Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

The return of all things, the return of Su Yao, the frightening sword, and not seeing Chang'an, these thoughts are circling in the minds of all fans. When they see the wind and sand in the desert, when they are dressed in Tsing Yi, it seems that they have returned to many years ago, which is very familiar. Very strange again.

Many girls couldn't help crying. When this man retired, there were rumors and curses all over the place. It was as if in an instant, the stars were no longer stars, not even the lights.

It was as if at that moment, a torrential rain suddenly wiped out everything, and the dirty corners were densely covered with dead branches and rot.

So they were regretful, puzzled, and angry, but it wasn't until the moment they saw this person that they realized that they hadn't even given a proper farewell. It was never Su Yao who was indifferent, but them.

"I don't see Chang'an is awesome! Su Yao is awesome! Yaoshen is awesome!"

A boy shouted at the top of his voice. He was sticking to the fence of the corridor with half of his body leaning to the outside. Like the phrase "See Yunshen in the depths of the high clouds" written on his back, he shouted Su Yao's name hoarsely, his face was flushed, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing violently. Even if the wind filled his mouth, he had to half Curled up and coughed, still shouting non-stop.

The fans behind Yunshen seemed to be waking up from a big dream. Everyone stood up together. In just a short time, the shouts of "Yaoshen is awesome" resounded throughout the venue. All the fans around, whether they were Fuyao, Baibu and even Yishi all applauded desperately, for this unique and beautiful battle, for the last 1% of HP, and for Yaoshen's return.

They didn't wait for the duel between "Missing Chang'an" and "Jiang Feng Yuhuo", but they waited for "Missing Chang'an", and they waited for the perfect tacit understanding and cooperation between the two in this seventh season of the All-Star Game.

The moment Wen Yan left the mouse and keyboard, looking at the word "Victory" flickering on the screen, stepping on those countless bones from the end of the bone desert, Wen Yan felt that the words It's far away, but in a moment, I understand that many things have been engraved in Su Yao's bones. It is a trace that cannot be blurred no matter how much time wears it. It belongs to the glory of "not seeing Chang'an", and it also belongs to Su Yao. .

The stage was very quiet, Lin Zhihong stood up from the chair with eyes full of tears, hugged Wen Yan tightly, buried him on his neck and said in the most choked tone: "Master, you have worked hard."

Really hard work.

During the four years in Yujianghu, the three years alone, and the seven years in Yunshen, in fact, he has been accompanying them to grow up in his own way, appearing when they are most frustrated, even though separated by time and space, Or accompany them through spring and autumn after spring and night after night.

Yun Shen is not the original Yun Shen.

Yunshen is still the original Yunshen.

As long as this person is there, there will be light deep in the high clouds.

"Yaoshen, the timing of my support just now was a bit slow, and it didn't match your rhythm."

"Yaoshen's move is too cool!"

"Yaoshen, teach me when you have time!"

Surrounded by a group of teenagers, Xiao Ze, Qin Minghan, Zhou Yu, You Xin...Wen Yan watched and listened quietly, and seemed to recall Su Yao when he was still in Yunshen. The teenagers have grown enough to support their glory.

No need to be questioned by others, no need to imitate, never give up, it is their own glory.

Wen Yan stood up with a smile, and said softly, "Okay."

"I'll leave it to you guys," Jiang Mian said to Lin Zhi and the others, then raised her hand to straighten Wen Yan's slightly open neckline, and said in a low voice, " let's go."

The host almost cried out, everyone recognized Yaoshen, what else is there to hide at this time?Why did Sleeping God lead her away and how did this end up with her? The audience below couldn't let her go.

"Hey, Yaoshen..." Before the host finished speaking, he was stopped by all the great gods around him, so he had no choice but to give up.

Sure enough, when the host led a group of people back to the center of the stage, the auditorium exploded in an instant, where is Yaoshen?Don't see Chang'an?It’s fine to wear a mask and a hat when I first came on stage, but now that I’ve lost my horse, why are you still hiding?

"Where did Lao Jiang take Ayao?" Xu Weifeng stretched his neck and looked backstage, thinking that the director was really obedient. Chairman Yuan said he didn't want to show Su Yao the camera, so he really didn't give it at all. Su Yao didn't Forget it, even Jiang Mian's shots are very few, how can this calm down the audience.

The grievance in the director's heart, he also knows the importance of Jiang Mian's camera, and he wants to give Jiang Mian a camera in public and private, but Jiang Mian has to be alone with Su Yao from the beginning to the end except for the game. Pasted together, even if he wanted to, he couldn't afford it.

Wu Tian shook his head, taking Su Yao away under so many people's noses, Jiang Mian did it smoothly, but after thinking about it, it really didn't make sense, it was fine if he didn't show his identity before, but now I know it's probably not necessary anymore.

But Yuan Jianjun knew what Jiang Mian was going to do. After this team match, the load on Su Yao's hands was too great.

Backstage of the venue.

"Is it okay to just leave them alone?" Wen Yan asked with lowered eyes, "It seems to be very noisy outside."

"I can't handle this, how can I be the captain and vice-captain." Jiang Mian bent over to wash a towel.

"So is this how Sleeping God becomes the boss?" Wen Yan joked, "If the audience doesn't buy it later, it will be ruined."

Jiang Mian wrung out the towel, walked up to Wen Yan, squatted down, and said in a low voice, "There is nothing more important than you."

"Stretch out your hand." Jiang Mian said with a restrained expression.

Wen Yan's heart skipped a beat, he thought no one would notice.

"What are you going to do?" Wen Yan withdrew his hand a little.

Jiang Mian didn't speak, but slowly raised her head, her eyes fixed on Wen Yan.

The light in the backstage lounge was very dim. Wu Tian complained about whether all the money was thrown on the stage before, so he picked up some shabby goods from the corners to deal with it. Deep clothes go out.

Wen Yan could still think of Wu Tian's trash talk at such a time, he didn't know whether he was too nervous or too relaxed.

"I'm fine." Wen Yan dodged to avoid Jiang Mian's sight.

Jiang Mian sighed, casually took a bottle of water on the table beside him, and said coldly, "Take it."

Wen Yan took it subconsciously.

But the moment they touched each other, the fingers lost all their strength as if they couldn't control them. There was no pain, no itching, but no feeling at all, as if it didn't belong to him. He watched the water glass slipping from his palm, Then in the next second, Jiang Mian's hand came up.

Wen Yan held the water glass steady, but it was because Jiang Mian held his hand.

He obviously didn't have any feeling in his hand, but Wen Yan felt the back of his hand was getting hot little by little, carrying Jiang Mian's temperature along the veins and burning into his heart.

"It's nothing." Jiang Mian said without emotion, but Wen Yan knew that this person was in a bad mood, and it was very bad.

"Are you angry?" Wen Yan blinked his eyes, his tone suddenly softened, looking extraordinarily harmless.

His eyelashes were very long, and the dim light came down from the top of his head, making Wen Yan's outline blurry and somewhat scribbled, but Jiang Mian passed them one by one clearly. He sighed, angry?How could he be willing.

"No." The indifference on Jiang Mian's face dissipated for a while.

"You're angry." Wen Yan pursed his lips and said, his words were full of affirmation.

Jiang Mian was defeated, if he had to say that he was angry, it would be the truth, but he was not angry with the person in front of him, but angry with himself, angry that he did not give him enough sense of security.

So this person stubbornly refused to tell the truth, concealed it and pretended nothing happened.

"I don't." Jiang Mian smiled and lowered her head, took a towel to wipe Wen Yan's hands, and then concentrated on massaging without saying a word.

"Jiang Mian." Wen Yan looked at Jiang Mian, and suddenly called his name in a low voice.

"Yeah." Jiang Mian responded and continued to move.

Wen Yan didn't know what he was going to say, but he suddenly wanted to call him, he thought so, so he did it, that's all.

"Jiang Mian." Wen Yan said with a smile.

Jiang Mian paused, and slowly raised her head, looking at the man's eyes as bright as stars, her heart thumped lightly, and sparks, winds, and prairie fires were instantly lit.

"Yeah," it's clearly just one word, but Jiang Mian read it inexplicably, "I'm here."

Now the person who was stunned became Wen Yan. Jiang Mian's "I am" was like a bouquet of fireworks, and it was scattered in his world without any effort. Ze's shadow flashed past Gu Xuan's shadow, and finally condensed into Jiang Mian's appearance. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared again, like an absurd dream.

Very similar, really similar.

Shen Ze, Gu Xuan and Jiang Mian are really similar. When Shen Ze is thinking about a problem, his index finger will always tap up and down, without any pattern or sound, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and casual to the extreme. Gu Xuan and Jiang Mian It was the same, and what surprised Wen Yan the most was that there was almost no difference in the handwriting of these three people. It would be too thin to explain the habit of writing by coincidence.

It's not that Wen Yan has never doubted their identities, but the fact that there are two "intruders" in one plane is simply a fantasy. It is said that something happened before. Li cooperated to destroy the plane, and since then, the Immigration Bureau has issued a death order, which is almost impossible.

Therefore, Wen Yanquan regarded it as a mistake of the plane, which made the characters have a slight coverage, but because of this, Wen Yan's guilt became deeper and deeper, as if he had cheated a person three times.

Those emotions flew back and forth, Wen Yan didn't dodge it, he stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Mian's hand, stretched out his index finger, and wrote two words stroke by stroke in his palm, writing so slowly and carefully.

Wen, Yan.

He knew that the person Jiang Mian had on his heart was Su Yao, and he knew that it was Su Yao who had cause and effect with Jiang Mian, not Wen Yan, but he didn't ask for anything, he just wanted to tell him his name.

In fact, Wen Yan didn't have any hope. He wanted to leave his name in Jiang Mian's palm on a whim. Jiang Mian's most cherished place, leaving a little trace of him, even if only a little.

He owed Shen Ze, Gu Xuan, and actually owed himself, this is not an answer for Jiang Mian, but an answer for himself.

But Wen Yan was completely stunned by Jiang Mian's "Xiao Yan" blurted out. He never thought that Jiang Mian could recognize the word "Wen Yan". His sudden action and complicated strokes made him do his best. It's hard to react without preparation.

"What did you say?" Wen Yan suddenly raised his head.

Jiang Mian didn't respond, and he couldn't even say what the "Xiaoyan" blurted out, what it meant, he just thought it out subconsciously, and he didn't even wait for the person to finish writing in his palm, "Xiaoyan" two words The words are already on the lips.

"Jiang Mian, what did you call me just now?" Wen Yan pulled his hand out of Jiang Mian's palm, gently grabbed Jiang Mian's sleeve, and said cautiously and eagerly, "Can you, say it again."

Jiang Mian had never seen Su Yao like this before, but seeing the aggrieved and reddened corners of the man's eyes, he called out "Xiao Yan" without any hesitation, without asking why or what he was doing.

"Mmm." Wen Yan wept a little inaudibly.

"Xiao Yan." Jiang Mian gently wiped away a little water mark from the corner of Wen Yan's eyes with her fingertips, and half-coaxed, "It's very nice, that's what I'll call you from now on."

Wen Yan shook his head, enough.

If there were too many, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave.

"Then I'll keep it as our secret." Jiang Mian said with a smile.

At that moment, Wen Yan couldn't tell whether he wished he was Su Yao or was glad that he was Wen Yan. He just felt that something was blowing open those half-hidden doors and taking root in a world where the real and the fake couldn't be distinguished. .