My Boyfriend is A Munchkin

Chapter 8: Red butterfly

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Seeing that I didn't understand, he said again: "I mean, you love Hu Qianyi very much?"

"Yeah." I nodded, and then he thoughtlessly said: "Forget him, okay?"

"Why?" I didn't understand Han Yi's sudden words. Then I just heard him say: "Forget him, let me take care and love you."

"Are you crazy!" I said funny.

Hu Qianyi is my life, how can I say that I can forget it. Although Han Yi looks a lot like him, he is not Qianyi after all.

"I was serious!"

"Don't say it anymore. I can't accept you. Thank you for saving me today. I want to go back." I refused, and then walked off the floor. When I stood up, Han Yi grabbed my arm. .

I turned my head and looked at him suspiciously, and he was looking into my eyes. After a while, he said faintly: "Look at what time it is now, or wait until tomorrow morning and I will send you back."

Hearing what he said, I glanced at the clock on the table. It turned out that it was eleven o'clock in the evening. I didn't expect it to be so late, so I promised: "Okay, then." Then I sat down again.

"Is this your home?" I looked around. The layout of the room was very simple, with a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe. The windows were covered by curtains. I couldn't see where I was outside. Thinking, this should be Han Yi's room, right

"Yes, I live here alone." Han Yi said. I thought in my heart that if he lives here alone, he will feel more or less lonely!

Afterwards, I looked at my body again, my clothes were torn and dirty, "Han Yi, that... can I lend you a bath?" I said embarrassingly. Then, the thought of being touched by the corpse and Li Chang before, I feel sick!

"Of course." Han Yi stood up, took me to the bathroom, then looked at my clothes, walked to the closet after thinking of something, looked for a while, took out a white shirt, and brought it to me. "I don't have any girl's clothes here. You can't wear them anymore. These are my clothes. You can wear them first."

I took Han Yi's clothes with both hands, said thank you, and then went into the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, I put my clothes aside, then took off the dirty clothes on my body, turned on the hot water, and the water flowed from the top of my head to the whole body.

There is a big mirror in the bathroom. I rinsed it for a while. I turned and looked at me in the mirror. There was a bruise on my neck, which was pinched out by the disgusting and shriveled corpse during the day. I wondered about this, Li How could Chang have that kind of sorcery? I also suspected that it was not Li Chang, but when I asked, he said he was Li Chang. Could it be that he lied? So, who is this person? When he saw Han Yi today, he said, "I haven't seen each other for a thousand years, do they know each other?" Or, he is not talking about Han Yi at all, but Hu Qianyi! After all, anyone who knew Qianyi would mistake him for Hu Qianyi when he saw Han Yi.

"Does he know Qianyi? Who will he be..." I thought about it carefully, but I still didn't think of it. I don't know why. Since I got out of Shui Ling, the memory of Ling'er has been in my mind. It's very vague. Except for remembering the things between Hu Qianyi and me, I can't remember anything else, and it hurts when I think about it.

"Huh... Forget it, I still don't want to!" I turned off the hot water, then picked up the clothes Han Yi gave me, opened it, and looked at it.

After I put it on, the clothes didn't reach my thighs. Look at the pants I wore before, they are all dirty, so I washed them directly, thinking, wash them and let them hang here overnight, and they should be able to dry tomorrow.

After doing all these things, I walked out of the bathroom and found that Han Yi was no longer in the room. Since my hair was dry, I left the room and walked down the stairs slowly to see where Han Yi had gone.

When I came to the living room, I heard footsteps, and then Han Yi appeared before my eyes.

At this moment, he was holding a bowl of noodles and saw me coming. He looked at me without blinking, because I was only wearing a shirt. At this time, he was a little embarrassed to see me and went downstairs. , I said embarrassingly: "Well, the clothes are dirty, so I wear one." Because this shirt is big enough to cover almost to the knee, I dare to wear it like this.

At this time, Han Yi also realized that he was not looking good at me, so he dodged his eyes, and then said, "It's okay, you are dressed like this, you are beautiful."

Hearing Han Yi's words, I was stunned, and then smiled. After seeing what was in his hand, I asked incomprehensibly: "This is...?"

Seeing my question, Han Yi replied: "Oh, I was thinking, you should have not eaten anything for a day, so you have cooked a bowl of noodles. Come over and eat it while it is hot." Then, Han Yi took it. Put the bowl of noodles on the coffee table in the living room.

I walked over, Han Yi took my hand and let me sit on the sofa, and then handed me the chopsticks.

"Thank you..." I thanked, and took the chopsticks in Han Yi's hand. Today I did not eat anything, and I was indeed hungry. So after I took the chopsticks, I ate the noodles.

The taste of the noodles is okay. I didn't expect Han Yi to cook noodles, but if I think about it, he would naturally be able to live alone, otherwise he would starve to death.

Thinking of this, I asked Han Yi sitting aside: "Well, you live here alone, what about your family?"

Seeing me asking him, Han Yi poured a glass of water and put it in front of me, and said faintly: "I have no family."

No family? Hearing this sentence, my heart trembled slightly, and an unlikely idea reappeared in my mind.

"Well, how did your special ability come from? It seems to be very powerful." I pretended to ask casually, but my heart beat a drum.

He has no family, but life seems to be quite prosperous. He can come to Senyang to study. How did he do it without financial resources? Moreover, his mana is so powerful, it is really puzzling that an ordinary person can do this!

Everything about him, except for the difference in personality, is so similar to the original Hu Qianyi!

Am I sensitive

"Why are you asking about this?" Han Yi asked back when I asked him.

"It's nothing, it's just curiosity." I went over casually, and he just looked at me without saying a word. Finally, I felt that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, so I put down my chopsticks and said, "Well, I'm done."

"Well, it's too early. Go back to your room and go to bed earlier." Hearing what he said, I asked: "I sleep in the room, what about you?" I just looked at it roughly, and Han Yi seems to have only one in the house. room.

At this time, Han Yi said, "I sleep in the living room."

"Oh, then I'm going up." I said, then I stood up and prepared to go back upstairs, but just after two steps, I was stirred by the legs of the coffee table! If the center of gravity is unstable, go forward.

"Be careful." Han Yi reminded him, and then hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold my arm, and then pulled me vigorously to bring me into his arms.

With my face pressed against Han Yi’s warm chest, I could almost clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat. At this moment, Han Yi’s voice came from my ear: "How stupid, I would fall down like this."

Hearing this, I quickly pushed him away, and then said embarrassingly: "I didn't pay attention, I'm going back to the room first!" After saying that, I ran upstairs as if to escape, and then went back to the room just now and locked the door.

How could I be so nervous just now, he is not Hu Qianyi... Han Yi is too much like Qian Yi, every time I see him, he will always accidentally treat him as Qian Yi, how can I go on like this!

I shook my head vigorously, not wanting to worry about these things anymore!

Finally, I sat down next to the bed depressed and glanced at the clock. It was already more than twelve o’clock. However, I seemed to have slept too much today and was not sleepy at all, so I got up and walked to the window and opened the curtains. , Through the window, I saw the sky full of stars.

It would be nice if Qian Yi was by my side at this time!

Thinking of this, the scene where Han Yi saved me today came to my mind. How could he suddenly appear in Li Chang's villa

Just when I was thinking about this question, there was a slight noise on the side of the bed. I turned around and listened carefully. The sound came from the drawer of the desk next to the bed. After thinking about it, I I walked over curiously, put my hands on the sides of the drawer, and gently opened it, and then I saw a palm-sized glass bottle in the drawer.

"What's this?" I took out the glass bottle carefully. There was a red butterfly trapped in the bottle. Yes, it was red, and the red one was like blood.

The butterfly flapped its wings in the bottle, as if trying to escape from the bottle that was trapped in it, and at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him! "Don't touch that!"

Because he appeared behind me suddenly, I was so frightened that I let go of my hand, and the bottle fell to the ground and broke.

At this time, the butterfly flew out of the debris, and Han Yi hurriedly hit it with spiritual power, but didn't hit it. Then I saw the butterfly flying to the window and flying out through the glass window.

"It still ran away." Han Yi frowned when he saw the butterfly escape.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it..." I said sorry.

It's not right to just *** other people's things, and now I've let go of Han Yi's butterfly, look at his expression, that butterfly should be very important to him!

I was ready to be severely trained by Han Yi, but he said indifferently: "It's okay, just run away."

When Han Yi said this, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't you sleep?" Han Yi stopped paying attention to the flying butterfly, looking at me and asked.

"I can't sleep... By the way, how did you get in?!" I remember that I clearly locked the door, and I didn't hear the sound of opening the door just now, so how did Han Yi get in

"Come in through the wall."

"Wear..." I choked all of a sudden, and walked through the wall into the room most of the night. What is he doing... Thinking of this, my hands tightened involuntarily.