Article 489

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Chu Wanning suddenly asked: "Want to learn?"

Mo Ran was startled, and then his eyes widened suddenly. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only nod his head repeatedly, and his handsome little face turned red.

Chu Wanning said: "After morning practice tomorrow, go to the bamboo forest behind the Good and Evil Platform. I will wait for you there."

After he finished speaking, he stepped on the wet stone steps with his white silk shoes, holding on to the oil-paper umbrella, and walked straight down the mountain. Mo Ran stared blankly at Wu Dai's floating back in the wind. After a while, Chu Wan suddenly realized The implication of Ning's words was that his face turned redder in an instant, and his eyes were surprisingly bright.

He no longer cared about the wet ground and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, his childish voice full of enthusiasm and joy.

"Yes, Master!"

"..." This time, Chu Wanning did not agree or stop. He only stood there for a moment, and then continued to walk further. The raindrops hit the umbrella surface, bit by bit, like a harp.

It wasn't until his back disappeared that Mo Ran stood up from the ground. It was only then that he realized that a golden translucent barrier had been opened on top of his head at some point, with five-petal flower shadows flowing, covering him. Gone are the fine wind and rain.

Chu Wanning remembered that when Xue Zhengyong learned about his decision, he was relieved and surprised at the same time. He asked him: "Yu Heng, why are you willing to accept him?"

At that time, he was sitting on the high seat of the platform of good and evil, holding the oil-paper umbrella that Mo Ran gave him in his hand. His slender knuckles seemed to be absent, and he rubbed the clumsy umbrella handle. Finally, he said lightly: "It's convenient." He saves earthworms.”

Xue Zhengyong let out a cry, his leopard eyes widened, looking a bit like a cat.

"Save what?"

Chu Wanning did not answer any more, but looked down at the green bamboo umbrella bones, and gradually there was a little smile.

In the blink of an eye, so much time has passed.

The young man he took as his disciple was honest at first, but later went astray, but fortunately, in the end, the young man grew up into an upright immortal king and did not let him down.

A little lotus-white fingertip poked out of the curtain, and Chu nightning looked at the ink-burning sleeping face from the gap of Xiwei.

That young man is now a handsome and upright man, his facial features are more profound and distinct than before, and his brows and eyes are filled with a steady and mature atmosphere.

It's just the same as before, when Mo Ran falls asleep, his eyebrows will always be slightly frowned. He has been like this since he was a child. The two rows of eyelashes hang very low, as if they are about to be weighed down by heavy worries and can no longer be lifted.

Chu nightning felt a little funny, thinking that this person is young, where does he have so many worries?

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw Mo Ran's curled long eyelashes move slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

"..."

Allen Chu's fingers immediately froze, and he wanted to take his hand back and pretend to sleep.

But Mo Ran is a very strange person. He doesn't quite have the laziness of young people, but rather has the behavior of older people. In other words, he wakes up very quickly.

And inexplicably, he seems to have extremely keen intuition about subtle changes in his sleeping environment - as if he is facing the danger of assassination all year round, and every step he takes is like walking on thin ice.

Before Chu nightning had time to pull his fingertips back from the gap in the tent, Mo Ran's sight had accurately landed on that fingertip.

Chu nightning: "…………"

It was related to Elder Yuheng's face and reputation. At the critical moment, Chu Wanning had an idea and simply turned over. His whole hand stretched out the curtain and hung lazily on the bedside.

From the looks of it, it was not that the curtain was secretly lifted just now, but that the sleeping person turned over, stretched his arms, and inadvertently poked his head out of the curtain.

How could Mo Ran imagine that the serious and rigid Chu Wanning could think of such an idea, and he was easily fooled. He was afraid of waking up Chu Wanning, so he got up lightly.

But he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he grabbed Chu Wanning's exposed wrist and carefully put it back between the quilts. After doing this, after a while, Chu nightning heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

The ink burned out.

Chu nightning stretched his eyes slightly and looked at the hazy sky coming in from outside the door, feeling lost for a long time.

Perhaps it was because he had never expected that he and Mo Ran could be together, and he had never even imagined it in detail, so even after one night, at this time, he still felt that it was all the same as a dream.

In the impression, Mo Ran clearly admired his teacher Mingjing secretly. Over the years, he stood alone behind them and saw everything clearly.

Seeing Mo Ran smiling brightly at Shi Mingjing, watching Mo Ran cooking noodles for Master Mingjing, watching Mo Ran secretly helping Master Mingjing complete the assignment, looking so happy that no one knew.

In fact, Chu Wanning knows all these.

For this reason, he has experienced envy, jealousy, discomfort, and unwillingness.

I thought I was relieved.

In fact, it is not so easy to let go. Even though I know it is absolutely impossible, I still hold my neck and refuse to look back. I bite the bullet and do not want to leave.

Over the years, Chu Wanning himself has asked himself whether such a fruitless wait is worth it, and whether such obsessive waiting is despicable. But I asked myself this question countless times, and every time the answer was the same.

He, Chu Wanning, used to stand by with cold eyes at those heartless people who were obsessed with men and women. He couldn't understand why it hurt so much, and he had to forcefully hold a feeling in his arms. Even though he was bruised all over his body, he refused to throw it away. He doesn't understand that only the karma of asking for but not getting is burned.

Only when it reached his heart could he finally know——

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