I, Qinghuan

The movie is a standard Lunar New Year popcorn movie. It gathers a lot of traffic niches and traffic florets as guest stars. The protagonist lets the actor and actress resist word-of-mouth. The special effects are better than the plot. After watching it, you forget what the story is about.

Qing Huan's playing time in it was less than 2 minutes, and disappeared after contributing a rather amazing scene of removing the mask.After all, she is not in the movie circle, and the director also knows that the group of people who watch the movie don't like her, a traffic artist whose face is greater than her acting skills, so she just needs to make a scene to deceive fans.

After Qing Huan finished playing, Nan Yang closed his eyes.

From her gradually long breathing, Qing Huan could hear that she had slept for a while.However, Nan Yang can control the duration of her nap. Basically, she opened her eyes the moment the ending song sounded.

After watching the movie, the two waited for the audience to finish before going out wearing masks.

When they got to the door, they found Cheng Mingming and Qi Yi waiting there.Tomorrow night, Cheng held an ice coke with a bottom left in his hand, covered his stomach with his hands, and his face was a little pale.

Tomorrow night Cheng took the initiative to say: "I saw you just now, let's go back together."

Qing Huan noticed something was wrong with Cheng Mingming, and asked, "Ah Cheng, you don't seem to be feeling well?"

Mingwan Cheng nodded awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "Hmm... I drank too much iced Coke."

Qi Yi's expression was a bit guilty, she was an adult, and she could drink this kind of iced drink in winter, but she forgot that Cheng Cheng was still a teenager tomorrow night.It was her negligence to drink two large glasses of iced Coke for a child at once.

Nan Yang knew that the princess jumped off a cliff and died, her internal organs were smashed to pieces.Ah Cheng paid the price of the forbidden technique and accepted the same broken internal organs. Except for the hot pot, which she usually prefers, she avoided this kind of stimulating food.After drinking two glasses of iced cola at once, my stomach must be feeling uncomfortable now.

"Go back." Nan Yang said.

It was almost late, and the four of them went to the underground garage together.It was Qing Huan who drove the car when she came, and Nan Yang wanted to drive for her when she went back, but the driver's license lost by Jiang Banxia hadn't been completed yet, so she had to give up.Qi Yi took over the burden of driving, Qing Huan sat in the passenger seat for the convenience of showing her the way, and let Nan Yang and Ming Wan Cheng sit in the back row.

The car was driving on the road, and Ming Wancheng was leaning weakly, sweating coldly, with his hands tightly covering his abdomen.

When passing through the tunnel, Nan Yang suddenly turned his head, stretched out his palm to her, and said softly, "Come."

Tomorrow night Cheng looked at Nan Yang in surprise.

Nan Yang whispered another word coldly: "Hand."

Cheng Ming was stunned for a moment, then trembling, he carefully placed his hand on Nan Yang's palm.Nan Yang didn't hold her, but after putting his palms together, he mobilized his inner strength to let bursts of true energy flow into Ah Cheng's body, relieving her burning viscera.

Tomorrow night, Cheng lowered his eyes, feeling the pain being soothed by Nan Yang's internal force, and did not joke with Nan Yang as usual.After a while, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet, and there was a rare bitter smile on her lips. She lowered her voice and said, "Thank you, ancestor, you... care about me so much... Really, thank you."

Nan Yang looked at Qing Huan in the front row and murmured softly, "You should thank her. She taught me how to care for others."

Mingwan Cheng took his hand back, and his tone was full of respect: "I'm much better."

"Ah."

Nan Yang resumed his upright sitting posture, crossed his arms, and quietly watched the night scene flashing outside the car window.

Under the neon lights, Nan Yang sitting by the car window looks like the God of Frost and Snow who has fallen into the impetuous world. The natural curvature of the back is like a daffodil flower, and the long black hair that is scattered like ink splashes wraps her slender Her shoulders were washed on the snow-white sweater velvet, like dead wood branches covered with fine snow.

She tilted her head slightly, a glare flashed on her left ear, her light brown eyes silently stared into the distance, and the colorful brilliance of the street flowed and rolled in her pupils, as if the generations of time for thousands of years had passed away. Ups and downs in those eyes one by one.

What a cold and gentle person.

Master Qing Huan must have paid a lot back then to get such a beautiful person.

In the new year, I hope that the ancestor and the master can be together well, and nothing will happen again.

Tomorrow night, Cheng made a New Year's wish in his heart.She was very sincere when she made the wish, and she never thought that her wish would cause a wave of terrible poisonous milk.

When the four of them arrived at the hotel, they parked their cars and walked to the lobby, only to be summoned by an uninvited guest sitting in the lobby.

"Nan Yang."

Familiar voice.

Nan Yang's footsteps stopped instantly, and almost at the same time, she frowned and looked coldly at the source of the voice.

Ginger pinellia.

It was only a few days ago that Nan Yang stabbed her. It stands to reason that the wound was so deep that she should still be on the hospital bed now.But Jiang Banxia stood in front of her like this, her beautiful face was as pale as paper, her hand was still covering her chest wound, it could be seen that she was in a very bad condition, and there were still bruised needle holes on the back of her hand.

Except for Nan Yang, none of the other three had ever seen Jiang Banxia, ​​and Mingwan Cheng didn't know the existence of this woman.So the three of them stopped, thinking they were Nan Yang's friends, waiting for them to catch up.

Nan Yang's voice was very cold: "What are you doing here again?"

Jiang Banxia said to herself, "I have something to tell you."

Nan Yang's face was frosty: "I have nothing to say to you."

"I don't mind saying it here." Jiang Banxia took two steps forward with a provocative smile on his lips.

Nan Yang just looked at her, frowning and not speaking.

"Where do you want to start listening?" Jiang Banxia's smile deepened, and she rubbed her chest and heart with her fingers. "Why don't you tell me about this little gift you gave me. It's something I will never forget."

Nan Yang's eyes sank.

Jiang Banxia leisurely looked at Qing Huan beside Nan Yang, and sneered, "After all, this isn't the first time you've done this, right?"

This isn't the first time you've sent a blade into a person's heart, is it?

Qing Huan could clearly feel Nan Yang's back froze instantly.

Immediately, Nan Yang turned his head and took a deep look at Qing Huan's face, as if trying to suppress some emotion in his eyes.She didn't stay silent for a long time, she quickly looked away and said in a low voice, "You guys go upstairs first."

Tomorrow night, Cheng somehow saw some clues, knowing that Nan Yang needed to deal with some things alone, so he called Qi Yi and Qing Huan to go to the elevator room first.

When Qinghuan left, she couldn't help but look at Jiang Banxia a few more times.Her intuition told her that this woman liked Nan Yang, and it was not an ordinary one.Listening to their few words of conversation, maybe there is some past between them.

Looking at those gray eyes, it seems to be a mixed-race woman. Could it be when Nan Yang was in Australia...

She felt very uncomfortable, but she also knew that she shouldn't talk at this time, so she just walked into the elevator with Ming Wancheng with her head depressed.

Nan Yang turned around and went to a small garden behind the hotel, Jiang Banxia followed behind her, his footsteps were still vain.

When he reached a secluded corner, Nan Yang stopped and stood beside a dense poplar tree, frowning slightly: "Didn't I explain clearly enough to you last time?"

Jiang Banxia squinted her eyes, and there was no respect in her tone: "You are indeed very clear, but so what? I like you, and you are not the only one who has the final say. If I want to annoy you every day like this, you So what? Who told me to know all your secrets, as long as I want, I can immediately let everyone in the world know that you are a monster that has lived for 3000 years, and I can also let my uncle Qinghuan know immediately, 3000 years ago, how did you cruelly exterminate her family, and how did you cruelly let her die in front of you..."

"You really want to talk to me like this?" Nan Yang interrupted her coldly, "You are reminding me time and time again that only the dead will not reveal my secrets, aren't you?"

"You won't kill me," Jiang Banxia looked reassuring, "this is not the chaotic era 3000 years ago, and now you kill someone, you will go to jail. You have waited 3000 years, is it possible that you are willing to be in prison Live the rest of your decades? Or be a fugitive on the run and never live in peace for the rest of your life?"

Nan Yang was unmoved at all: "I don't mind adding an unsolved case to the police station's files."

Seeing that the threat had no effect on Nan Yang, Jiang Banxia said again: "Nan Yang, haven't you thought about it, maybe she doesn't want to entangle you in this 99th life at all?"

Nan Yang heard Jiang Banxia's words becoming less and less deterrent, and turned around to leave.

"Nan Yang!"

Jiang Banxia stopped her and continued: "Don't you think you are selfish? Because of your guilt and regret, you bound her soul with forbidden techniques without authorization. What about her life? What if she doesn't love you anymore?"

Nan Yang's back froze and didn't move for a long time.

"Nan Yang, you will always be a sinner to her! Without you, 3000 years ago, her family would not have been destroyed, nor would she have been stabbed into the canyon to die tragically. Without you, she would not be in bondage in this life. Growing up in middle school, she can’t even decide her own marriage. You look really affectionate, but unfortunately, who did you touch? It took you 3000 years, but you only touched yourself! You have never Really gave her the power to choose. She does seem to love you now, but without you, she would love someone else, and even live a freer and better life than she is now. You have been pushing her, pushing her Forced to retreat, I can only love you helplessly. Nanyang, don’t you think that you personally created the tragedy of her being shackled for 3000 years? Don’t you think that your existence is a mistake? ?!"

Your existence is a mistake.

Nan Yang clenched his hands tightly into fists, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

The No.90 VIII seems to have said the same thing to herself.

Nan Yang, your existence is a mistake.

She no longer cared about Jiang Banxia behind her, and walked back to the hotel lobby with her head buried.After returning to the hall, she immediately walked to the bathroom on the first floor, entered the corner compartment, and closed the compartment door tightly.

With trembling fingers, she raised the toilet seat, bent down, and suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood.