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    Chapter 19 Yunshan Jun

    The topic changed so quickly that Ye Rong didn't react for a while.

    Ye Rong was stunned. He didn't expect Fu Wenyuan to ask such a jumping question, which made people feel a little overwhelmed.

    the person like? How to chase? Fu Wenyuan looked at such a noble and glamorous person, yet he still had a crush on him? Isn't his domineering president hooking his fingers and letting anyone bow down under his suit pants?

    ——Oh, woman or man, this is the favor from Fu Atlantis Wen Yuan, do you dare to refuse?

    Ye Rong twisted her thighs and jumped out of the magical image, touched her nose, and said embarrassedly, "I'm an idiot in love, if you ask me, you're not afraid that I'll give you bad ideas?"

    Fu Wenyuan stared at his expression, not letting go of his emotions, and asked, "Has Rongrong never been in love? I thought you would have some suitable experience."

    Ye Rong's expression was calm, his eyebrows and eyes softened under the light, as if he was about to smudge into a painting, "The one and only love I had was an extremely unsuccessful... Well, it can't even be called love, relatively speaking, it's more like a joke ."

    Fu Wenyuan's expression was loose and his lips were pursed. He didn't want Ye Rong to recall the past, but he also selfishly didn't want him to forget it so easily.

    Only when he remembered how failed that relationship was in his heart would he not soften his heart and never look back.

    "Why, did that person treat you badly?" Fu Wenyuan asked softly.

    Ye Rong shook his head, looking very relieved about his past loves, "It doesn't matter whether he treats me well or not, the problem is me, I was wrong from the beginning."

    "The opportunity for his appearance was just right, he just helped me unintentionally, but in my opinion at the time, it was tacky to say that I thought he was the one who came to pick me up with my feet on the colorful clouds, and I approached with a whole body of problems. He, take him as an antidote to the desolation in my heart, I'm too thirsty, and he doesn't care whether he wants it or not, so he hates me, and that's right."

    "Actually, I'm just a lunatic chasing mirages in the desert. It's me who treats paranoia as affectionate, harming others and harming myself. It's a big mistake."

    He shrugged and let out a heavy sigh of relief, "But fortunately, I woke up in time! I think I've paid off the troubles I caused him, and I owe nothing to each other... so I'm afraid it's your business. I can't help it, I'm all messed up in this area myself."

    Fu Wenyuan stared at him, his eyes were like melting snow on a volcano, and underneath was the surging viscous lava, "Rong Rong, have you ever thought that maybe in a corner you don't know, someone is loving you silently. "

    That person will love you when it rains, love you when snow falls, love you when he sees the moon, and love you again when the wind blows, even if he has made up his mind to give up and love you no more.

    Ye Rong couldn't help laughing when he heard it, "Who would be so unprofessional? He still loves me silently, and I'm not someone who can love me in RMB!"

    Fu Wenyuan also laughed helplessly, there was really nothing he could do about him.

    Ye Rong joked a few words, then became serious again, turned his head to look at him with bright and clean eyes, "Wen Yuan, if you have someone you really like, you can go after them with confidence, you are a good person, I believe you will succeed. !"

    Fu Wenyuan, who was issued a good person card for no reason, had an unpredictable expression, "...You."

    Ye Rong followed and taught earnestly, as if he was teaching children by example, and said, "But don't be like me, deceive yourself, treat mosquito blood as cinnabar mole, treat paranoia as affection, remember, don't go. wrong way."

    Fu Wenyuan waited for him to finish before replying lightly, "I'm sober, Rongrong, I always know what I want and what I'm doing."

    ...

    Ye Rong's body is not so good. After the cold is cured, it will come back again. After tossing back and forth a few times, he will recover.

    The illness was just right, and he was as impatient as a bird waiting to come out of the cage to peck out the cage and go out to play.

    Fu Wenyuan was responsive again, and Ye Rong said a few words and he compromised without any principle.

    He took Ye Rong to the temple with the Golden Pagoda that they had agreed to go to early in the morning.

    Coincidentally, the weather forecast was not accurate. It rained halfway on the day went, and Ye Rong was not in a good position to get wet again. Fu Wenyuan took off his windbreaker and ran over his head all the way.

    The temple is quiet, but there is a stream of magpies chattering and shaking their hairs under the eaves.

    Fu Wenyuan's shirt was soaking wet, clinging to his flesh, but Ye Rong was carefully guarded by him and barely drenched.

    Seeing that, Ye Rong was about to take off his coat and put it on for him, when Fu Wenyuan raised his hand to stop him, "Farewell, I'm in good health, and I usually rarely get sick, you dress well, and don't get sick again. It's not worth it."

    Ye Rong really wants to ask the boss if you know that you are setting up a flag!

    But he stared at Fu Wenyuan's pectoral muscles, abs, biceps, and biceps that couldn't be covered by his soaked shirt. After thinking for three seconds, he decided to wrap himself tightly first.

    Fu Wenyuan wrung out the wet clothes and put them on, and pulled Ye Rong into the main hall of the temple with a light car.

    After Ye Rong entered, he found that the temple was not worshiping some common and well-known gods, but some relatively rare gods.

    For example, Jun Yunshan, who has never heard of Ye Rong's knowledge blind spot, is in front of him.

    When Ye Rong was still confused, Fu Wenyuan mentioned it at the right time, "This Lord Yunshan is a mountain ghost who crosses Yunshan Mountain, or a mountain god. He only mentioned it briefly in the local chronicles, in order to engage in local tourism. It's normal to take it out and build a temple, I don't know."

    Ye Rong suddenly realized, "So it is."

    Fu Wenyuan lit a piece of incense and handed it to Ye Rong, and continued to explain, "It is said that this Yunshan Jun was extremely infatuated. Because his lover died at the foot of Duyun Mountain, he leveled the mountain in a rage and cut off his own soul. Incarnate as Duyun Mountain, and always stay by your lover's side."

    "So you can worship him and ask for a marriage that will last forever."

    For some reason, Ye Rong couldn't help but feel short of breath while listening to the story of Jun Yunshan, similar to the feeling of heart palpitations when he saw Fu Wenyuan's blood pupils.

    There is no reason to feel that the heart is empty, circling the wind that refuses to return.

    Ye Rong took the incense and planned to pay his respects. He didn't really want to ask for a love that would last forever. He just thought the story was poignant and worthy of worship.

    He raised his head and looked up at the stone statue of Jun Yunshan, but he couldn't look away for a long time as if he wanted to be frozen.

    It always felt weird, but he couldn't tell.

    He turned his face to ask Fu Wenyuan if he also thought the face of Jun Yunshan was familiar.

    But when he turned his head and saw Fu Wenyuan, whose eyes were closed and his eyes closed, he finally realized what was wrong.

    This Yunshanjun's face is exactly the same as Fu Wenyuan's face...

    [The author has something to say: I don't know why Ye Rong's character design has somehow become a human-shaped Tucao machine...

    Writing makes me bald, who can believe I only wrote 2,000 words in four hours! For the sake of this hard-working chicken, remember to leave a lot of comments, darlings!

    Finally, thank you for the reward of the dumpling baby~ and the tickets for the babies! Good night! 】

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