Ancestor, your soy sauce bottle fell off

The moment Shan Qingya opened his eyes, he felt the weight of his body. He tried to circulate the aura but found that he couldn't feel any aura at all. He twitched the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, and said directly: "Wei Lin."

"Qingya, you're awake." The young man in plain white clothes pushed the door in, holding a bowl of something particularly fragrant in his hand.

Shan Qingya: ...

This scene... He held his forehead and looked at Wei Lin silently for a long time, but he could only hold back a sentence: "Where did you get the kitchen utensils?"

It’s really no wonder that Shan Qingya asked such a question. There are no people in the vicinity of Endless Sea, the aura is thin, the land is barren, and there are hordes of beasts. Except for Xingchen Xianxu and Qingfeng Xiaowu, ordinary people are rarely seen here. Man, not to mention the kitchen utensils.

Wei Lin replied flatly, "I bought it in a town passing by when I went to Endless Sea."

So it's not a temporary idea, but a long-planned one?

Shan Qingya let out a light oh, and stopped talking.

"I've been warming up with spiritual heat all the time, and it's just right now, try it." Wei Lin put the bowl on the table and helped him up, "You've been sleeping all day and all night, it's normal to feel a little uncomfortable, after a while I'll press it for you."

Hearing what he said, Shan Qingya suddenly felt sore in his back, and couldn't help being a little speechless. If you don't mention it, I won't notice it! Really!

"We all slept on this kind of bed before." Wei Lin picked up the bowl and looked at the wooden bed with a look of tenderness and nostalgia.

That means Ah Ya is used to sleeping, okay?Daoist Qingya grew up pampered.

Shan Qingya murmured in his heart, while turning his head to avoid the offered spoon, "I drink it myself."

Wei Lin looked at him, smiled slightly, and said yes.

Shan Qingya lowered his eyelids, he was sealed off with spiritual power or did some other small tricks, so naturally he no longer has the ability to fast, and now he is really dead if he doesn't eat.In fact, Shan Qingya was quite indifferent to Wei Lin's arrest and locking him up, not to mention angry, he wasn't even dissatisfied at all, on the contrary, he thought it was quite amusing.

It was a very weird idea, but what he didn't realize was that his idea came from his determination and trust that Wei Lin would not do anything to him.

The fish soup is very delicious, and the few seasonings make the original taste of the fish more prominent. Shan Qingya didn't lie to him, he really likes fish very much, especially the fresh fish soup, which is simply his favorite.

Wei Lin looked at him quietly, although this man's face changed, and even the smile that was most often hung on the corner of his mouth disappeared, but his eyes were the most familiar to him, of course, so was his soul.

Well, just...

"What else?" Wei Lin slowly erased unfinished thoughts, took the porcelain bowl with a smile, and asked him with a bright smile in his eyes.

This scene is all too familiar.

Shan Qingya lost his mind for a moment, and shook his head lightly.

So, Wei Lin nodded, and just walked out. What would happen next, Shan Qingya didn't need to recall that frame of vivid images, they all clearly appeared in his mind.

Wei Lin would put the bowl in the water to soak first, then go to the place where they put a lot of fruits and vegetables, take out an apple or a bunch of grapes, wash it with clean water, and wipe off the excess with a clean rag. Beads, and finally it was served on a plain white plate and placed on the table.

Shan Qingya turned around and stared at Wei Lin's gentle side face, she closed her eyes, "Wei Lin, I'm tired and want to sleep."

Wei Lin paused, smiled, said good, and walked out with the plate.

Shan Qingya stared at the roof, only feeling confused.

He likes Wei Lin, and he doesn't know how deep his love is, but what he can confirm is that he has not yet reached the level of love for this person. After all, there are still a small number of people who really know what love is. It's good to like each other.

Shan Qingya doesn't know if he can meet someone who likes, or so...loves him so much, if this person is not the protagonist, he will be with him without hesitation, but if this person is, then he Can you really, really dare to like him, and then be with him?

In "Breaking the Sky", this person has the greatest love of fate, there are many women who love him deeply, and many brothers who are willing to die for him, Shan Qingya can't imagine the days when he is with such a person.In his dream, it should be that after everything is over, he hides his elegance and cultivation base and wanders quietly in the mountains and rivers in the busy city. He can have friends who drink with him, and he can meet and part for a short time, but only He didn't crush the clouds, and looked down on the whole world of cultivating immortals.

Shan Qingya is too cold, too lazy and too sober, so it is impossible for him to love someone desperately in his life, and even sacrifice his principles and persistence for him.

but--

Shan Qingya covered his face, sure enough he still felt a little bit reluctant, a little bit, not much, not a little, but it held his heart so that he couldn't completely let go.

What's the matter!

Shan Qingya, who lived for more than 300 years and encountered emotional problems for the first time, felt that she was going crazy.

Sure enough, everything about the protagonist is troublesome.

Well, so is the friend of the snake spirit disease. ——Shan Qingya, who suddenly realized what he had overlooked, silently added in his heart.

After a long and long sigh, Shan Qingya raised his voice and said, "Wei Lin!"

"Huh?" Wei Lin walked in before wiping the floor. His hands were beautiful and slender, but they were the ones who cooked for him and washed his clothes for so many years, but never complained. That question flashed in Qingya's mind again——

Will he really meet someone who loves him more than Wei Lin in the future?

"Qingya——" Wei Lin picked up a towel and wiped his hands, and looked at him suspiciously. In fact, he had been puzzled for a long time, because his master was calm about being trapped by him, or it didn't matter.

"Feng Kuang—how is he?" Shan Qingya suddenly came back to his senses, his heart seemed to stop at that moment, but his face was still indifferent and calm.

Wei Lin paused when he wiped his hands, and gripped the towel with some forbearance. He smiled faintly, "He'll be fine. During the Tribulation Period and that monster, it's still very easy to escape."

Shan Qingya inadvertently glanced at the towel he had thrown aside casually, hesitated for a moment before asking: "What's the matter with you two?"

He asked a very general question, but Wei Lin answered without any hesitation: "He gave me a spar in Yunheng to contact him, because I told him that I have a way to get white meat wood."

Shan Qingya opened his eyes slightly, he didn't expect them to get in touch so early.

Wei Lin continued the showdown with a calm expression, "The white flesh wood is a piece of the Wei family's private treasury. Back then, Feng Kuang came to get the white flesh wood—in order to hide the fact that he had already turned into a demon, he tried everything to hold you back, because Knowing that the senior brother has a deep-rooted love for the second senior sister, Yun Qing led the second senior sister to an isolated island in the endless sea, then let his magic pet trap her, and finally forced the second senior sister to release the distress talisman. At that time, you were Yun Qing was delayed, so the elder brother went——I used Feng Kuang to remove foreign enemies for the Wei family."

Shan Qingya was stupefied when he heard this, he never thought that Feng Kuang would spend so much time in order to prevent him from knowing that he had transformed into a demon, but if he knew, he would indeed drag people into the alley (the fog ) let’s talk about it after a violent beating, but—in the final analysis, it’s because I’m afraid that I’m worried, plus I don’t want to drag myself into this bloody reason that I can’t bear to look at it directly.

It's so bloody.

After Shan Qingya concluded, Chong Weilin raised his chin, motioning for him to continue.

"After that, we didn't keep in touch anymore—although I wanted to contact him countless times to ask him where the Falling Immortal Lake is..." Wei Lin poured two cups of hot water and handed him one.

"Until 20 years after you entered the Fantasy Mirror." Wei Lin lowered his eyelids, the mist from the hot water blurred his face, and only the calm and suppressed voice continued to come from there, "I went to Wuchen Feng, wanted to forcibly enter the Fantasy Mirror, but was beaten out by the master. Later, I found Feng Kuang, who lured the master away, and I took the opportunity to go in, because the spiritual sense was not strong enough, and I went in physically. of."

"After we come out, I will go to the Falling Immortal Pond."

Wei Lin was less than a step away from him, but his expression was completely covered by the mist. Even though Shan Qingya tried to watch him, he could only see him sitting upright on the stool, too straight.

"Then, I went to him and reached an agreement with him. I will take you away from this dispute." Wei Lin took a sip of water, and said in a calm and calm voice, "That's it."

Shan Qingya stared at him blankly. In the original book, the protagonist was powerful because of hatred, but now it's because of...love?

Unable to tell what the chaotic thoughts in his heart were, Shan Qingya was silent for a while before speaking in a low voice: "Wei Lin, you go out first, let me think about it."

His voice was very gentle, a gentleness that Wei Lin had never heard in the Fantasy Mirror. Wei Lin turned his head, and in the mist, he could only see the gorgeous and luxurious appearance of that person, but his expression was full of simplicity and softness.

His heart speeded up suddenly because of his words, Wei Lin was stunned for a while before nodding, and hurriedly left.

Shan Qingya actually didn't know what he was thinking, he just sat there blankly, with a strong expression of confusion and struggle, it was related to the second half of his life, and it might be a very, very long second half of his life, so he couldn't help it. cautious.

Wei Lin...

Closing his eyes, Shan Qingya put the tea bowl on the table, let himself slump down on the bed, without making a sound for a long time.

Wei Lin sat outside the house, the petals on the peach tree were still flying everywhere, the sun was hanging brightly in the sky, completely unaware that the human beings on the ground were perishing, suffering, joying, and dying in the midst of sorrow and joy.

"Wei Lin."

The scorching sun was so bright that Wei Lin felt that his eyes were going to be stinging, otherwise why would he feel sore and sore?

"I think we can give it a try."

Shan Qingya stood barefoot on the cold and rough ground, her voice seemed to be floating in the sun, elusive and elusive, and it seemed to be carrying scorching fire, which made Wei Lin's blood boil.

"it is good."

Wei Lin hugged him gently and carefully, the scarred and blood-stained heart was beating happily and contentedly in his chest at this moment, and it was also beating in their embrace.

Shan Qingya put her arms around his waist, and slowly closed her eyes.

Let me take a gamble, after all...

It is really impossible for him to meet such a person who loves him so much again, but—is it really just like this?

Such a question sounded in a small corner of the bottom of my heart, softly, but not to be ignored.