I can't get enough to feed you

Ji Xuanyuan somewhat regretted agreeing to Su Daji to wait and see what happened. Ji Xuanyuan thought that he was a person who was close to perfection, but God did not allow him to exist so perfect, so he arranged a shortcoming for him - gluttony.

Now that he couldn't eat it, Ji Xuanyuan sighed sadly, the little boy left, and he sat at the table. The pastries and bean cakes on the table were still the same, but it didn't look like an illusion.

Ji Xuanyuan stretched out his hand, groping fingers climbed to the edge of the pastry, touched it, and subconsciously thought that this illusion was real, and in an instant the aroma of the food on the tip of his nose dissipated completely.Ji Xuanyuan withdrew his hands and slumped his shoulders, knowing that the food only had the appearance it had.

He figured it out that this was an illusion, so the food could only be an illusion.

A-jaan entered the room, the room was bright and bright, and he saw the fool wearing a long gown sitting on the bench and sighing.

He thought, Yo, a fool who is worrying.But now his heart was heavy, he was more worried than Ji Xuanyuan, so he could only reluctantly walk over and patted the idiot on the shoulder.

Seeing that it was him, Ji Xuanyuan flew thousands of miles away in a moment of sorrow. He also tilted his head and smiled slightly: "Xiao Jiang, you are back! I miss you very much!"

A-Jian forced a smile: "What do you miss me, I just walked for a while, what can I think about?"

Ji Xuanyuan didn't answer, but just lowered his head with a smile, and kissed Meng Xiaojiang's ruddy lips. After kissing again and again, he pointed at the table in a showy manner. He knew that this was all an illusion, but he had to According to Meng Xiaojiang's plan, he took Suyou and escaped from the teaching workshop together.

He wants to see what this Suyou is going to do.

"Brother Xuan is really amazing."

Ajaan stopped laughing, boasting as reluctantly as laughing, and walked up the stairs after boasting, the corners of his mouth drooped the moment he turned around, probably wanting to cry, but he couldn't cry.

He is a fatherless man, he will be sad, but there is never a need to cry, because this is a place where tears are useless.Maybe he can cry to a fool, but a fool is a fool, and he should be the fool's support, so how can he cry to a fool who doesn't understand anything.

Ajaan quickly shook off a thin blanket, and quickly poured the food on the table into it. With both hands tied together, it was a small burden. After packing up the food, Ajaan went to sweep the room again. Is there any valuable gadgets that can be taken away? If you want to escape, apart from food, you must have money.

Ji Xuanyuan watched silently from the side, because he is not a person who can do housework. He could wear a suit for half a month before, and it was wrinkled like dried plums. It's not that he doesn't like cleanliness. I'm going to take a bath in the stream.Now that he has made a human form and needs to wear clothes, Ji Xuanyuan realizes that even though he has hands, hands are more convenient than claws.

But as a human being, you have to wear clothes, so washing clothes is very inconvenient!

Ajaan searched around, but couldn't find anything of value. When he turned around, he saw the fool staring at him with his wide eyes wide open. The blood fell down, dragging a bloodstain on the ground, and A-Jiang's smile was immediately retracted.

Whether he opens his eyes or closes them, all he thinks of is that flower-like girl, she has withered before she has time to open.

A-Jian walked up to the idiot, waved his hand, and signaled the idiot to come back to his senses: "Brother Xuan, I want to be quiet for a while."

Ji Xuanyuan came back to his senses, he looked down at A-Jiang, his appetite was not satisfied, he looked at A-Jiang's itching to satisfy another desire.

A-Jiang also bowed his head, turned around and walked towards the window, leaving Ji Xuanyuan with a dejected back like a dog in water, and said: "Go and play by yourself, don't go out of the house, and don't follow me just yet."

Ji Xuanyuan stood at the same spot, looking at Meng Xiaojiang's back very strangely, wondering what kind of blow he had received, and wanted to keep up, but his mind was agitated, and he also felt that Meng Xiaojiang should be quiet first.

A-Jiang walked to the bay window, climbed up and hugged his legs, looked out of the wooden lattice window, the night sky was deep and far away, a slender crescent moon hung on the horizon, the stars in the sky were as bright as the mouth of a bowl, a spring night The wind blows a little cool and a little comfortable.In short, this is a spring night with a beautiful scenery, so good that people's joys and sorrows, life and death, have nothing to do with the moon and stars in the sky.

A-Jiang's heart sank even more, and his shoulders also sank lightly. He turned his head, and the fool took a coat and put it on him, and when he saw him turn his head, he smiled: "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xuanyuan was stunned, realizing that this was an illusion, he was afraid of catching a cold, but when he saw the person in front of him, even though it was an illusion, his eyes and heart were fixed on him.

Ji Xuanyuan immediately understood that his iron tree hadn't bloomed for a thousand years, but when it bloomed this time - it was really planted.

A-Jiang was very moved, blinked his eyes, and a stream of tears fell down. He bent forward, stretched out his hands and hugged his calves, and put his chin on his knees, making himself into a ball.

Ji Xuanyuan looked at him like he was looking at an aggrieved little boy, with tears on his chin, and said softly and sadly to him, "Xiangling is dead."

Ji Xuanyuan sat next to Meng Xiaojiang, and didn't know who Xiangling was, but seeing Meng Xiaojiang sad, he softened his voice, gently wiped his tears with one hand, and opened his mouth gently with pain. Xi asked: "Little Jiang, don't be sad."

Then he asked: "Who is Xiangling?"

"It's a girl." Ajaan said.

Ji Xuanyuan's hands froze, his spine stiffened, and the tenderness in his eyes turned into jealousy.Ajiang didn't realize it, and said softly: "She was only 14 years old, or 15 years old, she died, she is a very good girl, I am useless."

"What's the matter with you?" Ji Xuanyuan sighed, still jealous, but he couldn't see the child being sad, so he asked patiently.

Little by little, A-Jiang told about Xiangling wanting him to take her out of the teaching workshop, and when he said it, he became more and more distressed. He shook his head, not daring to blink, but another string of tears fell down.

Ji Xuanyuan was half jealous and half distressed by his appearance. He could speak, and what he said was to fool people, show off his cleverness, and opportunistic words. These words should not be said to Meng Xiaojiang when he is sad, because There is no sincerity in it.

After stripping away these smart and beautiful words, Ji Xuanyuan realized that he was a person who could not speak. After thinking about it, he could only move forward and hug Meng Xiaojiang into his arms, as if he was hugging a very large child.

He patted the child's back, sweaty and clumsy, and said, "Oh, don't be sad...I'll hug you, if you want to cry, just cry!"

A-Jian was hugged rudely by him, his eyes instantly darkened, his whole face was buried in Ji Xuanyuan's chest, he stretched out his hand and pushed vigorously, Ji Xuanyuan was only a little away.

A-Jiang's face was covered with tears and snot from this unexpected embrace, and he pulled his sleeves and wiped his face, dumbfounded: "Fool, it's not wrong to call you a fool, besides, how can I cry to you?"

Ji Xuanyuan blinked, his long and thick eyelashes looked like the wings of a crow, and his big eyeballs were full of doubts: "Why can't you cry to me?"

Ajaan rubbed his eyes, and said calmly: "I have to protect you, you have to rely on me, how can I cry to you?"

Ji Xuanyuan smiled: "I don't need your protection."

A-Jiang put down his hands and looked at him: "What stupid words are you talking about? If I don't protect you, who else is willing to protect you?"

Ji Xuanyuan shook his head: "No need."

He thought, you are so weak, a mortal body is so fragile, Meng Xiaojiang is immortal, but this body is as fragile to him as an ant is to Meng Xiaojiang, how could he let Meng Xiaojiang protect him.

"I won't make money with you." A-Jiang also shook his head, and then said, "And I cried, so what if I make you sad, I don't want you to be sad."

"I suppose you've always been a happy fool."