Bai Yueguang wears it back after death

Time flew by, and Wen Qingle went to the agreed place as scheduled.He didn't teleport directly into the house, but chose to walk across the street.

He had walked this road countless times before. It used to be full of people, but now there was no one there, and it was very quiet.But it's true, Zhu Xiao lives here, so how could there be idlers living around.

Wen Qingle watched while walking, and after a while, she came to Zhu Xiao's residence.

Of course Wen Qingle used to have the password of this house, but now he doesn't know if the password has been changed, even if it hasn't been changed, it is impossible for him to enter the password carelessly to open the door by himself.

... It felt strange, as if he was a guest.

Wen Qingle raised her hand to knock on the door, but the door suddenly opened.

Zhu Xiao, who hadn't seen him for many days, stood behind the opened door. He was wearing a simple long suit and trousers. His handsome features showed no expression. He took a step back and motioned for Wen Qingle to come in.

The moment he saw this face, Wen Qingle immediately remembered the incident that should be buried in the soil forever and never see the light of day.

In the illusion, Zhu Xiao would be jealous because of his ex-husband, would hug him, bring him supreme pleasure...and even whisper love words in his ear.

But fortunately, this Zhu Xiao is not the Zhu Xiao in the illusion, so he doesn't have to be so nervous.

Wen Qingle took a deep breath, calmed down, stepped into the room, and the door closed behind him.

Wen Qingle finally got the chance to see the house in all directions for the first time after so many years.

He was in the bedroom when he first came here, and the layout of the bedroom was exactly the same as before he left.But now, when he looked at the living room and dining room, he was not too surprised to find that the furnishings in the living room and dining room were exactly the same as before.

Wen Qingle discerned carefully, and found that there were indeed no traps or traps buried here.

"Sit." Zhu Xiao said.

Wen Qingle was slightly startled, looked at the well-preserved sofa, it seemed that even Zhu Xiao himself was not willing to sit on the sofa a few times, and reconfirmed: "Can I sit?"

Zhu Xiao seemed to be taken aback, and looked at him with a cold face: "Then you can stand."

Wen Qingle responded, and Zhu Xiao waited for a while, seeing that Wen Qingle really didn't seem to want to sit down, so he had to find an excuse to let Wen Qingle sit down as far as possible without revealing his true intentions.

"Wen Qingle must have brought you here when I was away with other people before, and you don't have to be polite now." Zhu Xiao didn't look into Wen Qingle's eyes, "What's more, with your current status, you stand It seems that I have not entertained well."

Wen Qingle: "..."

So Zhu Xiao felt that he had already brought here when he was forced by Wen Qingle?

Maybe in Zhu Xiao's eyes, every corner of this room has been rolled over by him.

This guess was quite in line with the identity he created in front of Zhu Xiao, Wen Qingle didn't bother to refute, so he sat down on the sofa and took out the things he had prepared.

This is a cute little wooden doll he made during this period. To be honest, it is not of much value, but Wen Xiao insisted on asking him to give this thing, saying that according to the research, Zhu Xiao would like this.

"This is the... relic he left me." Wen Qingle said without changing his expression, "I'll give it to you if you want it, anyway, it's useless for me to keep it, and it's annoying to see."

Wen Qingle put the wooden man on the coffee table, and then observed Zhu Xiao's expression.

Zhu Xiao stared at the wooden man for a few seconds, then picked the corner of his mouth very quickly, and carefully picked it up to check.

Wen Qingle observes calmly, based on his understanding of Zhu Xiao, this reaction means that he likes it very much.

This liking does not seem to be a disguise, but Zhu Xiao really loves this little toy.

After touching the wooden man for a while, Zhu Xiao stood up and took the things away for safe storage. Wen Qingle observed the room again during this period of time.

Looking at various familiar objects, a question that hadn't been thought about before came into Wen Qingle's mind.

Since Zhu Xiao hated him so much, why did he keep things about him so well?Can't see things and think about people, don't you feel disgusted by these things?

And even if Zhu Xiao is mentally unbalanced because he, an outsider, got the inheritance and wants to get it back, then after getting it, he can completely destroy the inheritance from the person he hates, why should he keep it carefully?

[Host, I know why! ] The system that was quietly watching suddenly became excited, 【As I said before, time has washed away the hatred, and now all he has left is nostalgia for you!Let me just say, where is there any hatred that cannot be overcome? 】

Wen Qingle subconsciously wanted to refute, but after recovering, her eyes gradually lit up again.

... It seems that this is really the case. Only this reason can explain why Zhu Xiao is willing to keep these things well.

Does Zhu Xiao really not hate him?

When Zhu Xiao put away his things and walked back, he saw Wen Qingle who was sitting on the sofa with a pensive expression on his face and seemed to be a little happy, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

"You..." Wen Qingle controlled her expression, tried her best to conform to the identity of an outsider, and asked Zhu Xiao, "You are not in the same position as me, you hate Wen Qingle very much? Why should you keep him?" Don't you find it disgusting?"

Zhu Xiao's pace stopped, he looked at Wen Qingle for a while, and suddenly smiled, as if a little sarcastic: "Why should I feel sick? I have never been on the same side as you."

In just one sentence, Wen Qingle seemed to hear the sound of fireworks in full bloom. He was almost overjoyed, but he still used his last self-control to maintain the expression on his face, and stood up pretending to be angry.

"You're talking nonsense!" Wen Qingle approached Zhu Xiao a few steps, pretending to push Zhu Xiao angrily, "Don't you hate him when he treats you like this?"

Zhu Xiao didn't resist, he let Wen Qingle press his shoulders and push him against the wall, quietly facing the questioning.

Although Wen Qingle didn't show it on the face, his palms were sweating. Zhu Xiao's next answer was very important to him.If Zhu Xiao really no longer harbors hatred for him, then maybe he can take off his vest and use his real identity to have a conversation with Zhu Xiao.

...He didn't want to be enemies with them at all. It would be great if he could return to the past relationship.

Wen Qingle stared at Zhu Xiao nervously, and Zhu Xiao finally said, "I don't hate him."

Hearing this, Wen Qingle was about to show a joyful smile, but before the corners of his mouth could even curl up, he was stunned by Zhu Xiao's next sentence.

Zhu Xiao looked at him with dark eyes, and there was love in his eyes that made Wen Qingle feel a little scared: "I love him."

Wen Qingle stared blankly at Zhu Xiao in front of him, trying to use his short-circuited brain to put together the two sentences that Zhu Xiao said.

Zhu Xiao said he didn't hate him.

Zhu Xiao said... I love him.

The room was so quiet that you could hear a needle being dropped, Wen Qingle's complexion suddenly turned pale, and she quickly withdrew the hand that was holding Zhu Xiao.

Wen Qingle took a few big steps back, and said with a pale face: "I think you are crazy! Do you know what you are talking about?"

Zhu Xiao lowered his head and straightened the clothes messed up by Wen Qingle.His eyes were covered by the drooping forehead hair, making it impossible for Wen Qingle to see the emotion in his eyes clearly.Zhu Xiao said while arranging his clothes, "You can think I'm crazy, but if I didn't regard you as a rival in love, I wouldn't bother to care about you at the beginning."

No wonder, Zhu Xiao would keep his leftovers well.

No wonder, when he revealed his identity and thought he could ease the relationship with Zhu Xiao, Zhu Xiao was even more angry.

Wen Qingle sorted out the logical relationship in the chaos, and found out weakly that what Zhu Xiao said might be true, and he couldn't catch any logical loopholes.

Zhu Xiao tidied up his clothes, approached him, and looked at him with dark eyes without blinking: "You have been with him for a long time, tell me, if he is still here, would he be willing to accept me?"

Wen Qingle turned her head stiffly, avoiding Zhu Xiao's eyes: "I don't know."

Wen Qingle paused and took a breath: "I'm not him, I don't know."

Zhu Xiao didn't express any opinion on Wen Qingle's answer, he observed Wen Qingle's expression, and asked softly: "Feel sick?"

"Not disgusting, just—"

It was just too sudden, making it difficult for him to accept it for a while.

Wen Qingle didn't want to continue chatting on this topic any longer, so he turned serious and brought the topic back on track.

"Stop talking nonsense, you must know the purpose of my coming here to see you, you don't want me to take all these things—" Wen Qingle looked coldly, looking at the carefully protected things around, whether she was willing to tell Zhu Xiao If you surrender, otherwise you will destroy all these things, but change the routine, "Let's go out one-on-one, don't call for help, otherwise don't blame me for destroying these things now."

Zhu Xiao said softly: "You don't have to trouble yourself if you want my position."

Wen Qingle didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence: "What?"

Zhu Xiao continued: "Tell me the truth, is it his wish to let you unify the world and ascend to the highest position?"

Wen Qingle was taken aback for a moment, an incredible idea popped up in his mind.

Could it be that……

Wen Qingle nodded slowly, and looked at Zhu Xiao with high concentration.

Zhu Xiao closed his eyes as if he couldn't bear it. After a while, Zhu Xiao turned around and went to the study to take out a document and put it on the table.

"Come here." Zhu Xiao said.

Wen Qingle walked over and saw the name of the document.

...He signed a similar agreement with Xia Paifeng not long ago.

An agreement on a change of territorial jurisdiction, that is, an agreement to transfer territory and status to him.

Wen Qingle looked up at Zhu Xiao in shock, Zhu Xiao lowered his eyes, as if what he presented was not an agreement that could cause world turmoil, but just a scrap of paper.

"You..." Wen Qingle's throat was filled with countless words, and she didn't even know what to say for a while.

Why did Zhu Xiao choose to do this, because it was his wish, so no matter how much Zhu Xiao's own interests were infringed, Zhu Xiao hoped that this wish would be fulfilled?

Zhu Xiao himself first signed the agreement, and then pushed the agreement to Wen Qingle on the other side: "Signed."

Wen Qingle couldn't tell what mood he was in, so he signed it, and asked hesitantly, "What are you going to do next? Do you want... Do you want to continue doing things with me?"

"Follow you?" Zhu Xiao looked at him, "What identity do you use to get along with me, rival in love?"

There was a certain kind of expectation hidden in Zhu Xiao's eyes, but Wen Qingle couldn't understand this expectation.

He didn't dare to reveal his true identity in front of Zhu Xiao abruptly. After signing the agreement, he almost ran away and walked to the gate.

Before leaving, Wen Qingle glanced back.

Zhu Xiao watched him off silently, as if thinking of someone through him, and there was a bit of familiar warmth in his eyes.

Wen Qingle turned around, he tightened his coat, and left hastily.