The hero always suspects me of cheating [Transmigration Book]

This kind of time lasted for about half a month.

Xing Yang sat on the wooden window, crossed his legs and looked out.

It seems that looking and seeing are nothing more than those scenes. Time here seems to be stagnant. The flowers do not fade, and the grass does not grow. Day after day, he is holding a book of miscellaneous talks, which was given to him by Qi Guanshui more than ten days ago. The one handed over.

ding ding.

The boy in gray stood beside the round table with his head down, knocking on the bowl with his chopsticks.Food is delivered every day, and I don't know who it came from. Four dishes and one soup are steaming.Xing Yang didn't move, and smiled at him with his head tilted: "You eat first."

The servant gestured and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"

He has been following Xing Yang for the past few days, and his words and deeds have relaxed a little. He is no longer as tense as before, and his gestures are also much more agile. Now Xing Yang can barely see what he wants to express. up.

Xing Yang shook his head: "I'm hungry, but I don't want to eat."

The boy raised his eyelids and glanced at him. Xing Yang stretched his legs outside and talked to him sideways. "Then why don't you eat it?" The servant pointed at his face, "Are you tired of looking at me?"

He doesn't seem to use sign language very often, Xing Yang thought for a while before he understood what it meant.

This boy has a fair face, his eyebrows are neither light nor heavy, and his eyes are like a black stream. His eyes are dead and heavy, and it takes a long time to turn them. When standing there, he behaves perfectly. , with both hands hanging quietly by his side.

Ordinary people look at people, and the objects or people they see will form a general impression in their heads.But he is different. When he looks at people, he only sees this person, and everything beside him does not exist.

Xing Yang shook his head and said, "No."

The wooden window is an ordinary wooden window, half of his body is in the sticky aroma of the room, and the other half hangs outside.Xing Yang hesitated for a moment, stretched out a hand, and said casually, "When will Ah Shui come back?"

The boy knocked on the bowl twice again, the rhythm was fast and urgent, and it sounded a little displeased.He stood alone in front of the table, pursed his mouth and pushed the bowl in. It was full of soup, and it was not too hot. He held it with his hands and sent it to the wooden window.

He raised his head, exposing his snow-white neck, with a delicate profile like a little girl, and stubbornly pushed the bowl of soup to Xing Yang's side.

Xing Yang pushed him back with his backhand, the boy was stunned for a moment, looked down at the steaming bowl of soup, then pushed him back, Xing Yang pushed him back again, the two of them tossed and turned, tossing and turning A poor bowl of soup.

The last time Xing Yang's eyes were filled with impatience, he pressed his five fingers around the white porcelain bowl, and moved it to the other side, then turned over and sat back, with a blank expression on his face: "Is it over?"

The boy closed his mouth and looked at him with moist eyes, innocent and indifferent.

Xing Yang felt a fire in his heart.He is used to gentleness on weekdays, and he doesn't like to lose his temper with others. No matter how big the anger is, he keeps it in his heart, but today is different——he can weigh and understand some things clearly, and he can bear it again and again. , I just want to find out if there is any other way out.

But in the past half a month, he left as soon as he said, there was nothing he could do, it might as well turn his face outright.

The boy reached out and poked Xing Yang's clothes corner.His fingertips are round and beautiful, revealing a bit of a beautiful tinge, and his fingers are also slender, like a pampered and delicate daughter.Xing Yang opened his hand with a snap, and said, "Are you finished?"

He asked again, with irrepressible anger in his tone.

The servant tilted his head in confusion, pointed at the soup beside Xing Yang, and gestured for him to drink it quickly.

"——cloth." Xing Yang said coldly: "Has anyone ever told you that your current appearance is exactly the same as that on Miaochun Peak?"

Not long ago, he was sitting here too, laughing and telling him about the separated piece of fabric.

Once upon a time, there was a man on Miaochun Peak, who spoke submissively, always hunched over, bowed his head, and was extremely patient with everyone, docile, gentle, sincere and cowardly.He was the first person to get up every day, folded the quilt neatly, went to loosen the weed field of the master, and then went to sweep the dust in front of a few brothers and sisters.He started the fire in the kitchen, and he prepared the cakes and meals with all his heart. He waited for the juniors to finish the fire, and then silently cleaned up the broken cakes.

No one looked down on him, and no one saw him as a threat.

Until one day, a pair of sharp scissors fell from the sky and cut the fabric in half.Half of them left freely with Taoist Zongyue, while the other half stayed on Miaochun Peak forever. No one thought that the most harmless person would have the ability to keep them all in the dark .

Xing Yang's palms were sweating, he didn't intend to run - he couldn't run away at all.

The servant stared at him intently, and after a long while his calm face finally moved, a smile was slowly pulled out from that clear young boy's face, like a paper mask, which was suddenly split from it, giving a gloomy look Scary, "When did you see it?"

He can talk.

The boy's body was not yet fully developed, and his face was a little immature. When he opened his mouth to speak... it was a deep and hoarse voice of an adult male.

No wonder he had to speak.

Feng Tianyue has been with Zong Yue for many years, and has already learned her ability to peel off her skin and bones, but her voice is difficult to disguise, so she simply pretended to be dumb, and if she didn't speak, she would naturally not show her feet.

"A long time ago." Xing Yang curled up his fingers invisibly. It's one thing to see through it, but it's another thing to say it and tear it face to face. When I left, I didn’t want me to wander around, so I would naturally find someone to look after me. There are too many places where people can take advantage of loopholes.”

Feng Tianyue nodded, he took a step forward, his bones cracked, and after a few breaths, his figure skyrocketed, as if he had condensed years into one step, and the outer skin suddenly fell off, revealing the smiling face.

"Continue," he said with a smile, "Go on, haven't you talked about how you recognized me?"

"..."

How can you recognize it?That's how I recognized it.It might be just a few small actions, or a word by accident. Hundreds of years have passed in the Shenxu, and even Feng Tianyue herself can't remember what kind of posture he was at that time.But Xing Yang remembered.

At this moment, the sky broke, and Feng Tianyue suddenly said: "Oh, I forgot, you don't think how long it has been?" He leaned closer: "You went back... because of Bing Dilian, right? I think so, if You are still in this world, and they don't have to work so hard to find the other half of Bettilian."

Xing Yang's heart skipped a beat. In this short moment, he seemed to have caught something terrible. He stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to ask, but Feng Tianyue suddenly raised his waist and directly grabbed his neck, ruthlessly Press on the wooden window——

He leaned against Xing Yang, picked up the bowl of still warm soup with one hand, smiled and handed the edge of the bowl to his mouth. What are you doing to spoil the fun? Come on, finish the soup first, drink it when it’s cold, and you’ll have a stomachache again.”

Xing Yang gave him a disgusted look, and looked away.

Feng Tianyue suddenly became fierce, and the strength in her hands increased, pinching Xing Yang so that she let out a muffled grunt.

"I said," he pinched Xing Yang's face, Yin Jie said: "Drink this bowl of soup."

He exerted more and more force, showing no intention of relaxing at all. Xing Yang gave a dry cough, and finally lowered his head and finished the soup with his hand.

"It's really good." Feng Tianyue boasted: "Only being good can you get better treatment. If you start making trouble early in the morning, then the day after Qi Guanshui leaves, you will leave early with me. Now it's pretty good , at least I spent a few days here in peace.”

Xing Yang wiped the soup stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and the corners of his eyes swept the ground, but he didn't want to look up at him.

From the beginning, he didn't expect to wait for Qi Guanshui or Qi Guanlan to come back.The first time Qi Guanlan didn't show up for a few days, if he hadn't happened to meet Yuming, he might have been taken away long ago; the second time Qi Guanshui left again, Feng Tianyue probably had a plan to take him away before he came back walk him-

As for whether it was the day after Qi Guanshui left or the day before his return, it made no difference.

Feng Tianyue cleaned up the dishes by herself, knelt on one knee on the bed to fold the quilt, drew the curtains, and then arranged the tables, chairs and benches, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

He leaned sideways, opened the door for Xing Yang, let him go out, then turned around, closed and locked the door, slowly and without tension, as if someone who was about to leave was seriously locking his own door.

It was just dawn, and the breath outside was also sober, with the dampness of just staying overnight, sweeping over the ears chilly; there was a little bit of beautiful glow in the sky, which was actually redder than the sunset glow.

Xing Yang looked down at his boots, and suddenly asked, "Did I provoke you? Why are you pestering me?"

Feng Tianyue was stunned for a rare moment, and when she spoke again, she had a teasing smile on her face: "Junior Brother Xing treats each other with courtesy on Miaochun Peak, it will be unforgettable in this life."

Xing Yang sneered, obviously not believing it.

"It's okay if you really talk about it. I've read the pamphlet. Everything is written in it. The beginning, the ending, and a few words are enough. I didn't find me, but I found your two You're so small, it's really enviable," Feng Tianyue said with a smile, "I can get what I want, I haven't enjoyed such an honor before, and I can't sleep or eat at ease. After thinking about it, I suddenly realized. This life has been full of hardships, wandering and wandering, never peaceful, maybe it is a hard life, no matter how perfect it is, it is just a last-minute reunion, how can it be worthy of someone else's life?"

He raised his hand and lightly touched Xing Yang's face, "Since I can't get it anymore, I might as well destroy other people's 'must get'. This is the only way to write the word 'fair' exactly the same."

"I'll plant flowers and grass for you, and fabricate such a small place. There will be no death and no change. You stay there, just like your original world." He smiled, "Isn't it good?"

Xing Yang thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said, "Not good."