Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

Chen Yan pushed the door. Unexpectedly, he pushed it open. I don't know if it's too long for the door to creak.

At that moment, the weeds were everywhere, and the weeds in the yard were growing wildly, which was high enough for one person.

One of them was a small, thin, gray mouse. When he saw the man coming, he ran out and hid in the grass.

The breath in the wind is sweet, because locust blossom.

The rich fragrance is surging, the fragrance is scattered, and it is extremely beautiful. The simple door of the house is tightly closed, and you can see that it has been abandoned for a long time. Several deep paths lead to the courtyards. The corridor is zigzag, with white ribbon hanging on it. It should have been left by the two elders of the Li family before they went back to their hometown. Their sons and daughters died. It's hard for them to be parents.

Chen Yan remembers mentioning in the original plot that there are many Sophora flowers planted in Li's house, just because Mrs. Li likes it. In Li Muyan's childhood memory, home is the fragrance of Sophora japonica flowers in spring. The white or purple Sophora flowers in the courtyard are the anger of his mother from time to time, his father's earnest advice every day, and his sister's innocent words when he called him "Muyan" with a silly smile.

Now, they are all gone. He is the only one.

His hometown is far away. What can Chen Yan do?

For him to bring a bunch of old home flowers and new soil, somehow it carries all the memories of his life.

Chen Yan put the withered flowers on the ground in the brocade bag, and then brushed away the heavy fallen flowers. He gathered up a bunch of new soil, mixed with the residual flowers, and lay quietly in the purple brocade bag.

He didn't think about anything else. He just wanted to make Li Muyan happy. Li Muyan couldn't leave the narrow boundary. He missed the old time in his heart and had nothing to express his feelings. So why did he do such stupid things for him.

Amorous always is merciless bitter, also don't know that little bastard can appreciate. Chen Yan thought about it carefully, but found that this little bastard would not appreciate it.

Just as he was about to take back the brocade bag, he heard a chuckle, "I can't imagine, how can you, a monk and a boudoir daughter, pity the remnant flowers? Don't you think you're a nutmeg girl with spring in mind

Chen Yan looked up in astonishment and saw Li Muyan sitting on the swing set up by two locust trees. The swing looked very old and the rope was about to break. However, Li Muyan was very comfortable on the top. The swing swung up and down, coupled with his disdain between his eyebrows and eyes, Chen Yan seemed to see what Li Muyan should have looked like at that time.

Li Muyan's hair is tied up. His red robes and red hair bands are not as ghostly as before. He seems to be just the most ordinary unruly young man.

He was handsome, with a high nose and thin lips. When he was smiling, he was more tender and cold. Deep eyes, looking at people with a bit of carelessness and ridicule, but it does not make people new antipathy, but feel that this is the purity of young people. Usual white to pale face, may be in the sun, even more ruddy.

Chen Yan didn't answer. He felt a sense of shame. It was like a husband who had always been a bad talker tried to buy her a wedding anniversary gift on his back, but his wife found out in advance. The embarrassment was hard to describe.

Especially when the wife is a cynical master, this embarrassment is not to mention.

"I..." Chen Yan was so stupid as to change the subject, "can ghosts change clothes?" After Chen Yan finished, he wanted to slap himself in the face, which was all about.

Li Muyan immediately widened his eyes and looked at him like a fool, "are you not a Buddhist? You don't know anything about it? " He pulled off the red hair band and casually held it in his hand. "After my death, my family burned a lot of clothes for me. Although I couldn't get into the underworld, my parents loved me and tried to find a way to make me receive what they burned."

Chen Yan touched his nose, some embarrassed said: "I see."