Red waist breaking line

Chapter 820

Mu Tong rolled her eyes and said, "If Lady Du saw you like this, you wouldn't even have time to cry, let alone have the energy to kill me."

Shu Yan sneered and said, "She doesn't need to see it. I will kill you first to silence you, and then go find my sister."

Mu Tong laughed dumbly: "I thought I was childish enough, but I didn't expect to meet a willful child like you. I asked you to come with me to perform official duties and to work for your sister, but now you want to kill your accomplice just because of a disagreement... Don't you think about the importance of this?"

Shu Yan snorted contemptuously, "What's the importance? I don't care at all. As long as my sister is with me, nothing else matters. Don't think I don't know why you dragged me out here - we clearly agreed to act in groups, but you insisted that you had to be in the same group with me because of your low martial arts skills and need protection. To put it bluntly, you just don't want me and my sister to have more contact. Tell me the truth! Do you like my sister, or are you here for that Xiao Yunxi?"

Mu Tong rolled his eyes more and more obviously, cursing in his heart: If it's not for the big things, I will cooperate with a stubborn person like you. But seeing Shu Yan getting more and more annoyed, if she really makes a fuss, wouldn't it ruin the mission. So he decided to change his attitude and said with a smile: "Your mission is to pretend to be Yun Huan, so of course you can't be in a group with Poison Lady at the beginning. But you are also very capable. You have only been here for a few days, and even Xiao Yunxi knows about it. Did Poison Lady tell you?"

Shu Yan seemed reluctant to admit it, but she finally hummed in a muffled voice: "...Xiao Yunxi, he doesn't sound like a good person. He deceived and seduced me, he is simply the biggest villain in the world. I don't know why I tolerate him like this! When I see him, I will pierce his throat with a volley of bullets!"

Mu Tong wanted to laugh even more: "Looking at your appearance, I believe more and more that you are the reincarnation of Yang Yizhao, the same pretty boy, the same jealous person."

When Shu Yan heard the name Yang Yizhao, her face turned pale with anger: "I said! Don't mention this name!"

Feeling his murderous aura rising sharply, Mu Tong felt that she couldn't afford to suffer a loss, so she waved her hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't mention it, I won't mention it, okay?"

"Don't call me a gigolo! I'm not a gigolo!" Shu Yan said angrily.

Mu Tong hummed and ahed in response: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. Hey, let's find a place to spend the night. My back and waist are sore from the long journey, and I can't stay in an inn. But it doesn't matter, I know a good place in this city, with good goods and low prices, a lot of talented people, and it's hidden and safe. The big show will start tomorrow, and I have to make good use of the limited time to adjust my state."

Shu Yan snorted, retracted the shuttle blade, and said, "There are so many things to do. Just find a tree or a wall to take a nap. Aren't you here to carry out a secret operation on official business? You are so stupid and irresponsible. Get your work done quickly and go back to see your sister as soon as possible."

Mu Tong nudged him with her elbow and said teasingly, "Why are you pretending to be a naive? Who was it that made the bath water all over the floor the night before last? You can be romantic, but I can't be happy? What kind of world is this!"

Thinking of the springtime moments at that time, Shu Yan lost her temper and just smiled sweetly: "We were in love with each other, how can others compare to us?"

Mu Tong smiled mysteriously: "Then do you want to get along better?"

Shu Yan's eyes lit up, but then she became distrustful again: "What do you mean?"

Mu Tong smiled more mysteriously: "Don't you think I dragged you out? I'll make it up to you and teach you something good."

Shu Yan looked him up and down for a few seconds, and said with disdain: "You? What good skills do you have? Muscular development does not mean..."

Mu Tong said with a snort: "I can't help but say that you are a gigolo. Your head is full of crap. Don't you want to know more about your good sister's past preferences? A good general never fights a battle without preparation. Anyway, Xiao Yunxi is a good general."

Shu Yan felt a chill down her spine and her face turned red again: "You!"

Mu Tong laughed loudly, took out a mask and put it on his face, then pulled his arm and dragged him away: "Okay, okay, it's convenient for others and convenient for yourself, understand? Let's go, I'm hungry, I have to have a good meal of their braised pork..."

In the private wine house, Mu Tong fell asleep on the couch with the hostess's arms and clothes as his pillow, snoring with the smell of wine. Shu Yan leaned over the table, ignoring the girls around him who were full of admiration, and just used his index finger to doodle on the table. Tonight, he accompanied Mu Tong to drink a lot of wine. The two drank one bowl after another, and even Mu Tong, who drank a lot, was a little dazed, but he was not drunk at all.

After drinking too much, Mu Tong told many stories about Hongye and Yang Yizhao. He listened to every word beside him. For the first time, he did not get angry, but felt depressed and envious.

Why doesn't he remember anything? So many beautiful moments should have been experienced by him, but in reality, another person completed them for him. And his existence at this moment, the attention and recognition he received at this moment, all came from that other person.

He hated the name Yang Yizhao so much, but he had to rely on this identity. Without this identity, his sister would leave him.

Although he didn't remember anything, he was not stupid, and he also heard the mystery behind Mu Tong's words - the reason why Mu Tong allowed him to get close to Hongye was just a temporary measure. When facing his sister, he was busy enjoying the intimacy, which diluted some of the sadness of being replaced. But now that he was not with her, this feeling was only doubly painful.

Shaking off the woman who was clinging to him, he walked out of the door alone, sat in an unnoticed corner, opened his palms, and let the gathered bees, butterflies, and fireflies fly around him.

If his sister wanted him to play Yun Huan, he would do it. If she wanted him to play anyone, he could do it as long as she said a word, because those were all insignificant roles. But what she wanted most was for him to "play" Yang Yizhao.

Even though he had heard so many stories about Yang Yizhao, even though he had to admit that Yang Yizhao was a very good person, Yang Yizhao was upright, Yang Yizhao was brave, Yang Yizhao was chivalrous, Yang Yizhao was gentle, and Yang Yizhao had so many advantages, but so what? If you choose a person who dislikes Yang Yizhao the most in the world, it must be Shu Yan.

He irritably tore off the mask and stared at the strange face painted on it. The face on the mask would change again tomorrow, but where would his face be? When would his sister be able to see his face?

If one day, my sister could fall in love with his face——

Before he knew it, a light rain came. The bees and butterflies fled for shelter, leaving him alone sitting in the rain.

The rain hit his face, forcing him to close his eyes. The sound of the rain dripped into his heart, like a piece of music, leading him to fly to another realm.

He seemed to see something.

Green dots, one after another, so fine and dense, filled his entire field of vision. It flickered, and was clearly a dome of gathered starlight, but it seemed like a net that prevented him from escaping.

He rushed forward desperately, repeating irregular trajectories in the seemingly infinite space, crashing into the transparent wall again and again, leaving his body covered with bruises.

He licked his wounds alone, letting loneliness eat away at his soul. His wounds were cold and stiff, and even after he licked them several times, they were still dry and cracked.

He thought he would repeat this cycle forever, until he tasted blood. The heat from the cracks in the dome poured in, making his blood boil.

How could there be something so fascinating? So sweet, so mellow. He climbed up instinctively, along the snow-white texture, and crawled to a pair of eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes filled with fear and reluctance.

Just as Shu Yan was about to reach out to touch it, her vest suddenly tightened - the nightmare suddenly ended, and in front of her was Mu Tong's face with rolled eyes.

"Wake up, it's time to get down to business."