"An Yi! Come back soon!" I yelled anxiously, "Do you know how worried my sister is about you?"
"I... can't... come back."
"An Yi, don't be afraid, sister is capable now, she will rescue you."
"I'm not leaving... I still have something to do... I haven't finished it..."
I froze for a moment, did An Yi stay in that dark place voluntarily
Why? I can't figure it out.
"Sister... Don't worry, I will come back..." The voice got lower and lower, and then disappeared completely.
After that, no matter how I shouted, I never heard back.
At this time, the wall clock struck one o'clock in the morning, and the Yin-Yang mirror lit up with golden light again. The dark world in the mirror disappeared, and it returned to an ordinary bronze mirror, which fell back into Yin Shengyao's hands.
I fell into a chair in despair: "Why doesn't he come back? Could it be... does he hate me?"
"Don't think about it." Yin Shengyao came over and pressed my shoulder, "Maybe he has some chance over there."
I was startled, chance
By the way, it is written in many novels that the protagonist comes to a different world because of a car accident, and then gets a golden finger, encounters various adventures, and becomes a generation of powerhouses.
Could it be that An Yi will also become a strong man
Hope rose again in my heart, I clenched my fist, and said: "You are right, although An Yi is young, he is a good boy who knows how to measure. Since he refuses to come back, he has his reasons. He guards his physical body well."
I stayed with An Yi for a while, and went home, because I had said hello before, so we made such a fuss, and the nurse didn't come to ask, but just looked at us with a strange look, like looking at two lunatics.
When I got home, I took out my key and was about to open the door when suddenly the door opposite opened.
I turned around and saw that it was Tang Mingli.
He originally had a smile on his face, but when he saw Yin Shengyao who was following behind me, his face suddenly darkened.
I instinctively said: "Mingli, I can explain..."
"Who is he to you? Do you want to explain to him?" Yin Shengyao looked at Tang Mingli provocatively with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Tang Mingli's eyes were full of anger, as if two sharp knives were about to scrape off my skin alive.
He came straight to me, gritted his teeth and said, "So, you are so unfeeling to me, is it because of him?"
"It's not...Ming Li, actually he's just..."
Before I could finish my explanation, Tang Mingli interrupted me roughly. His eyes were red with anger, and he almost lost his mind. He grabbed my shoulders and said, "Today is New Year's Eve, and you actually went out with him, don't you guys? The two went out to watch the fireworks like those young couples? Yuan Junyao, Yuan Junyao, have you forgotten? How did he treat you at that time?"
As if I had been hit on the head by someone, I stared blankly at him: "You... know?"
Tang Mingli was also taken aback for a moment. He was so angry that he was so outspoken that he said the worst thing he should have said.
"So... you know all about it?" I took two steps back, my eyes were empty and my voice was trembling, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, how could someone with your status not be found?"
"Jun Yao..." He reached out to grab me again, but I slapped him away.
"Jun Yao, listen to me..." There was a hint of anxiety in his voice.
"Since you knew I was dirty, why did you still come close to me?" I looked up at him, tears rolling down my cheeks, "Why do you still say you like me? And you want to be with me? You know what? I almost believed it!"
"The words I said are all sincere." He said seriously, "I don't care about your past at all, what I fancy is the present you. So I can't accept that you actually abandoned me, and this hurt Be with your man!"
He was angry and anxious, and continued: "Could it be that you have Stockholm Syndrome? You actually fell in love with a man who hurt you the most?"
Stockholm Syndrome refers to a complex in which the victim has feelings for the perpetrator, and even helps the perpetrator in turn. This emotion causes the victim to have a good impression of the perpetrator, to rely on him, and even to assist the perpetrator.
I was trembling all over, and said with a trembling voice: "Tang Mingli, what is it about me that interests you that makes you go to such lengths to get close to me? You are really calculating, knowing that I have just been hurt and have no money Healing my younger brother’s illness is desperate, if you show up at this time and extend a helping hand to me, I will be grateful to you, trust you from the bottom of my heart, and even admire you.”
I suddenly laughed, and the laughter was shrill: "Tang Mingli, you almost succeeded! Fortunately, I have self-knowledge, knowing that it is impossible for a person like you to fuck me, so I controlled myself, I didn't fuck you, that is really good."
Hearing this sentence, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
The smile on my face was bitter and cold, and I looked at him like looking at a stranger: "Actually, I guessed it a long time ago. I should have stayed as far away from you as possible, so as not to be hurt by you one day. But you treat me too Well, since I was a child, no one has ever been so kind to me except my grandmother and younger brother, so I hesitated, I want to feel the feeling of being cared and hurt more, but this is just a dream, no matter how beautiful the dream is, There will always be a day when you wake up. It’s good to wake up earlier.”
After all, I took a step back, walked into the house, and slammed the door shut, shutting them both out.
I finally couldn't hold back, squatted down, hugged my knees and cried loudly.
"Jun Yao, open the door!" Tang Mingli knocked on the anti-theft door of my house and said anxiously, "Listen to me explaining to you..."
"Explain what?" Yin Shengyao had a mocking smile on his lips, "Explain your motive for approaching her? Do you really dare to say it?"
Tang Mingli turned his head, a killing intent permeated his body.
Yin Shengyao said: "What? Want to fight?"
The bronze sword appeared in Tang Mingli's hands. At this moment, he was surrounded by black energy, as terrifying as a devil.
"You can fight if you want to, but don't fight here." Yin Shengyao said, "Let Jun Yao be quiet and let's find another place to learn from each other."
"Shut up!" Tang Mingli pointed at him with a knife, and said angrily, "I won't allow you to call her name, you hurt her so deeply, you don't deserve it!"
This time, even Yin Shengyao was angry, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Very well, Young Master Tang, the grievances and grievances between us can be settled today."
"Anytime."
They left, and I don't know where they fought. Anyway, men are like this, and they don't agree with each other.
But it has nothing to do with me.
I wiped away the tears from my cheeks, stood up, and my eyes became cold and determined.
In the end, all I can rely on is myself.
My desire to become stronger has never been so strong.
I refined two batches of spirit-gathering pills, and closed the door to practice in seclusion, even though the sky was dark outside, and the sun and the moon were dark.
I don't know how long it took, but when I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the seventh day.
The long Spring Festival holiday has passed, and many people have already gone to work and school. I felt that there seemed to be someone outside the door. I scanned it with my spiritual sense, and found that Tang Mingli was sitting at the door, leaning against the door, covered in injuries. He seemed too tired and had already fallen asleep. up.
I didn't want to see him again, so I packed up and jumped out of the window with my luggage.
Although this is the thirteenth floor, with my current cultivation base, it is nothing more than a trivial matter.
"Where are you going?" When I landed on the ground, suddenly a person came out from behind the big tree nearby, it was Yin Shengyao.
He also had injuries on his body, and there was a deep scar on his handsome cheek, which could not be healed within ten days and half a month.
With a cold face, I said, "It has nothing to do with you."
"Tang Mingli and I have to fight every day for the past seven days." He smiled wryly, "It's only in exchange for your heartless words."
"Who told you to fight?" I said coldly, "Young Master Yin, whether it's you or Young Master Tang, you are rich and powerful, what kind of woman can't you get? I beg you, don't make up your mind. Hit me, I'm just an ordinary little monk with nothing, you should do a good deed, let me go, okay?"