After that time, she never went to see Lan Yang again.
Lan Yang didn't see her either. I don't know if she was too busy with Situ Cunyu or something to avoid.
Situ Cunyu often met her by chance, and every time she looked at Wei Yang, she was a little proud. Wei Yang suddenly thought, or if this kiss was said, Situ Cunyu wanted
Out.
Situ Cunyu hated her to the extreme and liked the immortal Lan Yang.
In this way, it would be a killing of two birds with one stone!
Because of Situ Cunyu, Lan Yang and her return to the bridge. Perhaps this is her ultimate goal. However, even if Wei Yang understands her thoughts, he will have no choice.
Similarly, Lan Yang is so smart, how can he not understand?
Since we all understand, there is still the situation today, we can't blame Situ Cunyu all for it.
Feng Suinan and Lin Qingcheng are both versatile people, so they naturally know this sudden change, so that they are with Weiyang for many days. Weiyang is the same as usual, and he is still playing and still living, but his eyes are gone.
The past is clear and transparent, and deep, it seems that something always exists.
Feng Suiran and Lin Qingcheng were tacitly aware of her behavior similar to a forced smile.
But Fei Xuan'er was fine, and she was still among the crowd and could chat with everyone. Wei Yang could understand, after all, the matter between her and Lan Yang had nothing to do with others. Feng Suiran accompanied her, perhaps because of friendship, but Lin Qingcheng had always been
I have been close to her only one person since then.
The weather was getting colder and colder, and Weiyang was still wrapped in the big fur that Feng Suiran gave. The three of them often went out to play, which was naturally what Weiyang proposed.
After all, the place where they temporarily live is not an inn or a house for their own people.
But the mansion of the old fox Situ Zhouhe.
Since seeing Situ Cunyu walk out of Lanyang's room that night, Wei Yang has begun to feel hairy all over his body when he stays in the leader's mansion.
So the three of them often went out to visit various places.
Or she went outside the city to race horses and ran in the wind, and there was a bit of chill on her face. It was the first time she felt so comfortable.
No matter how painful it hurts, it seems that it will not hurt your heart.
Sometimes we watch the snow together.
The snow in Sucheng is very beautiful, falling like willow catkins and poplar flowers and cotton, fluttering.
The few of them didn't go out today, just sat in a courtyard in Situ's Mansion and chatted.
After sitting for a long time, Weiyang's stomach started to purr. Her pretty face turned red and she touched her stomach.
"That...I'm... hungry, haha." She lowered her head embarrassedly with a dry laugh.
A muffled chuckling came from under the white mask, and Feng Su Ran said softly, "I'll go to their kitchen to get some pastries."
As he said that, he was about to get up.
Lin Qingcheng stood up faster and waved his hand at him, and made several gestures.
After spending these days with her, Wei Yang and Feng Suiran can already see the simple meaning from her gestures.
Feng Suiran glanced at her, hesitated for a moment and nodded again. "Okay, then you go, be careful."
I don’t know what I heard, but Lin Qingcheng’s body was obviously stunned.
Under the hat, she looked at Feng Suiran through the black veil. He was looking at Wei Yang beside him. Because of the obstruction of the white mask, he could not see his face, but could see those serious and affectionate eyes.
Taking a breath slowly, she walked towards the kitchen.
Wei Yang looked at her back and turned his eyes to look at the white sky.
When it first snows, the snowflakes are often not big or dense, like willow catkins floating in the wind.
"Weiyang, are you unhappy?" Feng Suiran suddenly spoke, and caught her off guard with a word. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pulled a curve from the corner of her mouth, "No."
Feng Suiran didn't say anything, just looked at her calmly.
She also looked straight over, her eyes open, as if she wanted to prove that she was not as unhappy as he said.
How could she be unhappy?
She was very happy.
She was so happy that she could not see Lan Yang, that man and woman, or that so-called deep-rooted couple.
In the past few days, she suddenly had an illusion, as if she was about to go back. Although she was not alone in the 21st century, she never had so much effort for someone. And this time, she
The drift from Lan Yang gradually made her feel like she was back to the original.
Thinking of this, she sighed unconsciously.
After sighing, I suddenly realized my incompetence.
I just swear to say that I was not unhappy, but I sighed the next moment.
Feng Suiran seemed to understand her thoughts and said nothing, but just rubbed her head slightly intimately. Wei Yang was stunned and suddenly remembered the scene where someone knocked her head every day.
She would always jump and refute him loudly, but he didn't care, Xiaoyanger and Xiaoyanger shouted.
My eyes are so sore, I don’t know if I haven’t had a good sleep.
She suddenly got up and walked outside the pavilion, looked up again to face the wind and snow. She wanted the cold touch to make herself sober, but when she looked up, her eyes saw the style opposite through the sparse snow curtains.
The two people came.
One blue, one pink.
Situ Cunyu held Lan Yang's arm with both hands and snuggled up to his arm.
Her eyes were full of affection, pink mist surround her face, and her expression revealed a rich happiness, as if she had been hanging on the man beside her for the rest of her life.
And he had a faint smile on his lips, his posture was leisurely, letting the women around him lean against him tightly.
They came hand in hand and looked so beautiful in this vast white world.
The scene that happened suddenly appeared in Weiyang's mind.
"I said, can you not rely on that?"
"I'm tired, Xiao Yang'er is so cruel that she won't let me lean on her?"
"Don't you know whether men and women can get along with each other? You have completely hurt my young heart and polluted my pure reputation!"
"Oh? Are you sure you still have a reputation? Uh, did I remember wrongly that day wasn't Xiao Yanger asking to ride with me?"
“…”
"Xiao Yang'er, you have to take responsibility for my reputation."
“…”
"Xiao Yang'er is not responsible, I'm relying on you..."
The person who rode with her and his chin was now accompanied by another woman.
No wonder people say that men like weak women, and weak women can arouse men's desire to protect themselves. Perhaps... they are what they are now.
Situ Cunyu is indeed not like her. She is just quarreling, quarreling, scolding, or even taking action. She is not feminine at all, and he seems to be bullying her and treating her as fun.
He has never treated her as gentle as he is to Situ Cunyu now...
Never...
Wei Yang only felt something was growing and spreading in his heart. He had the urge to cry from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head, and then rushed to his eyes. She turned around and lowered her head, secretly stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears that were squeezed out of her eyes.