[Jian 3] Pit father's love game

Another day later, in the early morning, Ye Chengfeng led the reluctant Xia Zhilan to the inn again to block people.

Although Ye Chengfeng broke up with Ling Xuyang yesterday, but after thinking about it after going back, he decided to come to Ling Xuyang regardless of the past.Since Ling Xuyang himself doesn't want to doubt Qu Lingyin, then he will force Ling Xuyang to keep an eye on Qu Lingyin and see what else she can do.

Xia Zhilan almost couldn't understand Ye Chengfeng's actions, saying that he was worried about Daoist Ling, it was true, but she also felt that he was more often looking for trouble for Miss Qu.If you really hate a person, shouldn't you maintain a polite and distant appearance, and then even hate talking to her?Cousin he...

After waiting for Ling Xuyang and Qu Lingyin's figures for a long time, Ye Chengfeng couldn't help asking Xiao Er about the two.

"Oh, unfortunately. Mr. Ye, the two people you asked checked out early this morning.

Xiao Er accepted the broken silver handed over by Ye Chengfeng, and replied with a smile.

"What?! When did they leave?"

Ye Chengfeng's mind was blank, and he continued to ask.

"About an hour ago..."

Ye Chengfeng didn't listen carefully to what was said later, he only knew that Ling Xuyang and Qu Lingyin had left without saying hello to him.Ye Chengfeng's face became a little ugly, his heart was a little angry, and he was a little sad.

Gone again...and left without saying goodbye...

Do I, Ye Chengfeng, make you dislike me like this...

As soon as Xia Zhilan came down from the second floor, she saw Ye Chengfeng's ugly face. She silently handed the letter she found from Ling Xuyang's guest room to Ye Chengfeng.

Ye Chengfeng immediately opened it, and the handwriting was beautiful and elegant, with only a few short lines:

"Thank you for your hospitality recently. Pindao has something important to do, so I can only go one step ahead with A Yin. I can't say goodbye in person. Wang Jun

Forgive me, I will come to my door to make amends in the future.Ye Gongzi's kindness is poor, but like a person who drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or not.

Thanks for that.

Ling Xuyang"

Looking at the eight words clearly written on the paper "like a person who drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or cold", Ye Chengfeng could only sneer in his heart, he was really poisoned.Looking at the three characters "Ling Xuyang" on the signature, a faint sense of loss rose from his heart.

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On the wilderness path, a man and a woman were galloping on horseback.The man was dressed in a Taoist robe, with a cold expression; while the woman was dressed like an ordinary Jiang Hu girl, but her appearance was a bit glamorous.

After a long day on the road, the sun has already set in the blink of an eye.The two found a stream and stopped, and built a simple tent.

"Ayin, I'm afraid you will be wronged to rest here today." This road is closer to Yangzhou, so it is doomed to sleep in the open for a few days, and the other road can stay in a hotel, but it is a bit devious.Out of the need to hurry, and because he wanted to avoid Ye Chengfeng as much as possible, Ling Xuyang chose this shortcut.

"What's the point of the Taoist priest? Being by your side (being taken care of by you), I don't feel wronged at all!" Qu Lingyin replied while helping to set up the tent.Indeed, Ling Xuyang chooses this path, and she is very much in favor of it. Not to mention that she can finally avoid Ye Chengfeng's eccentric behavior, and more importantly, she can try to avoid Tang Wuye's intelligence system. This was her original plan .With Ling Xuyang around, living in the wild is not a problem at all, the Taoist leader is super omnipotent and feels safe!

Perhaps because she was too relaxed by Ling Xuyang's side, Qu Lingyin spoke very casually, but she didn't know how big a wave was caused in Ling Xuyang's heart by the sentence "by your side, I don't feel wronged at all".

Hearing these words, Ling Xuyang was slightly stunned, and a faint crimson color climbed to the tips of his ears. He quickly turned his back to hide his strangeness, but his mind was in a mess, and his heartbeat even accelerated for a moment.Ah Yin...

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After eating the dinner made by Ling Xuyang, Qu Lingyin walked slowly along the creek to digest her food. Only by Ling Xuyang's side could she be so leisurely and in the mood to take a good look at the scenery of this world.

Beautiful clouds appeared in the sky, and the mountains in the distance looked a little dark in the evening, and the surroundings were silent, with occasional insect sounds.One didn't pay attention, a few scattered sparks appeared in the grass, and they were blowing away along the wind.Qu Lingyin took a closer look, and it turned out to be a firefly. She felt a little strange at once. There was no way around it. Children who grew up in cities in modern society have rarely seen real fireflies.

In just a few seconds, there were more and more light spots in the grass, like a sky full of stars scattered in the world.Qu Lingyin, who was wearing a scarlet dress, stood in this spot of light, with a peaceful and beautiful expression, her belt fluttering in the wind...

This picture was imprinted in Ling Xuyang's eyes not far away, and it was also engraved in his heart.He also stood in a piece of "starlight", as if a god was reborn.

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The night is getting darker, the sky has turned black, the cold moon is hanging high, and only a few sporadic stars can be discerned.

Qu Lingyin tossed and turned in the tent, still not feeling sleepy, so she opened the tent a small crack, quietly observing Ling Xuyang outside.

Almost stubbornly, Ling Xuyang gave her the tent to sleep in, while he himself meditated outside to watch the night.

Ling Xuyang was sitting not far from her tent, surrounded by a hazy light blue mist, and Qu Lingyin knew that it was Chunyang's Zen-forgetfulness mental method in operation.The cold light of the cold moon swayed down and shone on Ling Xuyang's face. His face was as handsome as a fairy, and his cool temperament was even better. The whole person looked more like a jade sculpture, sacred, cold and without the slightest popularity.

Qu Lingyin secretly looked at him in the tent, feeling almost looking up.Compared with the previous flat image in the strategy game, the real version of Ling Xuyang is more real, but more out of reach.

In reality, she is just an extremely ordinary person. If the system's personality is stripped away, how much of her part really belongs to her?She knew that she might be a bit hypocritical for thinking like this, but she still couldn't help thinking like this, the faint sense of inferiority that emerged in her heart was real...

From the beginning, I only regarded them as games,

my kind of person

Can you really be loved by someone like him?Or, am I really worthy of his love?

The obvious 100 favorability of Ling Xuyang's attribute panel tells her that Ling Xuyang likes her, or loves her, and can even live and die with her...

While feeling relieved and delighted, Qu Lingyin also had faint doubts in her heart:

Can the complexity and changeability of human nature and emotions really be expressed simply by numbers?

Or, is this world real?Is the world where you can easily see other people's data, attributes, health bars, etc. real?

Are you... for real?

I hope that all this is illusory, but I can't help but hope that it is true. My mood is so complicated that I can't express it.

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There is no such thing as electric lights in this world, and it is far away from towns, so the night here is very dark, a darkness that Qu Lingyin has never seen before, so dark that it is impossible to see the way to come and go.

Qu Lingyin was lying in the tent, quietly looking at Ling Xuyang surrounded by the shimmering light, feeling like a single firefly looking up at the lonely bright moon in the summer night.

———You like me, right?

The author has something to say:

Qu Lingyin began to think wildly, and her feelings for the Taoist priest had deteriorated a bit.

In other words, my style of writing still adapts, right?I'm really not good at describing emotions ==

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