So Fan Zhiyi could only hug him tightly, using his actions to tell him his attitude, and change the subject: "Can you please not blame Gao Xiao and the others for taking me away? I can explain."
"Gao Xiao?"
"It's He An, Cen Jun, Xiao Man and the others."
"Um."
He agreed so obediently, which was different from the last time they met that night. Fan Zhiyi thought about it and did not use mind reading. Instead, he used his heart to sense Bing Nandong and caressed every inch of the skin on Bing Nandong's face. Bing Nandong let Fan Zhiyi do this, curious about what he was going to do next.
Then Fan Zhiyi finally lifted Bing Nandong's face and kissed him based on his sixth intuition. He kissed his chin, a light touch that made his face burn even more. He whispered, "Let's go back together. Tianyunmen, or that ghost town of yours, is fine as long as they don't scare me."
Fan Zhiyi could sense Bing Nandong was very happy. He took the initiative to hold Fan Zhiyi's hand, his words filled with a nervousness and excitement that didn't match his personality: "Are you serious? You want to be with me?"
Fan Zhiyi said helplessly: "If not with you, who should I go with?"
Bing Nandong's laughter echoed in his ears: "Not yet."
Fan Zhiyi, who thought Bing Nandong would definitely agree, was puzzled: "Why?"
"I'm in danger now, Zhiyi." Bing Nandong seemed to be worried that Fan Zhiyi would regret it later because of what he said in the heat of the moment. He then reassuredly said, "You're not afraid of me anymore, are you?"
"I'm scared." Fan Zhiyi deliberately frightened him, "Then why not just forget it."
The price of being scared was that Fan Zhiyi was kissed for a long time, and then Bing Nandong hugged him tightly: "You can't regret it."
Fan Zhiyi felt the aura on Bing Nandong gradually warm up from cold, and put his arms around Bing Nandong: "Bing Nandong, I like you."
Bing Nandong held his hand tightly and said, "I will come to find you soon, Fan Zhiyi. You are mine. We must die together."
"Don't." Fan Zhiyi scolded him, "Why are you always so stubborn? You should say that we will live forever and live happily together."
It's just like what's written in those happy ending novels, and also like the ending of the fairy tales I read as a child.
In the past, Fan Zhiyi had never thought about falling in love with anyone. He was timid and ordinary, and was used to living alone. He didn't dare to expect others to be kind to him, because he knew that no one would stay by his side forever. He didn't dare to expect too much. He had accumulated enough experience in the past, and being alone was fine.
It has been a long time since I thought about having someone to accompany me, and wanting to be with other people, but for Bing Nandong, this idea that had been dormant for a long time was irresistibly awakened, like a prairie fire that never stopped.
He likes Bing Nandong and wants to be with Bing Nandong forever.
He will find a way, he will definitely find a way.
The person in his arms turned into air, and Fan Zhiyi's vision returned. He blinked, and the sounds of pedestrians walking and talking on the street next to him returned to normal and reached his ears.
He and Bing Nandong must have hugged each other here for a long time. There are many more people on the street now than when Fan Zhiyi just came out for a stroll alone.
Fan Zhiyi blushed. Bing Nandong, that bastard, had dragged him to this alley to do those things. How shameless! And Bai Bai had watched the whole thing. Even if he was being watched by the system, that was too weird.
"Baibai, I just asked you to record a video. Have you done it? Let me see it." Fan Zhiyi's hobby is not strange. It's because Bing Nandong just refuses to show him his face. There is no other way, so Fan Zhiyi can only resort to this last resort.
So from the moment they first met, their words and actions reappeared in front of Fan Zhiyi's eyes. Fan Zhiyi observed carefully and found that Bing Nandong seemed no different except that there was a little more black energy on his body and his expression was a little crazy and a little abnormal.
By the way, Fan Zhiyi felt that he had seen this kind of madness before, just when he confronted him last time and triggered the thunder.
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Now it is not a question of whether he is afraid or not. Since Fan Zhiyi has thought about it all night and decided to be with Bing Nandong, it means that he feels he can overcome his negative emotions and the impending crisis, and he can accept Bing Nandong. So the problem now is that Bing Nandong is avoiding him and what is Bing Nandong afraid of.
The scene in front of him was still going on. When he and Bing Nandong were kissing each other, Fan Zhiyi's face was burning hot. How could he show such an expression, how could he make such a sound!
"Turn it off! Turn it off! Baibai, turn it off quickly!"
When Fan Zhiyi returned to the inn, Zhuang Yujing was sitting at a table on the first floor with four bowls of steaming porridge, some side dishes and a few buns in front of him.
Seeing Fan Zhiyi, he waved to him and said, "Come and have breakfast."
"Okay." One bun in the morning wasn't enough for Fan Zhiyi. After Bing Nandong stirred it up, he had already digested everything. However, Fan Zhiyi didn't start eating right away. Like Zhuang Yujing, he decided to wait for Cen Jun and He An. "Where are they?"
"I'll be right down." Zhuang Yujing said simply, pursed her lips, and then looked up at Fan Zhiyi, "Where did you go just now? Why is your face so red?"
Fan Zhiyi stared at Zhuang Yujing, unsure whether he should tell him about Bing Nandong's visit. It didn't seem necessary to tell him. That bastard had only kissed him for a while and then ran away. Suddenly, he felt angry. "I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a run and ran into a monk."
"Monk?" Zhuang Yujing was somewhat interested.
"Yes, his name is Imago, and we chatted for a while."
"What is the monk doing here?"
Judging from the tone of his voice, Zhuang Yujing seemed to know that person. Fan Zhiyi thought he might be able to get some information about the strange monk from Zhuang Yujing: "He came to the free clinic and took a look at my insomnia symptoms. He also asked some strange questions."
"You?" Zhuang Yujing narrowed his eyes, then relaxed. "Forget it." He cleared his throat, pursed his lips, glanced at Fan Zhiyi, and asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Did you feel uncomfortable after resting last night?"
Fan Zhiyi shook his head, and Zhuang Yujing suddenly raised his voice and said, "Don't misunderstand me, I'm just asking casually!"
"Oh, I wouldn't think much of it."
Zhuang Yujing stared at Fan Zhiyi unwillingly, seeming angry: "Why?"
"Ah?" This sect leader is really as moody as Bing Nandong.
"He's so silly, which is quite like him." Zhuang Yujing said with disdain.
Fan Zhiyi: “…”
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