MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 761 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (46)

  Chapter 761 Return of the Untruth, such as scattered flowers (46)

   But immediately he was frightened by Wen Xien's indifferent expression.

   is as cold as frozen frost.

   "Have I said yes?"

   Guo Zhenfei was stunned, the temperature on his body dropped quickly, and his hands and feet were at a loss not knowing how to put them on.

   He had a thorn stuck in his throat, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

  Wen Xien looked at him, her pale lips slightly opened: "I don't want to, you know?"

Look, she said such hurtful words, and when her tone was still so shallow, as if she was saying the most normal words, but one by one, the light in his eyes was extinguished, and one by one, it stinged his eyes. Heart.

   But she doesn't seem to have enough.

   "I don't want to accept your likes."

   "I don't want you to touch me."

   "I don't want you to pester me even more."

   She looked at Guo Zhenfei lightly, like a fresh green leaf that had just sprouted on a spring day, cold and gentle.

   To the man who had lost his expression, he said innocently and cruelly: "So, do you understand?"

   Guo Zhenfei's dark eyes did not blink for a moment, his eyelashes drooped in a daze, he endured the suffocation in his heart, and said in confusion, "I don't understand."

  Wen Xien: "…"

  The man seemed to be on the cusp of a bull's horn, his eyebrows were depressed and gloomy, he stubbornly pressed Wen Xien's thin shoulder, dull and dull.

"why?"

  Wen Xien seemed to be bored and turned his head, "I don't have a reason, I just don't want to."

   She said it so easily, as if she was too lazy to cover it up, Guo Zhenfei was still looking forward to what she could say - the fire suddenly went out, and his heart was like a knife twisted.

   "Then who do you want to be with?" he asked paranoidly.

   Wen Xien snatched the wooden spoon in his hand and bent down to water himself, obviously ignoring the man behind him.

   But the man was still reluctant. He held Wen Xien's shoulders and pulled her up. The two faced each other, and Wen Xien didn't want to look at him.

   Guo Zhenfei leaned in front of Wen Xien, his teeth clenched, his eyes were slightly red, and there was anger and pain in his eyes.

   "Is it Zhou Wenying? Are you willing to be with her?"

  Since he expressed his feelings a little that day, Wen Xien never smiled at him again, did not want to see him, and did not want to accept his kindness. The two of them were like strangers.

   Even if it was hit on the road, Wen Xien treated him like air.

Wen Xien was ill, but he was kicked out. He didn't even have the qualifications to take care of her. He was afraid to make Wen Xien unhappy and aggravate his condition. He didn't even dare to look at her directly. When I found out, I was afraid that Wen Xien would not accept it.

   More times, Wen Xien and Zhou Wenying get along more and more harmoniously. Wen Xien even smiles at her and holds her hand. It is obviously his authority, and now it is transferred to another person.

   Now when he mentioned Zhou Wenying, Wen Xien's originally dull expression really changed, as if he was flustered, as if he had been told.

  Wen Xien...do you like...her?

   There was a burst of pain in his heart, and it was also wrapped in malicious jealousy. This unprecedented negative emotion made him grit his teeth.

Can't! Absolutely not!

   He eagerly observed Wen Xien's expression, trying to see the emotion he wanted from it.

Wen Xien didn't look at Guo Zhenfei, only looked at a point in the void, her voice was calm and emotionless: "What nonsense are you talking about? Can't you see it? Wen Ying likes you, she only sees you, Brother Guo. Not stupid, don't you really see it?"

Listening to Wen Xien's tone, it seemed that he really didn't have that kind of affection for Zhou Wenying. Guo Zhenfei breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, for unimportant people, Guo Zhenfei was too lazy to score some thoughts on that person. It's just that Zhou Wenying likes him and can do it again. how? He never cared.

   His heart is too small, so he can only leave Wen Xien alone.

   Guo Zhenfei just said: "But I like you."

   Wen Xien said calmly, "But I don't like you."

   Inexplicable tingling and soreness in my heart,

   Painful like a gangrene attached to the bone, Guo Zhenfei was as stubborn as a stone.

   "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't like it, I just like you."

   Wen Xien sighed, she wasn't talking, and she knew that it wouldn't make any sense to go on.

   She watered, and the man watched from the side. When the water in the wooden bucket was empty, the man quickly took it and ran to the creek to fill it with water.

   Wen Xien couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

  After a busy day, Wen Xien went home with something, the man followed behind her, like a silent shadow, only when Wen Xien turned around, she was there.

   When Wen Xien returned home, he was still standing at the door.

   Wen Xien was finally willing to look back, "Go back."

The man was not annoyed by her merciless eviction order, and before leaving, he helped her close the door of the house meticulously, and a muffled voice came from outside the house: "I can do these heavy tasks... Come to me, I Must be there."

   There was no more sound from the room, Guo Zhenfei lowered his head in disappointment, turned his head three times and left.

Wen Xien leaned against the door, she looked up at the setting sun, her pale and sick face was a bland reaction to things, it was strange, she didn't show any sad expression, but it seemed to make people feel it clearly. She is sad.

   She watched the pure and beautiful red glow slowly dye the western sky red, like golden lotus flowers, rushing to bloom on the edge of the blue sky, and the clouds turned golden red under the sunshine.

  The spring breeze blew her hair, and her thoughts seemed to be blown away with the breeze.

   The sleeves were gently tugged.

   Wen Xien lowered his head blankly, it was Xiaohua.

   He seems to have come out of the stove just now, and there is still ashes on his face.

  Wen Xien stretched out her hand to wipe the dust off his face, her straight waist bent naturally, and slowly squatted down. She took the child's hand and looked straight into his eyes.

  The child didn't say anything, he just gave a quick kiss on Wen Xien's snow-white, sickly but still beautiful and thrilling face when he squatted down.

  Wen Xien's eyes moved slightly, he looked at the expressionless child in surprise, and touched the kissed cheek with a silly expression.

so cute.

   The child's eyebrows and eyes curved slightly.

   He didn't know why, but just now he saw Wen Xien looking at the sky, and Wen Xien like that showed a powerless and illusory aura all over his body.

   As if he would leave with the breeze at any time, Miao Hua panicked for no reason. He subconsciously pulled Wen Xien's clothes to prevent her from leaving with the breeze.

   I have a typo

   (end of this chapter)