The master of metaphysics is trying to break up again

Xie Wenyuan felt like a big rock was pressing on his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

When Lin Xuekuang mentioned his family background, Xie Wenyuan almost wanted to reach out and hug him tightly, but the next moment, Lin Xuekuang's detached expression made him feel a pain like a needle prick from the bottom of his heart .

In the past 20 years, I have not feared life and death or ghosts and gods, but now I feel almost scared.

It turned out that the four years were not just longing and pain, but also stole the familiarity and intimacy between them.

"Okay, just pretend that what you said is true, just pretend that you really think so. Then there is a misunderstanding between us. You can't unilaterally cut off our relationship. I absolutely disagree, unless I die."

Xie Wenyuan exhausted his utmost patience, and said in a good voice: "I never wanted you to be a follower, I just wanted to make friends with you from the beginning. I—"

I like you.

Do you really not know?

In the countless ambiguous and sweet moments, have you really not been moved?

Lin Xuekuang said coldly: "But I never wanted to be friends with you, and I don't appreciate your personality. You are always wishful thinking."

Every word he said was like directly stabbing Xie Wenyuan's heart with a knife, making him tremble with anger.

When he didn't see him, he thought about this person every day, and in the less than an hour since he reunited with Lin Xuekuang, Xie Wenyuan felt that he had exhausted all the anger he had suffered in the past twenty years since he was born.

——If Tiantian is so angry, he probably won't live for a few years.

Finally, Xie Wenyuan couldn't bear it any longer, he laughed back in anger, stood up suddenly and strode over, grabbed Lin Xuekuang's wrist, and pulled him up from the chair.

The touch again in the past four years, the cool and delicate touch in his palm made his heart tremble slightly, but he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I'll ask for the last time, are you telling the truth?"

His almost compulsive actions reminded Lin Xuekuang of some of the past, and he felt disgusted, and his face turned cold: "Is it no good to lie to you?"

Xie Wenyuan sneered and said: "You are honest with me, you can lie to me, and you can throw it away. Do you know that I will take every word of yours seriously? I have been thinking about you for four years—"

Lin Xuekuang said without sincerity: "Oh, I'm sorry."

He thought for a while, and then explained: "I didn't have an accident, and I don't have any last resort. In fact, my relatives got rich and sent me abroad to go to college. At that time, I was afraid that you would have to contact me to find me. Once you got entangled, it would be difficult to get rid of. So I left quietly. The past four years have been quite comfortable."

When the anger reached the extreme, I only felt that the anger was congealed in my chest, my ears were buzzing, and I even felt a slight numbness all over my body.

Born at such a time, Lin Xuekuang's wrist felt extremely clear when he was struggling in his palm.

He always wants to get rid of and abandon himself again and again!

Xie Wenyuan wanted to crush him into his own flesh and blood, but when he glanced over, he accidentally found that the skin under his fingers had been pinched and turned red, presumably it hurt him.

In an instant, the thoughts in my heart were turning back and forth, but the strength in my hand was instinctively loosened. At the same time, Lin Xuekuang had already thrown Xie Wenyuan away heavily.

Lin Xuekuang is not the sick child in his last life who was sealed off and let others manipulate him. He said these words not without a provocative intention. He was already prepared for a fierce fight between the two, but Xie Wenyuan easily let go.

The other party's chest was heaving, but he just looked at him coldly, and his gaze seemed to be extremely sad after a long time.

Lin Xuekuang indifferently lowered his eyes, looking at the shadows of the sun pulsating on the ground.

He said to himself, "Xie Wenyuan, you don't believe what I say, but you just can't accept that there is something in this world that you can't get, right?"

Xie Wenyuan didn't speak, he suddenly turned around and kicked the chair he was sitting on to the ground.

After the loud bang, the whole room was silent.

After a while, Xie Wenyuan turned his head, pointed at Lin Xuekuang with a finger and smiled: "Forget that I got to know you for nothing."

Lin Xuekuang folded his hands and looked indifferent, before he could say anything more hurtful, Xie Wenyuan had already walked away.

The door slammed shut behind him, shaking the entire four walls of the office.

This is the second time he ran away in anger today.

But Lin Xuekuang suddenly remembered that this should be their interrogation room...

At this moment, the door was pushed open again with a "bang", and Xie Wenyuan folded it back again.

Lin Xuekuang looked at him.

Xie Wenyuan leaned forward and took the despised milk-capped oolong away from Lin Xuekuang.

"Sorry, I lost something." He said with a half smile, "I bought this for myself, I like to drink."

After he finished speaking, there was another gust of wind around him, and the poor stainless steel door made another loud noise.

Lin Xuekuang: "..."

He didn't know whether it was relief or emotion in his heart, and he slowly leaned his elbows on the table, then returned his hands to support his forehead, and pressed his temples on both sides.

Put aside the personal grievances with Xie Wenyuan, now he has to think carefully about what to do next.

As a holder of a formal celestial master-level Taoist certificate, Lin Xuekuang is also very familiar with the procedures. This kind of case is usually handled by a special team and a warlock. Naturally, the warlock is responsible for suppressing supernatural powers.

At present, it seems that the person they invited is Xie Wenyuan.

But Xie Wenyuan came here to catch the murderer and deal with the counterfeit Seven Star Lei Huoyin. Lin Xuekuang's purpose was to find the whereabouts of Qi Yanzhi's soul as soon as possible, and then follow along to find the fortune teller who sold magic weapons.

It's fine to cooperate, I hope the arrival of these people will not affect his actions...or he can use some means.

"Dangdangdang."

Hearing the knock on the door, Lin Xuekuang turned his head and saw a neatly dressed young girl walking in, standing far away from him at the door.

She looked at Lin Xuekuang's big eyes, with complex emotions of vigilance and a little awe, and said, "Student, you can go back first, but if there is a follow-up investigation, there may be further investigations here at any time." Contacting you. I hope you can keep your phone unblocked."

She is also a member of the special team, has a little knowledge of family spells, and was sent to help Xie Wenyuan.

There are too many coincidences in Lin Xuekuang's body, and he is proficient in magic, so he can be regarded as a suspicious person in any way, and he is very dangerous. It is hard to say what role he played in the two murders.

Coupled with his great achievements just now, this handsome guy was able to nearly piss off Advisor Xie, who no one dared to offend, twice without being injured, which shows that his combat power is difficult to estimate, and it is even more terrifying to think about it this way!

Seeing this girl, Lin Xuekuang quickly had an idea, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, we must cooperate."

He drank all the water in the paper cup, raised his head and inadvertently scratched the water with his fingertips, then crushed the paper cup, stood up and nodded at the other party with a soft tone.

"Everyone has worked hard, then I will go back to the dormitory first, and contact me anytime if I need anything."

He is really a very good-looking man, his face seems to be shining brightly, and his smile makes people forget their worries.

The young girl was a little embarrassed again: "It's okay, go slowly."

Lin Xuekuang smiled and walked towards the door. When he passed her by, he raised his hand, and the discarded paper cup drew an arc from behind the girl and fell into the wastebasket in the corner of the classroom.

A few drops of water dripped on the long hair scattered behind her, and instantly evaporated into a puff of white smoke, which curled away.

Xie Wenyuan was indeed dizzy with anger. After slamming the door and walking downstairs, he realized that it was obviously his office, and Lin Xuekuang should have left if he wanted to leave.

But he didn't want to go back at this time, he hesitated for a while at the door of the teaching building with that stupid cup of milk tea, and walked slowly to the playground.

The sun was shining warmly on his body, and there were a few students playing football on the green field not far away. Xie Wenyuan leaned on the horizontal bar in front of the playground and watched for a while, inserted the straw into it, and took a sip of milk tea.

He and Lin Xuekuang have different tastes, and he has never liked this kind of sweet things very much. Right now, he just wanted to calm down, but he still didn't like it, so he bit the straw with two teeth marks.

It may also be due to emotional reasons. After the rage just faded away, I can clearly feel the fatigue and pain in my heart.

On the ground beside him, the shadow cast by the horizontal bar gradually expanded, raised, and turned into the shape of a person, appearing in front of Xie Wenyuan.

Xie Wenyuan was not surprised, a trace of coldness flashed across his face, and he said lightly: "You can see the light, and you are good at it. What's the matter with you?"

The shadow slowly unfolded, straightening up in front of him for the first time: "You should be very clear that my appearance represents your current weakness."

"Really." The milk tea cup twirled in Xie Wenyuan's hands, "So?"

Even so, he still retains the strength to make the other party absolutely surrender, which both parties are well aware of.

Shadow felt a little resentful, snorted coldly, but slowed down his tone slightly: "I want to make a deal with you."

"Don't do it."

Shadow said to himself: "Exchange what I want most for what you want most."

Before Xie Wenyuan could speak, he raised his hands, and a translucent image gradually appeared between the two of them, and then the image condensed into a solid body, creating an illusion of a beautiful face.

Xie Wenyuan's gaze was fixed, as if he forgot to breathe.

Seeing his reaction, the shadow seemed a little proud: "I have already mastered the magic of transforming the body, personality and communication ability. As long as you cancel the master-slave contract between us, he will be yours. And...more than yours. Be tame and obedient."

His voice was soft and seductive: "As long as you want, let him do anything."

Xie Wenyuan was noncommittal: "You look so similar, how long have you been observing?"

Shadow was a little proud: "From the moment you met this person, I knew you would definitely want him. Is this business going to work?"

Xie Wenyuan seemed to be fascinated, he raised his hand slightly, as if to touch the face of "Lin Xuekuang" in front of him: "As you wish, this master-slave contract can be terminated."

His gaze moved up and landed on the shadow's face, appreciating his momentary ecstasy, and then tightening his fingers viciously.

Shadow felt that the restraint on his body seemed to be loosened. Before he had time to feel the sweetness of freedom, there was a sharp pain in his limbs and bones, and then he exploded.

"You actually—"

Before he could lash out and curse the following words, the shadow and the illusion he created had dissipated into the air at the same time.

A fake is a fake, fragile and vulnerable.

Xie Wenyuan withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and smiled: "If you see him so carefully, he should be dead."

From the beginning of the Tang Dynasty to the present, the Xie family, as a family of spirit control, has been suppressing a large number of ghost slaves for generations. This is their weapon, but it is also a source of danger.

As long as the heart is shaken and fragile, or the control is not strong enough, these sneaky creatures will emerge from every corner, trying to backlash and escape.

It can be said that the desire to possess and control is an instinct that is inherent in his blood, and these things want to provoke, it is purely enough.

But with such an interruption, Xie Wenyuan's mood calmed down a little.

After knowing each other for so long, it was the first time that he couldn't understand what Lin Xuekuang was thinking, and he couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false.

As he said, with Lin Xuekuang's stubbornness and pride, he shouldn't be someone who would easily change due to some external pressure.But he couldn't have joked about it for no reason.

After all, according to what Lin Xuekuang said, his previous departure without saying goodbye and his icy coldness after reunion can all be explained.

But are those moments spent together in the past really all lies?

—— Lin Xuekuang agreed and accepted his approach, but because of his background and because it would be troublesome to be pestered by him.

Xie Wenyuan knew that Lin Xuekuang's family background was not good, but his looks were outstanding, so he had encountered many difficulties because of this, and his life was difficult.

But he didn't expect that the other party would be so complacent, with so much dissatisfaction in his heart.

Perhaps what Lin Xuekuang experienced was more bitter than what he knew. Since he didn't know anything, how could he blame him?

In the final analysis, it is because there are too many wicked people in the world. When they see others poor, they will make trouble, and when they see others excellent, they will feel jealous;

It's because I don't care enough, I only care about liking him, but I don't consider his feelings, and I don't know how to be considerate and empathize;

It's because that milk tea shop doesn't think about making progress. It doesn't even know how to innovate after so many years. The formula still smells like essence. Who wants to drink it!

Xie Wenyuan raised his hand and threw the milk tea into the trash can.

In short, Lin Xuekuang was definitely right, and it was others who were at fault.

As if what he said was true.But since he didn't like himself at all at the beginning, it doesn't mean he won't like himself in the future.

It is absolutely impossible for him to give up what he wants to do. As long as he learns the lesson and continues to work hard, he will definitely be able to impress the other party.

At the very least, I can see people now, compared to the days when I was far away and hopelessly missed, I don't know how much better it is, isn't it?

Things have to be done step by step.

Xie Wenyuan cheered himself up.