It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

"When we go out, we still have to be serious and polite."

"But yesterday you..."

"Okay," Lan Qingya felt a little regretful, "Just be good."

Ying Zhao was ignorant of the ways of the world, and secular ethics had no restraining effect on him at all. She had encouraged him to seek excitement yesterday, but now he was reaping the consequences of his own actions.

Ying Zhao pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, but said nothing more.

He walked upstairs alone in anger, ignoring the two people downstairs.

Lan Qingya watched his figure disappear around the corner of the stairs somewhat helplessly, then raised her hand to drink tea.

Fu Feng tried to hold back, but finally couldn't help it: "Ying Zhao can do it, can I do it too?"

Lan Qingya:?

There was a hint of disappointment and humility in his voice: "Nothing."

This low murmur inexplicably made Lan Qingya's heart tighten.

"I'll go prepare a gift." He said, giving Lan Qingya his usual gentle smile, then stood up and left.

Lan Qingya sat in the lobby of the inn for a long time. Until the tea in the cup gradually cooled down, she sighed imperceptibly and raised her hand to drink it all.

In the evening, Lan Qingya, Fu Feng, Ying Zhao, and Zhu Jinghong appeared at the back of the inn, and politely saluted the shopkeeper of Tushan Family: "Sir, please tell us that Lan Qingya, the elder of Piaomiao Sect, is here with his disciples to visit..."

Before she finished her words, a familiar young man's voice came from not far away.

"Dad! You clearly promised me, why don't you let me out after I come out?"

Tu Shanwei's voice has changed as he grew up, but it still has some of the tone of his youth.

A stern and steady middle-aged voice sounded: "Look at you now, you are frivolous and impetuous, how can your behavior be like that of the young master of the Tushan family? If you leave, you will only bring shame to the Tushan family!"

"Who have I embarrassed myself with? I just wanted to..." Tu Shanwei stopped talking halfway.

Lan Qingya: ...

They seemed to have arrived at a bad time.

"How about this, please let the shopkeeper know and we'll come back tomorrow."

The shopkeeper of Tushan family nodded repeatedly and turned to enter the small building.

Lan Qingya and the others were walking back. Not far away, she heard Tu Shanwei yelling unwillingly, "Qingqing! Qingqing, you're here?"

Lan Qingya: ...

It's really embarrassing.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace, and the three of them quickly disappeared into the back mountain.

When Tu Shanwei struggled to run out, the person was already gone.

His stunning face suddenly turned gloomy, like a volcano about to erupt, terrifying and ready to move.

Tu Shanming followed him out and saw the empty room outside. He couldn't help but sneer, "You only know how to get close to women every day. You are really hopeless!"

Tu Shanwei pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Any girl with some sense would be interested in you. Look, did she stay for you? You really don't know what she's talking about."

As Tu Shanming spoke, he winked at the shopkeeper behind him, who immediately stepped forward and took Tu Shanwei back.

"It's not that I won't let you go out. If you agree to go with me to visit the old friends of the Snow Owl Clan, I will naturally let you out."

Tu Shanwei was forced to walk back, but the words he said were like a stone in a toilet, smelly and hard: "I won't go."

Tu Shanming gritted his teeth. This son was very stubborn and would not be persuaded by anything. "You don't want to go? Then stay here! I will shut your Qingqing out of the door and make sure you will never see each other again in this life."

Tu Shanwei immediately got angry: "Dad, you can't do this to me!"

Tushan Ming sneered: "I am the head of the Tushan family, what can't I do?"

As he said this, he turned around and left, no longer paying attention to Tu Shanwei who was yelling.

At night, at the end of the hour of Hai.

Tu Shanrong, the shopkeeper of the Tu Shan family, walked quickly to Tu Shanming's room and knocked on the door, saying in a solemn tone: "Master, the young master ran away!"

The door of the room opened immediately, and Tu Shanming's eyes were stern: "Bring him back to me!"

Tu Shanrong took the order and left. Tu Shanming paced restlessly in the room for a few steps, and finally went out to look for it himself.

When Lan Qingya returned to the guest room, she saw a sound transmission note flying in the air like a dragonfly that had lost its sight, hitting her window again and again.

She stretched out her hand and crushed the sound transmission note.

Tu Shanwei's voice sounded with some grievance.

"Qingqing, I'm on Ye Mountain, ten miles west of the city. Come find me."

Lan Qingya frowned slightly. She knew from the situation earlier that Tu Shanming was a person with strict family education. She didn't know why he had cultivated such a rebellious character like Tu Shanwei.

She didn't want to look for him, but she was afraid that something might have happened to him, so she could only say goodbye to Ying Zhao and Fu Feng and go out of the city in the moonlight to look for him.

Yeshan was not far away, and Lan Qingya arrived in less than a cup of tea.

As soon as she reached the top of the mountain, she saw Tu Shanwei curled up in a ball with a look of grievance, hugging his knees and hiccuping.

There were already five or six empty wine jugs scattered around him.

Lan Qingya walked over without saying anything.

Tu Shanwei looked up at her, staring at her for a long time with a misty gaze, as if looking for the right person in his mind.

After finding it, he patted the seat next to him and motioned for her to sit down.

Lan Qingya did not sit down, but kicked the empty wine jug aside and said in an unrecognizable tone: "What do you want to complain about?"

Tu Shanwei was dissatisfied: "It's been a long time since we last met, and you...hiccup...you don't miss me either..."

Lan Qingya sighed and stuffed a hangover pill into his mouth: "What do I want you to do? Do I want you to become an alcoholic?"

Tu Shanwei felt wronged: "I sent you so many jade slips, but you didn't reply to me."

"Didn't I explain that I was in seclusion at the time?"

"Do you think I'm too young?"

Lan Qingya was startled, [Is it so obvious? ]

Tu Shanwei pursed his lips, looking even more hurt: "Qingqing..."

"Xiao Wei, I deserve it if you call me senior." Lan Qingya interrupted him ruthlessly.

"I don't call!"

"You can call me sister, too."

"I won't!" He was drunk but still stubborn.

Lan Qingya didn't want to dwell on this question with him: "So, why did you come here to get drunk?"

Tu Shanwei sniffed and began to talk about his father's exploitation and control of him. In the end, he broke his promise and didn't let him go to find Lan Qingya. He was so resentful that he almost swore.

Lan Qingya listened quietly. At the end, she sat beside him and said, "You don't understand your father because you don't put yourself in his shoes."

Tu Shanwei frowned and looked at her. The beautiful face that had made him fall in love since Santai Town was even more attractive now.

How many years have they not seen each other? He didn't remember, he only remembered being abandoned by her in Borneo, as if it was yesterday.

It's not that he wasn't angry, but his anger towards her didn't last long, as it was replaced by longing and concern.

Later, he became angry because she did not contact him actively, but he was no longer angry as soon as he received the jade slip.

But he sent out the jade slips one by one, and she didn't reply, so he couldn't help getting angry. Now that he saw her, he was no longer angry.

For the first time in his life, a woman made his heart go up and down like this, walking between two extremes.