【Xiyao】This life can wait for your return

"Master Meng, please follow me."

The juniors of the Lan family nodded slightly at Jin Guangyao, and led him towards Yun Shen's unknown place.

Bowing and returning the salute, Jin Guangyao suppressed the emotions in his heart, and followed without any abnormality.

I don't know where the clouds are, what kind of place is it?

In the eyes of the residents of Caiyi Town, it is the residence of the gods, and the immortals from there have always protected them.

In the eyes of Taoist cultivators, it is a place where all the heroes gather, and the members of the Lan family, regardless of their immediate or collateral lineages, are all outstanding talents.

In the eyes of the juniors of the aristocratic family, it was the nightmare they had to go through in their youth.

Every time they heard that they were going to be sent to study somewhere in Yunshen by their families, the teenagers always looked as if they were going to study for concubines. After all, there were very few examples of Wei Wuxian, the patriarch of Yiling, being so rascal...

From Jin Guangyao's point of view, the unknown location of Yunshen is just a place that Lan Xichen wants to protect with all his heart.

His second brother is here...

On the stone at the entrance, there seemed to be thousands of more family rules engraved on it—my uncle was very angry at his two favored disciples, so he plunged into the grand plan of educating the next generation of Xuanmen, determined to truly teach Create a "perfect student".

The shadows of the trees along the way are faint, but the green leaves facing the scorching sun are glowing with golden luster, shining like a layer of oil.Occasionally, you will find a white dumpling dozing in the bushes, and unsuspecting visitors will only feel blind—there are rabbits somewhere in the deep clouds!

However, nothing could interfere with Jin Guangyao's thoughts - he was somewhat, inexplicably flustered.

He thought that a small family like the Meng Mansion would not get much attention—he planned to sneak a look at Lan Xichen without knowing where he was in Yunshen.

But for some reason, Lan Xichen wanted to meet this "Meng Sheng" in person.

Why did the second brother want to see Meng Sheng? Is there something wrong with the technique of "giving up"?

Or did he notice my mistake when he changed into a cloud?

Could it be that there is some special friendship between the Meng family and the Lan family?

I thought of one, two, three, four possible situations in my mind, and prepared five, six, seven or eight countermeasures, but all the preparations became pale and useless when I saw that person.

Jin Guangyao only felt that his mind was blank, and even had a faint urge to escape.

It's still the waterside pavilion where I used to play the flute and play the piano in the past, those laughter and laughter seem to linger in my ears again, and the eyebrows and eyes of the old man have not changed.

At that time, someone would carefully play a few complex piano notes wrong, and then there must be another gentle voice gently teaching in the ear how to complete this piece of music.

How many springs and summers alternate, how many winds and snows fill the sky, how many changes in the floating world, how many thoughts turn to ashes.

Now, that person is still in front of him, because of the hot weather, he is only wearing a white shirt, bowing his head slightly, as if he is writing something, his back is slender, but he is thin and thin.

Although he didn't see his real face, Jin Guangyao knew that it was Lan Xichen, without any disguise, that was his second brother.

"What I'm thinking about is at the end of the world, and where I want to go is thousands of miles away." Lan Xichen said slowly, his voice as warm as fragrance and jade.

Subconsciously, Jin Guangyao opened his mouth and received: "I don't want to go home if I miss it, and I want to be dependent on each other, but I am afraid that my appearance will be picturesque."

The people in the pavilion were stunned for a long time, so long that the wind couldn't help raising the gauze.

"Your face is picturesque, the water moon mirrors the flowers." Lan Xichen completed the words that he couldn't get the next sentence, "It's not bad..."

Turning around slowly, when he saw who was coming, those warm eyes dimmed for a moment, but they immediately sank into his eyes, and a polite smile changed, Lan Xichen said: "Young Master Meng, You Lao will come in person."

The wind stopped, the breath was stuffy, and the trance and charm of those few moments dissipated.

Lan Xichen was still the magnificent Zewu Lord, but he was facing not Jin Guangyao, who had been in love for a lifetime.

Laughing softly, Jin Guangyao seemingly casually avoided Lan Xichen's gaze, and replied, "It's an honor to visit the Lan family."

Ecstasy, shock, ridicule, sadness, loss, anger, self-abandon...

Jin Guangyao's nails dug straight into his palm, and under the heart-wrenching pain, he managed to cover up the too mixed and chaotic emotions.

He saw that Lan Xichen didn't wear the Lan family's cloud pattern wipe on his forehead.