With Chu Yanyan's comfort, Zhuang Danran, who was sleeping, felt much better.
The night is long and the stars are twinkling.
The place where Zhuang Danran and Chu Yanyan lived was a manor with many flowers. The original house was occupied by vampires. Zhuang Danran killed those vampires, and Chu Yanyan cleaned it up with magic.
This place became their temporary residence.
There are flowers, water and windmills here. When the wind blows, the fresh fragrance of flowers comes.
Chu Yanyan didn't ask in person. He stayed next to Zhuang Danran all day long. The two of them sat on a bench beside the flowers, enjoying the sunshine and admiring the flowers.
Sometimes, Chu Yanyan would pick a few flowers and give them to Zhuang Danran.
Zhuang Danran looks strong, but he is very fragile inside. He was devastated by the true thoughts of his beloved relatives. Perhaps his birth was a mistake, but his mother gave birth to him for that man.
A dramatic tragedy.
"Aran, smell it, does it smell good?"
The clear voice brought him back to his senses.
Zhuang Danran looked up at Chu Yanyan who was standing in front of him. He saw that she was holding flowers in her hands and had a faint smile on her delicate face.
He reached out to take it, and Chu Yanyan took the opportunity to sit on Zhuang Danran's legs and lean on Zhuang Danran's arms.
Zhuang Danran hugged Chu Yanyan's back and lowered his head to smell the floral fragrance on her body. He made an important decision: "Yanyan, let's live here."
There are only the two of them in this remote place. He no longer cares about those things and will not bring bad luck to others. As for the people around him, he has paranoid thoughts. Even if Chu Yanyan leaves him because of his bad luck, he will not live on. He only wants his Yanyan.
"Okay." Chu Yanyan followed Zhuang Danran's opinion. He came here for him. No matter what Zhuang Danran chose, he would accompany him.
The bright sunshine shines on the manor without being arrogant or impatient.
Two young-looking men hugged each other tightly, and butterflies landed on the petals, quietly watching this heartwarming scene.
After living here for a few days, Zhuang Danran figured out a lot of things and spoke his mind concisely and openly.
Chu Yanyan understood him and was willing to accompany him.
night.
After taking a shower, Zhuang Danran and Chu Yanyan were kissing, preparing to move on to the next step.
Chu Yanyan, who was standing below, pushed Zhuang Danran away and tightened her loose clothes.
In the face of Zhuang Danran's unsatisfied eyes, Chu Yanyan explained: "A guest is visiting."
Zhuang Danran's desire faded, but he still put on his clothes with an unhappy look on his face. He opened the door and saw a woman in a burgundy dress with long curly hair. She was wearing a black gauze hat, and when she lifted the gauze, her face was revealed.
"I was wondering who had the ability to get rid of my men, but I didn't expect it to be you." said the Slav.
"Didn't you learn the lesson from last time?" Chu Yanyan said indifferently when she saw it was her.
A cold look covered the Slav's face, and her sharp nails were exposed, ready to attack. Suddenly, she chuckled and retracted her nails. She looked at the two of them. "It seems like you two are living quite comfortably. Haha. Goodbye."
As she spoke, a black mist appeared around her.
Zhuang Danran protected Chu Yanyan.
When the black fog disappeared, the Slavs were no longer visible.
Looking at the empty people coming and going, Chu Yanyan grabbed Zhuang Danran's hand, wondering: "She came here just to find out who did it?"
Zhuang Danran came back to his senses, turned around and picked up Chu Yanyan: "I think so."
With a bang.
Continue to complete what they have not finished.
Zhuang Danran thought that Garcia and the others would be worried, so he wrote a letter to them, and Chu Yanyan asked a bat to deliver it.
The two of them lived here leisurely, but in less than half a month, the surrounding rivers gradually dried up and the leaves of the flowers shriveled.
Zhuang Danran picked up the hoe and dug into the ground, only to find clumps of dirt.
"What's wrong?" Chu Yanyan walked towards Zhuang Danran wearing a straw hat and holding a kettle in his hand.
Zhuang Danran dumped the dirt from his palms, stood up, and stared at the bright sky. He felt dizzy after staring for a long time. "Yanyan, I don't know if it's my imagination, but I've noticed that the weather has been getting hotter since we came here, and the flowers and plants on the ground have inexplicably withered."
As he spoke, a sudden thought occurred to him: "Could this be related to my bad luck?"
Chu Yanyan wanted to answer that it was indeed the case, but he still didn't say it. From Zhuang Danran's perspective, he didn't know the reason, so he suggested: "You can find clues from that diary."
"Okay, this is the only way now." Zhuang Danran picked up the hoe, held Chu Yanyan's hand, and the two walked towards home.
After returning to the house.
The two sat together looking at the diary.
Chekhov only knew a little about Zhuang Danran's biological father's background from others. He knew that he was unlucky and that once he got close to him, it would have a bad effect on the surrounding environment.
Zhuang Danran rested his chin on his hand as he read. The diary's description mirrored their current situation. He pondered for a moment, closed the diary, and made a decision: "Yanyan, I want to go to a distant Eastern country to find my biological father."
"Why?"
"I want to break this bad luck." Zhuang Danran said, frowning: "I don't want to lose you because of this strange curse. I want to live longer with you."
"Okay, I'll go wherever you go."
After deciding to go on a long journey, Zhuang Danran found a map of the old man's business travel routes when he was young from Chekhov. His mother met his biological father during the business trip, so they were sure to follow the map now.
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