Wrong Changhuan

Fifty miles west of Jiangdong City, Ping'an Town, Yuanlai Inn.

Yang Yan and Chang Huan stood at the door with their horses, and the shopkeeper enthusiastically directed Xiao Er to lead the horses to the backyard and order them to feed enough fodder.He called them into the inn again, prepared food, wine and food, and prepared hot water for the guest room.

Lin Changhuan asked with doubts in a low voice, "Uncle, isn't this also a black shop?"

Yang Yan said calmly, "There are so many unscrupulous shops. Trust me, it's fine." It was brief and clear.

Chang Huan believed in Yang Yan.

Yang Yan, if you want to say something, even if you don't want to hear it, he will force you to say it for three days and three nights.And what he doesn't want to say, even if you try your best, you still don't want to hear a single truth from him.

That being the case, Chang Huan no longer has any doubts.

After drinking and eating, Chang Huan returned to the guest room on the second floor. In the room by the window, a half-person-high wooden bathtub was steaming, and there were two white cloth towels on the shelf next to it.

After Chang Huan tested the water temperature, he took off his clothes and went inside, submerged his whole body in the water, and instantly felt his sore muscles relax.There is nothing better than taking a hot bath to relieve fatigue.

The beautiful ketone body is like white silk, with the unique tenderness of fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls.

Xu Shi was exhausted for days, and when he suddenly relaxed, Chang Huan fell asleep leaning against the side of the bucket.

Carrying a pot of wine, Yang Yan knocked on Changhuan's door a few times, but there was no response from inside.He pushed the door open and entered, and shouted anxiously, "Chang Huan--"

The cry woke her up from the dream, and at the same time, her head slipped into the water, and after choking on a few mouthfuls of water, her head was finally exposed.

Chang Huan said in shame and anger, "Who let you in? Didn't I say I want to take a bath!"

Yang Yan patted his chest a few times, heaved a sigh of relief, and said aggrievedly, "I just knocked on the door, but you shouldn't, aren't you worried about you? It scared me to death—"

Seeing Chang Huan covering his chest with both hands, Yang Yan glanced at it, turned around with a smirk and closed the door, then sat down beside the round table in the middle of the room and said, "Don't cover it, you can see it all. Didn't you take a bath before I took a shower?" I peeked at it, and now it's even. Let me tell you, you're growing too slowly. Would you like me to adjust some medicine for you later? Custodian An mistakenly read it and was heartbroken, and other women saw it and became jealous. "

Chang Huan still doesn't understand why men are so obsessed with women's breasts.

Not only good men, but even people like Yang Yan, they always look at their breasts first.Maybe it's because these men have had their mother's womb, the first thing they eat is milk from a woman's breast. This imprint is so strong that it affects men's perception of women for the rest of their lives.

Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, the first thing is always very impressive.Like the first kiss, the first love, even the first murder.

And the title of number one in the martial arts is not the obsession and dream of these self-proclaimed martial arts people.

Chang Huan was speechless, and said in silence for a moment, "Are we really going to leave today?"

As if Yang Yanfang didn't hear it, he muttered, "I don't know if Axun is angry now? Or is he missing me, or thinking about me while being angry?" After speaking, he took a big gulp of wine.

When they went out this time, Lin Xun got angry and didn't come out to see them off.Chang Huan knew that Yang Yan's words could be hidden from his mother, but not from his second uncle.

Drink again, the wine is dry.

Yang Yan got up, and said softly, "Don't soak for too long, get a good sleep, and I'll go back to catch up on sleep too. I'll buy you something delicious for dinner—apologize!" After speaking, he turned his back to Chang Huan He waved his hand, closed the door and went back to the next room.

Chang Huan dried himself off, put on the clean earth red shirt that Hongying had given him, and lay down on the bed with the clothes on, but he didn't feel sleepy.Then he took out the old blue cloth sachet from his bosom, held it in his bosom and hummed a lullaby.

Unknowingly, this song also became her hypnotic switch.Just thinking that in another place, there is a person humming the same song when he can't sleep, Chang Huan feels joy from the bottom of his heart.

Gradually, Lin Changhuan fell asleep.

When night fell, Yang Yan, who had changed into a moon-white dress, went downstairs to buy food, and greeted the shopkeeper kindly.

A moment later, a person with the same face walked into the inn door again, carrying a paper bag.

The shopkeeper said with a smile, "Young Master Yang, you're back so soon."

The man didn't answer, but went directly to the second floor and entered Yang Yan's guest room.

The shopkeeper shook his head and didn't care.I just feel that something is wrong, but if I ask him to say it, I can't say it.Let it go.

The more people coming and going, the less strange things seem to be.

What he didn't notice was that the man was wearing a light blue gown.

Lin Changhuan woke up suddenly from the bed. She had a nightmare, dreaming about Ah Cuo.Wake up now, but don't remember very clearly.

The room was pitch black, and the darkness seemed to pinch her neck with an invisible hand, making her breathless.

Her fear of the dark has gotten worse recently.

Chang Huan pushed the door out in a panic, until she saw the faint light from the lantern hanging in the corridor, she leaned against the door and took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down, with sweat on her forehead.

Some dreams, the more you want to recall them, the faster you forget them.

Some things, the more I want to forget, but I am entangled endlessly.

The lights in the next room were on, but the door was ajar.Chang Huan wiped his sweat with his sleeves, knocked on the door, and entered the room without waiting for a reply.

In the same furnished room, a familiar figure was standing by the window with his back to her.

There is a paper bag of food on the table, exuding a faint scent of osmanthus.

Chang Huan sat down unceremoniously, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus sponge cake and put it in his mouth, "I guessed that you would buy sweet-scented osmanthus sponge cake. The two of us like it in the whole family. I happen to be hungry too."

The figure turned around, looked straight at Chang Huan, and didn't speak.

Chang Huan waved at him with a free hand, and joked, "Old Yang, why are you so deep, it doesn't look like you anymore. If there is something you are unhappy about, tell me and make me happy."

It was still silent, but the man walked slowly across the table and sat down.

It was a fair and handsome face, exactly the same as Yang Yan's.It's just that expression, deep and cold, too strange.

Chang Huan got up abruptly and backed away, "You're not Yang Yan!...Who are you?" He got up too quickly, and his calf was tripped by the stool, which hurt him so much.But at the moment, she doesn't care.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed in her mind. My uncle Lin Xiao once said that the skill of the master of disguise, Qianmian Langjun, is difficult to see through even if the relatives see each other.It's just that the man with thousands of faces is at least an old man in his sixties now, his age is a bit inconsistent, could it be his apprentice?Or the ghost-faced man from the Western Regions, who is said to be able to transform into another person.It's just that the Western Regions are thousands of miles apart, so how could they come to such a small place as Ping'an Town.

The man seemed to be able to read her mind, and said quietly, "I am me, and this face is my original face, not disguise."

Chang Huan asked cautiously, "Are you an enemy or a friend?"

The man said, "Neither an enemy nor a friend. Cheng Jichu is the Yang Yan you mentioned, he is my twin brother."

Chang Huan didn't believe it, and said, "I never heard him mention that he has a brother."

The man said, "Then you should ask him, not me."

Chang Huan said, "Then you must have a name."

The man said, "Cheng Yunchu."

Chang Huan said, "It's a real brother, why is the surname different." She went over the name in her mind, not only Yang Yan had never mentioned it, but she had never heard of it.

Cheng Yunchu said, "Your uncle Chu Xiao also has the same surname as you, but I heard that you are like a family."

Chang Huan was puzzled and said, "You are talking nonsense, my brother-in-law's name is Lin Xiao, not Chu."

Cheng Yunchu said with a sneer, "So you don't know about this. Then you should pretend you didn't hear it. This news is just a gift for you, and you don't need money."

Chang Huan asked tentatively, "Did Yang Yan tell you about my family?"

Cheng Yunchu showed a hint of disdain and said, "Why should he tell me these things."

Seeing Chang Huan's silence, he continued, "Yang Yan just happened to meet an old friend at this time, chatted happily over wine, and won't come back for a while."

Chang Huan was surprised, "Are you coming for me? Are you going to kill me?"

Cheng Yunchu lowered his head and sneered, "Dead people are of no value to me... I'm just curious about what the Lin family who can protect Yang Yan with his life, especially you, Lin Changhuan, look like."

The more Chang Huan listened, the more confused she became. Suddenly, she felt that the sky and the earth were spinning, and the familiar face in front of her was approaching, but the sneer was full of satisfaction, but revealed a trace of hatred, and then she staggered, and she passed out.

As if lost time, as if everything went back to the past.

Lin Changhuan dreamed that the full moon was hanging high in the sky, quietly exuding a touch of softness.Just like her Ah Cuo, like that night by the Moon Spring.