I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Yan Jiu didn't expect that Tiandao would come to her aid. The good news was that Zhong Heng was still alive, and the bad news was that he would never see her again. She wanted to object, but Tiandao quickly avoided Yan Jiu's sight. He touched the system and then disappeared with a smile. .

System: [Can he see me?Why are you touching me?Ahhhh, host, I’m dirty! 】

Yan Jiu was in no mood to deal with the system.

She knew that the moon waxed and waned, and people had joys and sorrows, but she couldn't accept it in a short period of time.

Yan Jiu sat beside the coffin dejectedly.

When she sighed for the third time, an invisible hand fell on the top of her hair and rubbed it.

Yan Jiu raised his head sharply.

The lingering fragrance of Clivia brings a warm aftertaste, making Yan Jiu's depression disappear instantly.

The fragrance disperses with the wind.

Yan Jiu sighed, knowing that the master was always there. Perhaps, this was the best outcome for the master.

System: [Will no one be able to stop the host from doing tasks in the future? 】

Yan Jiu nodded slightly.

When the system screamed wildly, Yan Jiu cast her eyes on the black wooden coffin beside her.

Wait until the nine magical instruments stop operating.

The black wood coffin was reopened.

Lang Zongyi, who was still naked, sat up.

Yan Jiu's eyes widened.

What a benefit! ?

Lang Zongyi shook hands uncomfortably, and his body no longer felt as light as his soul.

Just as he was about to express his opinion, he found Yan Jiu staring at him with burning eyes.

Only then did Lang Zongyi realize his situation, and he covered Yan Jiu's eyes tightly.

Yan Jiu was unhappy: "I've seen you outside!"

Lang Zongyi: "..."

Now I still have to see the outside world.

Shortly after.

Lang Zongyi dressed and walked out of the bathroom, and Yan Jiu lay peacefully in the coffin to experience it.

Yan Jiu was curious while experiencing the coffin: "Wu Jiu put Tu Lanyi's bones in the coffin, so who are you who is reborn attached to the bones?"

Lang Zongyi's face does not have Tulanyi's scar, he is still the same young man in his 20s.

Lang Zongyi approached and said, "I'm still me."

Yan Jiu was convinced. She sat in the coffin and stretched out her hands to people: "Well, come on."

Lang Zongyi: "..."

Has the soul not adapted to the body yet?
Why did he hear the strange words?
Lang Zongyi held his head and shook his head, looking like "It's terrible, I'm hearing hallucinations."

Yan Jiu patted the side of the coffin seriously: "Do you want to violate a woman's will?"

Lang Zongyi: "..."

Is this how women wish to be used?

He couldn't keep up with Yan Jiu's rhythm.

Lang Zongyi still remembers what Yan Jiu told him not long ago, that Tiandao surrendered and dissipated and the master took over.

How long has it been.

Yan Jiu's thinking is too fast.

wrong.

What should surprise him is Yan Jiu's enthusiasm.

Lang Zongyi's eyes were filled with confusion: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Yan Jiu, who touched Lang Zong's first hand, paused and tasted the inappropriateness of his behavior as a disciple: "Oops, did I forget to tell senior brother that I like him?"

Lang Zongyi was stunned by the big ball.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he pursed his lips and stayed there for a long time. Various emotions were surging in his eyes, and his nerves jumped repeatedly at the intersection of impulse and restraint.

The feather arrow named "Soft" hit the bull's-eye, making Lang Zongyi feel like he was stepping on clouds.

He desperately wanted to know if it was an auditory hallucination.

Yan Jiu lay beside the coffin, not feeling that it was inappropriate to express her love beside the coffin at all: "I like you. For the sake of being so familiar, give me a chance to pursue you."

At that moment, his regained heart seemed to stop beating, and there was silence like tinnitus.

The affection that had been hidden could no longer be restrained and surged out like an erupting volcano.

The soles of my feet felt numb.

Lang Zongyi closed his eyes and waited for a long time. He slowly knelt on one knee in front of Yan Jiu and shook his head.

Yan Jiu saw the person in front of him shaking his head: "In order to reject me, why do you kneel down and beg for mercy?" Depression enveloped Yan Jiu.

It gave her an inexplicable bitter feeling like drinking three liters of chocolate coffee in one gulp, and she couldn't laugh at all.

Yan Jiu gritted her teeth after being rejected. She decided again and again, not believing that a stone could be warmed.

Before Yan Jiu could show her fake relief, her depression was picked up by a pair of big hands, and what followed was a warm and reliable embrace.

Lang Zongyi carefully held Yan Jiu's face and pressed his forehead against her: "I don't need to chase him."

Yan Jiu hesitated to speak: "As far as our relationship is concerned, it would be too shameless for you not to even give me a chance to pursue..."

When Lang Zong saw that Yan Jiu had misunderstood him again, he frowned and didn't know how to explain it.

When Yan Jiu muttered, Lang Zongyi lowered his eyes and blocked his chattering mouth.

·
the next day.

Chu Liao put her hands on her hips and complained: "Why did you have time to quiet down and talk just yesterday? Humph, this is not the reason for you to fall in love behind our backs!"

He didn't even have the chance to help his sister chase someone, but who knew the two of them were secretly getting along.

Excessive.

How could this joy be missing from him?

Chu's mother tugged at her son, her eyes hiding the emotion of "How can a person come back from the dead?", but it was obvious that Chu Liao's mind was filled only with the joy of joining in the fun and the frustration of not being able to join in the fun.

Father Chu looked at Lang Zongyi, who was sitting upright, and waved to him: "Let's go to the study to talk."

After the two left.

Chu Liao made more accusations: "Don't you think it's less fun to be together without me? Sister, your lovely brother is injured, don't you feel guilty?"

Yan Jiu held her chin and teased Chu Nian: "Nian Nian, do you think my sister feels guilty?"

Chu Nian held the crystal crown that Lang Zongyi bought for her, looking like she had been bribed. After hearing her sister's words, she raised her plump little index finger and shook it.

Chu Nian: "Sister Ji, there is no need to have it."

She puts on cute sunglasses.

While speaking, Chu Nian tried hard to keep the flesh on his face from trembling, looking old-fashioned.

Chu Liao rolled on the spot: "Ah ah ah, is it because I changed my surname to Shen that you don't love me anymore?"

Yan Jiu glanced at Chu Liao with disgust and did not express any opinion on Chu Liao's pretense.

Only the last sentence came.

"Zhong Yu is here."

The words did not fall.

Chu Liao, who was still rolling just now, stood up quickly. He combed his sports shirt in a serious manner, with a calm and steady expression, as if he was not the one who made the unreasonable trouble just now.

When Chu Liao realized that he had been deceived, he became angry and categorically believed that Yan Jiu's behavior was abhorrent, which made him lose trust in his family at a young age, and the result was a burst of laughter from the whole family.

Actor Chu Lian possessed him and covered his heart: "You, you have lost me forever."

Yan Jiu glanced at the person lying beside her legs and looked in the direction of the door: "Zhong Yu? It's true this time."

Chu Liao still didn't get up. Not only did he not get up, but he also played more and more roles: "I am no longer the person I used to be. Today I am Niu Hulu Liao. Don't even think of lying to me!"

Jian Zhongyu: "...Excuse me."

Chu Liao was stunned at first, and then stood up for a second, turning his back to Jian Zhongyu and Yan Jiu and winking.

Yan Jiu spread his hands.

She reminded her.

Why not be trusted~

She is also very distressed.

Jian Zhongyu was invited by Yan Jiu and came to Chu's house to return the coat Chu Liao lent her when it rained a few days ago. She didn't expect to encounter Chu Liao's daily performance moments.

Chu Liao was still thinking about how to explain his behavior and how to maintain his image of being wise and powerful in the eyes of his classmates.

Jian Zhongyu, who had already seen through it and was used to it, stuffed his coat into Chu Lian's arms and took out the bracelet gift for Chu Nian.

Chu Nian sighed seriously.

It’s a sin to be liked too much!

Dad Chu and Lang Zongyi had a great conversation. When they walked out of the study, the living room became even more lively.

Lang Zongyi looked over the crowd at Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu looked back with feeling.

The two smiled at each other.

Listen, the years are still long.

——End of the text.

I thought a lot about the ending, but finally I chose this bland one, hehehe, and the extra chapter~