A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Another three days later, maybe the affairs of Ghost Sect came to an end, one morning, Meng Xianjue took time out to sit beside Cheng Weiwan's bed, quietly waiting for him to wake up.

When Cheng Weiwan opened his eyes, he saw such a scene.

Meng Xianjue's face instantly cleared all his sleepiness.

Cheng Weiwan got up from the bed, her voice still carried the half-awake and half-lazy nasal voice in the morning: "When did you come here?"

Meng Xianjue looked at him with a light smile: "I just came here to sit for a while."

Cheng Weiwan nodded, stretched his waist, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, he withdrew his restless hand, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Why do you have time today?"

Meng Xianjue smiled indulgently, and asked without answering, "Are there any arrangements for today?"

Cheng Weiwan rolled his eyes, Meng Xianjue didn't answer his question directly, there are only two situations, one is that he doesn't want to answer, and the other is that he can't answer.

He guessed the former.

Cheng Weiwan pursed her lips: "Why is there no arrangement, I'm going to be too busy."

Cheng Weiwan intentionally set fire to Meng Xianjue, who told him that he was busy with business these days, and only came to see him late at night, but at that time he had already fallen asleep, barely woke up and his mind was not clear, the two of them at most They can only stick together and kiss their lips.

This made Cheng Weiwan even more reluctant.

Meng Xianjue smiled, endured his petty temper, and looked sideways at him: "I don't know if my lord has time tonight, please take an hour or two out of your busy schedule to stay with me, okay?"

Cheng Weiwan pursed his lips: "Why?"

"Take you to meet my parents."

Cheng Weiwan stopped doing it all at once, flew down from the bed in an instant, changed clothes and tied hair at a dizzying speed, and looked at the mirror for a long time nervously, finally satisfied, and looked at Meng Meng nervously. Xianjue said, "Can I wear this?"

Meng Xianjue looked at him seriously for a long time, not just simply looking at his clothes, he seemed to be doing a ceremony, taking Cheng Weiwan from head to toe into his mind.

"Yes, very good."

Cheng Weiwan glanced at him suspiciously, suspecting that he was perfunctory, but Cheng Weiwan looked in the mirror for a long time and couldn't find any mistakes, so he gave up.

Meng Xianjue gently took Cheng Weiwan's hand and walked towards the forbidden area of ​​the Meng family.

Cheng Weiwan knew this direction, he broke away from Meng Xianjue's hand nervously, and looked at him anxiously: "Why are we going to the forbidden area of ​​the Meng family?"

Meng Xianjue glanced at him indifferently, and grabbed his hand back again.

"Behind the forbidden area of ​​the Meng family, there is a cemetery that has been abandoned for many years. I only renovated it after I came back..."

Cheng Weiwan's head froze, and he couldn't listen to what Meng Xianjue said later, he just felt a wave of confusion in his heart, and his whole head was empty.

He has never hated his useless brain and memory like today.

It is clearly written in the original book.

In the earlier period, Meng Xianjue abandoned the Meng family and Guizong because he was passionate about swordsmanship. The parties jointly suppressed it, and it was destroyed at once.

He did not intervene, did not obstruct, and did not extend a helping hand to Guizong. The only thing he did was to take his parents out of Guizong. relationship.

The two elders returned to the ghost sect, and chose to die generously with the ghost sect.

And he had completely forgotten about this kind of thing.

Damn.

That cemetery is called Dream Garden Old Tomb.

Cheng Weiwan didn't dare to imagine what Meng Xianjue's mood was like, because his family was ruined and his parents severed ties with him because of a mistake in his mind.

The sad thing is.

Now that he is expelled from the sect by Tianmen, even Xuanwei refuses to recognize him.

Cheng Weiwan didn't know what was going on in Meng Xianjue's heart, but his heart ached terribly.

But at this moment, with his own ignorance and stupidity, he mercilessly opened up the old wound in Meng Xianjue's heart again.

He didn't dare to imagine how much unbearable pain Meng Xianjue had endured, nor could he.

If Ling Siyao was here, he would definitely call him stupid.

Cheng Weiwan carefully responded to Meng Xianjue's words, and at the same time slightly raised his eyelids to look at Meng Xianjue. He had a long memory and cautiously said when he spoke: "Then are we going to worship today?"

There was no haze on Meng Xianjue's face, he just looked at Cheng Weiwan quietly, and suddenly smiled.

"Wanwan, I just want them to see you, and then, I have something to tell you."

Cheng Weiwan was even more uneasy. Along the way, he couldn't stop his wild thoughts, and his palms were sweating.

In this world, if you want to meet your parents, doesn't it mean that both parties intend to get married?

After a while, Meng Xianjue probably proposed to him.

Cheng Weiwan was nervous and sad, as well as a little excited that couldn't be concealed.

He secretly looked at Meng Xianjue, thinking of finding a chance to hug him.

But Meng Xianjue just pulled him and quietly led him to the old tomb in Mengyuan.

There is no difference between the old tomb in Mengyuan and an ordinary tomb. Loneliness, desolation and loneliness are the main themes.After Meng Xianjue's careful renovation, hundreds of cold monuments were erected in the cemetery.

Standing at the entrance, Cheng Weiwan looked at these neatly arranged monuments, and suddenly felt that at that moment, he had entered Meng Xianjue's inner world.

No remorse, no resentment.

What fills my heart most is a kind of helplessness and a kind of protracted lingering bitterness.

Stepping into the gate of heaven was his choice, and he did nothing wrong.

The ghost sect was destroyed, his parents died, and he was expelled from the Heavenly Gate. These were the general trend, and he did nothing wrong.

But when these mistakes were combined and applied to Meng Xianjue, it was his big mistake.

The tragedy was caused by him alone.

Cheng Weiwan watched Meng Xianjue quietly walk to a joint tomb and put down a bouquet of snow-white flowers, he also followed and bowed silently three times.

Meng Xianjue stared at the words engraved on the stone tablet for a long time, held back for a long time, and then calmly said: "He is Cheng Weiwan."

Cheng Weiwan looked sideways at Meng Xianjue.

Meng Xianjue did not call out those two ordinary but intimate names, which is the greatest respect for the person under the stele.

Meng Xianjue didn't want to talk too much, and didn't dare to ask for the protection of the elders. At most, he just stopped here for a while like an ordinary passerby, and sent some fresh flowers.

After a long time, Meng Xianjue's voice finally came: "Let's go."

Cheng Weiwan bowed deeply to the stele, and then left with Meng Xianjue.

Still standing at the entrance of the cemetery, Cheng Weiwan stood on tiptoe and patted Meng Xianjue's head.

A gentle smile appeared on Meng Xianjue's face again: "Why?"

"They won't blame you."

Meng Xianjue raised his head, looked at the unreachable sunlight, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "At the beginning I chose to join the Sword Sect, and they chose to live and die with the Ghost Sect. They have different ways and do not conspire with each other. They won't blame, but they can't blame each other. Forgive me."

Cheng Weiwan looked at Meng Xianjue's side face and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

Sensing his depression, Meng Xianjue carefully cupped his face: "Why?"

Cheng Weiwan smiled: "I just feel a little sad, but it's okay, you said you have something to tell me?"

The smile on Meng Xianjue's face disappeared in an instant.

He lowered his head and touched Cheng Weiwan's forehead: "Yes, but you can't say it here."

Cheng Weiwan only felt her heart beating violently for a moment.

Shouldn't it be a marriage proposal?

It is rumored that there is a three-life stone on the Jueqing Cliff of Guizong, and if two people's names are carved on the three-life stone, their souls will be intertwined forever and they will become a true couple.

A blush quietly crept up Cheng Weiwan's cheeks, her eyes glistened, cute and moving.

Meng Xianjue took Cheng Weiwan's hand and asked softly, "Wanwan, have you been homesick lately?"

Cheng Weiwan didn't know why Meng Xianjue suddenly asked him this question, but thought that Meng Xianjue couldn't recognize each other when he came to his parents' tombstone, and the bitterness in his heart that had lasted for too long seemed to explode, so he asked him along the way .

Cheng Weiwan pondered for a while, and said: "It's true that I haven't gone back for a long time, and I'm a little worried about Auntie's health."

For the first time, Meng Xianjue became interested in the "auntie" Cheng Weiwan mentioned: "Who is auntie?"

"It's the one who adopted me. She's a nice person. If there's a chance, I'll take you to see her too."

"Why adopt?"

It was too complicated, and Cheng Weiwan and Meng Xianjue couldn't make it clear for a while, so they just chose a brief explanation: "My parents don't want me anymore. It just so happened that my aunt wanted a child, so she brought me home."

Meng Xianjue vaguely understood what Cheng Weiwan meant, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Then your aunt must be a very gentle person."

Raised you to be such a lovely person.

Cheng Weiwan was very happy: "Yes, if you meet my aunt, you will also like her."

Meng Xianjue didn't answer.

Sensing the faint sadness in Meng Xianjue's heart, Cheng Weiwan gently squeezed his hand: "Don't be sad, I will take you home, I won't let you stay here alone."

There was no sparkle in Meng Xianjue's dark pupils, but he still raised the corners of his mouth in a smile: "Yeah."

Whether you call him selfish or pitiful, he will take Cheng Weiwan to Jueqingya, and carve their names on the Sansheng Stone, so that Cheng Weiwan belongs only to him from body to soul, and then he is willing to go safely. die.

It's not too late to send you home.

This is his last selfishness.

He is a selfish and vicious person.

The Sansheng stone is colorful, Cheng Weiwan found the most beautiful one, with red ears, and carved the names of the two of them.

In the end, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he bolded the names of the two of them with a carving knife.

When the last stroke was completed, all the handwriting immediately shone with colorful fluorescence, and the fetters fell. A burning pattern appeared on the ring fingers of the two of their left hands. As the spiritual power faded, this pattern also disappeared.

Cheng Weiwan was really happy, he raised his hand in front of Meng Xianjue, and said with a smile: "If we are like this, then we have an engagement ring."

Meng Xianjue had doubts in his eyes: "What is an engagement ring?"

Cheng Weiwan blinked: "Well... the engagement ring is just something that proves that I love you and you love me too."

Meng Xianjue was thoughtful, and after a while, he restrained his doubtful expression and said softly, "Wanwan, look at me, I have something to tell you."

Cheng Weiwan withdrew his hand and tilted his head to look at Meng Xianjue suspiciously.

"Wanwan," Meng Xianjue paused, "Are you going home to kill the so-called reborn in this world?"

Cheng Weiwan's face became serious, he raised his eyes to look at Meng Xianjue, then nodded slowly.

"Since that's the case, Xuanwei is one of the reborn, do you know another reborn?"

"There are no clues yet, but what I'm thinking of right now is to deal with Xuanwei first."

The look in Meng Xianjue's eyes was so gentle that it seemed to melt into a pool of spring water. He knew how cruel what he was about to say would be to Cheng Weiwan, but he just gently brushed Cheng Weiwan's forehead behind his ears, Lower your voice: "Wanwan, actually I..."

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" from the sky, and Meng Xianjue's face changed suddenly!

Both of them looked back, but they both saw

The dead soul mountain was sharply sliced ​​off by a violent wave of sword energy.