novelraw Chapter 229
Chapter 229
Nuan Sheng had already forgotten the boy's name, but he only knew that he was also very strong and could endure the extreme cold.
That young man was born with a good skin, a pair of dark brown peach blossom eyes are extremely charming, sword-like eyebrows are heroic, a pair of thin vermilion lips are under the high bridge of the nose, and a few buttons of the white shirt have been loosened, revealing the delicate collarbone, which is very charming. seductive.
"Nuan Sheng, let's go!" Wang Yuan knew of her existence at some point, pushed her away, and stopped the young man with his hand, "Let her go, for the sake of old love."
"You said let me let her go." The young man laughed a few times, playing with the ring in his hand, the bright red gemstone exuded a seductive light like a rose, "Then who will let me go?"
"This is your own choice, and it is what you deserve."
Human beings always give up their souls for the sake of great power. As everyone knows, real power is ethereal and has nothing to do with power and power. You can't see or touch this kind of thing.
After all, Wang Yuan was still not holy enough, the powerful resentment quickly swallowed him back, and there were traces of blood on the corner of his mouth—if he was seriously injured.
"Give up, you are no longer the same now." The boy's indifferent face showed no expression, and his eyes were also cold. He jumped up and tapped his light toes in the air a few times. A trace of melancholy.
Wang Yuan covered his chest and closed his eyes in despair.
He saw the future.
It was already evening when Nuan Sheng saw Wang Yuan again.
Wang Yuan looked at Nuan Sheng who was sitting in the study studying hard, with a somewhat apologetic smile on his face.
His smile has always been so perfect, so perfect that no flaws can be seen, just like his acting skills.
"Are you hungry?" His voice was still as gentle as before, and Nuan Sheng nodded.
"Grandma, two fried rice with eggs!"
Coincidentally, both of them avoided talking about what happened in the afternoon, as if it didn't happen at all.
Just like this world, in fact, it is not perfect and holy.
On the contrary, it is hypocritical.
Some people may think that this contradicts the previous introduction, but it is not.
Everyone who was born here knows that the seemingly peaceful world has already been full of loopholes. As time goes by, there are very few people who are as holy as before, not even one among 1 people.
As a result, the world of goodness in the past has become the hypocrisy of the present.
For example, only hypocrisy can find the law of survival in this world.
Grandma had already eaten two servings of fried rice with eggs and served them in front of them. Wang Yuan was very grateful to her. Grandma had been with him since he was born, never left, and witnessed all his experiences.
In the final analysis, it is still inseparable from hypocrisy.
Nuan Sheng suddenly remembered what she read in a certain book: There are no absolute good or bad people in this world.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that the smile on Wang Yuan's face was so hypocritical.
After pulling his applause, Nuan Sheng wrote a few words on his cold palm: You are hurt.
The boy was slightly taken aback, and calmly pushed Nuan Sheng's hand away, his expression became serious for a long time: "Nuan Sheng, I still like the old you better."
Nuan Sheng lowered her head, and suddenly remembered the low self-esteem she used to be.After getting to know Wang Yuan, all this has changed.
Wang Yuan!This young man bathed in sunshine, the smile on his face is warm and sunny, bright and gorgeous, always giving people a different kind of warmth.
Wang Yuan Wang Yuan is so eye-catching.
"I'm sorry, Nuan Sheng, I'm a little annoyed, I couldn't control it all at once." How could Nuan Sheng not know that Wang Yuan was telling her not to ask about this matter, both openly and secretly.
The starry sky doesn't know who it looks like, but Qiange only knows that the starry sky in his eyes is Wang Yuan's beautiful eyes, and her reflection is in the eyes, echoing the starlight, which is strangely soft.
The boy in the dream was as warm as before, with a bright smile on his face, very much like the first time he met him.
The boy in the dream stretched out his hand to her with a smile, and hugged her into his arms, like a child longing for love and care.
In the dream, the teenager stood on the other side of the Milky Way, holding a gorgeous white rose in his hand, stepping on the invisible stairs in the air, walking towards her step by step.
She woke up, the dream shattered.
The teenager in the dream is just a dream, not reality.
It was as if she suddenly saw the silhouette of a boy by the window, and the boy's face could be seen through the moonlight. She had just washed the boy most concerned about by the boy in the dream—Wang Junkai.
She seemed to have known this man before.
The man was gorgeously dressed in black leather boots.Through the bangs, you can vaguely see the black lotus imprint between the eyebrows.
"You shouldn't belong here." His voice was like a gust of wind, ready to blow away at any moment.
She doesn't belong here, where does she belong? Qiange suddenly felt that this joke was absurd, and it didn't fit the image of a boy in her mind as tall and tall.
"The place you are going is not here." The boy's voice was light, but it gave off a sense of calmness, "Let Wang Yuan believe in you, he can help you return to the place you should be." The boy disappeared in a daze Now, the night is still night, and there is no one outside the window.
The light was dim, and Qian Ge felt that all this was like a dream, and the boy who appeared suddenly disappeared as if he could teleport.
And those strange words are really hard to believe.
The most sincere advice is often regarded as the most disgusting language by human beings, so this rotten kindness is in vain, and the kind person becomes an accomplice and is pulled into the endless abyss.
Angels who fall to the mortal world often do not end well.
Some of the drowsy brain was inattentive, and memory fragments flooded into his mind one after another. Qiange seemed to remember something, but he didn't seem to remember anything.
The gray dark clouds blocked the original starry sky, and the picture outlining the appearance of people in the starry sky disappeared, replaced by a gloomy sky.
A few muffled thunders sounded in the sky, followed by a downpour.
The fickle weather is like a fickle person. He was smiling one second, but angry the next second.
Qian Ge was a little worried about her sister by the pond. The rain was so heavy that the suddenly flooded fish pond would submerge the bamboo house. In my memory, such things had happened before.
I remember that they couldn't go anywhere at that time, because of economic and conditional constraints, they could only spend the night in the open space. It happened to be winter at that time, and the temperature between day and night was very different.
During the day, you can still rely on the gentle sun to keep warm, but at night, even with a bonfire and two people huddled together to keep warm, they still feel cold.