The young man's tone was very flat, not as if he was making a proposal to try a relationship, but as casual as if he was asking if he wanted to eat something.
Of course, no one can know that there is a beating heart hidden under his calm appearance.
But Chang An actually thought seriously.
In fact, this proposal made him quite tempted.
When he was a mirror, he was very curious about human emotions, and he once wondered why human beings have so many and such strong emotions. After being curious, he felt a little envious.
After becoming a human, his words and deeds are closer to human beings, but imitation alone will not work if he wants to obtain human emotions.
Although he has bad intentions, the young man's words are true. This kind of thing has to be experienced firsthand.
After seeing Chang'an's hesitation, the young man added another weight to the balance: "Actually, I am also a novice in this field. I also want to feel what it feels like to like someone. Chang'an is willing to satisfy me. A trivial wish?"
There was a tiny gleam in his eyes, which seemed to be expecting and praying.
"..."
It seems that there is no reason to refuse at all, Chang An nodded while thinking so, and then saw a dazzling smile on the young man's face.
In this way, Chang'an, who is still very inexperienced, stepped into the trap that the youth had already prepared.
As for whether the young man can catch his favorite prey as he wished, it remains to be seen.
but…
When Changan recovered from his smile, he asked the question that he had been very confused about just now: "You just said that you are a novice, but don't you know a lot?"
The image shown by the young man before was an experienced and reliable guide, that's why Chang'an trusted him so much. Knowing that he has no experience, Chang'an will inevitably be surprised, and there is also a kind of astonishment of cognitive subversion.
"I just have a lot of theoretical experience." The young man said without hesitation, "If you read a lot, you will understand some things if you don't understand them."
"And—" His eyes were meaningful, "Once you meet the right person, there are some things that you can learn without being taught."
Chang An half understood: "I read a lot, but I still haven't figured out some things!"
He boils it down to how complex human emotions are.
"Stupid Chang'an." The young man burst into laughter, patting the young man's head pamperingly, and said affectionately, "You haven't enlightened yet."
As long as one opening is opened, the seven emotions and six desires in this world can be fully integrated.
"Is that so?" Chang An thought for a while, "Then how can we get enlightened? Also, what should we do now?"
The relationship between him and the young man should be regarded as a lover, right? Chang An wondered uncertainly, what should ordinary lovers do
"The first step, let's start by holding hands." The young man said.
"Holding hands?" Chang An was slightly disappointed.
He had also held hands with the young man before, and he thought the young man would say something more innovative.
"It's not the same holding hands as before." The young man grabbed his palm and interlocked his fingers. The two palms were one big and one small, and they were inexplicably compatible when they were held together. "It's this kind of holding hands."
Chang An moved his fingers strangely. As soon as he moved, the young man tightened his fingers, and the feeling of being imprisoned was particularly obvious, as if... another person controlled a part of the right to act.
Perhaps this is the case between lovers, whether it is intentional or not, they will invade each other's space with the desire to plunder and possess, and want to become an inseparable whole with the other party. In this way, even when they are separated, they will be torn bloody.
"And then?" He felt the cold temperature of the young man's palm, and asked with great interest.
"Then, the title will also change." The young man seemed to remember something, "Up to now, Chang'an doesn't seem to have a fixed title for me."
When Changan recognized the wrong person before, he kept calling him "Brother", but after he found out about this, he used various names in turn.
"It's too old-fashioned to be called by my full name." The young man smiled. "Fortunately, this is my character. You can call me like this after Chang'an."
"Fortunately?" Chang An repeated.
The young man's voice was clear, and the two words came out of his mouth, with a sense of intimacy for no reason.
"Does this word have any special meaning?" He asked curiously.
"Probably because there was a rare heavy rain in Jinxiu City when I was born." The young man recalled, "My father said that my birth brought good luck to Jinxiu City, so after I was crowned, he gave me the word Fortunately."
At that time, Jinxiu City was still a small frontier city, with a harsh climate, drought and little rain all year round, but since he was born, the climate has improved a lot.
But this kind of good luck is for the residents of Jinxiu City, but for him, it is complete bad luck.
The young man fell into the memories of the past, when Chang An Que suddenly spoke.
"Is that the eldest sister?" He suddenly looked in one direction, and there was a woman with a graceful figure in a cheongsam standing there. Behind the woman was a business of the An family, which was also managed by Mr. An. the family.
"It's her." The young man confirmed her identity with just one glance.
An Siyue was standing at the door of a business house, talking with someone.
The man's back was facing them, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but judging from his figure, he should be a man.
After they finished speaking, they turned around slightly, and only then did they expose their actions to others.
The man held a bouquet of roses in his hand and handed it to An Siyue. An Siyue didn't know what to say, so she waved her hands, as if she was rejecting a few words with a smile. But the man still held the bouquet very persistently, until An Siyue took the roses, a smile appeared on his face.
Sending roses... represents pursuit, right
Chang An looked at the young man uncertainly, but was misunderstood by him: "Do you want it too?"
Before Chang An could answer, he said to himself: "I'm too careless. If you're in love, how can you not send flowers to your lover?"
Chang'an knew a lot. At this time, a little flower seller happened to pass by. She was carrying a flower basket with fresh flowers still dripping with dew.
The young man stopped her, and when he turned around again, he already had a complete bouquet in his hand.
There are different kinds of flowers in the little girl's flower basket, and the young man carefully matched them, and finally tied them into a bunch with daisy stems to form a flower ball.
"Like it?"
Chang An watched the young man's movements as if he was performing magic, his eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously: "I like it! You are so amazing!"
He praised sincerely, and couldn't wait to take the bouquet.
He had seen couples giving flowers before, and most of the receiving party would show a joyful expression. After Changan experienced it himself, he found that it really made people smile.
Although the reasons for their joy may be quite different.
Chang'an likes all creatures with strong vitality, which represent vigorous vitality, and the bunch of flowers in front of him is very suitable for his liking.
He put the bouquet under his nose and smelled it gently, but when he looked up, he saw An Siyue and the man got into a black car, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The young man followed his gaze and looked at the past, and there was a smile on his face because of Chang An's undisguised adoration.
Because he put more attention on Chang'an, he was not so concerned about An Siyue's affairs.
"It won't be long before there will be a happy event in the An family." He said casually.
The one who pursued An Siyue was a well-known young talent in Jinxiu City. He was more than ten years younger than An Siyue and the same generation as An Chenglong. Somehow, he was fascinated by An Siyue.
People who knew him thought he was bewitched, but he himself didn't think so. Instead, he said that An Siyue would not marry, and he was already planning to come to propose marriage.
The other party also has a big family and a big business, and Mr. Yi'an's character would not refuse this marriage, so he said that there was going to be a happy event.
But if one is bad, a happy event may turn into a funeral. He thought of what he saw just now, when An Siyue took the flowers, the angry expression of the baby spirit behind her, with his eyes downcast, concealing the cruel smile in his eyes.
Chang An didn't notice this at all, his attention was somehow attracted by an old man with a stooped body.
More precisely, he was attracted by a well leaning against him behind him.
That well has been abandoned for a long time, it was a well made of stones, and now there are overgrown weeds in the crevices of the stones, a bucket is tilted not far away, the ropes on it have long been rotten and broken, and the bucket itself is also broken A big hole was formed, and it could not be used to fetch water at all.
Chang An went in and probed to see that the well was extremely deep, and he could only see a dark hole in the mouth of the well. As for whether there was water in it, he couldn't see clearly.
"Little boy, don't get so close, be careful of the evil spirits at the bottom of the well, they will pull you down!" The sleeping old man suddenly opened his eyes and persuaded with a hoarse voice.
"Is there a ghost in the well?" Chang An turned his head.
"This well has been in existence for many years, why not many people slipped and fell down." The old man said so.
For some reason, Chang An always felt that he was not telling the truth.
Wronged souls, wronged souls, who stumbled and died, how can they be regarded as innocent souls
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That man was the one who was entrusted to kill Chang'an before, and the briquettes were also it.