The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

Can the quiet heartbeat at this moment be considered premeditated?

From when she returned to Nanshi again and decided to go back to Tiancheng High School for Zhou Xinyue, she met him when she was most helpless and confused.

Across the two ends of the Internet, she and he were originally nothing but two unrelated motes in this floating world.

But Xie Tao found a little sense of stability with this stranger in such an unreliable situation.

Xie Taokong was full of anger for what Zhou Xinyue had encountered, but didn't know what she should do.

There has never been a moment when Xie Tao felt that she was so useless.

It was Wei Yun who told her step by step what she should do.

Even though he was always so reticent, he was always helping Xie Tao, allowing her to find out all the truth bit by bit, and in the end, the person who deserved the punishment the most received the punishment he deserved.

This should be the best ending.

And Xie Tao didn't regret her choice even when Zhao Yixuan pinched her neck and almost lost all consciousness.

Because she knew that when Zhou Xinyue chose to help her, she didn't even hesitate for a minute.

And now, she is like this too.

If not for him.

Maybe this matter will not be resolved so smoothly, maybe she will spend more time, or maybe... she has no way to get justice for Zhou Xinyue.

That night, she dragged her stitched leg and returned to the rented house with wounds all over her body. Everything she had in her heart forbearance finally became relieved in her heart.

It was also that night, she finally knew his name.

Wei Yun.

Perhaps it was from that time, her curiosity about him was like the tender green leaves that began to draw in the early spring, with the deepening of the spring, the sprouting and the luxuriant day by day.

He seems to be a particularly knowledgeable person.

He can recite not only ancient books like "The Theory of Knowledge", astronomy, geography, and all things in the world. He always knows many things that Xie Tao doesn't know.

Although he always seems to be confused about some things in modern society, it is like an old grandfather living in the mountains.

He can play chess, paint, calligraphy, burn incense and make tea, and Xueyue Fenghua.

It's like an ancient patriarch, living a poetic life that only appears in books.

How can there be people like him in the world?

Xie Tao sometimes thinks so.

Sometimes she would stare at the portrait she set as her mobile phone wallpaper for a long time. Can such a clear outline and stunning face really be fabricated out of thin air?

If not, then, is he really like this?

For a few months, once the spring and the summer solstice, Xie Tao seems to have been used to talking to him about all the trivial things in the most intense and hot summer.

Perhaps because the earlier years were too depressing, Xie Tao was used to hiding all her emotions in her heart, but now, she is always willing to take the initiative to tell him all the good and bad things about her.

All the inexplicable emotions that have not been announced in the mouth seem to start from curiosity.

The heartbeat at the moment, after all, is not a sudden impulse.

Perhaps it was already like a seed, coming by the wind, falling in the bottom of her heart, and gradually taking root when she didn't realize it.

Until this time, listening to his clear voice and hearing the phrase "Happy Birthday" he said, her heart was beating fast for no reason.

Without even thinking about it, she blurted out: "I like you so much."

Like the first snow that will eventually come in a long winter, like the first apricot blossom that will eventually bloom at the end of the spring breeze, and like the first morning light after the seemingly eternal night... she said Like it seems to be a natural thing.

The girl's whispered drunken words, like a hot boundless flame burning in his ears.

After breathing, Wei Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and his fingers moved. The scroll fell from his fingers and fell to the ground with a sound.

No matter he is such a calm temperament, he can't help but shake his heart for her straightforward words.

She seemed to still be calling his name unconsciously, and again and again, low and soft, like a small animal deliberately intimacy.

Wei Yun, the national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has a beautiful appearance and unparalleled talents. He can astrology and watch the sky, and he can make suggestions. Once he joined the world, his name moved the world.

Even in the ruling and opposition parties, and in the market, there are always rumors that the national teacher Wei Yun is ambition and good at power management, and his heart is punishable.

But the people in this world who admire the National Teacher Wei Yun are just the boudoir girls of Yingdu, and most of them also have illusions about this young and stunning National Teacher.

But this young national teacher has never heard of it, like the blunt words of a girl with an astrolabe floating in the sky from a bronze wear two time and space at this moment.

He hasn't had a good time in this life, and he doesn't even bother with his children.

Even though his ears were obviously hot at this moment, Wei Yun was still sitting there, stiffened, and for a while, he didn't know how to speak.

At that time, the rotating astrolabe suddenly shattered into a ray of light golden streamer, which swooped down like a star falling into the Milky Way, the streamer shattered and was infiltrated without a trace.

And her murmur was silent in an instant.

There was only silence around him, the candlelight in front of the case was still swaying, and the shaky shadow of the tree fell from the window lattice, which also elongated his figure.

Wei Yun sat quietly for a long time, looking inexplicable.

At this moment, Xie Tao was holding the phone and gradually fell asleep without knowing it. Her eyes were still with undried tears, and her brows were lightly frowned, as if she was in a dream, but she still didn't get a moment of peace.

When she finally woke up, it was already the next morning.

The eyes were swollen from crying yesterday, and when she opened her eyes today, she still felt a little astringent, and her head was a little groggy and painful.

She didn't dare to stretch out her hand to rub, and sat up with her body supported. She lowered her eyes to see the mobile phone that she had thrown aside for unknown time.

She picked it up and pressed the bright screen to look at the time, and found another WeChat message from Zhou Xinyue.

She clicked on Zhou Xinyue's chat interface in WeChat:

"Taotao, thank you for trying so hard to keep me alive. I will treat the illness well. You have to wait for me to come back."

"It's the happiest thing for me to know you in this life."

"Happy birthday, Taotao."

When Xie Tao saw the words she sent, the corners of her mouth rose.

After a long while, she pointed the screen with her finger and replied:

"I'll wait for you to come back, Xin Yue."

When she quit the chat interface with Zhou Xinyue, her gaze moved down, and when she fixed on the blank profile picture, she saw the [Voice Call] logo at a glance.

She was stunned for a moment, moved her finger, and clicked on the chat interface between her and Wei Yun.

I saw the above display:

"Chat time 14:03"

? ? ?

Xie Tao was stiff, holding the phone and sitting on the bed, her whole body was sluggish.

Many memories from last night flooded up, and she seemed to have such a voice in her ears:

"I like you so much..."

"Wei Yun."

That is clearly her own voice.

Last night, she wrapped herself in a quilt, boldly opened the WeChat voice call, and then she heard a clear voice.

Fuzzy, she heard him say later: "Happy birthday, Xie Tao."

Then, then she...

Xie Tao's face was hot red, and the mobile phone she was holding suddenly looked like a hot potato.

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

Xie Tao slammed into the pillow, twisting and twisting like a caterpillar, shrinking herself back into the quilt.

How to do? ?

How could she say such a thing! !

Does he think she is inexplicable? Would he... never mind her anymore?

At that moment, Xie Tao had many thoughts in her mind.

She quickly turned on the screen and looked at the phone again. After confirming that Wei Yun's WeChat was still lying quietly on her list, she was inexplicably relieved.

After a while, she covered her face again, as if she couldn't face herself who had said that to him yesterday.

In the end, why did she suddenly say that kind of thing!

It seemed that after a long period of psychological construction, she re-opened the chat interface with Wei Yun, and the typed words were deleted one by one in the dialog box, and repeated back and forth many times. In the end, she tentatively typed One sentence passed:

"Wei Yun, what happened yesterday..."

She originally wanted to say that it was her drunkenness that could not be taken seriously, so that he should not misunderstand it.

But the moment her finger touched the screen, she remembered again yesterday afternoon when she was standing in front of the express cabinet downstairs and saw the wooden box stored inside.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw the wooden box she had placed on the bedside table.

She remembered the phrase "Happy Birthday" he said to her yesterday.

The throbbing that calmed down overnight in her heart seemed to make waves again at this moment, making her tremble for a moment when she stared at her mobile phone screen.

"Last night, you were drunk."

Ten minutes later, she waited for such a sentence.

Xie Tao stared at that sentence for a long time. An inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in her heart. She almost didn't have time to think about it. She hurriedly replied:

"I'm obviously serious!"

Like a flame that ignited in an instant, she suddenly had courage:

"Wei Yun, I originally thought that way."

When she typed this line of words, until she pressed the send button, her fingers were trembling, as if her breathing was somewhat stagnant.

At that time, Wei Yun, who was in another time and space, was sitting behind the book case, fixedly looking at the three gilded letter papers spread out on the case, his eyes wandering back and forth, and his expression was a little bewildered.

Today, Mu Xiu doesn't have to go to court, and he was very restless in sleep last night because of the drunkenness of such a little girl.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, he always seemed to hear her sentence: "I really like you..."

She seemed to like to call his name very much, and after another, the ending was slightly raised, and the voice was soft, with a bit of coquetry, which made him suddenly open his eyes from his sleep, and then stared at the plain bearing above for a long time. Dust, no matter how difficult it is to sleep.

It was only her drunken talk for a while.

But at this moment, he looked at the words on the letter paper, and suddenly realized that this little girl seemed to really hold her heart to him.

Her bright and delicate face appeared in her mind, and those apricot eyes were especially clear and bright.

But how ridiculous is this?

For her, he is just a stranger who has never seen him before, so how can it be worth her to deliver her sincere heart so eagerly?

Or because of his father Wei Changning, Wei Yun still refuses to believe in the true love of men and women in this world.

He didn't even believe how real her sudden emotion came.

That may be more like a whim, but a whim of a young girl.

When Wei Yun picked up the pen, the first thing he thought of was rejection.

But when his gaze fell on the copper pendant next to him, he paused, and suddenly there was a little more thoughtfulness in those eyes.

After a while, he raised his eyes to look outside the door: "Wei Jing."

Holding a long sword and wearing a black gown, Wei Jing walked in and quickly bowed his head, "My lord."

"if……"

When Wei Yunfu spoke, he paused, as if thinking about something, and then said: "If you reject a girl who cares about you, will she be silent?"

"what?"

Wei Jing was stunned.

He didn't react a little.

Sir... Sir, what question did he ask him just now?

Did he hear a hallucination?

"Is it right?" Wei Yun was obviously impatient, a little irritable between his eyebrows.

"...According to the subordinate's opinion, it is right about this. After all, the girl's face is thin. If, if the adult,...oh no, if the girl is rejected by the man who expresses his will, she should not be able to come. No matter how much he thinks about it, naturally, he will not associate with this man again."

When Wei Jing answered, his forehead was sweating.

He was good at killing people with a sword, but he seemed a little hesitant to answer such questions.

No more contact?

Wei Yun frowned when he heard what he said.

If this sly connection with her is broken because of this, then where do you find out the secret of the bronze pendant? And when will the mysterious man whose purpose is in him show his feet?

All of this is clearly inextricably linked to her.

The expressions in Wei Yun's eyes changed before the pen fell. It was difficult to determine after all.

The word of refusal is still difficult to follow after all.

The author has something to say: Wei Yun: Should I refuse...

Xie Tao: No, you can't!

Master Wei, you refuse, you refuse to try? If you refuse your wife, you will be gone :)

In any case, sweet online dating is finally our turn! ! ! applaud! !