deadly mantra

Chapter 101 The way he is loyal to is not the path I want to take

Ji Fanyin's hands were trembling, and her hairband was also trembling:

"Leng Yanwen...Leng Yanwen...Leng Yanwen!"

As this name was spoken, the memories that should have been forgotten rolled back like a tide——

The bamboo forest in memory.

The air is fresh and the sky is blue.

16-year-old Leng Yanwen was sitting on a bamboo bench. The sunlight filtering through the gaps between the trees fell on the book he was holding in his hand.

When the breeze blows, the leaves sway, and the spots of light move on the pages of the book.

He was enjoying a rare moment of peace.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the winding path in the bamboo forest.

Before the little figure showed up, the energetic crisp sound came over first.

"Leng Yanwen! Leng Yanwen! Today I am four years old! Today next year, I can ask my father for you!"

The little person, with short legs, didn't look at the road and rushed forward with her head buried in the air, making those who saw her sweat nervously for her.

Leng Yanwen immediately put down his book, stood up from the bench, walked up to him, and bent down.

The little person couldn't wait to throw herself into the arms that smelled faintly of bamboo. She left the grand birthday party behind just to tell him:

"Leng Yanwen, Leng Yanwen."

The little hands with baby fat firmly grasped the hem of his clothes and pulled down.

Xiao Fanyin raised an innocent smile and said in a sweet voice:

"Leng Yanwen, are you happy? I'm one year older."

Leng Yanwen's slightly green face was filled with joy. When he smiled, his peach eyes were as curved as a crescent moon, kind and beautiful:

"I'm happy. Today next year, I will be able to follow you. I will follow you step by step until the moment of death."

"There is no doubt about that." He said arrogantly, "When I am five years old, I will choose you to be my master and my shadow servant. You will be loyal to me for the rest of your life and will advance and retreat with me. I will live with you." If you live and I die, I will watch you die first."

Leng Yanwen knelt down on one knee, held her hand like a pilgrim, and said word by word:
"I, Leng Yanwen, will become your shadow. For the rest of my life, every moment, I will use my flesh and blood to form the toughest shield to block all dangers for you. I will use my loyalty to temper... The sharpest sword is in your hands without questioning or hesitation. You are the only way I believe in in this life."

Ji Fanyin could still clearly feel the joy in her chest. She thought that from now on, there would be someone who would completely belong to her.

"Liar, the biggest liar!"

She held the hair tie tightly, threw it on the ground, stepped on it, felt uneasy, then added a few more feet, and crushed it hard with the sole of her boot:
"Damn your loyalty, you hurt my young heart, and you dare to show up openly! I'll trample you to death! I'll trample you to death!"

Feng Xiaoyao took a breath of air and opened her eyes wide in surprise. She didn't know why the hair tie on the ground made her angry.

"Brother Qingchen..." He hurriedly hid behind Shui Qingchen, covered his mouth with his hands, and asked quietly: "Do you know what's going on with this girl?"

Shui Qingchen concentrated, pondered for a moment, and asked:
"The young swordsman just now, did Xiaoyin change in any way when he saw him?"

Feng Xiaoyao was stunned and thought about it carefully:
"No?"

Shui Qingchen said softly:
"That's clear."

Feng Xiaoyao thought about it again and shook his head in confusion:

"No, I don't understand. I still don't understand why she is crazy."

aside.

Ji Fanyin cursed angrily, his face turned red from holding back, his breathing was thick and urgent, and he looked hostile as if he wanted to tear the hair tie into pieces.

Shui Qingchen suddenly laughed:
"It's rare to see Xiaoyin's cute look with open teeth and claws. It seems that that person left a very deep memory for her." After the sound fell, he walked over, his dark eyes focused on her face, and asked :

"It's still too late to catch up now."

Ji Fanyin hesitated, suddenly raised his eyes, and glared at him angrily.

Shui Qingchen knew that the anger in her eyes was not directed at him.

"If you want to catch up, I can help you." He raised his hand, stroked her hair that was hanging down on her shoulders, and naturally moved it to her back. He stroked it gently and patted it a few times to calm her down.

Ji Fanyin took a long breath and calmed down:

"no need."

The few stomps she had just made had almost vented all the resentment she had been holding in her heart.

After all, if she had not believed him from the beginning, she would not have been deceived by him.

Even if we chase him, find him, and tear off his hypocritical mask, what will happen?

He would not give in, and she would never believe what he said like before.

Two people who don't trust each other get together and say one more word, which is superfluous.

Ji Fanyin pursed her soft lips, showed a relieved smile, and said lightly:

"The way he was loyal to is not the path I want to take. The path I have taken has left no trace of him. Even if I catch up now, I will only look at him with big eyes and small eyes, which is not interesting."

After the emotion, once she calmed down, she habitually began to think:
"Leng Yanwen is a wolf with a very clear purpose. Why does he appear here?"

"Leng Yanwen?" Shui Qingchen raised his eyebrows, a dark light flowing in his eyes: "Another Leng Hongru?"

Ji Fanyin immediately understood Shui Qingchen's meaning and glanced at him with a slightly red cheek:
"What are you thinking? The first time I saw him, I was only two years old. When he left, I was only five years old. No matter how you think about it, I would not have fallen in love so early."

Shui Qingchen looked at her with a slight smile, a touch of tenderness appeared in the depths of his eyes, and said with profound meaning:
"That's impossible to say. Who knows who is tempted."

Ji Fanyin continued to glance at him sideways, only squinting slightly:

"Stand still."

"Ok?"

"I think I still have to borrow a handful of sea salt. You spoke in a weird way today. I heard that evil spirits are most afraid of this stuff."

The corners of Shui Qingchen's lips were slightly raised, and the smile in his eyes deepened:

"If I have been possessed by an evil spirit, wouldn't it harm innocent people if I were left here? Where are you going to borrow sea salt? Take me with you."

Ji Fanyin stumbled as she walked forward and turned back in surprise:

"I'm not innocent anymore?!"

Shui Qingchen smiled and stretched out his hand to rub her soft hair:
"You are the least innocent."

Ji Fanyin waved his hand away with a bang:
"I'm innocent!"

"Only weak people like to admit their innocence. Are you a weak person?" His voice sounded particularly low and gentle.

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

The two of them talked to each other, ignoring everyone else.

Feng Xiaoyao made a fist with her right hand, put it to her lips, coughed hard, and after successfully gaining the attention of the two people, she covered her mouth with her palm and said in a low voice quickly:
"Cough...cough, everyone is watching."

(End of this chapter)