Ziyun ran out of the clan stumblingly. She turned her head in disbelief from a distance and looked at the huge temple behind her. She felt that it was like a mouth of a sea-eating beast, trying to suck out the fresh life of everyone.
After going in, when you come out again, maybe you won't be them anymore.
Just like her grandmother Aunt Yun, who was transformed beyond recognition by the terrible desire. No, or maybe she never really knew him.
Now this giant beast plans to devour her and teach her to submit... What should she do? What can she do?
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Ziyun held her head in tears, shouted as if to vent, and ran away without looking back, nor did she notice that there were several black shadows behind her.
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Jiang Dongliu hadn't seen Ziyun for a long time. Suddenly he felt strangely missed. To be honest, this was the first time he had felt like this.
Ziyun was the one who pestered him in the past. Jiang Dongliu acquiesced, waited, and was assimilated little by little. Unknowingly, without even realizing it, he became this girl's prisoner.
Physically instinctive, but also mentally. Maybe it was just an inexplicable feeling at the beginning, a sense of fate of unknown origin, but after that he was really attracted to the other person's soul.
It was this person who attracted him. Jiang Dongliu was sure.
Ziyun was like a piece of color that broke into his life, making his life colorful from now on.
So I don't know when, he would occasionally think of this bright color. During the breaks of practice, taking a nap after reading, and some dazed moments, I will think of that pretty figure from time to time.
I miss her youth, her liveliness and kindness, and I also think of every moment of her glory.
Plop! Plop!
Jiang Dongliu touched his heart. It seems like... it's jumping a little fast.
Is he really sick? A soft pink flashed before his eyes, and a dazzling smile.
After all, the next time they meet is coming. Will she come this time? Probably so.
Jiang Dongliu didn't realize that a smile of expectation appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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The rain was pouring down. The weather on Fuyun Island seems to be not very good these days. It keeps raining and is gloomy, which makes everyone feel bad.
The farmer girl selling vegetables had packed up her stall and gone back early, since she had nothing to sell anyway. Take the remaining bit back and cook it yourself, since no one is going out in this damn weather.
Just as he was thinking about it, the black boot tops embroidered with dark patterns were soaked little by little by the rain, and they wrapped around a pair of thin legs. The heavy hem soaked with water stuck to the calves, making him look very embarrassed.
Who has such weird tastes that they like to walk in the rain? Even she was wearing a raincoat.
The peasant girl looked up along the top of her boots, only to find that she was a young master. He was soaked to the skin, and his clothes looked extremely expensive. Even if he was soaked in turbid rainwater, his expensive appearance was not changed.
Not a guest. The peasant girl looked twice and judged, then looked back with regret. It’s impossible for such a young master to sell her leftover vegetables at first glance.
Anyway, there is only a little left, so there is no need to continue to get wet here. She had better leave quickly and go back to rest early.
While cleaning up the stall, I saw the lost figure before leaving, and I was a little lost in thought. I don’t know what the young master is doing, why did he run out to get wet in the rain? The peasant girl shook her head, threw these things behind her, and ran away with her belongings.
Big raindrops hit his forehead heavily, sliding along the corner of his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then sliding along the bridge of his nose to his jawbone. The rain blurred the man's face, making it difficult to see his expression. No one could clearly see the look on Jiang Dongliu's face at this moment.
However, this is probably the case for people who are frustrated in the rain. Jiang Dongliu's mood may not be that good.
"Sir...Sir, do you need an oil-paper umbrella?" A thin child saw the rain-soaked Jiang Dongliu and went up to him very excitedly. He held one in his hand and carried a dozen more on his back, as if he wanted to This thing was sold to Jiang Dongliu.
Jiang Dongliu's floating steps paused for a moment, as if he heard it, which further inspired the boy to sell: "... Just want a handful..."
The boy felt something being thrown into his bamboo basket and was stunned for a moment, and then found that the customer he was trying to sell to had already left.
"Hey, you...huh?" The boy found an oil paper bag lying in the bamboo basket. It was square and he didn't know what it was. There was already some rainwater on the surface.
The surface is still warm to the touch, and it can be seen that the previous owner protected it very well. The child selling the umbrella curiously picked at the oil paper package. It was heavy and had a harvest pattern printed on the front. It was the packaging of Fengfenlou.
He dug around, and sure enough he found that it contained pastries, which were exquisitely decorated and very filling. The boy couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and found that the person had disappeared.
What kind of fairy is this? Giving cake in the rain? The boy felt that he was stunned by the sudden benefit.
She didn't come.
Jiang Dongliu lowered his head and let the rain fall on his body, soaking it and making him feel cold all over. My heart also fell to the bottom.
For the first time in his life, he felt lost. From that girl.
Why doesn't she come?
Jiang Dongliu thought aggrievedly. It was clear that we had agreed last time that we would eat the pastries from Fengfenlou and go hunting monsters with him.
From noon to the afternoon of the next day, the sun was shining brightly, and today it rained heavily, and the river east of the river was not waiting for anyone to come. This is the first time Ziyun has missed an appointment.
In the end she didn't come.
Why don't you come, are you tired of it? Jiang Dongliu asked himself repeatedly. He didn't understand...she was obviously the one who bothered him first.
But why did he regret it after he fell in love? Is she such a bad person?
Jiangdong Liu was depressed. Trying to maintain the last bit of dignity, he threw the bag of cakes to passers-by, and then walked away in despair in the rain.
That’s all. If you don’t come...you won’t come.
The rain continues to fall. Just like the mood of those two people, it was impossible to clear up.
But fate is something that is often inevitable. Fate's favorite thing is to make all kinds of bad jokes.
"Hey, what a coincidence, you're here too?" Ziyun smiled slightly awkwardly, looking at the pale and stiff young man opposite.
The other party didn't answer her, and even refused to look at him. He was even colder than the first time they met. It's like...it's like there is no such person in his eyes.
Ziyun became even more uncomfortable. She knew she was being unkind, but she really had no choice but to do so. Isn't she sad?
But she really... really does it for his own good...
She was afraid that Jiang Dongliu would be hurt by those people. Well, there is no reason to worry, and Aunt Yun and the others seem to have no reason to attack ordinary people. But she instinctively felt that she had to stay away from the other party, otherwise...
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However, this is probably the case for people who are frustrated in the rain. Jiang Dongliu's mood may not be that good.
"Sir...Sir, do you need an oil-paper umbrella?" A thin child saw the rain-soaked Jiangdongliu and excitedly went up to him, holding one in his hand.
