The rumored Chen Qianqian side story

But no matter how puzzled he was, he couldn't ask.

I had no choice but to watch Ye Cuican so touched that he hugged the little mung bean for a while, and then saw that the little mung bean was really limp... sighed a little chillingly.

Here, Ye Cuichan felt dissatisfied after the kiss, so she tugged on Little Mung Dou's legs, "Brother Wu, it has improved now, it used to faint when kissed, but now it is much stronger than before."

Wu Zhihe was noncommittal.

"By the way." Ye Cuican glanced at Wu Zhihe slightly, and asked casually:

"Brother Wu, isn't this bird's nest very troublesome?"

Wu Zhihe nodded.

Ye Cuican then asked: "Do you cook it yourself every day?"

"Um"

"Is it because it's precious?"

"Um"

"Why do you give me something so precious?"

Wu Zhi clasped his hands together, raised his eyelids and looked over.

"Because you are destined."

Ye Cuican frowned.

"What kind of fate?"

Wu Zhihe thought for a while, "Maybe it's because you are the only one who wrote the comment."

that's it?

Is it not because your brother likes me?

Ye Cuican had a small expression of "Don't fool me, I'm smart" all over her face, she was very happy to see it, and said with a smile:

"Another reason is probably because my brother likes you."

"But..." Ye Cuican looked at him with some embarrassment, "I didn't agree to eat your food, so I have to accept him..."

Thinking that this is Wu Zhihe's sincere gift, Ye Cuican felt uneasy--

What she bought was bird's nest, but what they sold was friendship... Knowing that Wu Zhihe got up every morning to make bird's nest for her during this time, she somehow felt indebted to him.

It’s okay if you didn’t know it before, the problem is that you know it now.

She thought for a while and said:

"Actually, I wanted to say before that your bird's nest is sold too cheaply, and with this service...I'll pay you three times the price later."

Wu Zhihe was taken aback, unable to figure out what medicine she was selling in the gourd for a moment, raised his eyes to meet her inexplicably firm gaze, and took back the refusal that came out of his mouth, and finally lowered his eyes and replied faintly, "You are free."

...

...

Ye Cuican once again lived a regular life upside down day and night.

Her Ah Piao skills are becoming more and more proficient. Not only can she control the direction flexibly, she will not be easily lost by the wind, and her ability to penetrate walls is getting better every day.

The old hag should be very satisfied with her recent progress and hard work, and when she sees her again, she will no longer speak sneeringly and eccentrically--

Of course, it's not good enough to greet you with a smile.

She always drinks tea and reads quietly by herself, and occasionally stares at an empty flower pot in a daze, pure and innocent like a little fairy.

"Beautiful witch, what kind of flowers do you like?"

Ye Cuican shifted her gaze from the empty flowerpot to the teacup in front of her, "If you're bored, next time I'll bring you some seeds for you to plant?"

The old hag sneered disdainfully.

"How do you know I'm idle?"

"..."

Ye Cuican rolled her eyes in her heart, thinking that if you are not free, why am I?

Look at your deserted and empty Crystal Palace, there is no one to gossip with you in broad daylight... Also, if you are not free, you can drag me here every now and then to stay with you for a long time!

Floating to death at night, and being tormented to death by your silent meditation during the day, it doesn’t make people kind!

"When have you ever been kind?" The old hag glanced over coldly.

Ye Cuican's heart skipped a beat.

Did I speak?

no.

Is it--

"I know what's on your mind." The old hag sneered, "Call me more slowly next time."

"!!!!!!"

Ye Cuican's eyes widened, "When did you have this new skill?"

The old hag snorted lightly.

"What can I tell you?"

"Can't you?"

"You talk too much, go back"

The old witch directly issued the order to evict guests, Ye Cuican paused, and got up with a huff, "Just leave, as if I like to come!"

Roof garden.

Ye Cuican came up to take a look on a sudden whim, and found that the flowers and plants here were all withered, yellow and withered.

It was already deep winter at this time, and there were faint signs of snowfall, and the chill that the bird's nest could not block filled every corner.

She walked around the garden and found a beautiful flower pot in the corner. When she got a closer look, there was only a small lifeless thorny dead branch in it.

The branches have turned black, and it should be hopeless.

She happily picked up the flower pot, thinking that such a beautiful flower pot should not be wasted, and it would be good to replace it with succulent plants that can survive indoors in winter, so she tried to pull out the dead branches.

She was obviously very careful, but the palm of her hand was cut open without hindrance, and blood emerged from her fingertips, dripped, and disappeared in an instant when it fell into the flower pot.

"What an unlucky day." Ye Cuican sighed, and went downstairs with the flowerpot.

...

...

"Is it really okay?"

Crow Doodle leaned against the crooked pine tree, looking worriedly at the man drinking tea in front of him.

"Um"

Wu Zhihe nodded expressionlessly, then clenched his fist and coughed twice on his pale lips, "There are still seven days left, so we can't give up all our previous efforts."

Wu Doodle looks good and frowned:

"But you look very bad now"

"I'm fine"

Wu Zhihe looked up at Wu Doodle, and then his eyes drifted further away, "Even if something happens, it won't affect you, don't worry."

Wu Tuya was silent.

"What if she still hasn't recovered after seven days?"

Wu Zhihe lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said:

"If she never recovers, we will stay with her like this... one day she will recover"

...

...

"Mom"

Ye Cuican stared at the flowerpot in front of her and exclaimed--

The dry branches that were still dead just now, and the time she went to rummage through the box to get a tool, became a little different.

It was obviously withered and dry before, but now she saw the oily luster on the outer layer of the branches... She subconsciously looked at the finger that dripped blood just now. Could it be that she is really a little fairy, and her blood can nourish all things?

The thought made her laugh too.

She waved her hand to disperse the out-of-control thoughts, but just as she slapped her wrist, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She turned her head to look over, and it turned out to be an old hag!

"you you you"

Ye Cuican was too surprised to say a complete sentence.

This was the first time she had seen her outside of Crystal Palace.

Before she could regain her senses, the old hag waved her hand suddenly, a golden light flashed, and then drops of blood emerged from her palm and dripped into the flower pot.

"!!!!!!"

Ye Cuican was shocked, "What are you doing?!"

"Don't move." The old hag didn't look up, she looked at the flower pot quietly, "This little blood won't kill you"

Ye Cuican: "..."

Is this a question of whether to die or not!

She stared angrily at the old hag, "Why don't you water the flowers with your blood!"

"I have no blood," the old hag said without thinking.

Uh...Ye Cuican was stunned again.

real or fake.

She used to scold the old hag for being cold-blooded, she dared to flatter her, she turned out to be a bloodless monster...

"Is it all right?" Ye Cuican asked the old witch weakly.

She has been dripping in this position for a long time, and if she continues like this, she will probably dry up.

The old hag didn't let go, she still looked calm.

"No hurries?"

"Of course you are not in a hurry to drip other people's blood!"

"To shut up!"

"..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, Ye Cuican looked at the source of the sound as if waiting for a savior, and shouted happily:

"someone is coming!"

When there was no answer, Ye Cuican turned her head to look, and the old hag was no longer beside her, so she put down the flower pot and opened the door with joy in her heart.

It was Wu Tuya and Wu Zhihe who knocked on the door.

"Why are you here?" Ye Cuican gave the two of them a weird look, shouldn't it be the time when the store is busy.

Wu Tuya stared at her temporarily wrapped hand with a wet towel, grabbed it nervously and said:

"Are you hurt?"

"fine"

Ye Cuican calmly withdrew his hand from his palm, "Accidentally cut it open... By the way, what are you doing at this time-"

"Why is that here with you?" Wu Zhihe interrupted her, pointing to the flowerpot.

Ye Cuican was a little surprised, "Is that yours?"

Wu Zhihe nodded, took a closer look, and suddenly revealed surprise, "He's come back to life!"

survived?

Is it--

Ye Cuican hurriedly took a closer look, and found that the dead branches that had only recovered a little bit of life just now had a few light green shoots emerging from the branches, so she gasped in surprise, "There were no ones just now!"

Wu Zhihe didn't ask how she made the dead branches spring up, but just patted her on the top of her head in relief, with deep eyes:

"Take care of it"

...

seven days later.

After Ye Cuican finished the last bowl of bird's nest, she was so happy that she didn't even bother to wipe her mouth and asked the man opposite:

"Now I can't be immune to all diseases and not age?"

Wu Tuya moved his gaze down from the top of her head, pursed his lips and hummed lightly.

"...What happened to you?"

Ye Cuican feels that today's graffiti is very wrong, no, it should be said that something has been wrong in the past few days.

He said that Wu Zhihe was busy, so he asked him to deliver the bird's nest... That's fine, every time I saw her drink the bird's nest, she seemed hesitant to speak, as if what she drank was not the bird's nest but his flesh and blood .

It made her feel that the bird's nest was not fragrant.

Every time I asked him if he had something to say, he shook his head and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fortunately, there were not a few days left, Ye Cuican was too lazy to get to the bottom of it with him, so he bit the bullet and drank his own.

Thinking of not having to look at his entangled expression from tomorrow, Ye Cuican was a little happy, but the other party's expression... really made her unhappy:

"Thank you for this period of time, the money has been transferred to the account, remember to confirm, if-"

"Do you really have no other feelings?" Wu Tuya interrupted her suddenly.

Ye Cuichan shook her head.

In the evening, Ye Cuican came back from collecting the curse-breaking kisses, paused before entering the house, then turned around and floated towards the crooked neck tree.

For some reason, she felt a little uneasy.

Although she didn't know what she was worrying about, she just wanted to see it... she was fascinated.

The lights in 902 were not turned on, and it was pitch black.

There was only movement from a room on the back.

Ye Cuican walked in through the wall without hesitation, and saw Wu Tuyahong and several people standing around the bed, because their backs were facing her, Ye Cuican couldn't see their expressions, but could feel the solemn atmosphere in the room.

Curious about what they were looking at, Ye Cuican floated to the sky above the bed, and in the next second, he was caught off guard by seeing Wu Zhihe's bloodless face.

What's going on here?

She hurriedly looked at several men, and found that they were all crying silently, and Beren was also there.

Wu Tuya sat on the side of the bed and helped Wu Zhihe pull the corner of the quilt, "Don't worry, I will accompany her for you"

Ye Cuican didn't know what happened, and she didn't know who she was in Wu Tuya's mouth, but she felt inexplicably panicked, she didn't have time to guess, subconsciously floated down, and stretched out her hand to feel Wu Zhihe's breath.

The moment her fingertips touched Wu Zhihe, her body was suddenly torn apart by a force, before she could exclaim, she fell into endless darkness...