When did these two people meet?

Does Wen Shuojun have a good impression of him?

He paused in his steps as he was about to approach, turned around and leaned against the wall with an indifferent expression.

Wen Shuojun didn't know someone was coming. He was stopped as soon as he came out. He couldn't just leave, so he prepared to listen to the other party's purpose.

At this moment, Si Yuran was completely focused on getting the god-level card and didn't pay attention to anything else.

Looking at the handsome man in front of her, she lowered her voice and said, "Sir, I'm sorry to bother you. I just wanted to see who took the photo of the god-level card. I didn't expect him to be so outstanding."

"Thank you." Wen Shuojun thanked politely without changing his expression.

Si Yuran waited for a while, but the other party didn't say anything and his face froze.

that's all?

No more words?

When others praise him, shouldn't he say a few more words, be polite, and then take the opportunity to invite people to have a meal together?

Si Yuran cursed in his heart, this man was so unromantic, but he tried to keep calm on his face and continued.

"I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm sorry. I'm Si Yuran from the Si family. I just broke through to level 6 and became a level 7 card maker. I admire that card king very much and I also want to see some god-level cards. It's just that there seems to be some misunderstanding between me and him. I don't know if you can help me, sir."

Si Yuran looked at him expectantly, with a face full of sincerity and pleading.

He has a very likable face, although it is delicate, but when he looks pitiful and nervous, it is hard for people to be wary of him and they just want to agree to his request.

He himself is very clear about this.

So it is often used against his elder brother and Chu Xu.

He also felt that this time would be no exception.

But he didn't know the identity of the man in front of him. Even if there was a peerless beauty in front of him, looking at him pitifully, he could still smile with cold eyes and remain unmoved, let alone Si Yuran.

Wen Shuojun smiled helplessly: "Sorry, the card has been taken away, and there is no online backup."

Not to mention that he didn't know this person, just take the name. The previous Master Ka Wang had clearly mentioned it and expressed that he didn't want to have much contact with him.

Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, it was unnecessary for him.

Si Yuran couldn't maintain his expression anymore, and his voice changed: "Took him away?"

"Yes." Wen Shuojun smiled unchanged

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Si Yuran's expression almost twisted, but he managed to hold it back and immediately changed the subject: "Is that so? That's a pity. It's also my fault for coming up to you so rashly. To make amends, I'd like to treat you to a cup of tea, okay?"

"I know a place that has a delicious tea that can replenish your spiritual strength."

Si Yuran added another sentence, fearing that the other party would go back on his word.

He will never let go of the god-level card unless he can draw it.

But the problem is that his current mission is to get the god-level card. If he doesn't get it, he can't complete the mission, and if he can't complete the mission, he can't draw the prize.

If you can’t draw prizes, then naturally you won’t get any god-level cards.

Not even any other cards.

This is absolutely not possible.

Let him find out this man's identity first before taking the next step.

No matter what method he uses, he must get the god-level card.

"I really don't have the chance to enjoy it. I have other things to do, so I can only decline with regret." Wen Shuojun's tone was still gentle, but his eyes were tinged with impatience.

But most people would never notice that. Even his adjutant for many years had never realized that his boss's emotions represented different meanings.

But Si Qingjiu, who just turned around and saw it, noticed it.

For some reason, my mood improved.

Si Yuran's smile fell slightly: "Is it such a coincidence? Or is the master blaming me for being abrupt?"

This man is so mean, what a bastard.

Wait until he finds out who it is and see how he deals with him.

Because Wen Shuojun has been in the army for many years, the news about him is strictly kept secret. In addition, he is a low-key person and rarely appears in public. Even though his photos have been broadcast many times, many people still don't know about him.

What's more, Si Yuran, who was not interested in these things, forced himself to calm down and showed an expectant look.

"Then can you tell me your name? It's fate that we meet. I want to be friends with you."

Wen Shuojun acted as if he hadn't noticed anything, his expression was still gentle: "I think we just met by chance, we didn't know each other, don't worry about it, I'll go first, have fun."

He took a step, walked around him, and headed towards the exit.

The moment he turned his back, the smile on Wen Shuojun's face turned cold, and then he put on a gentle mask again, as if he was very approachable.

Si Qingjiu was surprised to see how quickly the expression changed.

Was Wen Shuojun like this in his previous life?

It seems that no

.

In his previous life, Wen Shuojun seemed to be gentle to him throughout, but they had not been together for long, let alone knew each other well.

As soon as Wen Shuojun turned the corner, he met a pair of dark and bright eyes and stopped there.

Several thoughts flashed through my mind quickly.

Why is there someone here?

How long has he been here?

who is he?

Who is he looking for?

Why didn’t I notice it?

Could it be that his mental strength has deteriorated so much?

And why does his perception seem to be useless?

Could it be that his physical condition is more serious now, and his five senses are also undergoing changes?

This is not a good phenomenon.

Fortunately, he did not sense any hostility from this person.

On the contrary, he felt very comfortable.

Otherwise, you might not even know how you died.

However, he actually felt a sense of familiarity with this person. How should I put it? It was a very inexplicable feeling that was hard to describe.

But he was sure of one thing, he would not be his enemy.

A wonderful realization.

The smile on Wen Shuojun's face couldn't help but become more sincere, and he took the initiative to speak: "Hello, I'm Wen Shuojun, can I meet you?"

Si Yuran, who was about to log off angrily, braked in time, gave up the idea of ​​logging off, and looked away.

Why do his words sound so familiar?

The next second, he knew.

Wen Shuojun didn't wait for Si Qingjiu to speak, and continued: "Meeting is fate, I want to be friends with you."

Si Qingjiu: "..."

Si Yuran: “…”

Damn, this damn man is such a bastard.

Si Yuran was furious.

He said it sounded so familiar, it was his words.

He took the initiative to make friends with him, but he refused.

Now he is eagerly trying to make friends with others?

Si Yuran really couldn't swallow this, so he walked forward quickly. He wanted to see who was so different!

What's so special about it that makes this bastard value it so much.

Si Qingjiu was in a complicated mood as he had just heard the whole story.

Looking at the man in front of her with anticipation on his face and focused eyes, she had a vague sense of déjà vu as if the relationship between Si Yuran and Wen Shuojun had just been reversed.

His eyelashes trembled,

"Don't you think we just met by chance and we didn't know each other, so there's no need to take it so seriously?"

Wen Shuojun shook his head, disagreeing: "That's not the case. As the saying goes, if you are destined to meet, you will meet even if you are thousands of miles apart. If you are not destined to meet, you will not even meet each other. It is obvious that we are destined to meet, we should know it."

He seemed to have completely forgotten that someone had asked him to say that just a moment ago, and now he was saying it again, which would be a contradiction in his own face.

His facial expression was very natural, and his demeanor and aura were not at all disturbed.

It seems that this is how it should be.

Si Yuran was so angry that he almost burst into curse.

Especially when he saw that this person was treated differently, and was the same person whom he wanted to strangle to death, the anger in his chest became even stronger.

He immediately said sarcastically: "Sir, this is a very tricky answer. You didn't treat me like that just now."

"Is there any problem?" Wen Shuojun asked Si Yuran with an unchanged smile, appearing very sincere.

Si Yuran's face twisted for a moment, and he smiled with his face but not his heart: "It's not a problem, but I'm a little sad. I really want to be friends with you, but you avoid me and choose someone you don't know."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to be friends with you." Wen Shuojun looked apologetic and turned to Si Qingjiu: "But I really want to be friends with you."

Si Yuran's face almost twisted with anger.

Si Qingjiu almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

This is really wonderful.

He just coughed to suppress the itch in his throat so as not to laugh out loud, and then he received Si Yuran's gloomy glare.

Si Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and deliberately said: "What if I don't want to be friends with you, what will you do?"

"Of course I will create opportunities for us to meet, and then ask you sincerely until you agree." Wen Shuojun replied with a smile, without any hesitation, the sincerity in his eyes reaching deep into her heart.

"Oh~" Si Qingjiu dragged out the ending sound: "So persistent."

"Yes." Wen Shuojun nodded.

Si Qingjiu smiled, "How about I give you a chance?"

"I will be very happy." The smile on Wen Shuojun's face became even more intense.

Si Yuran was so jealous that he was burning with jealousy. These two people acted as if they were alone. They kept talking to each other, mocking his self-conceit and rubbing salt into his wounds.

Damn it. Damn it.

The pain of his nails digging into his flesh brought him back to his senses.

Taking a deep breath, he said with an unpleasant expression: "Then I don't want to give up doing it with Mr.

My friend, I don’t know if I will do the same thing. I will create an encounter and then sincerely ask for it until the gentleman agrees, okay?”

Ever since Si Yuran got the lottery system, everything has been going smoothly for him.

Only today, I continue to be frustrated and despised.

He was unwilling to accept it.

Not convinced.

Even less acceptable.

Upon hearing this, Si Qingjiu looked at him, then raised his chin towards Wen Shuojun opposite him, indicating that he was waiting for his answer.

Wen Shuojun sighed lightly, his face helpless: "I'm afraid I still have to say sorry."

"Why?" Si Yuran didn't understand, his expression was so gloomy that it could be murderous.

"How am I inferior to him? Just because he is a god-level card maker, do you think I am worse than him? I will soon reach the god-level as well."

Once he completes this task, he will definitely be able to draw a god-level card.

Wen Shuojun shook his head, smiling warmly as if to comfort him: "That's not the case. Even if he is not a card maker, but just an ordinary person, and you are god-level, I will not change my mind."

Some people are just so different.

It only takes one glance for you to feel that you are compatible and want to get to know each other.

"You!" Si Yuran's eyes were bloodshot with anger. He pointed at him, his hands shaking like he had epilepsy, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"Don't go too far."

"I'm wrong." Wen Shuojun denied it, his expression became even gentler, "I'm not overdoing it, I'm just being hypocritical."

Si Qingjiu: "..."

Si Yuran: “…”

Double standards indeed.

Si Yuran could no longer remain calm. The last trace of rationality on his face disappeared, leaving only ruthlessness: "Just wait for me, I won't let you go."!