Chapter 356 The praise of ghost stories
Yan Lingyu squeezed his lips, but did not say anything. Yes, sometimes they put on too many disguises for themselves. Some are just to confuse the opponent, some are just to deal with the enemy, some are just pure planning needs, and some are because of habit!
Yes, because I'm used to confusing people, and because I'm doing it sincerely, sometimes even Yan Lingyu himself can't tell whether he likes it or because he disguises it.
He moved his eyes slightly, but Yan Lingyu felt that Duan Yu in front of him was similar to himself?
Duan Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly threw the cake in his hand into the plate on one side. He clapped his hands, raised his eyes, looked at Yan Lingyu with a deep look, and finally opened his mouth mysteriously.
Duan Yu said, "Okay, Yan Lingyu, I'll tell you, but if you don't believe it, you can completely assume that you haven't heard of it!"
In private, Duan Yu has always called Yan Lingyu by his name, and he himself did not feel anything wrong. Moreover, since Yan Lingyu did not feel anything wrong, Duan Yu was more righteous.
Yan Lingyu is also a casual person. The identity of the third prince has brought him unreachable glory, but it also brings helplessness that others can't see through at all.
Yan Lingyu's life order is like an iron barrel. He has long been used to everyone's virtuality and commission, and now, suddenly there is a person who calls his name completely ignoring his identity. At the beginning, he feels fresh, and now he is slowly getting used to it.
Seeing Duan Yu's almost mysterious eyes, Yan Lingyu knew that the boy had something to say.
Although Duan Yu may not tell himself the truth, looking at Duan Yu's serious appearance now, Yan Lingyu couldn't help raising his eyebrows and not talking. Yes, when others are about to tell our secrets, all we have to do is to listen indifferently, not to wait to ask rhetorically.
Duan Yu stretched out his white and tender fingertips and slipped cuffs, showing deep strangulation marks.
Although Duan Yu was taken away after being stunned, although he tried to break free from the rope after he woke up, because of his delicate skin, the two hours or so of binding still caused a lot of damage to his wrist.
Looking at Duan Yu's red and swollen wrist, Yan Lingyu flashed his eyes, but did not speak.
Duan Yu's mysterious face, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the direction of the broken temple, and his expression became serious. He gently said, "Yan Lingyu, I know that many things have happened to me are very strange and incomprehensible. Maybe, you can't imagine it, so, I'm telling you now that I'm not a human, but a ghost... When I was pushed into the pond, I had drowned once, because I went to the ghost gate and walked around inside, so I learned what many people don't understand and don't know.
Duan Yu's little face suddenly appeared a feeling of almost solemnity. His two small hands overlapped and laid flat in front of him. Then, looking at Yan Lingyu, he looked very serious and his tone was very gentle. That is more like a vicissitudes of adult slowly narrating his shady past. Yan Lingyu doesn't seem to be lying, but if he believes this, then he is not Yan Lingyu, but really a living ghost!
Why did Yan Lingyu forget? Although Duan Yu is still young, there are many more curved intestines than adults. If you want to get out of his mouth what he doesn't want to say? Then, you'd better save your breath and warm your stomach!
However, this time, Yan Lingyu was not angry. Or Duan Yu's almost serious look infected him. He always felt that in addition to Duan Yu's seemingly smiling expression, there was a strange sadness that he could not see at all.
It's the same. My mother died early and my father hasn't been at home for many years. Except for a sister who will protect herself, I'm afraid this famous life is almost as tragic as him, right?
Thinking about Liu Rong's personality and looking at the situation of Duan Qingming and Duan Yu in Duan's house, Yan Lingyu suddenly felt relieved.
Yan Lingyu has a habit. If it doesn't matter what others don't want to say, even if he is curious, he will never ask the bottom. Even if that person is Duan Yu. Therefore, now that he heard Duan Yu seem to be talking nonsense, Yan Lingyu suddenly laughed. He stretched out his hand, rubbed Duan Yu's hairy little head, and shook his head with a helpless smile: "Naughty!"
Yan Lingyu knows that everyone has secrets. Duan Yu is no exception. Since there are some things that Duan Yu doesn't want to say, then what's the use of forcing him again? What's more, as long as he knows that Duan Yu will not harm himself, that's enough.
Duan Yu raised his eyes and looked at Yan Lingyu. In his expression, there was an indescribable disappointment: "You don't believe me, do you?"
Looking at Duan Yu's bright eyes, Yan Lingyu was speechless for a moment. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but under Duan Yu's eyes, he couldn't say anything.
In an flash, the idea that came to Yan Lingyu's mind turned out to be - should he believe Duan Yu's words?
Seeing Yan Lingyu's appearance, Duan Yu smiled "hey" and said mischievously, "I knew you didn't believe it..."
Although you don't believe it, what I said is true.
After Duan Yu finished speaking, he only felt a little blocked. He lowered his eyelashes gently and stopped talking.
Duan Yu didn't say anything, and Yan Lingyu didn't say anything. In the carriage, there was a strange silence.
Yan Lingyu no longer asked Duan Yu, but leaned his head against the car wall and began to rest. At this time, the carriage calmed down, but the outside of the carriage began to be noisy. The sound of the carriage passing by, people's joy and jokes, and the sound of those messy footsteps came into my ears from time to time. Compared with the quiet night last night, it felt like a different world.
Duan Yu's heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He suddenly felt that there seemed to be a lot to say, but when he came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything.
Duan Yu sighed slightly and lifted the small window on the wall of the car. Looking through the window of the slowing carriage, Duan Yu still saw that their carriage was close to the wall. Next, we will enter the gate.
Did the night last night pass like this?
Duan Yu took another look at the field covered with white frost and the scattered trees hanging with frost flowers. Suddenly remembered last night's continuous struggle and escape, those trade-offs, those calculations, and those nervousness and fatigue, like countless nights when he took off his blood clothes in his previous life. So, even if he travels to this ancient times, will he have to return to the past one day?
Duan Yu was sad, and he suddenly had an impulse to talk to people.
The first thing Duan Yu thought of was Yan Lingyu, who was very close to him. He looked up and saw Yan Lingyu with his eyes slightly closed, showing a quiet and completely relaxed tired color in his look.
From Duan Yu's position, Yan Lingyu's beautiful face, carved facial features, his slightly trembling eyelashes, and completely relaxed angular lines are like a deep whirlpool, which attracted Duan Yu's eyes.
Duan Yu couldn't help thinking that Yan Lingyu was really evil. He was still attracted by Yan Lingyu, let alone a woman? I'm afraid that if I have met Yan Lingyu's woman, I can't escape his charm!
Thinking of this, Duan Yu couldn't help thinking of Duan Qingming again. After getting along with him for a period of time, he found that Duan Qingming had only herself in her heart, only Duan Fu and her friends. On the contrary, her attitude towards Yan Lingyu was confusing.
It seems that this Qingming is really the first woman who is not confused by Yan Lingyu's appearance. Is this the reason why Yan Lingyu likes Duan Qingming?
Yan Lingyu leaned, leaned against the wall of the car, and closed his eyes to refresh himself.
What he thought was that originally, Duan Yu didn't need to suffer so much, but because of himself, things turned out like this.