Wang Yi has a lot of dramas!
He had been lingering in front of the Song family for half an hour. After waiting for so long and still not seeing Song Ciwan come back, he actually had all kinds of bad guesses deep in his heart.
Seeing the sky getting dark, clouds suddenly arriving, and at a certain moment fine snow falling, Wang raised his head to look at the sky, and felt a sadness coming from his heart.
He realized that he actually had feelings for Song Ciwan!
After all, they were partners in the relationship, and they had written letters of trust to each other, and the young man admired Ai. Those past relationships were so vivid in his mind, so how could he forget them?
"Yue Niang..." The wind and snow were blowing against his face, but he didn't feel cold. Instead, he was filled with poetry and was unhappy, "There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon!"
Using poetry to depict feelings, in the wind and snow, two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of Wang Yi's eyes.
His heart was surging, and he was consciously feeling sad. With this situation, this scene, this wind and this snow, wasn't it the right time for a flash of inspiration from heaven to help him develop his talent and become a true scholar?
Unexpectedly, at this moment of good wind, good mood, good snow, and beautiful scenery, Wang Yi saw Song Ciwan returning with another young man holding a paper umbrella in his tears.
Viewed from a distance, the picture is absurd both horizontally and vertically.
Wang Yi felt like he was struck by thunder, and suddenly the wind and snow came over him, making him feel extremely cold.
He pointed at Song Ciwan: "You, you..."
I was bitter for a long time, but I couldn't say a complete sentence.
Song Ciwan was still kind-hearted and smiled gently at him at this time: "Wang Langjun, long time no see."
She politely called Wang Yi "Wang Langjun" out of respect for the treasure boy!
When Wang Yi saw her calm and gentle smile, he staggered back as if he had been hit hard, and a surge of sadness rushed to his forehead.
As his emotions surged, he finally blurted out the fear and anger entangled in his heart: "Yes, long time no see! One day without seeing you is like three autumns, and we haven't seen each other for months, but it feels like a lifetime ago! Yueniang, I really doubt myself. Eyes, is there someone new around you?"
The tone was heartbreaking, as if crying blood.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yi suddenly turned his head and covered his face with his sleeves to cover up his shame and anger.
He was really ashamed and angry... Wang Yi even felt that he was extremely embarrassed when he blurted out such words!
Why did he have to speak so quickly and say such sour words? Doesn't this act like an incompetent and jealous husband?
Wang Yi was ashamed and angry. The scale of heaven and earth appeared, and there was a ball of anger on the scale.
[Human desire, greed, anger and ignorance, love and separation, cannot be obtained, two pounds and one liang can be sold. 】
Song Ciwan:...?
This was actually a bit unexpected, and she hadn't had time to show off anything yet!
Sure enough, a mature sheep should shed its wool on its own initiative.
A qualified ex-fiancé should learn to make up his own mind and guide himself?
Song Ciwan actually wanted to laugh. At this moment, she had a "hahaha" stuck in her heart, and she couldn't say it out loud.
But out of respect for this self-defeating sheep, she thought for a moment and found a suitable answer at this time.
Song Ciwan seemed to be getting up from a movie queen, and said with a faint melancholy: "Wang Langjun, since you and I have broken off the engagement, our past is over. What does it matter if there is a new person by my side? It is by your side. If it is, With the new guy, I don’t have a problem with it.”
These clear words made Wang Yi greatly stimulated again. He immediately put down his sleeves, turned back and stared at Song Ciwan and said: "But Yueniang, last time you said that as long as I am firm, no matter life or death, We can all be together!”
Last time? Which last time?
Oh, it was the time when Song Ciwan first awakened and obtained the first level of the Zuowang Heart Sutra through Wang Yi.
Song Ciwan recalled what she had said last time, and immediately decided to continue the style of last time, saying the gentlest words and touching the cruelest heart.
She replied gently: "Then are you determined? Wang Yi, have you gone back to go on a hunger strike? Have you convinced your mother? Or have you decided to go to the cleaning room with me and live together..."
Before the person who lives and dies together has finished saying the word "death", Wang Yi, who is opposite him, has red eyes and suddenly shouts: "My mother is dead!"
What?
Song Ciwan stopped talking for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.
For her, it was just a little embarrassing, but for Wang Yi, he shouted this sentence as if he had used the greatest courage in his life.
Wang Yi said loudly again: "Yue Niang, my mother is dead! Last night, my mother couldn't escape from the demon disaster. She is dead!"
His voice trembled slightly, as if he was crying. As he spoke, he raised his feet and approached Song Ciwan step by step.
In the fine snow, there seemed to be a cool breeze on both sides of his thin figure.
"Yue Niang, my mother is dead and I am in great pain. Do you know the feeling of a child who wants to take care of her but cannot be kissed?"
Song Ciwan:...
I know, am I not worse than you?
But she didn't say this. She had a feeling that this treasure boy was attacking himself again.
Wang Yi continued: "The most heart-wrenching thing is that we are thousands of miles apart. I cried when I saw one person missing from the high hall! My mother passed away, and I no longer have a mother! At that time, I felt like the world was falling apart, but after that, I felt faintly happy... Yueniang , no one will stop us from being together anymore!”
Song Ciwan:...? ? ?
To be honest, Wang Yi's sudden turn of phrase is really...it can dodge the waist of the filial son in the world!
Doesn't he even know what he was saying just now?
Wang Yi's situation is completely different from Yang Taixuan's!
Song Ciwan didn't know what to say anymore, seeing Wang Yi getting more and more excited.
He was still saying: "Yue Niang, you quit your job in the laundry room and we got married. From now on, I am the master and you are the master. I study hard and you add fragrance to your red sleeves. I am a winged bird in the sky, and the branches are arranged and the hair is knotted on the ground. As husband and wife, there is no doubt about their love..."
Of course Song Ciwan refused, but before she could say her refusal, she suddenly saw a golden light flashing in the night sky in front of her.
This golden light lit up high in the sky above Wang Yi's head. It was like a broken star from the world, breaking through the silence of the snowy night, and like a spark falling from the sky and falling into the world of mortals.
No, what it really fell into was Wang Yi’s head!
Wang Yi's footsteps stopped, and that golden spark fell on him. At this moment, his whole body seemed to be enveloped in a clear golden flame.
After a moment, the flame shrank and disappeared from between his eyebrows.
Wang Yi spread his palms, and two three-dimensional light golden seal characters appeared on his hands: No doubt!
It's just two words, short, and these two words are even very illusory, but when Song Ciwan stood opposite Wang Yi, it seemed that he could feel a dignified power like a mountain from these illusory words.
Wang Yi stood there with an ever-changing expression on his face. Song Ciwan could not describe the complexity of his expression at this moment. He stared, twisted his mouth, and twitched the corners of his mouth several times before finally opening his mouth and laughing wildly.
"Hahaha! My spiritual light has entered my body! Qi-nourishing state! It turns out that this is the Qi-nourishing state... I have become a real scholar!"
He stopped laughing and then cried: "Mom, I succeeded, haha! I really succeeded, woo woo..."
Song Ciwan:...Fuck, fuck?
But my generation is uneducated, so I can travel all over the world with just one word!
The scales of heaven and earth slowly emerged, and there was a new thing on the scales, but it was an illusory word, the word "doubt".
[The scholar's fantasy writing, the spiritual light is generated, the heaven and the earth interact, the Qi is drawn together, and it is mapped as "doubt". The Qi is nourished by levels and can be sold. 】
