This Zhou Lang is truly a blockhead.
“Wen Heng and you are the same person, why don’t you understand? By throwing him, you’ve ruined your own future.”
"Are Ye Ling'er and Ye Chen the same person? I am probably like Ye Ling'er, a soul of Wen Heng's passion, and I love you so much that I can't help myself."
"What if he abandons me, the soul of your love, just like Ye Chen did? What would you do then?" Zhou Lang argued with me, his eyes slightly red.
"It's different! I believe that the returned God Wenheng is the Zhou Lang who loves me, and he won't abandon our love..." Actually, after Zhou Lang said that, I started to lose confidence as I spoke.
Back then, he was so ruthless as to abandon Ye Ling'er twice for the sake of his career, so what am I now?
Zhou Lang's fear and anxiety must mean he sensed some of Wen Heng's thoughts, right?
"If you choose this flower, then our love will end here. If you choose Zhou Lang, then I will destroy this flower. From now on, I will only be Zhou Lang, the Zhou Lang who is devoted to Ah Hua in my heart and eyes!" Zhou Lang looked at me very firmly, waiting for my choice.
I know that no matter what I choose, Wen Heng said that as long as his immortal body is not destroyed, he will always have a way to return. If I easily give up this opportunity to win the God Wen Heng, who is in my heart and eyes, and to enter the ranks of immortals because of an unknown outcome, I will not be able to win.
After that, there will be no more opportunities! Zhou Lang is currently somewhat confused and irrational; I cannot let him lead me astray. I cannot become as irrational as him.
"How about we make our choice another day? It's not the right time yet," I said softly.
"Today, right now!" Zhou Lang threatened me relentlessly, holding the flower above his head.
"Zhou Lang, I hate being threatened into making a choice. I will not choose anyone today! Put the flowers down!" I shouted at him, getting a little angry.
I remained in this stalemate with Zhou Yu.
After a while.
"Ha!" He scoffed coldly, then slowly walked up to me and solemnly placed the flower in my palm.
“Zhou Lang doesn’t force Ahua, and Zhou Lang understands.” He lowered his eyes with a dejected expression, no longer looking at me, and turned to leave.
"What do you know? Where are you going in the middle of the night?" You're such a worry.
I grabbed my clothes, hastily put on my shoes and socks, and chased after them.
As soon as he chased after him outside, he saw Zhou Lang bring out his guqin and place it in front of the stone table. He sat on the stone bench and began to play it with a sad and sorrowful expression.
But out of nowhere, I blurted out, "Playing the piano so late at night, you're not sleeping, but the neighbors need to sleep too!"
Zhou Lang paused, then angrily took the guqin back.
Then, still fuming, he took out an axe and started chopping wood in the yard.
I followed behind him and said irritably, "Ye Chen has already chopped enough firewood for more than ten days. Are you going to let it mold if you keep chopping?"
With a "crack!", Zhou Lang casually tossed the axe away.
He then picked up the wooden bucket and started drawing water from the well.
"The water outside is enough for us to drink for several days!" I chased after him, snatched the wooden bucket from his hands, and continued.
Zhou Lang snatched the wooden bucket back from my hands: "Can't I wash my clothes?"
“Ye Chen has already washed all the clothes that needed washing!” I added.
With a loud clang!
Finally, Zhou Lang was so annoyed by my retort that he threw the wooden bucket out of his hand again.
He picked up the broom again and started sweeping the floor.
"This floor has already been swept, there's no need to sweep it again!" I snatched the broom from his hand and threw it far away!
"When are you going to stop this nonsense?!" I demanded of him!
"Zhou Lang is feeling down and wants to find something to do, so why did Ahua..." Zhou Lang looked very sad.
"Mmm!" I tiptoed, hooked my arms around his neck, and kissed him.
But the moment my lips touched his, he struggled and pushed me away.
I exclaimed, "Ah!"
He stumbled and fell to the ground.
Zhou Lang frowned, reached out as if to help me up, but then withdrew his hand halfway, finally saying coldly, "I'm sorry! Ah Hua, you shouldn't do such frivolous things again!"
I glared at him angrily, "Zhou Lang! You bastard! How dare you call me frivolous!"
"Sorry!" he coldly tossed me an apology before going back inside.
I'm absolutely furious! I'm going to explode! I'm going to explode! I'm going to explode!
I picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in the direction Zhou Lang had left.
But then, with a "thud!" it hit the door he had just closed.
Suddenly I felt that Zhou Lang had changed. He was no longer the Zhou Lang who listened to me and obeyed my every command, whose heart and eyes were only for me.
Now his spiritual sense is becoming stronger and stronger, and I can no longer see through or understand his thoughts.
Or perhaps I never truly understood him.
I've actually started to miss the simple-minded, innocent Zhou Lang.
Was it a mistake to choose to bring Wen Heng back gradually in the first place?
I rubbed my temples, feeling utterly hopeless, when suddenly I felt a pang of heartache! A headache! My whole body ached!
Sigh... You reap what you sow.
I brushed the dust off my body, sighed helplessly, and stood up.
When they returned to the room, they saw that Zhou Lang had spread the bedding on the floor and was lying there pretending to be asleep without saying a word.
"Tch! Why make things so difficult for yourself? Sleep on the floor!" I glanced at him sideways.
"If you're not afraid of catching a cold, then sleep on the floor if you want!" I was still quite angry.
"..."
Be angry! Be angry! Be angry! This time I won't coax you anymore. I'm ignoring you completely!
I quickly took off my clothes and shoes, climbed into bed, and buried my head and body in the covers: "Out of sight, out of mind!"
If I don't coax you this time, let's see how long you'll stay angry.
The next morning.
When I woke up, I found the breakfast in the hall covered with bowls and plates.
Upon opening it, I found steaming hot cornbread.
The clumsy way he shaped the cornbread was clearly made by Zhou Yu.
I curled my lip: "Stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside."
I picked up the cornbread and stuffed it into my mouth.
As a result, I tripped over something hard and almost fell to the ground, and the cornbread in my mouth choked me half to death.
He patted his chest and calmed himself down for a while.
I looked down and saw Ye Chen with a rag stuffed in his mouth, staring at me with a very aggrieved look in his eyes, lying diagonally on the ground with a chair behind him, making whimpering noises.
Judging from the footprint on his face, he must have been accidentally kicked in the forehead.
I squatted down, stuffing cornbread into my mouth while calmly watching him. Only after I had completely swallowed the cornbread did I reach out and grab his ear.
He smirked, making muffled noises, as I pulled his ear, forcibly straightening his body from the chair.
I then pulled the rag out of his mouth: "Don't you have magic powers? How come you can't even break free from this rope?"
Freed from his restraints, Ye Chen stared for a long time before managing a weak, awkward smile: "How could I dare to break free without Miss Ahua untying me!"
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