the side.
What's going on? Why was your heart beating so fast just now? Jiang Chexin touched his chest and felt his rapidly beating heart.
Looking at the red-faced Jiang Chexin, Angel Yan suddenly became playful, walked forward quickly, lifted Jiang Chexin's chin with one hand, leaned down and put his face close to Jiang Chexin's: "You are blushing, is this because you are attracted to your sister? Why don't you try to chase my sister? Maybe I will agree to her in a moment of excitement."
Seeing the angel's face so close to hers, she could even clearly see every hair on Angel Yan's face. Jiang Che's heart that had just been caressed began to beat violently, and he swatted some away angrily. Angel Yan's hand.
"Fuck you, go away, I just ate too hot. We are all women, who would be attracted to you? It's really narcissistic."
"Oh, it's so dishonest. What's wrong with women? Have you ever heard of such a saying? Lily is infinitely good, but it's a pity that she can't give birth. Even if she can't give birth, it's still beautiful." Angel Yan shook his head and pretended to sigh.
"Tch, do you think everyone has special hobbies like you? I've bought breakfast. Hurry up and eat your food." Jiang Chexin pushed the other breakfast aside on the table and rolled his eyes at Angel Yan. said.
"I don't eat anymore. I have no appetite. I no longer need to consume food to obtain energy. It doesn't matter whether I eat or not."
"Whether you want to eat or not, I'm not the one who's hungry anyway." Jiang Che turned his head and snorted angrily.
Seeing Jiang Chexin turn her head, Angel Yan didn't notice anything strange about her. He walked to the sofa and sat down. He looked at her at the dining table and asked: "I slept very late yesterday, but now I get up so fast. You usually don't Did you get up so early?"
After a while, Jiang Che's heartbeat gradually calmed down. He turned around and ate while looking at Angel Yan sitting beside him, shook his head and said, "No, I usually get up very late, but I have to get up early to clean up the house today. If I got up a little early. Now that I’m done, I’ll have to catch up on my sleep later.”
After hearing what she said, Angel Yan noticed that the place that was originally messy and looked like a post-war scene of a world war was now organized and spotless.
He looks very diligent, why is the house in such a mess? Angel Yan thought in confusion.
Looking at Jiang Chexin's face, she realized what was wrong with her before.
Now that Jiang Chexin had taken off the heavy makeup she had put on before, her face looked extraordinarily pure without makeup. She was completely the opposite of the bad young girl she had been before, like a young girl who had just left school.
At this moment, she appeared in the crowd like a pure and lovely girl, and everyone seemed to be following her in the moonlit night. Her bright and crystal eyes flowed like streams and were as gentle as jade. The red lips are still shiny and as delicate as peach blossoms.
Bai Shengsheng's face was filled with a smile, making people feel her innocence and kindness. She approached step by step, just like the dancing orioles in ancient poems, bringing wonderful imagination and happiness to people. It was as if I could hear the melody of the flowing water on the small bridge and see the beautiful scenery of the grass growing and the orioles flying.
"You look pretty like this now. Why do you usually dress yourself up like that? It makes you look weird."
"What's wrong with my usual makeup? Doesn't it look good?" When Angel Yan talked about his makeup, Jiang Che suddenly became interested.
"It doesn't look good. It's ugly, okay?" Angel Yan waved his hand with a very disgusted tone.
Perhaps it was because she hated Morgana so much that she felt a little uncomfortable when she saw those women with heavy makeup.
"Hey, that's too hurtful. Good-looking is good-looking, ugly is ugly. What do you mean when you say I'm ugly?" Jiang Che yelled, pounding the table with his heart.
"literal meaning."
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. It's ugly as long as it's ugly. I wish it was even worse."
"Why?" Angel Yan was very puzzled. Girls are very concerned about their appearance. Why is Jiang Che so eager to dress herself up as ugliness as possible?
Jiang Che swallowed the last bite of food in his mouth, then picked up the drink on the table and drank it down. Finally, he said slowly: "You also know where I work. Although the music bar is a place to relax, it's not like Like other bars, people get drunk and indulge themselves wantonly. But drinking something like wine will cause trouble. I can avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles by doing that. Compared with what others think, I don't care whether it looks good or not. I care more about the trouble.”
"That's it." Angel Yan nodded.
"Stop talking about me, what about you? Are you still used to being here?"
"It's good. It's rare to have a good night's sleep after being late." Angel Yan had a smile on his face.
"That's good, I think so. Yesterday you looked depressed and hurt by love, but now you are still in the mood to tease me. It seems that your mood has indeed improved a lot." Jiang Che nodded happily.
"Hey, I told you it wasn't because of feelings." Angel Yan jumped a little when he heard Jiang Chexin's words.
"Okay, okay, I understand, I understand." Faced with Angel Yan's excuse, Jiang Chexin obviously didn't believe it and responded perfunctorily.
Seeing Jiang Chexin's perfunctory look, Angel Yan was a little angry, but he had no choice.
"Forget it, just think whatever you like."
After finishing his meal, Jiang Chexin slumped down on the chair with a tired expression and said in a low voice: "I feel so tired. I work night shift every day, and I don't want to do it anymore. The world is so big, and I also want to see and go shopping. Shopping. It would be great if there was a job that allowed me to travel all over the world. It doesn’t matter whether I work or not."
"Don't tell me, it's true." Hearing this, Angel Yan thought about it and nodded seriously.
"Huh? There is such a good thing, please tell me, I will try it too." Jiang Che was shocked when he heard Angel Yan's words.
"Isn't he just a wanted criminal?"
"...Tch!" Jiang Chexin rolled his eyes at Angel Yan.
"Well, I'd better be realistic, work honestly, and try to save more money. Money is a bastard, and you can't do anything without it."
"That's true. Use less chopsticks to stir the water tank, and let the tadpoles swim in the Yangtze River more often. When you are poor, you will see your skin white and beautiful, and when you are rich, you will see scallops spitting water. People cannot live without money!"
"Hey, I noticed that you are a person who always talks in one way. How can a girl be so dirty?"
"Sister, this is what I call being casual."
"Since you don't want to eat, let's go." Jiang Chexin stood up and waved to Angel Yan.
"Where to go?" Angel Yan asked puzzledly.
"Where else can we go? Of course I go to the supermarket to buy you some daily necessities. There is nothing here, what do you use?" Jiang Chexin looked at Angel Yan with an idiot look.
"oh……"
Arriving downstairs, Angel Yan stopped.
Looking at Angel Yan who stopped, Jiang Che asked doubtfully: "Let's go, why are we stopping?"
"Ah? Are you going to walk?"
"Otherwise, how about flying away?"
"Don't you drive?"
After Angel Yan finished speaking, Jiang Chexin's face darkened instantly.
"Haha, I feel offended. Thank you for looking up to me. What makes you think that a poor guy like me, who has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry, has such a thing as a car?"
"Uh..." Angel Yan, who didn't know how to answer, smiled awkwardly.
When he came to the supermarket, Angel Yan, who didn't know what he needed to buy, could only push a shopping cart and silently follow Jiang Chexin.
At this time, there were no more snacks and daily necessities in the shopping cart, and at the bottom were cans after cans of wine. If Angel Yan hadn't stopped him in time, I'm afraid this shopping cart wouldn't be able to hold anything else except wine. Isn't this guy a drunkard?
When watching Jiang Chexin keep putting wine in the shopping cart, Angel Yan suspected that Jiang Chexin brought her to the supermarket specifically to buy wine, and buying daily necessities for herself was just an excuse for her to come to the supermarket.
Angel Yan followed Jiang Chexin, while Jiang Chexin kept checking the items on the shelves, picking up something from time to time and asking her if she wanted it.
While the two were concentrating on selecting items, a man walked straight towards them.
"Che Xin, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here." The man glanced at Angel Yan and was amazed in his heart, but soon he changed his gaze and greeted Jiang Che Xin who was picking things.
"It's you, are you still alive?"
Hearing someone calling him, Jiang Che turned his head and saw the man who was greeting him. His originally smiling face turned gloomy, his eyes were downcast, and there was no trace of disgust in his eyes.
When Jiang Chexin said this, the man's smile froze, and his face was indescribably embarrassed, but he still tried his best to maintain it and touched the tip of his nose to cover up his embarrassment.
"We haven't seen each other for several years, but you haven't changed at all, and your words are still so vicious."
"Oh, thanks to you, my eloquence is getting better and better."
"How have you been these past few years?"
"If I said I was doing well, you wouldn't want to borrow money from me, would you?" Jiang Chexin took a half step back, put on a defensive posture, and looked the man up and down.
Seeing Jiang Chexin's attitude, the man couldn't help but sigh.
"No, why don't you have a good impression of me?"
"If you take away the good stuff, I won't have any impression of you."
The man also knew that Jiang Che didn't really want to chat with him, but he didn't want to leave just yet, so he could only find a topic to talk about.
"Has your relationship been smooth in the past two years?"
"Okay, there's no one along the way."
"You're not in love?"
"No, what do you want to do? Are you doing market research?"
"Uh...I've been single all this time, Che Xin, actually...let's just let the two of us..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Jiang Chexin waved his hands repeatedly, interrupting the man.
"Actually, I... I have never forgotten you, I still love you." This time the man did not listen to Jiang Che's heartfelt pause, but continued to talk about his thoughts.
"You'd better shut up, you, love comes from the heart, not the mouth. You keep your mouth open to catch whoever says you love someone, really. Since I lived in your heart, I discovered that it is a community, and it is not just me who lives there. I have many neighbors."
"You said you were so ugly that I could fall into your fish pond. I discovered that I am not a fish, I am a shrimp! But now that my eyes are cured, I feel like a mirror. You don't need to take me for granted. Two hundred and five years old, I can't make the same mistake again. Are you okay? If nothing happens, just leave. I wish you a long life. Try to avoid me when you meet me in the future, okay? Try to avoid me. "
Jiang Chexin became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, pointing his finger at the man's face and talking non-stop.
"Chexin, I..." The man was rendered speechless by Jiang Chexin's repeated attacks. He opened his mouth and wanted to defend himself, but he hesitated for a long time and couldn't tell the reason.
"Hey, kid, you'd better leave quickly. Don't you see that people don't want to talk to you? It would be rude to continue brazenly pestering you like this." Angel Yan, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke to the man.
"I..." The man opened his mouth, glanced at Angel Yan, and then at Jiang Chexin, who looked unkind, sighed deeply, and turned around to leave.
"Bah, I really forgot to read the almanac when I went out. It's bad luck." Looking at the man's lonely figure leaving, Jiang Che said with disgust.
"Enemy?" Angel Yan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Pretty much, ex-boyfriend."
"Old lover, why are you meeting your enemy?"
"It's not good to gossip, let's go. We've almost bought all the things, so go back quickly. Otherwise, you won't see disgusting people again later and feel bad." Jiang Chexin obviously didn't want to tell Angel Yan about his past, so he changed the subject. said.
Seeing that Jiang Che didn't want to talk, Angel Yan shrugged. Although she was curious, she didn't have the habit of inquiring into other people's private affairs.
"Would you like some drinks? I just need to buy a lot of wine. I'm in a bad mood right now. I just want to drink some with you, a woman who is hurt by love, so that we can drink away our sorrows and let us get drunk before resting." Jiang Che patted her heart with a smile. The shopping cart is full of drinks.
"You didn't develop the habit of drinking because of that person just now, did you?"
"That's not true. It was true that he started drinking because he was in a bad mood at first. Later, because of the trivial matters in life and work, he gradually fell in love with drinking. He also developed a habit. He couldn't quit and didn't want to quit. I love the feeling of being drunk.”
"Tell me your story, I'm very curious. There is wine here and you have a story, it's just right."
After all, Angel Yan couldn't hold back the gossip in his heart, so he still asked.
"Then tell your sister who that person is first? I'll tell you about mine later." Jiang Chexin looked at Angel Yan and said.
"That person? Who?"
"Who else could it be? Of course it's the little lover who makes you so sad."
When Jiang Chexin mentioned the relevant matter, the smile on Angel Yan's face suddenly faded, and his eyes couldn't help but dim.
Soon, a smile broke out on her face again. If you didn't notice that her pupils had lost their luster, you wouldn't be able to see the change in her mood.
"Okay, first tell me the story between you and your ex-boyfriend. After you tell it, I will tell you my story. How about we treat it as an exchange?"
"Don't tell me. There's nothing to say. It's not enough to drink with you. What are you asking for?" Jiang Chexin shook his head and said.
Although Angel Yan didn't show the slightest sadness, maybe because women are more sensitive, she still felt the change in Angel Yan's heart at that moment.
"Tch, let me accompany you. And don't scream. To me, you are just a child. I am old enough to be your ancestor. Forget it, there is no point in saying this. Just drink, get drunk All my worries are gone, it’s okay anyway, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the lady today." Angel Yan rolled his eyes and said.
"Okay, okay, you are old, you are amazing, unlike me who will always be eighteen and always be a flower."
The two chatted and laughed, pushed the things they wanted to buy to the checkout, and then walked out of the supermarket together.
Although they had not known each other for a long time, they were like good friends who had known each other for a long time. They joked and laughed together on the road.
