I'm the villain's own mother

Feng Yuan didn't know what he thought of, and smiled: "That's the truth."

Mu Wanwan was bewitched by this smile, and even her steps back became awkward.

Xu Tan Huazong's stone-paved floor was not really smooth. Mu Wanwan was about to fall, but Feng Yuan stretched out his hand to pull her back.

"How come Awan falls while walking on such a gravel road?"

Mu Wanwan listened to the ridicule in Feng Yuan's tone and couldn't help but retort: ​​"You are too close."

Feng Yuan looked at Mu Wanwan and smiled lightly: "So it's like this. He was so confused by my beauty that he couldn't even tell the way."

Mu Wanwan wanted to refute, but she didn't know how to say it. She even felt that Feng Yuan was right.

"However, I am here to create a barrier."

Mu Wanwan turned her head in confusion, and saw that the lights behind her were shrouded in a barrier. Raindrops hit them, causing ripples, and the candlelight would no longer jump.

"I thought you were setting up a barrier for me." Mu Wanwan whispered.

Feng Yuan looked at the red tips of her ears and couldn't help but say: "I know someone. She likes to get wet in the rain. She likes to listen to the rain. This is a good opportunity. The rain is not heavy, and even if she gets wet, nothing big will happen."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "That person is really strange."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to gather the falling raindrops into his palm, raised his head and let the raindrops hit his face.

Because it was not a heavy rain, the raindrops did not hit the leaves very quickly. Instead, there was a slow "tacking" sound, accompanied by the rain falling on the face, slowly flowing into Mu Wanwan's long-dry heart.

The candlelight shone on Mu Wanwan's face, making her face soaked by raindrops shine with silver light.

Feng Yuan stood there with his arms folded, watching Mu Wanwan dragging her thin clothes and dancing happily in the rainy night, with a faint smile on her lips, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

Feel the gentle warmth coming from your heart.

Although he has no heart.

After a while, Mu Wanwan returned to Fengyuan's side. At this moment, Feng Yuan had her eyes closed, her long eyelashes were like the tail feathers of a butterfly, and small bright red moles were dotted on them. Mu Wanwan couldn't help but think of a word,

Beautiful and delicious.

"How long do we have to wait?"

Feng Yuan did not open his eyes.

Mu Wanwan smiled: "I've been wanting to see it for a long time, but now I want you to open your eyes and enjoy the joy of being washed away by the rain with me."

Feng Yuan still didn't open his eyes, and said with helplessness in his tone: "I don't like getting wet in the rain, and I have been standing here with you for so long."

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan's clothes and couldn't see any signs of being soaked again, so she could only reach out and try. When she touched a piece of wetness, Mu Wanwan was angry and laughed: "You don't want to get wet in the rain?

If you like it, you don't have to accompany me. How can it be so difficult to set up a barrier?"

Saying that, Mu Wanwan reached out to set up a barrier for Feng Yuan. Feng Yuan opened his eyes at this moment and grabbed Mu Wanwan's wrist.

"It's not difficult, but I want to get in the rain with you."

Mu Wanwan felt that the sound of rain hitting the leaves became thin and silent, drilling straight into her heart.

She turned her wrist and escaped Feng Yuan's hand.

"But my barrier is very beautiful and I want you to see it."

Feng Yuan retracted his hand and said thoughtfully: "Let me see how beautiful it is over there."

Mu Wanwan started to take action immediately, but within a moment, Feng Yuan felt that the rain above his head was covered.

There was a half-opened lotus on the transparent barrier in front of him. Feng Yuan reached out to touch it, only to find that even the texture of the lotus was clearly visible. He looked up, and above him, there was a lotus that had already opened, and there were lotus leaves next to it.

texture.

At this moment, the raindrops falling on the barrier are like dripping into the lotus pond, creating ripples in circles until another circle of ripples covers it again.

Feng Yuan smiled and vaguely felt that as long as he breathed hard, he could smell the fragrance of lotus.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Fengyuan nodded: "It's lifelike and lifelike."

Mu Wanwan smiled even more happily and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Feng Yuan followed Mu Wanwan silently.

"Feng Yuan, getting wet in the rain is my hobby, not yours. You don't have to force it. Although it's very romantic, I still hope you can be happy too." At this point, Mu Wanwan turned around and said, "Like

At this moment, with your barrier, you can still accompany me in the rain."

Mu Wanwan's eyes were astonishingly bright.

Before Feng Yuan had time to react, Mu Wanwan turned around again.

When we reached the top of the mountain, the rain gradually stopped.

Mu Wanwan looked at the moon in the sky and couldn't help but ask, "Does this scene look familiar to you?"

Feng Yuan knew that Mu Wanwan was talking about that night in Caiyi Town, but he still didn't respond.

Mu Wanwan's voice flowed slowly into Fengyuan's ears like running water: "That night in Caiyi Town, it didn't rain, but we saw a similar moon. At that time, I asked you about your dispute with Fu Ruan,

I asked you what happened six hundred years ago. You told me about Fu Ruan, but you didn’t mention anything about six hundred years ago."

Feng Yuan saw Mu Wanwan pause and slowly said: "Do you still want to know now?"

Mu Wanwan asked, "I want to know, can you tell me?"

Feng Yuan lowered his head and laughed at himself: "No."

Because he was sure that even if Mu Wanwan saw something in the obsessive beads left by Rong Baichuan, he still didn't see it completely.

He was betting that there wasn't that much information left in the bead.

"This time, I fell into a coma because of my obsession with the beads. In Rong Baichuan's memory, I know something."

After Mu Wanwan finished speaking, she stopped talking, her hands trembling.

She was also betting that Feng Yuan would tell the truth.

But the long silence made Mu Wanwan slowly let go of her fisted hand.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Feng Yuan looked into Mu Wanwan's eyes and shook his head: "It's not whether I want to say it, but whether I can say it. The restrictions on you are also on me."

Mu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then sighed.

"Then you didn't pull me out for nothing, did you? Do you have something to say?" Unable to ask Feng Yuan anything, Mu Wanwan could only say this. "After all, you are not the kind of person who feels uncomfortable when you see others.

Someone who cares so much."

Feng Yuan smiled: "Miss Mu is really good at changing her face. One moment she was enjoying the rain with me, and the next moment she was as cold as ice to me."

Mu Wanwan thought about it and felt that she was indeed a bit unkind.

"Isn't that because you can't answer the questions I ask you?"

Feng Yuan said innocently: "You also know that I can't say anything."

Mu Wanwan was speechless.

Suddenly Feng Yuan smiled: "Ah Wan, are you starting to find problems with yourself again?"

Mu Wanwan nodded: "It's my fault that I became cold because you couldn't answer my question."

Feng Yuan thought for a moment before speaking carefully: "I know you are sick, and I also know that you are moody and can't control yourself, so I don't blame you. This is not your problem, it is your illness that is affecting you."