Immortal Venerable after escaping did not dare to open his eyes

I admire you.

The past is like the wind, but it is a long story.

Lin Chu didn't want to spend more time with strangers, so he closed his eyes and pretended not to see him.Ning Wen remained silent, as if Lin Chu's answer just now had satisfied him.

Lin Chu was sitting on the wicker chair basking in the sun, and he was sitting on the ground on the bluestone slab beside the wicker chair.With both hands firmly propped on the ground, the sleeves and hem of the Zongfu were scattered casually, a pair of clear eyes eagerly looked at Lin Chu, with a struggle of not knowing what he was going to do.

Lin Chu always felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, but it was extremely awkward.After enduring it for a while, he finally shook his sleeves uneasily.Cold voice: "Are you so free every day?"

"It's not too idle, there are always people who want me to practice every day." Ning Wen bit his lip hard, as if he was enduring something.With loose eyes, he said quietly: "But the more I practice, the more empty I feel. I always feel that this is not the purpose of my life. If this is the reason for my life, it is too disappointing. But..."

"Lin Chu, do you understand?" Ning Wen stood up suddenly, knelt on the bluestone slab, turned around and said to Lin Chu.Under his curly eyelashes, he stared at Lin Chu with scorching eyes, his flawless face was full of seriousness and pain. "Here, always want me to do something. But.."

Ning Wen suddenly leaned towards Lin Chu.Lin Chu's face was supported by hands that were so white that they were almost transparent, as if trying to pull it.Word by word: "Lin Chu, my name is Ning Wen."

Ning Wen murmured: "The name may not be important, but I always think it is important for you to remember."

"I will remember, you take your hands away." Lin Chu subconsciously held his breath when he approached.The indifferent expression on that face was almost broken.Finally, when he couldn't bear it anymore, he waved his sleeve and pulled him away.

"Really?" Ning Wen really stopped, not angry at being pulled away by Lin Chu, Lingling stood where she was, and asked seriously.

"What's serious?" Lin Chu's tense nerves had not been relieved, and he didn't remember what he said to perfunctory Ning Wen, so he could only bite the bullet and said impatiently.

"You really can't remember, Lin Chu, you can't remember!" Disappointment overflowed in Ning Wen's eyes, and in an instant, the sky that had been emptied for thousands of miles disappeared into nothingness, and under the naked sky, the blackness was like an endless night. Generally overwhelmed.

Lin Chu felt a little suffocated for a moment, but this feeling disappeared after Ning Wen ran out angrily shaking his sleeves.

Lin Chu, who escaped from the feeling of suffocation, was still a little bit blank.He stared blankly at the thin figure disappearing in front of the house, and then suddenly realized what the familiarity of Ning Wen was.

That was the appearance of one of the few angry Lin Ziyang running out.

..

On the hillside, the greenery in front of Lin Ziyang slowly melted into a small almost transparent white space.Lin Ziyang closed his eyes, carefully controlling the transparent space to become bigger and whiter.Like the silent snow, it penetrates into this seemingly impeccable green world with a little bit of chill.

Until a white figure suddenly broke in, Lin Ziyang suddenly stopped, making the ice prison space in front of him disappear without a trace.Only then did Lin Ziyang stand up, and walked towards Ning Wen with his eyes drooping.

But seeing the young man wave his sleeves, he was thrown to the ground.Then he quickly pressed him, and said a little aggrieved: "He was forced to name you. He doesn't care about you."

Lin Ziyang's eyes darkened when he heard Ning Wen's words, and he didn't even have the energy to fight back.As soon as the fall didn't hurt, he lay straight on the ground.Looking at the grass growing Yingfei in front of him, he said softly: "I already knew about such a thing. You don't need to tell me."

"Don't you feel angry?" Ning Wen was extremely annoyed, clutching his heart and said aggrievedly: "I get angry when I see him like this, it seems that he is always depressed here. I want to pinch him In my hand, I want to shake his shoulders and tell him that he can't ignore me."

"So?" Lin Ziyang's voice turned cold in an instant as his face turned cold, he frowned, suppressing his anger and said. "How dare you touch him!"

"But his neck is very thin. If I twist it, it will break." Ning Wen said innocently with endless frustration on his face. "I know that if he is broken, he will die. If he dies, I won't even be able to touch the corner of his clothes."

"So, so..." Ning Wen pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "I don't want to see him anymore, so I left by myself."

Lin Ziyang: "..." Lin Ziyang's expression softened after listening carefully, and he patted Ning Wen's shoulder with one hand, and said strangely with empathy: "I sympathize with your experience, but you can't take your thoughts."

Lin Ziyang said seriously: "Even if you want to dance in front of him again, Lin Chu won't like you."

"Like all the people he's never loved."

The first time Lin Ziyang discovered this matter was the day when he suddenly regained consciousness.There was nothing special about that day, Lin Chu told him according to the habit: "Cultivate hard and combine work with rest. When you have nothing to do, remember to look through the scriptures on the desk in the room. I picked out all the artistic ones.

Although you can't understand it, people have to grow up, maybe they will be enlightened in the future.But I don't mind what you mean at all, you can't think too much..." After the daily teaching, Lin Chu began to sit leisurely in front of the door and write the cultivation progress plan for Lin Ziyang.

Lin Ziyang used his spiritual power for a week, and according to his own habit, he flew onto the tree that he often sat on.In his hand, he held a book written by Lin Chu that was said to be quite artistic.Under the sun, the small courtyard is full of greenery.Lin Ziyang sat blankly, then suddenly lowered his head and asked, "What does 'official, my family admires you.' mean?"

Lin Chu was startled when Lin Ziyang mechanically read out a sentence of tenderness with a coffin-like expression.The next moment, Lin Chu's sense of responsibility as a guardian burst out. Still lying on his back, but with his head up and his eyes squinted, he said seriously to Lin Ziyang: "Child, I don't remember this sentence in the words book these days."

"I saw it 180 days ago." Lin Ziyang's complexion did not change. After thinking about it, he quietly explained.His mind is not complete, and his reaction has always been very slow. It is not uncommon to ask a question like this without thinking.

It's just that today's question was so unimaginable that Lin Chu forgot this characteristic of him.But it didn't take long before he was relieved, and turned to analyze for him seriously: "I have already taught you the sentence structure of the active guest. Officials, slaves, Xinmu. Which word do you not understand?"

If you don't say anything, it means you don't understand.Lin Chu cheered up and began to explain terms with Lin Ziyang.

After I got to "Xinmu", I was a little stuck. After thinking about it, I said to Lin Ziyang: "Xinmu means that when you think of him, you will be filled with a comfortable feeling in your heart, and you will have the desire to get him. Just It’s always nice to be like the sun that is born every day, with the warmth you crave.”

Lin Chu said slowly in a contemplative voice, explaining earnestly with the simple language that he had cultivated through reading countless artistic scripts.The sun shines through the branch where Lin Ziyang is, and falls mottled on his jade-like face. At that moment, Lin Ziyang suddenly discovered the kind of longing that Lin Chu said filled his heart.

"Lin Chu?" A sudden shout from the tree interrupted Lin Chu's thoughts. Lin Ziyang supported the tree trunk, looked down at Lin Chu whose hair was blown by the wind, and said to him, "I admire you."