When The Flowers Falls, I’ll See You Again

Chapter 42 Scam

Since Yaochi would come back, he began to distance himself from her. Apart from telling her not to return to the Huachao Palace easily, he didn't say much, and she didn't ask any more questions, and silently returned to the flowerbed.

"Little black tea, come out." The son called her.

Still no movement...

The son put down the lamp and shook her: "Didn't you agree to tell me about the Yaochi meeting?"

She still didn't answer because she didn't want to talk.

"I know you're here, don't hide," the son sat down beside her and said with a smile, "I guess, is the person you like making you angry?"

She finally couldn't help but asked aloud, "How do you know?"

Walking on Fengyue Field, do the girls still have to guess? The son said: "He doesn't like you, right? You promised to give me your heart, but he didn't get angry when he found out, it shows that he doesn't have you in his heart."

She got angry and jumped out: "I don't believe it! He likes me!" Without waiting for him to say more, she shouted again: "He is good to others, but he is different to me. He promised to make me a goddess. He asked me to call my name, and he said to take me back to Heaven, he won't lie to me!"

After speaking confidently, her heart was even more empty, and she bit her lip stubbornly.

The young master looked at her for a long time and smiled: "It's okay to lie to you, isn't there me to accompany you, I have a way to make you not sad."

High candles were lit in the room, a large jar of wine was placed on the table, and the two sat on the couch.

The son first poured a glass to drink dry: "Drink."

She was in such a bad mood that she didn't even think about it, she took a big mouthful and suddenly coughed, her chest was on fire, and tears flowed out: "It's not as good as our Baihuaxian Brew."

The son laughed: "It's not good to drink, but it can make people drunk."

Is it really that good to be drunk? She had never been drunk before, so she tried to drink the remaining half of the glass. It was just as spicy and uncomfortable, but it brought a perverted pleasure.

The little face was red and very glamorous, and the young man shook his head: "The amount of alcohol is really poor, just pour one cup."

Feeling a little dizzy, she stared: "Whoever has a cup will pour it!"

The son put his arms around her: "Little black tea, why did he make you angry?"

The tears seemed to be unstoppable, the rustling fell down, and her heart was filled with panic, she lay in his arms and cried loudly: "He said that if you are a cultivator, you can marry him as a goddess, but he... seems to be really Lie to me, he wants to marry a fairy and a goddess, I can't become a fairy, and I can't be a goddess!"

The gods also have sweet words to coax people? The son couldn't help laughing and said, "What's the matter? Since he lied to you, you should ignore him from now on."

She cried even more sadly: "I like him."

The son sighed, "Do you still like him when he lied to you?"

She sobbed and didn't answer.

The son raised her face and said in a low voice, "I'm also very sad. I like Xiaohongcha, but she likes others. She doesn't even remember what she promised me."

She immediately raised her face to look at him.

The son looked at her with a brilliance in his eyes that he had never seen before, and his voice was very gentle: "If you can't become a god, then marry me as a wife. I must treat you better than him."

Her face flushed even redder, she panicked, jumped up from his arms and ran out of the door.

The boy didn't stop

Because of that sentence 500 years ago, she has been practicing painstakingly since then, but in the end she found out that it was a lie. It turned out that being a **** is always just a dream, even if you become an immortal, the distance between them is still so far away. Without that goal, is there still a need to keep going?

Time will make people sober. Three days later, she was in a daze in the flowerbed, and the son came again.

"Little black tea, are you still angry?" He squatted down in front of her with a smile.

Suddenly a little nervous, she didn't make a sound.

The son pulled her leaves: "I don't like such days, and you don't like cultivating immortals. If we are together, without him, someone will still like you and love you, isn't it good?"

She couldn't help but said, "You have so many beauties, do you still need to like me?"

The son said: "I only like Xiaohongcha, as long as Xiaohongcha likes me for decades, decades are enough, anyway, I don't live long, you can try it to see if I treat you better than him, how? ?"

She was very strange: "Why do you like me?"

The son said, "Because only you know that I am not happy."

She refused: "You are human, you won't remember me when you are reincarnated in the future, and you will like other girls. I don't want to only like for decades, I want to be good to me forever."

The son said, "I can be reincarnated, and after reincarnation, you will find me and stop me from liking other girls."

She still refused with a blushing face: "No, it's not for human beings and monsters to be together, and there will be punishment in the future, which will make us... ashes."

The son said: "I will bear it for you!"

She was a little startled: "Aren't you afraid?"

The son said, "As long as Little Black Tea likes me, I'm not afraid."

She was silent again.

The son seemed to understand her thoughts and smiled: "I'm not lying to you, really."

He was suddenly recalled to the Huachao Palace. He sat in front of the desk, dressed in splendid robes.

She didn't evade, looking directly into his eyes.

After always clamoring to be a god, he fell in love with mortals so quickly. It really is childlike. It can be seen that the original choice was not wrong. He comforted himself and looked into those eyes. After all, he couldn't say anything to blame, and only sighed softly. He said, "Remember what I said?"

Every time he talked to other fairies, she would feel uncomfortable, but now that she was with other men, he didn't say anything, not even the slightest anger, that sigh finally made her completely desperate, she Said calmly: "Remember, don't have a relationship with mortals, otherwise disasters will befall in the future." Having said that, she lowered her eyes: "But he is very good to me, he has no other beauty, only likes me, and wants to marry I'm a lady."

It finally turned into a love calamity. It turned out that the vision she had hit was actually this! And it was made by him alone! He frowned and said sternly: "The love of mortals is fleeting, how can the immortality be eternal, if you continue to be so self-willed, even I can't save you."

capricious? She was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "I can never be a **** queen, right?"

He was stunned.

"Zhong Xian told me that you've been lying to me," she said with red eyes and proudly raised her face, "Do you really like me? Can I still be your queen?"

He looked at her for a long time, only to answer the last sentence: "No."

she turned away

The light and lingering sound of the qin flew out from the listening bamboo hall, just like his people, showing a sense of romance, as well as joy and satisfaction from the bottom of his heart, like a young man who is proud of spring is laughing at his beloved.

There is also the son who likes her and protects her. The son is so kind to her, and her bitter heart finally feels a touch of sweetness, and she quickens her pace.

In front of the window, Young Master Bai Yi Ruxue sat beside the desk, stroking the strings of the piano, and from time to time he would look sideways at the beauties beside him with a smile, with a doting expression on his face.

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, she stayed far away.

"I only like one small black tea."

"I'm not lying to you, really."

…

"Everyone's love is fleeting", those words are false, even the son is lying to her!

In a daze, she didn't know how she got back to the flowerbed. She sat on the branch, staring at the dark sky in a daze. She had been in the world for nearly a year, and it was hard to escape. What if there is a fate of immortality after a robbery? He has never liked him, and his career in immortality has been persevered by a belief. Now that the previous goal has suddenly disappeared, she doesn't know how to continue.

A hand tapped her shoulder lightly.

She just glanced at him and turned her face back.

Is this little demon doing this because he is angry with him? He wanted to hug her as usual to comfort her, but in the end he didn't. He straightened up: "You have seen it too, the world is not good, you shouldn't be attached to mortal love, you will be able to survive the calamity in three months, don't think too much, I will come to pick you up then."

Silence returned to the flowerbed, she slowly turned her face, and he was nowhere to be seen

In the evening of the second day, the young master came to her as usual, but he didn't get any response even after several reminders.

"Little black tea, come out quickly."

"What's wrong?"

"Come out, I brought you something good."

"…"

Lovely, cynical, without the slightest bit of shame, how annoying that face was, she ignored it, just rolled over and went to sleep with her eyes closed.

Finally, the son left in disappointment.

She opened her eyes to look at the tall figure, closed her eyes again, and felt less uncomfortable. Shemales and monsters have different paths, and they will always be punished by God. He doesn't like her, so as not to end up in ashes in the future, she is also afraid of death. . In other words, she subconsciously still hopes that he will find someone else quickly and stop liking her. What happened now just gave her an excuse and opportunity to distance herself.

But she feels more lonely

Listening to the sound of the qin in the Zhuxuan every night, the smell of loneliness came back, and the son rarely smiled. He would often sit next to the camellia and call her, a small table, and a glass of wine.

The red petals gradually revealed a faint golden color, which meant that the immortal fate was approaching, but she was not excited at all, but felt very tired, and there was an inexplicable melancholy and confusion.

Today, March 15th, is the one year since she came to the world. After today, she will successfully save the calamity and obtain the fate of immortality.

On the couch opposite, the son seemed to be asleep.

Under the gentle sunshine, the white clothes were bright and dazzling, and a few strands of hair cast shadows. It is undeniable that he is a very good-looking man, with raised eyebrows and nose, clear outlines, handsome and masculine, casual but full of charm.

No wonder so many women like him, she is in a daze.

Since he likes other beauties, what does it mean to accompany her every day? She hasn't figured out the reason yet, but no matter what, these days will soon pass, she will leave, and he will soon be drinking with those beauties again.

Dispelling the melancholy in her heart, she realized that there were dark clouds over her head unconsciously.

Will it rain this season? As soon as the thought came out, a cool breeze had already started on the ground.

Feeling wrong, she immediately shook the branches and leaves to make a rustling noise, and wanted to wake him up and go back to the room to take shelter from the rain, but he seemed to be sleeping a little and didn't notice the weather change at all.

The stronger the wind, the thicker the clouds.

How can you sleep like this! She looked at the person opposite helplessly and became uneasy, because she suddenly remembered that terrible catastrophe.

The sky was dark, the sand and stones hit her face, and the strong wind almost knocked her down.

The young master on the other side was finally awakened, got up from the couch, blocked the wind and sand, and said to himself, "How come the rain is coming so fast."

She was angry and funny, and hurriedly retracted her branches and leaves to avoid the wind.

What kind of eyesight the young master is, he immediately noticed her movement, and his eyes lit up: "Little black tea, are you back?"

Did he think she was gone? She was in a daze, and suddenly heard a banging sound behind her, from far to near, extremely heavy, like the sound of heavy objects rolling.

On the **** not far away, a superfluous boulder was originally placed on the top of the high wall. At this moment, it was blown off by the strong wind and rolled down the **** straight here!

robbery! She hasn't succeeded yet! Watching the boulder roll closer and closer, she wasn't afraid, just very discouraged. Anyway, flowers and trees can be transformed in a cycle, and her roots will continue her life. If she is lucky after rebirth, she can still cultivate into a happy little flower. The demon, it's just that he lost his memory. If he doesn't remember him, he doesn't remember the son, wouldn't it be better.

She thought to herself, but suddenly a white shadow rushed in front of her.

The boulder was blocked unexpectedly, making a muffled sound, jumping over her head, and finally falling to the level ground, rolling a few times and never moving again.

She looked at the stone, and at the son in front of her, in a daze.

The blood spit out in a big mouth, and it seems that it will never end. The young master propped up his upper body, grabbed one of her branches with trembling hands, and tried his best to look up at her and smile, his voice blurred: "Is this your robbery? What... So fast?"

The red camellia seemed to have life, emitting a pale golden light.

He promised to protect her and to help her stop the punishment, and he did it, and she survived the disaster safely.

The son bowed his head weakly, unable to speak anymore. He fell on the ground and slowly turned his face to the side. Those frivolous and lonely eyes looked at her, puzzled, expecting, and unwilling.

Tears fell one by one, she knew what he wanted to ask, he wanted to ask why she suddenly ignored him, but didn't he remember what he had done? She saw with her own eyes that he was sitting with the beauty and playing the piano.

A group of people came running from a distance, both men and women, real crying and fake crying. After all, he left such a large family fortune, and they carried him onto the bamboo bed in a noisy way and gradually disappeared.

Those eyes never let go of her, trying to look this way.

No one noticed that the camellias that were still blooming just now had withered their branches and leaves in an instant.