Quick Wear: Another day when the villain is paying for it

The group returned to the village.

Liu Yanyu clearly felt a strange figure approaching him, and he lazily raised his eyelids to take a look.

It was the old woman who had been staring at him.

At this moment, she looked at him with a sense of surprise as if she had regained something she had lost, but she could not hide her caution. Her old face might be trembling with excitement, but for some reason she did not dare to get too close to him.

Liu Yanyu's heart suddenly ached for a moment, and this strange feeling made him confused.

He raised his hand to cover his heart, stopped walking, looked at the old man in front of him and exhaled, then lowered his head steadily and asked in a slow voice:

"Is there something wrong?"

This was the first time he was so polite. He didn't know how to describe his current mood. Heavy? Or, helpless?

The witch looked at his face, carefully, as if she were looking at an old friend. After a long while, she said hoarsely:

"What's your name?"

"...Liu Yanyu, the 'Yan' of a gentleman, and the 'Yu' of warm as jade."

"It's a good name."

Liu Yanyu lowered her eyelashes, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and raised a faint smile: "Master gave it to me."

Who would have thought that before this name that carries good wishes, he had another name - Shen Kun.

Trapped in a small world, unable to escape forever.

His father's "wish" for him was just "wish" that he would forever be a tool in his bid for succession to the throne.

After he finished speaking, he vaguely realized that he seemed to care too much about this stranger. His gentle expression fell and he looked at the old man: "Do you have anything else to say?"

The old man's mouth twitched and he shook his head slowly: "...No more."

Liu Yanyu nodded calmly: "Then I'll go first."

"...Okay." The old woman looked at his departing back for a long time. Something in her cloudy eyes shone with light under the sunlight, which flowed down her cheek and fell onto the land.

"I've grown up, but it's a pity that I can't see it anymore..."

*

"Ningning, have you ever seen your parents?"

"... Parents?" Xu Ning looked out the window, lost in memories. After a long while, she slowly shook her head: "I don't know, maybe I have seen them, maybe I haven't."

She has been here for a long time and should be very clear about the identities of her parents. Unfortunately, when she thinks about it now, her memory is only vague.

"But I heard that my parents were ordinary villagers in Yunshui Village, and later disappeared for some unknown reason."

Then she smiled and said, "But the villagers in Yunshui Village are very nice. They all take good care of me. Even without my parents, I am very happy."

The man's deep eyes flashed with a faint dark light, as if he was sure of something.

He stretched out his big hand and ruffled the girl's black hair, and asked softly: "If...your parents come back, what will you do?"

Xu Ning curled the corners of her lips and said, "I thought about this question when I was a child, but I have given up hope for so many years."

"If that day ever comes, I'll probably just feel embarrassed towards them."

"Maybe they were forced to do so for some reason, or maybe it was something important, but it's also true that they left me here without caring about me. I can't have no grudges against them at all. The only thing I can do is to show some filial piety and provide for their old age."

"…As for the rest, I can't guarantee it."

Mo Jinghuai silently embraced her and held her tightly in his arms: "...You still have me."