The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

Even though Wei Jing started trying hard to break free and stop her movement when the woman stretched out his hand, he still could only watch the woman pull out the copper pendant from his placket.

But just as the woman raised her eyebrows and happily took the copper pendant in her hand, a sharp arrow came through the air, brushed her finger, cut a blood stain, and cut the copper pendant with the tassel. Nailed to the wall.

The woman was dumbfounded on the spot.

Wei Jing tilted his head, and saw a slender figure standing at the end of the alley at some unknown time.

In the dim situation of Deng Ying, Wei Jing saw only one corner of his purple robe, and he happily called out, "My lord!"

When the woman heard Wei Jing's "adult", she subconsciously turned her head to look towards the end of the alley.

In the darker light and shadow, she saw the young man in the crepe gown walking slowly step by step, while his well-knotted hand held a bow and a long arrow was walking on him. In time, he casually hit the bow.

When the woman saw him clearly, she saw that he was already full of the bow, and the tip of the arrow was shining with a cold light. When it flew towards her, it wiped the airflow and made a small sound.

She widened her beautiful eyes and quickly dodged her back.

When she saw the bronze pendant nailed to the wall by the long arrow, she still didn't give up, and went forward to get it.

But another sharp arrow struck, and she had to turn over again to escape.

She seemed to be angry. When she stretched out her hand, a faint blue light was already on the palm of her hand, but when she turned her head, she saw that the young boy had thrown the bow and arrow in her hand and pulled out a long sword from the scabbard. Coming, Jianfeng was cold and shone with cold light.

The blue light in his hand died instantly like a flame.

The woman cursed lowly, "It's cold again this time after it's over!"

As if she was worrying about something, she still couldn't do anything to the young man who was gradually approaching her.

The moment Wei Yun's sword swept over, the woman's figure turned into a faint blue light and shadow, which disappeared in a flash without a trace.

Wei Jing really didn't know how to describe what he saw before his eyes. When the blue light bound to him disappeared, he looked at the place where the woman disappeared in amazement, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

At that time, Wei Yun had already walked to the wall in front of him. When he stretched out his hand, he pulled out the long arrow inserted into the wall, and then clenched the copper pendant in his hand.

Perhaps it was because it had been soaked in the silt for too long. Although Wei Jing briefly wiped the copper pendant when it was picked up, there were still many dirt marks embedded in the lines on its surface.

When Wei Yun turned his head, seeing Wei Jing still standing there, he opened his mouth and said, "What's going on tonight, don't say a word."

Wei Jing regained consciousness, and hurriedly lowered his head to answer, "Yes."

But for a moment, he couldn't help it, "My lord, the woman just now is too weird..."

"Go home first."

Wei Yun interrupted him and turned around.

Upon seeing this, Wei Jing had to walk quickly to follow.

On the long street after passing through the alley, the carriage of the National Teacher's Palace stopped there. Several guards were guarded in front of the carriage, and the horse that Wei Jing ran away was also standing there, wagging its tail.

As soon as Wei Yunfu finished handling the matter in his hands, he directly ordered people to go to the deserted courtyard outside the city.

But when he came out, he ran into Wei Jing's horse.

At that time, Wei Yun got out of the carriage and, near the alley, once again saw the mysterious light curtain he had seen many times before. It seemed as if there were people walking by, and there were all kinds of lights and shadows, a blur, so People don't really see it.

He was keenly aware that something was wrong.

So he ordered everyone to wait there, and walked over alone with his bow and arrow.

After returning to the National Teacher's House, Wei Yun went to the study.

The lights in the room were already lit, and he tore off his belt easily, still on one side of the screen, and then sat down in front of the book table.

When leaning on the back of the chair, Wei Yun closed his eyes, and the figure of the mysterious woman flashed in his mind. He raised his eyebrows, his face seemed a little dignified.

Obviously, the purpose of that mysterious woman was the bronze pendant in his hand.

Moreover, she has a strange technique.

But for some reason, she seemed to be cautious about something. She dared to attack Wei Jing, but she never dared to use her strange technique against him.

Wei Yun remembered very clearly that Xie Tao mentioned to him before that someone tied the life of others to her and killed her. He wanted to take the life of the person who was tied to his life. .

Two people whose fate is bound to each other should feel the same pain, so when Xie Tao had a dispute with others, he felt the same.

All the things before went through Wei Yun's mind over and over again, and all the details were sorted out by him.

He didn't know exactly where the mysterious woman came from, but what he could be sure of was that this woman must have nothing to do with these things.

Opening his eyes, Wei Yun tapped his fingers on the desktop. After a while, he sneered silently.

Since the other party has exposed the fox's tail, it is not a bad thing.

Thinking of this, when Wei Yun looked at the bronze pendant he was holding, he squatted for a while, then took a clean Jinpa, facing the light, he wiped the bronze pendant with great care. Dirty.

The two-way cold and dust-free eyes seemed to finally be stained with a few warm colors by the lights at this moment, and the copper pendant was still being wiped with mud embedded in the hands.

When Wei Yun found out that this bronze pendant was missing, he couldn't describe how he felt inside.

From the time that the little girl broke contact with him, there were always strange emotions in his heart, which made him a little inexplicably irritable.

The most important thing Wei Yun could not ignore was the sudden panic at that moment when the bronze pendant was lost.

afraid?

That big fire in Wei's family had already burned out all his fears.

However, the years of the wandering teenagers have long caused his soft and fragile heart to gradually freeze in the tempering of life and death again and again.

As far as he is concerned in this world, what is there to be afraid of? Anyway, he was always alone, no worries.

Even at this moment, Wei Yun didn't want to admit that when he lost the bronze pendant, the half inch of panic in his heart burned.

But, suddenly, the copper pendant he held in the palm of his hand glowed with a scorching temperature.

When Wei Yun returned to his senses, he saw that the copper pendant began to emit a light golden streamer, which was stronger than a burst.

So one, two, three... letters fell lightly on his book case, stacked on top of each other.

Wei Yun was stunned for a moment. After a while, he put down the copper pendant in his hand, stretched out his hand, and opened the letter after letter.

"Wei Yun, Wei Yun, I lost my phone before, but now I finally got it back!"

"Wei Yun, are you there?"

"Why... I can't send my message?"

"Three days."

"Why still can't send it..."

"Five days."

"eleven days."

...

For more than a dozen letters, Wei Yun spread them all on the book table one by one, and those eyes with lights and shadows stared at the ink line after line on the gilded letter paper.

He could almost imagine her tone when she said these words.

"Wei Yun, don't you...never talk to me anymore?"

Until his gaze fell on the last piece of letter paper, the few numbers were so careful and lonely.

At that moment, he hardly had time to think more, so he held a brush directly, but when he dipped the ink in the inkstone, his wrist was frozen in the air, and he was holding the pen, but it was difficult for him to drop it for a while.

At that moment, there seemed to be a small sound in his ear, like a crisp bell.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw an astrolabe floating in the air on the copper pendant, while the astrolabe was spinning. The next moment, he heard a familiar voice:

"Wei Yun?"

It was still such a cowardly and soft voice, and his eyelashes trembled for a moment, as if he hadn't heard her voice for a long time.

Xie Tao has habitually checked his WeChat account for so many days.

Just now, she suddenly discovered that the red exclamation mark in front of the many messages she had sent to Wei Yun disappeared. Her eyes widened for a moment, and she even thought that she had hallucinations. She even rubbed her eyes specially. When she looked at the screen and found that the red exclamation marks still did not appear in the chat interface, she almost didn't even think about it, so she directly pressed the voice call.

But when this moment was connected, she had just made a sound, the previous impulse had already subsided like the tide, she only called his name, she didn't dare to speak any more.

Sitting at the desk, the girl in thin pajamas, looking at the occasional night with neon lights flickering outside the glass window, put the phone near her ear and kept that posture for a long time.

It seemed that if he hadn't spoken for a while, she wouldn't dare to speak anymore.

"Ok."

After a while, she finally heard him softly respond.

Obviously it was just such a simple response. When Xie Tao heard his voice, her eye sockets became hot without warning, and then tears fell.

She stretched out her hand and wiped it a few times, but she couldn't stop the tears from falling.

When Xie Tao cried, she had been very tolerant. She bit her lip and refused to make a loud noise, but Wei Yun still heard her small whimper.

At that moment, he also didn't know what emotions were in his heart.

After a long while, he said softly, "Don't cry."

Perhaps it was because when he said this, his voice became softer unconsciously, and Xie Tao wiped his face with his sleeve and couldn't help crying.

Sitting in front of the book table, the young man sitting in front of the astrolabe of golden light, listening to the cry of the little girl from another world, his amber-like eyes seemed to reveal a little helplessness for a moment.

In the quiet night of Wan Lai, he gently sighed and was crushed in the soft wind:

"Why cry so much..."