The daily life of cohabitation with the heroine Bai Yueguang

"Don't make trouble." Suzhou looked at Su Mingjing's calm face and said.

"I don't." Su Mingjing didn't look at Suzhou, but quietly looked at the squatting grandson Yue.

"Do chess pieces have the right to fight?" He chuckled.

"Zhouzhou," he said cruelly, "even if you protect me, I can't escape."

The voice fell, and the whole room was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.

The more the grandson looked at the calm Su Mingjing, he was secretly startled.

"I'm not Shen Ran." Su Mingjing calmly said to his grandson.

Su Mingjing held the Yan Ran sword that Jiang Beichen forced for him, "If I were Shen Ran, you should apologize now."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha—" Sun Tzu suddenly clapped his hands and laughed.

"Unfortunately you are not."

"There is nothing to regret." Su Mingjing said.

"Why?" Sun Tzu asked with more interest.

"In this way, I won't be able to meet Zhou Zhou." Su Mingjing replied.

Sun Ziyue's expression instantly changed.

"You guys have deep feelings." Sun Tzu laughed.

"That's the power of the world, a beauty's knee." He looked at Su Mingjing coldly, "It's just a kid, you really think you are Shen Ran."

"Not everyone will appreciate it." Su Mingjing didn't lose his momentum at all, he said with a chuckle, "At least Zhouzhou doesn't like it."

"He only has eyes for me." He raised his head slightly.

The grandson let out his breath through his nostrils, which was considered a mockery.

He felt that he was really ridiculous just now, but he was just a child with a yellow mouth who had an affair with Jian Zun, but he was so self-satisfied that he didn't look like he could compare to Shen Ran.

Showing off his seriousness.

Only Suzhou knew that Su Mingjing's calm posture clearly showed that what Su Mingjing said was what he thought from the bottom of his heart.

The sky is dark and the storm is about to come.

The flow of people on the street is as usual, and everyone is no different from yesterday and the day before yesterday.Today's mistress is still lazily slacking off, and the guests are also whispering that the innkeeper is a profiteer.

After his grandson left, Suzhou suffered from insomnia even more.He just felt cold all over, and even though the quilt was thick, he felt no tendency to warm up.

Su Mingjing lay with him, quietly holding his hand.

The two of them lost sleep together, looking at the dark sky outside the window.

"I'm scared." Suzhou said hoarsely.

The more complete the truth was pieced together, the deeper he went into the vortex of the struggle, the more he felt involuntary.

From the moment he left the Nameless Cave, his fate and Su Mingjing's fate were beyond their control.

The fierce current rushed towards them, and they could not avoid it.

Can only drift with the waves.

The heroine Qu Guixin, the devil's grandson Yue, and the leader of the righteous way, they represent not themselves, but the huge interest group behind them.

As for Suzhou and Su Mingjing, they only have themselves.

Two monks in the Conjoint Stage simply don't have the energy to contend with such a large interest group.

Back then, Shen Ran was able to build the Night City single-handedly, the right time, place and people were indispensable.

Tianshi refers to the chaos in the devil's way at the beginning, and the people's hearts were unstable; the favorable location is Shen Ran's choice to establish power in the devil's way;

"It's a big deal, it's just a death." Su Mingjing said after being silent for a moment.

"Die," Suzhou put the hand that was not held by Su Mingjing on his head, "I'm not afraid."

"I'm afraid it's a fate I can't help myself."

Like a vast mist, a destiny that can't be seen to the end.

"It's never ideals that control everything, but interests." Su Mingjing turned his head sideways, unable to see his expression clearly in the dark, "Recognizing this may make me feel better."

"Not everyone is you, Suzhou." He said softly.

"What can a person like you do?" Su Mingjing asked.

"You alone can't change the world, you can only ensure that you will not be changed by the world."

The impact of Jianmen on Suzhou is too deep.

Think about it, a group of idealists gathered together and even changed the entire cultivation world.Among this group of people, if you just stay there, you can probably feel the pride and ambition to change the world.

But these idealists are all dead, completely dead.

Only Suzhou was left alone.

"You are too arrogant, Suzhou." Su Mingjing laughed, "You look at this world arrogantly, and you don't want to blend into this world, and follow the rhythm of this world."

Suzhou looked sideways at Su Mingjing in a daze.

"You go against the trend of the world, but you can't change it by yourself, so of course you feel involuntary."

"You are still living in the old times." Su Mingjing said.

Outdated, outdated old times.

In this day and age, there is no style.

Jianmen is gone, and what is not there will never come back.

"I can't do it." Suzhou smiled wryly.

A person's disposition has been fixed by his own past.

Suzhou can degenerate into a nameless cave and roam around for a lifetime, but he would rather die than earn a living.

That is the arrogance of Suzhou.

"Do you think that a person's fate is doomed since he was born?" Suzhou asked confusedly.

"Who knows." Su Mingjing said with a light smile, "Maybe it's an inevitable coincidence that we got to this point."

"After that, it will also be an inevitable coincidence."

Suzhou held Su Mingjing's hand even tighter.

"You and I, go to the Jianmen ruins, okay?" He asked.

Saw him rise from a tall building.

Seeing him entertain guests.

I saw him collapse.

"Okay." Su Mingjing said.

Suzhou opened his eyes, not knowing how long it took before he fell asleep drowsily.

He had nightmares.

Big drops of blood fell down from the sky, crackling and hitting the ground, and the soil was thoroughly soaked with human blood.

In front of him is a large peach blossom forest.The peach blossoms were all withered, and the withered peach petals lay layer upon layer on the ground. Drenched in blood, they showed vitality and vigor again.

Su Mingjing held a red oil-paper umbrella and looked at him indifferently.

He struggled to reach out, trying to catch him.Just when his hand grabbed Su Mingjing's hand, Su Mingjing's whole body dissipated into the air.

The earth shook, and countless coffins broke through the ground and poured out from the ground.

Su Mingjing suddenly reappeared, sitting on one of the coffins, smiling and breaking her own neck.

After he died, the person in the coffin broke out of the coffin.

They all have the same face as Su Mingjing.

Suzhou woke up from the dream covered in cold sweat.Su Mingjing also fell asleep, lying down beside him in a sleeping posture.

He stared at Su Mingjing for a long time, got up and lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, and walked to the window.

The sky outside the window is dark and rainy.

The author has something to say:

Insomnia last night until five o'clock at night.It's winter vacation and I haven't studied for several days.As soon as I learned, my brain was so excited that I couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

I remembered that my roommate said that I lived a very "institutional" person.She said that I lived the kind of person that the current high school education wants you to be—a well-behaved, progressive and hard-working person with ridiculously high moral standards.

Maybe it's just getting used to it.When I was studying, my heart was at peace that is rarely seen on weekdays.