I'm really immortal

Chapter 45
Liu Changan kept holding the glass of orange juice he took out from the milk tea shop, and when it was pushed down, he didn't waste it and overturned it. Seeing him walking back slowly with the glass of orange juice in his hand, An Nuan was both happy and worried.

The reason for being happy is very simple. Liu Changan went to fight for her. In fact, girls like boys who can punch themselves. Girls don't think long term.

It's just that some girls will encourage their boyfriends to fight, and some girls are relieved that their boyfriends will throw punches for themselves, and they are more worried about his safety.

After all, this matter was caused by herself, An Nuan didn't really think it was Liu Chang'an's fault, he still doesn't care about everything, what should I do when Ma Benwei really brings someone to him?
A rustling sound came from behind, An Nuan turned around, startled, saw Liu Yuewang frowning, squeezed out from a hedge, staggered to An Nuan's side, twisted Hold An Nuan's ears: "Everything I said to you has fallen into deaf ears, right?"

"Mom... when did you squat there?" An Nuan's ears hurt, and she quickly grabbed her arm.

"Hmph... When I came back from class, I saw Zhizhi hiding outside the milk tea shop and peeking furtively. After she left, I took a few glances openly and found the situation." Liu Yuewang twisted An Nuan's ears turned back, "Tell me, I didn't hear what you were talking about just now... Such a big mosquito bit my neck..."

"You actually peeked..."

"I care about you, that's aboveboard..."

"I think you should hurry back and apply toilet water on your neck. What will others think when you leave a red mark on your neck?"

Liu Yuewang was reminded by An Nuan, let go of her ears, touched her neck and went home first, while greeting An Nuan: "Come back and explain clearly to me!"

After taking two steps, Liu Yuewang stopped and looked at An Nuan sternly, "How do you know that leaving a red mark will make others think?"

An Nuan was helpless, "I'm not a three-year-old child, don't I understand anything? This is commonly known as planting strawberries, and you will get it just by kissing your neck hard."

"Young age..."

"Young age?"

"..."

Liu Yuewang's cheeks were flushed, only slightly lighter than the color of her lips.

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Liu Chang'an finished his orange juice at the bridge head, and jumped off the Jiangzhou below at the highest point in the middle of the bridge. He landed on the ground with no feeling on the soles of his feet at only 30 meters.

An old man with white hair sitting in a wheelchair stared blankly at Liu Changan, and then looked at the top of his head.

"I jumped from the top." Liu Chang'an gave him an affirmative answer, lest he think that he was old and dizzy, and would suffer more sorrow.

Baolong Center is better, Liu Changan looked up and looked into the distance, but he will not do this thing again in a short time, all the way facing the river wind, walking on the landscape avenue, the water waves beat the shore, with a low rhythm Feeling calm, Liu Changan came to the statue of the great man at the southern end of Jiangzhou, looked at the tall statue with a base of 3500 square meters and composed of 8000 pieces of granite, and pushed it hard.

Didn't move.

"What are you doing?" The administrator has seen some people come to burn incense, some people want to buckle granite rocks, some people come to ask for children and marriage, and some people come to climb... This is the first time I saw people pushing hard there.

It could be a neurosis.

"I'll try to see how strong I am."

Sure enough, it was neurosis.

Liu Changan clapped his hands, and didn't feel any setbacks. The manpower is sometimes poor, which shows the current situation.

By the end of October, the oranges on Jiangzhou were ripe one by one. Liu Changan walked through the orange grove and sat on the square in front of the statue, quietly.

In the autumn of flowers and nights in Xiaoxiang, the beautiful scenery of Juzhou is like a painting on the screen.

In the blue smoke, under the bright moon, the small boat is beginning to die.

Water is the village, Pengzuo cooperates, and fish soup, rice and rice are common meals.

The scenic spot was closed at night, and Liu Changan left with the tourists, went to the bridge, walked along the busy street, and bought a pot of green plum wine at the entrance of Taiping Street, which was a bit sour and tasted jerky.

After leaving Taiping Street, it is the famous bar street in Junsha. In the early years, there were many fish with white bellies on the street, but the smell of drunkenness was unsavory.

A guy with curly hair, thick eyebrows and thick lips set up a mutton barbecue stand. Liu Changan asked for two skewers of lamb livers, but he asked to grill them himself. Just when the business was not booming, the guy agreed. Mouthwatering.

As soon as he got home, he received a call from Qin Yanan, asking him what plans he had for tomorrow. Liu Changan hesitated and asked her to come over earlier.

Qin Yanan came earlier than Liu Changan expected.

It was the first time that Liu Changan had someone knock on his little door before he woke up, even Zhou Dongdong was not so early.

The temperature dropped a little today, and it was cold in the morning, Qin Yanan looked at Liu Changan who was wearing a vest and big pants, he hugged his arms, but there were no goosebumps on his skin.

"The old people actually hope to be reunited on festivals, especially the Dragon Boat Festival..." Liu Changan looked at Qin Yanan, "If you really don't want to stay in Junsha, insist on running back, what else can he do to you ? Actually, I'm still very happy."

"I found out that you really don't want to see me." Qin Yanan was sure again, and of course he would be happier, "I don't dare to disobey him, at least after you write the letter and he gives up the idea."

"I don't want to see you, I like you very much, even more than you imagined, I am very happy to see you." Liu Changan turned around, "You find a small bench outside and I will write the letter , you can rest assured, I will wash first."

There was an old man's feeling of relief when he saw his old descendants in his tone, Qin Yanan heard this tone a lot.

Qin Yanan looked left and right, and finally found a small bench probably made of bamboo slices by the side of the altar. There is a sense of ease and tranquility.

A window the size of a washbasin, covered with white grilles, is extremely complicated, and seems to be a landscape painting with hidden poetry.The wall under the window is covered with mud, and some emerald green vines are crawling. There are traces of drawing water under the corner of the wall, and there are all kinds of small flowers and grasses in the bottles and jars picked up at random, but they are just roads. There are common varieties around, and the emerald and green ones squeezed together are really beautiful.

It makes people feel in a trance that this should be the residence of an elderly, leisurely and carefree old man.

Liu Changan came out of the wash and asked, "Going for a run?"

Qin Yanan is wearing a white button-down gown today, his hair is loosely tied into a bun behind his head, and there are a few strands of hair hanging around his ears like rippling vines, and the trembling pendant on the earlobe is naturally a flower that has grown out Son, the slender neck is tightly surrounded by the collar, and there is a pair of flat running shoes under the feet. There may not be any matching problems. It seems that people are good-looking and have a good figure, so they can wear anything.

"I seldom exercise, so I won't run anymore." Qin Yanan waved his hands again and again, while paying attention to whether Liu Chang'an's eyes showed any disappointment of a man and a knowing joke.

"Oh, I see. You can only do less intense exercises." Liu Changan nodded, then turned and walked back to the room.

It seemed that it was just describing objective facts, without any sense of irritating banter, but it made Qin Yanan look as white as pink, with a lot of blood.

I had a dream last night, and I actually dreamed of my great-grandmother. They said that the people I met in the dream had no face in retrospect, but Qin Yanan clearly remembered that Ye Sijin's appearance was the same as in the photo after waking up. As if holding grudges, in the dream, I only remembered that my great-grandmother was calling a name, probably the man who had a close relationship with my great-grandmother.

Qin Yanan had never dreamed of Ye Sijin before. After all, her great-grandmother had passed away before liberation, and all she heard was the heroic deeds described in textbooks. She was more adored than the admiration and admiration of her great-grandfather.

This kind of dream made Qin Yanan understand it as a dream. Although as a materialist who believes in Marxism, he should not believe in the feudal superstition of dreaming, it still affected Qin Yanan's mood, so he came to Liu Changan early in the morning.

She wanted to tell Liu Changan about her dream, because Liu Changan always talked about her great-grandmother, or could he have some other explanation for such a dream?

　Hello everyone, I wish you all the best as usual, and thank you for your generous rewards.

　　
　
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