The next day, when the young man appeared in front of everyone, everyone had mixed reactions.
This is really hell, and it's still a daytime hell.
"Little brother?!"
The coffee cup in An Siyue's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the dark brown stains stained her cheongsam, but she didn't notice it either.
Mr. An also stroked his chest, looking as if he was about to be out of breath.
If the master is like this, let alone the servants who are serving, they all stand on the spot blankly.
Some of them didn't know anything about last night's ghost marriage. At that time, those who participated in arranging the wedding were all selected by An Siyue. At this time, seeing the dead young master appearing alive in front of everyone, they couldn't help screaming Aloud: "Ghost... ghost——!"
Only then did An Siyue come to her senses, and she glared fiercely at the person who made the noise, and then someone knowingly covered his mouth and dragged him down.
Mr. An took a few more calming pills—since the death of his youngest son, he took medicine more and more frequently. After all, he was old and had a bad heart, so he couldn't bear any shocks.
The young man appeared together with Chang An, and they were standing at the door of the living room. Chang An was still wearing the wedding dress from last night.
It's not that he likes this dress so much that he wants to wear it every day, but that no one thought that he could survive, so there is no servant to prepare a change of clothes for him, so he can only show up in this suit.
It has to be said that the wedding dress matched the young man very well. The red dress complemented his fair complexion, his brows and eyes were pure and gentle, and the young man with a long body and a light back looked a different kind of beauty.
But no one was in the mood to appreciate this beauty. They all looked straight at the ground in front of the two of them, and they were relieved until they saw two dark shadows.
But it was just a sigh of relief, no one dared to approach, An Siyue calmed down, and then asked in a trembling voice: "Little brother, are you alive?"
Indeed, judging from the current state of the young man, he does not look like a dead person.
When An Chenglong's body was salvaged before, because he died of drowning, his body swelled a lot, his skin was blue and white and swollen, and he couldn't see his handsome appearance before birth at all.
However, the young man now has regained his good looks before he was alive, and he can't see any abnormalities in his every move. If he is seen by an uninformed person, he will definitely not think that he is a dead person.
No—well, he wasn't dead now, either.
He smiled and said, "Sister, it's really me, I'm alive."
"What's going on here?" Mr. An took a breather and finally spoke.
The young man looked tenderly at Chang An who was standing beside him and holding his arm: "It's all thanks to my wife, who voluntarily gave me half of his life, so I came back to life."
This is of course a lie, let alone that he doesn't want to be resurrected and can't be resurrected, even if he can be resurrected, he is not willing to take away the youth's life span.
"Is this true?" Mr. An looked at Chang An in disbelief, and asked as if seeking proof.
Chang An didn't know why he was so surprised, so he nodded in confusion.
In fact, before coming here, he also asked the young man this question.
After waking up, the young man did not disappear as he had promised. Chang An got up from the bed and found that the young man covered him with a quilt thoughtfully after he fell asleep last night, but his clothes were not changed. Somewhat crumpled.
But Chang An didn't pay attention to his clothes. He looked up and down the young man standing in front of him, and asked with some doubts: "Brother, are you alive now? But why don't I feel anything?"
The young man is standing on the ground with both feet on the ground now, and there is already a shadow of a human being, and his face is not as pale as last night. Except that his body temperature is as cold as ever, he is no different from a living person.
Based on what he said last night, it seems that I should have traded my lifespan to him
But Chang An felt it carefully, and didn't notice any changes in himself.
Half of the lifespan has disappeared, so why should there be some performance
Being watched by him full of curiosity, the young man smiled slightly: "What do you want to feel? Lifespan is something illusory, invisible and intangible."
Besides, he didn't actually take away the boy's life at all, and he couldn't bear to do so.
"However, do you really not regret it?" The young man asked deliberately, "Originally you were destined to live a hundred years, but now that you share your life with me, you can only live to be sixty at most."
Chang An looked at him in surprise: "Of course I don't regret it, it would be nice to live to be sixty."
He counted them one by one with his fingers: "According to what you said, I could live to be a hundred years old. At that time, no matter how strong my body is, I will definitely not be as young as when I was young. Maybe I have lost all my teeth. Action It’s also inconvenient, and there may be big and small diseases coming to the door. At that time, no matter how rich you are, you can’t enjoy it, and life will be no fun at all.”
The best example is Mr. An. He is now close to eighty, his heart and trachea are not very healthy, and he has to carry the medicine bottle with him all the time. Even if he has a lot of money, he can’t buy back his health, let alone enjoy it. .
To put it bluntly, whether it is food or women, he has no luck to enjoy it now.
"It's different at the age of sixty. If you die at that time, you won't be too old." Speaking of this, Chang An covered his face as if imagining the scene, shivering, "... I don't want to die with a wrinkled face."
"And." He added solemnly, "If you know how long you have to live, you will definitely cherish the time even more. After leaving Anjia, we will go around, enjoy the beautiful scenery, and eat delicious food all over the world. Wait When I get old, I will choose a geomantic treasure in advance as my final resting place."
Leaving and settling down here naturally refers to clearing the game. In Chang'an's cognition, after completing the task, you can enjoy it wantonly.
He was thinking about it enthusiastically, his eyes shining with longing.
This is what he wants to experience, the life of an ordinary person!
"What do you think?" After finishing speaking, Chang An finally remembered the young man standing aside, but for some reason, the young man's expression was a little dazed.
"I think... very good." The young man let out a long breath, and replied with a smile as if he had finally come to his senses.
The life in the boy's mouth was something he had never imagined.
In this way, there are only the two of them together, not disturbed by worldly affairs, and living as they please, for him, it is full of unreal feeling like a dream. But it is undeniable that this dream is indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that he can't help but start to look forward to it.
Or, because the person who created this dream was a teenager, he couldn't help but want to fulfill all his wishes.
But the boy's next words brought him back to reality.
"Then it's settled, brother." Chang'an said excitedly, like a child whose idea has been affirmed by an adult, and playfully stretched out his little finger, "Do you want to pull the hook?"
elder brother…
This title was obviously not given to him, and the person he saw in the boy's eyes might not be him either.
All his imagination revolves around the person he imagined, not himself standing in front of him.
Thinking of this, the heart in his chest seemed to be on fire, and the flames of jealousy almost dazzled his mind.
The young man's eyes were unpredictable, but he took a step forward and hooked Chang An's little finger: "That's the deal."
No matter what, the one standing in front of the boy now is him after all, isn't he? One day, he will replace that person's position in the young man's heart and become the most special one in his heart.
The fingers of the two hooked together, as if they had made an unbreakable oath.
Chang'an was just joking, but he didn't expect the young man to be so serious, so he couldn't help laughing. He shook the two fingers that were hooked together: "It feels like a child."
"Children take the oath seriously, don't they?" The young man let go of his hand with some reluctance.
"That's true." Chang An thought about it carefully, and based on the time of birth, he was actually still a baby.
But even if it is a small baby, he can be called a "giant baby", right
Thinking about it, he suddenly felt a burst of hunger.
In fact, since yesterday, he hasn't eaten much. It has to be said that the hunger is a bit late.
Seeing him covering his stomach, the young man reacted quickly: "It's time for breakfast, I should also tell my family the good news of my resurrection, let them all be happy, right?"
"Then let's go, I'm hungry too." Changan was happy for the tacit understanding between the two.
So there was the scene in the living room.
Wu Zhu hurried over after receiving the report.
Before she stepped forward, she just took a look from a distance and said: "Although the yang energy is not strong yet, the young master is indeed not a dead person now."
People now identify ghosts by seeing whether they have shadows under the light or whether they can walk under the scorching sun, but she knows that some powerful ghosts are not afraid of the sun, and shadows can be faked. Not true.
So when she looked at this young master, she first looked at the three fires on his body, if the fires were on, then he was not a dead person.
Although the yang fire on the young master's body was faint, it really existed. As for the others, Wu Zhu stepped forward again and pinched the young man's pulse.
The young man struggled undetectably, then let her check.
Feeling the blood flowing in the veins, a smile appeared on Wu Zhu's wrinkled face, and she didn't say anything else, just said "Congratulations, master".
Just this sentence made people understand what she meant.
"Okay - okay!" Mr. An slapped his thigh fiercely and smiled happily. Anyone could see his happiness.
The servants next to him were also, although they had different thoughts in their hearts, the smiles on their faces were exaggerated one by one, and the atmosphere in the room was suddenly as joyous as the New Year.
"Chenglong's survival is all thanks to you." Mr. An finally thought of Chang'an after he was overjoyed, "My good boy, just tell me what you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you."
"It's nothing, this is what I should do." Chang An truthfully expressed his thoughts, and Mr. An looked at him more lovingly.
"Father, he has been hungry all day, how about we talk about it after breakfast?" The young man grabbed Chang An's hand calmly.
"Yes, yes, yes! I was negligent!" Mr. An immediately ordered, and immediately a servant set up a large table of food in the dining room.
Mr. An had already had breakfast, and at this moment he was just sitting aside, watching Chang An eat lovingly.
Chang An is very serious when eating, and the gazes of the idle NPCs will not disturb him.
And this is the first time he has eaten human food, whether it is crab powder soup dumpling, sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, whitebait porridge with wheat kernels, or other delicacies, the taste is so delicious. He suddenly understood why there are so many foodies among human beings
The young man didn't need to eat for the time being, so he concentrated on putting vegetables in the boy's bowl. Seeing the boy with the snacks in his mouth and his bulging cheeks, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.
"Since I have been resurrected and married, do I have to change my family tree? Can't my wife follow me without a name?" After eating in Chang'an, the young man casually threw out an neglected issues.
"That's the truth." Mr. An agreed without much thought. He was also very mobile, and immediately went to find his brother who was in charge of the genealogy.
Opened the ancestral hall, took out the genealogy, and found the name of the young master. With a swipe of An Jiahe's pen, next to An Chenglong, the word Xia Nuo was added.
"Is it a promise?"
The young man's fingers slid across the wet ink, and smiled slightly.
From then on, he was An Chenglong.
The author has something to say: Boss: I finally have a title.
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There is another update, early warning, the next chapter will kill people again, scared cuties can watch it tomorrow~