Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

"Boring, no..."

Mandrill paused for a long, long silence, and finally, he said:

——"Happy New Year, Yingda."

happy New Year.

Nuo Yan watched them quietly, watching this scene.

It turns out that immortals also cry.

Nuo Yan felt that what he said was right, the taste of people is the taste of the new year, and the family has come, it is the new year, there are no fireworks, no celebrations, no dumplings, they stand in front of the cold and desolate cemetery, this has nothing to do with the joyful New Year ...

But I feel very warm.

It just makes people feel that it is very old-fashioned.

Seeing them meet again, Qing Nuoyan was also very happy.

Also felt the warmth.

Even if this warmth does not belong to him.

Even if he is alone, even if he forgets everything.

This kind of guy is like this. When he sees others happy, he will feel a little bit of happiness in his heart.

"Okay." He smiled and clapped his hands, "We have to celebrate the Chinese New Year!"

"Although there's nothing here..."

Nuo Yan took out the jug of ale, "But I still have a jug of wine here."

The young man smiled softly, the starlight reflected in his azure blue eyes, the stars were brilliant,

"Let's have a drink together. Toast the New Year."

Yingda finally calmed down, she raised her head, looked at Nuo Yan with a smile, and nodded seriously, "Yes. Let's have a drink together."

"Thank you, Nuo Yan."

She said seriously.

"There's nothing to thank..." Nuo Yan scratched his head, "Let's have a drink."

—— "Qing Nuoyan, fooling around here in the middle of the night, who do you want to toast with?"

There was a sudden cold voice behind him.

"Your hair is wet again. You idiot... said not to get in the rain..."

Battering voice.

Nuo Yan was startled, then suddenly smiled.

Turns out he wasn't alone.

Volume [-]: The last time off this month

Hello everyone, I am Sigu.

This month's second time off, and the last time off..

I didn't ask for a leave slip, and if I ask for leave again, I won't be able to attend full attendance.

I coughed all night and didn't fall asleep last night. I woke up in a trance until the afternoon, and my head was groggy.

It's been sunny for ten days...

Very strange.

Now there is no fever, no pain, just a cough, I feel like the trachea is about to be coughed out, I keep coughing, I don’t know if I’m okay...

If I continue to cough, I may go to the hospital. I don’t want to regret it forever.

Kowtow to apologize, woo woo woo, Omicron, I can kill you [-] million times is not enough.

Volume 73: Chapter [-] 'Not Old'

Get caught.

Nuo Yansheng sat on the rock without love.

His hair crown was taken off, and the light-colored long hair was spread on the rock, pouring like a waterfall.

The back half of the long hair was held in the hands, and the warm wind was blowing in the hair, and the wet steam evaporated.

He didn't struggle, his eyes narrowed comfortably, like a good cat.

The hair dryer is really useful.

"It's all said."

The slender white fingertips lightly picked the soft hair, slowly wiped off the moisture on it, and Ying blamed at the same time: "Don't get in the rain when it's raining! And remember to go home at night, especially when you have dinner."

"You bastard, when you went out in the morning, you agreed to come back for dinner at [-] o'clock in the evening, and you came to this grave to fool around!"

There is only helplessness and anger in the bright golden eyes.

used to be nagged

She was the one who was always taken care of, but now the role is reversed.

She looked at the boy's side face and thought about it more and more, then pinched the latter's almost transparent white cheeks - unexpectedly good, cold, like rubbing a piece of soft jade, and taught:

"Did you hear me!"

Don't usurp you, you yellow-haired woman.

Qing Nuoyan is a face-saving person, he can't be in that life, this dead duck's hard-mouthed ability has never changed, it has penetrated deeply into the depths of his soul, so many people are watching, how can he let a yellow How can Mrs. Mao handle it?

Go home to eat, come home to eat, how can a mother-in-law be like a mother-in-law!

He did promise, but who knew that something went wrong, these tomb-sweeping guys lined up one by one—he waited from early morning to midnight!

"Stupid Ying..."

Qing Nuoyan patted Ying's hand away, wanting to make some sophistical remarks, "I'll be back."

"How could I miss the matter of eating!"

"Do not."

Ying looked at him, her golden eyes reflected the latter's face, her tone of voice was serious and tough, "You didn't."

"what?"

baffling.

"You didn't, you didn't come back last time."

Ying pulled the young man by the neckline, and pulled him in front of her. The distance between the two quickly closed, and the steam they exhaled almost hit together. Qing Nuoyan saw that Ying's eyes were as deep as water, and her curly eyelashes trembled slightly. , A shadow fell in the bottom of his eyes, he heard her say:

"Qing Nuoyan, you didn't come back for dinner last time. Paimon and I waited for a long time, but you still didn't come back."

Can't understand.

It's another word I don't understand.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The boy shook his head.

However, even though the words were incomprehensible, Ying's expression was very serious, so serious that Qing Nuoyan couldn't help but also become serious.

Maybe it's really important to Ying to go home for dinner on time.

But the boy doesn't remember.

"Sorry..." He scratched his head, "I don't remember."

With everything lost, the only thing the young man can do is apologize.

"I know it's wrong."

Ying stared at him, then patted his cheek again:

"We'll make a rule after that."

Ying's tone of voice seemed to be deceiving a child.

"what?"

"No matter how big things happen, you have to go home for dinner before dusk." She said every word: "Press! Time! Eat! Dinner!"

Nuo Yan nodded helplessly: "Yes, yes, definitely."

"Miss Blonde, you have the final say."

"Repeat."

"No matter how big things happen in the future, I will go home for dinner before dusk in Qingnuoyan." He repeated.

"And you are not allowed to get in the rain. You bastard, you are soaked." She pulled the boy's Chinese tunic suit that was so wet that it was almost sticking to her body in distaste, and looked very angry, "Wow, I gave you a new one." The clothes I bought!"

She snapped her teeth and claws angrily.

"Washable and wearable..."

Qing Nuoyan could only laugh along with him, the suit he was wearing was indeed not cheap, it was bought in a store yesterday, and he bought two sets, one was for children's clothes for Qi Qi's little zombie, and the other was this Chinese tunic suit, which was painted with flowers. A full two thousand moras.

The wallet is empty in no time

"I feel like my hair is dry." Nuo Yan pointed not far away, "By the way, I want to toast with them."

Qingnuoyan wine was half dried, and Ying, who came out halfway, dragged her to the corner to blow her hair, and the guys over there were still waiting!

"Underage is not allowed to drink alcohol. Especially with strangers."

Ying Road.

"Ying, this is what I have to do."

This time the boy didn't back down.

Qing Nuoyan raised his head, stared straight into Ying's eyes, and said seriously: "I'm going to toast. And, to 'me', they should not be strangers."

"I want to bid farewell."

[Second agreement: Go to a barren slope of Wuwangpo, wait by a graveyard, and drink a glass of sake with the mourners]

half an hour.

Seeming to understand something, Ying said softly: "...Is that thing telling you to do this? Are you still refusing to let you go?"

She stared at the boy who had lost everything, "...doesn't it let you go?"

"What...?" Qing Nuoyan was surprised. Did she know about the existence of the system?

Nuo Yan asked tentatively:

"I don't know what you mean?"

"I will one day sooner or later." Ying didn't answer directly, she just said something terrible with a calm face: "I'm going to tear that thing out of your head."

Shenqie made a sound of sword clanging like wind, and Ying whispered in a voice that no one could hear: "There is also that [lady]."

-

The faint starlight refurbishes the night, and the starlight smears the sky one after another.

Perhaps it was unevenly applied, those starlight dripped down along the canvas of the sky, and dripped onto the pale field, where the stars hang down on the field, the grass swaying with the wind and the starlight, making it difficult to tell where is the starry sky and where is the starlight. It is wilderness.

"Wow, the boy is back!"

Yingda clapped his hands happily to express his welcome.

She is a lively and outgoing girl. Among all the yakshas, ​​General Fire Rat is also the fairy who is closest to humans. She raised her big sleeves and said to Ying, "Hello, little girl! What's your name?"

Ying stared at this guy vigilantly. If her guess is correct, the girl in the light red skirt in front of her should be an acquaintance of Nuo Yan in a certain life.

【Wear】is everywhere.

Once the memory and fate of the past are remembered, wear and tear will come, corroding the soul of people.

So the best way is to invite Nuo Yan to stay away from these so-called [Fate] in previous lives.