IX Cultivation

It was much better, Ye Qingming went out of the country again, and then stayed in front of Wan Ling's house peacefully.

Only Tan Lang rarely came over.

Wan Ling seldom thinks from other people's point of view, so he doesn't know whether Tan Lang has finally given up, or something else. He often stays at home alone, so young, but he feels a little decadent, and he starts to take Black-rimmed glasses, hair long enough to cover eyes.

But it is undeniable that even if Tan Lang is so unkempt, he still has a different kind of handsomeness, like the loneliness and arrogance exuded by despair and drunkenness.

Occasionally Wan Ling opened the door, and could see Tan Lang next door just opening the door to pick up takeaways. After Tan Lang took off his white coat, Wan Ling didn't know what the other party was doing. Tan Lang seemed embarrassed to let Wan Ling see him like this, and nodded hurriedly. Then he took the takeaway and retreated into the room, leaving Wan Ling staring at the other party's door in a daze, and then suddenly remembered the most energetic time of the other party at that moment...

But if Tan Lang really didn't want to see him by himself, why did he live here?

Wan Ling always couldn't understand Tan Lang, and felt that this boy who liked to follow behind him since he was a child and always gave him nicknames every day and every day was no longer so pure and sunny, and was replaced by a paranoid, possessive and pathological , a young man who values ​​feelings more than anything else, but actually doesn't know how to fall in love at all.

Wan Ling felt that if he didn't know so much and didn't go into many things, he must still be with Tan Lang now, but Wan Ling and Tan Lang were actually immature when they were young. His first love, Tan Lang was so kind to Wan Ling that he almost raised Wan Ling as his son. In layman's terms, it was pampering and pampering, and it was another form of killing.

The man is much older than Tan Lang, but many times he began to rely on Tan Lang unconsciously. He became uneasy and didn't know what to do.

The more disturbed Wan Ling is, the more he will resist Tan Lang's kindness to him, and the more Tan Lang treats men, this is an endless loop. Tan Lang didn't know it at the time, but he was forced to be ruthless just to show his love , did the thing of breaking open his chest to let a man see his heart.

But Tan Lang's love is passive, he likes someone and likes his entire youth, but now he has nothing, even touching a scalpel, his hands will shake, and he will remember what the man told him at that time that he would hate him for the rest of his life.

Obviously before he did the thing of getting rid of those wild species in the man's stomach, Tan Lang broke his can, and felt that it was better to be hated by a man than to have no feelings. Just hate, he doesn't care at all, he cares It's just whether I have been remembered by men.

But where is this kind of thinking his real thought?

Tan Lang deceived himself and others so much, how could he really hope that men would hate him?

Just hearing what Wan Ling said, he felt so cold all over, as if when Wan Ling broke up with him, he stood downstairs in Wan Ling's house one night, drenched in the rain all night, afraid that men would not even look at him Myself, my heart is as dead as gray.

He knows how cruel a man is. Even if he guards him for a lifetime, Wan Ling will probably not turn around to eat his grass, but what can he do?Even if he watched men go in and out with others every day, he just didn't want to withdraw from Wan Ling's sight.

The gap between the memory he recalled and the reality is too great. Tan Lang often lies on the bed trying to repeat the dream that seems to be the previous life. He hopes to be able to sit around his fox in the deserted forest, while The fox hugs the cute little dumpling...

It doesn't matter if he's called a monster, really...

When Tan Lang encounters things about Wan Ling, he is always irrational. He is admired and looked up by so many people outside, and has an absolutely bright future, but Tan Lang feels that it is meaningless. It's just because I want to give Wan Ling a good life, now, it's no longer necessary.

Some time ago, when Tan Lang was moving, he found a diary from his junior high school. He didn’t have the habit of writing a diary, but because he was really silly and cute at that time, in order to exchange diaries with the 23-year-old Wan Ling, he forced himself to write diaries every day. Write down what happened around you.

Wan Ling's diaries are all succinct with only one or two sentences, but he reads one page and two pages a day. Now that he has dug out the two diaries, the memories of his youth flooded into his mind little by little.

Sadly, Tan Lang found that whether it was the fox in his previous life, the deserted Wan Ling in this life, or a man with a bit of humanity now, he liked them all to death.

Suddenly, Tan Lang found a pair of accounts in his diary.

is the account of the game.

Tan Lang was silent for a long time, remembering that when he was in the third year of junior high school, he played a game with Wan Ling, who was about to graduate from college.

It seems to be a simple upgrade of fighting monsters. That year, online games just emerged, and they were swept away by a group of passionate teenagers who were trapped in school. The pictures in it were passable, but the characters were mediocre. Tan Lang chose Wan Ling who was drawn by him to a demon who is crazy about Kuba at first glance has no interest in it, so he doesn't care about anything if he asks him to help create an account.

After Tan Lang made the settings, he called Wan Ling to play. Wan Ling boarded the ship, but was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the handsome young man with a bright smile beside him, and said [this is a girl...]

[Yes, I carefully selected it for you. You don’t play often, so you will definitely not be as good as me when the time comes, so just stand by and give me blood and wait for me to protect you. 】

Wan Ling looked at the profile, and the corner of his mouth twitched [I married you? 】

The young man's beautiful sharp eyes bent straight into people's hearts [It's nothing, I don't mind, so we will have a bonus when we go out to fight monsters. 】

The boy manipulated his own character and picked up the Wanling game character whose picture quality was good but the movements were stiff, smiled and typed on it, and then sent it.

Then you can see the two characters 'wife' scrolling on the screen.

The young man thought that the young man would be shy, at least he would ignore him with a cold face like every time he was cheeky and teased him, and he would have to coax him for a long time before giving up, but he did not expect that this time the young man gave him a light look with the end of his eyes, and then Call him [husband] directly with that cold and clear voice.

The boy covered his nose at that time, and then his heartbeat was in a mess, his whole body went limp, and he lowered his head, not daring to look into Wan Ling's eyes.

When he looked up again, the indifferent young man gave him a triumphant smile and left the room.

This is a rare prank by all spirits, but it made the young man 'dead without a place to bury' immediately.

Later, Tan Lang took Wan Ling to play this online game from time to time. When he was almost at the full level, he didn't have much enthusiasm for the game. Thinking about it again, he didn't expect it to be now.

While reminiscing, Tan Lang searched the game and found that it was still there, so he downloaded it again and logged in with his own account. The screen was more refined than ten years ago, and everything was unfamiliar. The only partner and friend has a gray head.

Tan Lang felt uncomfortable, and silently opened his notebook to log in to Wan Ling's original account, then opened the message box, and sent himself a message.

Soon the sound of "Dididi" came from the computer. Tan Lang clicked on his partner's flashing avatar, looked at the word "husband" sent by the "other party" on it, and laughed.

— Baby, let me take you to upgrade.

Tan Lang typed out such a string of words, and was about to send them, but deleted them one by one, and his smile faded...

211. Husband and brother

It is difficult for Yan Xi to find an opportunity to be alone with Wan Ling.

Ever since the man was disappointed in him, he imprisoned Wan Ling on the bed in a disguised form, and finally separated, it has been so long, it seems that the man can't bear to stay in the same space with him except because Xiao Bao can talk to him.

When Yan Xi was treating a gunshot wound on his leg in the hospital, he knew that he shouldn't be so calm. He should explain to the man, just take it slowly...just...

As long as I have a little difference in the man's heart, it's fine, and I won't be reduced to the past, but when he knew that Wan Ling was even willing to go abroad to stay in order not to see him, Yan Xi was still very unwilling...

When he was down and down, only Yan Zhijue came to see him. The others either didn't know the news of his injury or were blocked by him, but Yan Zhijue must see him. He knew that his appearance often The sick elder brother who was rescued stood behind the whole incident. If it wasn't for Yan Zhijue, Wan Ling would never have been picked up by Long Jun, and he had no choice but to use crutches for a month.

His "dear" elder brother came to see him on behalf of his family, but he just stood beside him with a smile and looked at him lying on the hospital bed, with the corners of his lips curled up morbidly, saying that he should take good care of his illness, and Wan Ling would help him take good care of him.

The metaphor here makes Yan Xi very uncomfortable. He had long ago thought of not letting Wan Ling and Yan Zhijue get in touch, but the matter is out of his control now.

On the day Wan Ling took the plane to a foreign country, Yan Xi also received a message from Yan Zhijue informing him. Yan Xi was particularly wary of Yan Zhijue, but he knew that if Yan Zhijue said that a man was going to leave, it would be really gone.

At that time, he was the key to recovery, and because of the imprisoning of Wan Ling, he was closely monitored by the police. Because of his special occupation, as long as he was obediently observed for a few months, and then dredged up and down, nothing would happen to him. of.

But Yan Xi's head went blank just after seeing the news that Wan Ling was leaving, just like the blankness when a young man met Wan Ling for the first time, he couldn't care about his leg that was recovering, and he couldn't care about waiting Watching him making mistakes, the police who were monitoring him staggered and stopped a car in a patient suit.