Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Feeling the wetness in his arms, but also accompanied by a foul "fragrance", Wen Baixu couldn't help but shrink his nose

I thought to myself, "I was caught off guard by the suddenness of crying for no apparent reason. Before that, I was just... Never mind."

The young man sighed silently in his heart, and did not loosen his arms around him, just quietly waiting for his next words.

Soon, the person in Wen Baixu's arms slowly put his hand on his chest, and the voice gradually became lower and muffled.

"Please don't leave me..."

His voice was dull but with a hint of request. This was not like him before.

The boy froze in place for a moment, without making a sound.

The person in his arms waited for a moment and then pushed him hard, looking at him angrily.

"Do you know what you're supposed to say now?"

The boy shook his head, and based on his previous performance, he asked cautiously: "Should I say that I...will stay?"

There was a hint of inquiry in that little look.

"No, you should really reject me. If you say that, I will kill you with one sword."

"Why...isn't this what you wanted?"

"But he won't say that, never..."

He said, retracting his gaze and turning to leave.

Wen Baixu didn't know his intentions because of the time change, so he stepped forward and grabbed him.

Feng Jiuming stopped walking under his pull, and looked at him for some reason.

"What are you going to do again..."

"Although I don't know what happened between you two, I think you must apologize to him..."

"Why"

Feng Jiuming was stunned when he heard this. He had never thought that someone would ask him to apologize. He had never thought about this relationship.

"Why? No reason. It's just so that you can appear in front of him properly in the future, instead of relying on others to express your lovesickness. Wouldn't it be a big loss for the others who are used as substitutes by you..."

Although Wen Baixu was speaking in Gu Yanming's voice, the resolute look in his eyes did not seem fake.

Feng Jiuming looked at him coldly, then softened his gaze and said, "Then what do you want to do?"

Wen Baixu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and poked him on the cheek.

"That doesn't have to be complicated. You just need to apologize to him sincerely."

"But then I'll never have another chance..."

Feng Jiuming glanced at him silently. Under the moonlight, his eyes had an indescribable sadness. The breeze gently blew his hair, which unexpectedly had a kind of messy beauty.

"Well...anyway, since you made a mistake, if you don't even apologize, are you still...his good brother?"

Wen Baixu's voice was hoarse for a moment, but he was still sure in his heart that he had to apologize no matter what...

"Then when do you think I will apologize?"

These words made Wen Baixu, who was originally full of confidence, a little confused, especially when he turned around and looked into his eyes, he felt tired.

"Shouldn't this... be something you should consider? Why are you asking me?"

Wen Baixu said unconvinced

"Isn't that what you asked me to apologize for?"

"But isn't this apology for your own good? Do you still want to be depressed all day long because of these little things, like a wilted vegetable?"

"How dare you speak of me like that?"

A hint of ferocity flashed across Feng Jiuming's brows. He stretched out his hand and was about to grab his neck when he heard the young man say

"Since you have that ridiculous self-esteem and self-satisfied attitude, I think your love is just that. Shouldn't you love him for his own good and think about what he wants? Do you really want to lose him just for your ridiculous self-esteem?"

The gunpowder smell in the air gradually disappeared. Both of them were the kind of people who would not give in at all, and the boy was even more aggressive.

At this moment, the sky was already like morning dew, a burst of roosters crowed, and the day had dawned...

The two parted unhappily, but in the dim light, where Wen Baixu couldn't see, Feng Jiuming, the cold big ice cube, sighed softly...

The young man obviously didn't know what happened next. He walked out of the hall quickly and walked to the front of the hall angrily. Just as he was about to walk down the steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the plaque on the hall. He couldn't help but roll his eyes silently in his heart.

"Bah~ You are such a selfish, arrogant guy."

He stamped his feet hard and walked towards the big tree in front of the temple...

The people under the big tree woke up slowly to the sound of roosters crowing. One by one, they sat up, rubbing their heads and looking around at each other, full of suspicion.

"Where is this..."

"This is Juechen Palace, you are..."

The young man said their places of origin and names one by one, and then looked at them with a depressed face.

Everyone rubbed their temples. Jiang Zifang was the first to get up from the ground. He hugged the boy with one hand and mumbled something as if he was still hungover.

"Ahem~ This wine has a strong aftereffect. My head still hurts. How about you, little one..."

He said, looking at the boy

The boy shook his head and said nothing, but seeing his state, it was clear.

"Then where did you go? I remember that my senior brother seemed to be here."

Sitting under the tree, lying in the arms of Beiyuan, the red-clothed girl lazily said

"He is here, damn it, he is just a self-righteous egomaniac for his little self-esteem..."

Wen Baixu was so angry that his teeth itched. The sound of him rubbing his back teeth could be heard among the people.

Although they didn't know what happened, seeing the boy like this, especially after spending so much time with him and knowing his temperament, they no longer doubted anything.

"Then would you like to come to our Zixiao Peak and stay for a few days?"

Bei Ming leaned against Bei Yuan and said sincerely

Wen Baixu thought about it and was about to nod when he heard the voice of a little girl.

"Uncle Bei, you are trying to steal my girl. Junior Brother Wen is mine..."

Everyone looked to one side, and saw a little girl jumping in front of them, and behind her was a person with his head down.

But the boy felt bad from the first impression, he didn’t like it very much

Wen Baixu looked at the person behind the little Loli for a while, then extended his hand and said, "Senior Sister Lianyi, I wonder why you came so early?"

The little girl was originally looking at the mess in front of her and covered her nose in dissatisfaction, but when she heard the boy's question, she twisted her skirt, walked around the center of the mess, ran to the boy, looked up at him, and pointed at the person who followed her.

"I found a new apprentice for my master, and the elders agreed, but I still need to ask the head master to approve it."

The boy looked at the person in confusion, only to see her raise her head at the little girl's voice. On her delicate face, her big eyes were full of shyness and timidity. Her small nose and cherry mouth made her face look particularly pretty, but he still felt that he couldn't like her.

The young man retracted his gaze, slowly squatted down, and touched the little girl's head. "But why do you have to ask him? Isn't it enough for your master to decide..."