Bai Yueguang wears it back after death

Why isn't his man with him?

Wen Qingle was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Wen Xiao would ask him this question, such a serious tone made Wen Qingle, who had no man at all, feel a little bit embarrassed.

Wen Qingle was vague: "Why are you asking this...does it matter where he is?"

"Yes." Wen Xiao said coldly, "I forgot to ask before, but if your man is not a good man, then I will reconsider whether to follow you or not."

Wen Qingle understood that while Wen Xiao himself was high-minded, he also required him and his partner, as leaders, to be high-minded.

Wen Qingle has a bit of a headache. According to the rules of hair color change in this world, if he tells the truth that he doesn't have a boyfriend and his hair turns from black to white as soon as he wakes up, Wen Xiao will definitely not believe it. He's a liar, so he has only one choice.

"You don't have to worry about that," Wen Qingle made up a perfect object full of a saint's aura on the spot, "He, I have never seen a better person than him."

Wen Xiao didn't make a sound, he stretched out a hand to lift the bed curtain, and looked coldly at the young man sitting on the opposite bed.

There was a faint smile on the corner of the white-haired young man's mouth, his eyes were lowered to look at the ground, and there was a light of nostalgia in his eyes.

"He is very good, he is very good to me, and he is also very good to other people." Wen Qingle said, "Before we were not full, he would save his own food for me to eat. Later, when living standards improved, he would eat again. Donate the money you save to other children who can’t afford to eat. So, you don’t have to worry about it.”

Wen Qingle didn't notice that every time he said a word, the boy's eyes became more and more strange and complicated.Wen Xiao put down the bed curtain and continued to ask, "Then where is he now?"

"He... is gone." Wen Qingle tried hard to hold back his tears, "He fell ill and left. Now I am taking his dream on the road, hoping to realize his wish during his lifetime."

As Wen Qingle said, he raised his eyes to look at the opposite bed, but he couldn't see anyone, only saw a hand with well-defined knuckles resting on the edge of the bed and gently holding it.

Wen Xiao: "You guys sound very affectionate."

"Yeah, of course." Wen Qingle said, suddenly thought of something.

If he could tell Wen Xiao more sweet love stories, maybe Wen Xiao would be attracted by this kind of happy life and get out of the shadow of being abandoned by the scumbag?

So Wen Qingle racked her brains to adapt a few plots that she had seen in the sweet article, and told Wen Xiao as a story about herself and that non-existent lover.

As he narrated, Wen Xiao's hand slowly clenched the edge of the bed.

Wen Xiao seemed to be very curious about his story, and continued to ask: "It's really enviable... I haven't been in a relationship yet, how did you know your partner? I'm going to find a boyfriend like this too."

"This..." Wen Qingle coughed lightly, "Bamboo horse, bamboo horse, childhood sweetheart, they will naturally get together after they grow up."

As soon as Wen Qingle finished speaking, she heard Wen Xiao laugh inexplicably.Then with a click, he moved a piece of the edge of the bed down.

Wen Qingle: "..."

"I'm so excited." Wen Xiao said in a flat tone, as if he was suppressing something, "It's not that I have a problem with you."

Wen Qingle: "...Okay."

The young man is really full of blood, and he will be imaginative when he hears a little story, so he better not expose it.

"So, you and your partner have been together?"

Wen Qingle made up an ending for her story: "It is true. We were together until he left. After he left, I came to realize his dream."

"Oh," Wen Xiao seemed relieved, and stopped asking new questions, "I'm going to sleep, I decided to continue messing around with you."

Wen Qingle: "...Thank you so much."

Everything quieted down again, the cabin of the car with the lights off was dark, very suitable for sleeping, Wen Qingle soon fell into a deep sleep.However, beside him, there was another person who kept his eyes open.

Zhu Xiao, who turned into Wen Xiao, frowned tightly.

What this man said today was completely different from what he had told him before, full of contradictions everywhere.

She said that Wen Qingle forced him, and said that she had only been with her first love from the beginning to the end, and said that her first love was very good.

Wen Qingle met them when they were teenagers and brought them up.During this period of time, he had been with Wen Qingle all the time, and he had never seen this man appear beside Wen Qingle at all, and it was even more impossible for anyone else to grow up with Wen Qingle.

Maybe it was a complete lie, or maybe, this person's first love was not Wen Qingle at all, Wen Qingle had never appeared in this person's life at all, and this person was just using words to deceive him, trying to get something from him. some benefits.

...For example, join hands with him to defeat the other three countries, and then turn around to deal with him, and finally succeed in unifying the world.

Zhu Xiao thinks this possibility is the greatest, but it doesn't make sense.

But if this person had no close contact with Wen Qingle, how could he know so much about Wen Qingle and their relationship?Even that extremely intimate straw doll can be made.

And this person's abilities...

Zong Zong's thoughts swirled in Zhu Xiao's mind, arranging possible explanations.

Or this person obtained everything about Wen Qingle through some method, or...

The dim car was filled with the sound of the engine when the car was moving forward. Accompanied by this noise, a certain thought in Zhu Xiao's mind amplified infinitely.

All the actions he planned from the moment he answered the call were based on Wen Qingle's personality and habits.And when this person was unprepared and fully complied with his heart, he didn't make a wrong choice in one step.

What if... this person is really Wen Qingle?

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When Wen Qingle woke up, they were about to reach their destination.

The bustling city scene flashed by outside the car window. Wen Qingle lay by the window and watched strangely. He saw that the people walking on the street were all gorgeously dressed and had beautiful makeup on their faces. Everyone looks like they are about to enter a beauty pageant.

Wen Qingle looked at the simple T-shirt on her body, and then at the exquisite and gorgeous dresses of the outsiders, and immediately turned on the optical brain to check if there were any special regulations in this country.

I'm afraid that before the conquest of the world begins, he will be arrested and sent to prison for violating a special taboo that he doesn't know.

Fortunately, it is not a secret why the people here dress gorgeously. Soon, Wen Qingle found out what he wanted to know.

[The Country of Summer, a country with an exceptionally outstanding leader.Influenced by their leader, the people of this country are very fanatical about beautiful people and things, even crazy to the point of madness.Although you won't be dragged down and taken to prison if you walk on the street in plain clothes, you will be looked down upon more or less.

……

It is worth mentioning that not all cities in the Kingdom of Summer are directly controlled by the leaders, but each city is controlled by a corresponding city master, and these city owners obey the orders of the ruler of the Kingdom of Summer.

Corresponding to the leader of the great beauty, each of their city lords is also a well-deserved beauty.I once fell in love with a certain beautiful city lord, and wanted to be a city lord so that I could strike up a conversation, but I was kicked out of the house directly, and those people even laughed at me for being ugly!

I seriously doubt that the most important basis for them to select the city lord is face rather than ability!I'm furious! 】

Wen Qingle: "..."

What kind of mess is this? Whoever chooses the city lord based on his face is really playing like a primary school student.

Wen Qingle didn't believe this statement, and when the car was stable, he packed up and got out of the car with Wen Xiao.

When he got out of the station, Wen Qingle saw a few people distributing disposable masks. Some of the passengers leaving the station ignored the people who distributed the masks, and some went to buy a mask in desperation.

Wen Qingle was quite puzzled, he leaned closer to Wen Xiao and asked in a low voice: "Do you know what they are doing?"

Wen Xiao didn't know why he was being awkward, so he took a few steps back in an instant to distance himself from him, then stood back beside him hesitantly, and explained with a cold face: "It's inconvenient to be ugly here, Those who don’t want to show their faces can use things to cover their faces so as not to be a foil to others.”

Wen Xiao looked at the road getting more and more crowded, pretending that nothing happened, but secretly poking at all kinds of people who were crowding around the white-haired young man, and suggested with a deadpan expression: "You'd better go too Take one."

Is that right?

Wen Qingle was skeptical, feeling that this explanation was too magical.Although he is not ugly, but thinking about his face is really easy to bring him trouble, it would be good if it can be covered, so he went to get it.

Wen Qingle received two masks from the red-faced staff, handed one of the masks to Wen Xiao, and put on the other mask herself.

Although it was boring to wear a mask, there were finally fewer people around, and Wen Qingle couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Walking out of the station to the street outside, Wen Qingle and Wen Xiao mixed into the crowd.

Wen Qingle was just about to discuss with Wen Xiao how to win the first piece of land here, when he heard a commotion.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, you won't be able to compensate for bumping into our young master!" An arrogant voice sounded not far behind, "Don't block our young master's way!"

Wen Qingle turned around, and saw a group of bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses walking in the middle protecting the person in the middle. The young man in the middle was not bad, with his hands in his pockets, his head raised, and his nostrils were almost aligned. people.

Wen Qingle: "?"

What is this, the scene of the sophomore youth costume competition?

Wen Qingle looked at the crowd around him, and found that their faces were full of understanding expressions, and they moved away while chatting.

"Wow, I haven't seen him before, he looks too good-looking!"

"If he goes to run for the city lord, he has at least a [-]% chance of winning, and he is sure."

"Hurry up, hurry up, when will the Qunfang Feast start, I really wait until the flowers are gone!"

Wen Qingle was engrossed in what he was listening to, and those people walked up to him without paying attention.

The leading bodyguard looked at the white-haired man wearing a mask, and was bewitched by those clear eyes for a while, and then he came back to his senses.

With such beautiful eyes and wearing a mask, the lower half of the face must be ugly!

The bodyguard immediately raised his hand: "Ugly, you can't understand people's words, get out of the way!"

The raised hand fell, but before it hit the white-haired youth, it was caught by another big hand.The bodyguard was taken aback, and looked at the man standing beside the white-haired young man.

The man was also wearing a mask, but the exposed eyes alone made people feel terrified.

"Who do you want to hit?" The man looked down from above with his height advantage, his dark eyes looked like death, "You want to die."

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