Wrong Changhuan

At the empty viewing stone, a figure in white quietly looked up at the moon, like a statue, integrated with the scenery.

That figure, thin and thin.

That back view is indescribably lonely.

Chang Huan felt pain again for no reason, only felt that on this full moon day, no one should be so lonely, as if forgotten by the whole world.

She approached slowly and stood beside the man.

Chang Huan plucked up his courage and said with a smile, "The moon is beautiful, isn't it? Here you come, I invite you to enjoy the moon and drink." He said and passed a pot over.

When the fingertips touched, it was slightly cool.

An took it by mistake and thanked him.The voice is cold, but very pleasant.

Looking back and looking up, it seems like eternity.

In Chang Huan's perception, there are generally several types of beauties in the world.Most of them are gorgeous and eye-catching like a hundred flowers blooming in spring; some are quietly blooming and fragrant in autumn.She has seen many.But the woman in white in front of her at this moment is like a red plum in winter, with a brilliance that cannot be concealed by ice and snow in the cold night.

Proud yet independent, cold and stubborn with a touch of loneliness, that is a different kind of charm.

Many beauties are only beautiful on the surface, but real beauties must be attractive.After all, Chang Huan has never met such a different person.

The moonlight shone on the side of Chang Huan's face. An Cuo couldn't see her eyebrows clearly at this time, but felt that her smile was very warm.She wondered what kind of person it was that could smile so carefree and warmly.

Chang Huan turned his head, bumped the wine pot, and said with a smile, "My name is Chang Huan, Lin Chang Huan."

Then, under the moonlight, An Cuo looked at Chang Huan's clear eyes, his brows were slightly curved, and his smile was like a pot of sake that had just been warmed in winter.

An Cuo's calm and crisp voice sounded, "An-Cuo-"

"An-wrong--this name is so strange." Chang Huan frowned, then smiled, "Then what do your friends and family call you?"

"I have no friends...and no family." As a killer, An Cuo has always been a mission.Those who are also killers, do they count?She had never thought about it like this, and it was just an acquaintance.

Friends and family members should not be mixed with any interests and use, and should be clean, beautiful and luxurious in the world, just like a dream.

In Chang Huan's ears, there was another ripple and distress in the bottom of his heart after hearing these plain words.Such a cold and charming person, but living so alone, is really a wrong thing, just like her name.

"Then how about I be your friend?" Chang Huan asked with a warm smile, "Why don't I call you Ah Cuo?"

Those clear eyes met An Cuo, causing her to look away unnaturally.

As the killer of Mingyue Tower, she heard more about her code name Zhuiming or her job title and full name.No one has ever called himself Ah Cuo so affectionately.

Wrong, wrong.As if these two words had warmth, An Cuo said silently twice in her heart, she liked it very much.

At this moment, An Cuo inadvertently raised the corners of her mouth, which made Chang Huan feel that her smile was so beautiful.If the morning sun in winter brings warmth, it can gradually melt ice and snow.

An Cuo said slowly but firmly, "Okay." After a pause, he asked again, "Have you always been like this?" After finishing speaking, he regretted a little.

Chang Huan opened his eyes wide and was a little confused, "Are you talking about being friends?"

Ann nodded.

Chang Huan turned his head sideways and said with a smile, "I believe in my own feelings."

"What if your feeling is wrong? You don't know me." An Cuo is not sure whether such a precious friendship as a friend is what he should have.Perhaps it was because she helped herself yesterday without asking for anything in return, she had a good impression and trust in the person in front of her from the bottom of her heart.

And this feeling, she has never had.

Chang Huan smiled and said, "So, if we become friends, we can get to know each other slowly."

Chang Huan looked at the people beside him, then took off his cloak, tied it on for An Cuo, and said softly, "It's cold in the mountains, Ah Cuo, don't freeze."

The two were so close, An Cuo surprisingly didn't refuse, and she had never been so close to anyone before.

The faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wine exudes from Chang Huan's body, that scent is tranquil and charming.In fact, An Cuo has profound internal skills, and this Han is nothing to her.Even worse, she survived.

It was only after this one exhortation that she suddenly realized that it was such a good feeling that someone cared about her.

She didn't refuse, how could she refuse.Like a person who has been walking alone in the desert for too long and thirsty for too long, the oasis that appears in front of her eyes, even if there is poison in the water, she is not willing to give up.

It was the soul fragment that she had always yearned for but was always missing in her life.

The cloak with Chang Huan's body temperature not only warmed An Cuo's body, but also the heart that had been frozen for many years.

An Cuo handed the handkerchief in his arms to Chang Huan, and said, "Your handkerchief. Yesterday, thank you very much."

Chang Huan took An Cuo's hand, held the handkerchief together, and said, "This handkerchief is my gift to you, okay?"

Chang Huan had just finished speaking, as if realizing something, he let go of his hand in a hurry.

An Cuo didn't speak, just put the handkerchief back into his arms.

Chang Huan changed the subject, "Have you been to many places?"

An said wrongly, "Hmm..."

Chang Huan continued to ask, "If possible, what do you want to do most? What do you like most?"

An Cuo thought for a while, and said, "I want to live freely. Even if it's only once."

Chang Huan was puzzled and asked, "Aren't you free now?"

An Cuo shook his head.Asked back, "What about you? Have you been anywhere?"

Chang Huan said quietly, "I grew up in Jiangling City, and I have never traveled far. This is the farthest place. In fact, I am quite curious about the outside world."

An asked puzzledly, "Isn't it good to be with the family... Outside, it's cruel."

Chang Huan pouted and said, "Family, what should I say? It's quite complicated. Do you want to hear it?"

Ann hummed.

Chang Huan immediately sat down on the ground, and An Cuo also sat down next to her.

Chang Huan took a sip of wine and said slowly, "I didn't know who my father was since I was a child, so my mother didn't like me when I was a child. Sometimes I feel that being in this family is quite redundant. Since my second uncle and Yang Yan raised me Growing up, my second uncle has the best temper and never gets angry. The one you saw yesterday is my second uncle. The third uncle is the most irritable in our family. He taught me half of my martial arts. It’s just that he ran away from home a few years ago, and he never came back after he left. As for my uncle, he talks the least on weekdays, and he always stays with my mother. It made me feel a little uncomfortable."

An Cuo asked curiously, "What does he owe you?"

Chang Huan sighed, "Actually, he doesn't owe me anything."

After being silent for a while, Chang Huan continued, "When I was five years old, the Lin family had already opened several branches in Jiangling City, and the business was doing well. One day my uncle took me to the street, and we were kidnapped. The kidnappers He asked for [-] taels of gold for one person. But the Lin family only had enough money to make up [-] taels of gold, and they could only redeem one person. So..."

Chang Huan had a sore nose, paused, and continued, "So, my mother chose to save my uncle...let me...fend for myself."

A tear fell quietly, and Chang Huan wiped it with his sleeve.She thought that after ten years, she would no longer care.

An Cuo looked at Chang Huan, his outstretched hand suddenly froze in mid-air, and quickly withdrew it.

An Cuo stabilized his mind and continued to ask, "What happened next?"

With a nasal voice, Chang Huan looked up at the moon and said slowly, "Later, I forgot how long I was locked up in that den of thieves, until one night, when a fire broke out on the top of the mountain, my second and third uncles rushed over and tried their best to save me. I was rescued. When I woke up again, I was already home... Do you know what the most ridiculous thing is... I got home, but my mother never came to see me. Until the second uncle and My uncle asked me about my kidnapping, I said I don’t remember, and my mother came to see me, and only once.”

Chang Huan looked back at An Cuo, and said, "They all thought I had forgotten about it, but I wanted to forget about it too...I never mentioned it to anyone, and you were the first."

An Cuo never knew how to comfort people, and said, "Some things, the more you want to forget them, the deeper they become... Do you hate your mother?"

Chang Huan was stunned for a moment, and said, "I don't know... When I was six years old, the little fat man from Butcher Liu's house in the east of the city fought with me. At that time, my third uncle and I learned some kung fu. The little fat man didn't I am powerful, my nose was broken by me, and my mother happened to meet me that day, she took me home, grabbed the cane and beat me, saying that I was not up to date, and would only cause trouble. I asked her: Mother Where is dad? My mother said after hearing this, your dad died a long time ago, but the cane in her hand hit her harder. She didn't stop until my uncle came. My mother asked me why I was fighting. Said, Liu Xiaopang said that I was a wild species, so I beat him. Then she threw away the cane, hugged me and cried for a long time... In memory, she never hugged me, that was the only time ...When she hit me that day, I hated her so much in my heart, but after she cried, I felt that she was not so bad, and I didn't seem to hate her anymore. Later, she treated me , has always been inseparable, there always seems to be something blocking us between us, but I am more and more eager for her to notice me and give me more care. Tell me, am I weird? "

An Cuo quietly listened to Chang Huan's story, took a sip of wine, and said, "No."

There was a long silence.The two looked up at the sky, fortunately there was a bright moon to accompany them.

Chang Huan said slowly, "Thank you."

An Cuo wondered, "Thank me for what?"

Chang Huan said, "Thank you for listening to me so much. You are a good listener, has anyone told you?"

An made a mistake, "Some things, it's not so uncomfortable to say."

Chang Huan asked, "What about you?"

An Cuo turned his face away and didn't dare to look at Chang Huan, and said, "I don't have any stories, and I've already gotten used to my life... I grew up in Mingyue Tower, and I'm a killer. I can only kill and nothing else. ...Does my identity scare you?"

Chang Huan had a look of disbelief, then lowered his head and smiled again, and said, "No wonder."

An Cuo asked curiously, "No wonder what?"

Chang Huan smiled softly, "No wonder you are serious when you see you, and you always look cold when you see everyone."

An made a mistake, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Chang Huan looked at An Cuo very seriously, and his eyes met.Chang Huan shook his head and said solemnly, "Ah Cuo, you are my friend."

I seem to have known you for a long time, and it seems that you are the one I have been waiting for.It's just that Chang Huan couldn't say that.

Is there anyone who can see thousands of years at a glance.When you see it, you recognize it.Whether you have some feelings, even you can't tell, the way is unclear, but you believe in your heart that this is the person you are looking for.

Chang Huan didn't know how important this sentence was to An Cuo, and even An Cuo himself didn't know that there would be such a person who walked into his heart.

It was quiet all night, sometimes saying a few words, sometimes drinking, but it seemed that they had known each other for a long time.Accompanying them was the extraordinarily bright full moon.

The world of mortals is boundless, but that night, two strange souls met again.The identities are thousands of miles apart, but the hearts are so close.

One heart is lonely, and the other heart is willing to accompany you.

Everything is due to fate, and fate has always been something that can only be felt and missed, and can never be said.

On a moonlit night floating high in the sky, a shadow that neither Chang Huan nor An Cuo could see said to the other shadow, "They met again after all. I only hope that in this life, she can live a less difficult life. "

Another shadow said, "God, mortals have their own luck. This is the way of heaven, it is Chang Huan's catastrophe, and that person's catastrophe. We can only wait."

Shadow asked, "In this life, does she still have heart disease?"

Another shadow said, "She is now a mortal, the heart you made for her with her ice soul is intact, she is now a healthy mortal."

An Cuo suddenly looked up at the floating place, and asked in confusion, "Did you hear any noise?"

Hearing this, the pair of shadows waved their hands and disappeared into the air instantly.