Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me

When Lin Zhizhi went back, Ya Xuan had been waiting for him at the door of the house all morning.

He is not very old, younger than Lin Zhizhi-but perhaps because of his childhood experience, he seems to be much more mature, and he has a natural distrust of others. Even if facing the elder Taishang who had already performed the apprenticeship in Biyunmen, he still looked aloof and arrogant, and he would come directly if he wanted to come to the outside door. Only facing Lin Zhizhi, who walked with him from the cabin, could it be called "not a distinct change in expression"-this was in sharp contrast to the little Phoenix.

Feng Qin has been born for a long time, but he has been favored since childhood, innocent and simple. The feelings Little Phoenix paid was like a burning flame, hot and eager. In his bright and direct world, to like is to like, to hate is to hate, like a person of course to chase him, there is no need to struggle.

Yaxuan is different. He is precocious, sensitive and proud. Such people seldom give affection to others, because in most cases, they always get hurt. When he finally decided to pour a little bit of affection on another person with pity, it was equivalent to giving the other person the right to stab him.

This requires a lot of trust and determination.

——Although later, he was surprised to find that before Lin Zhizhi hurt him, he had already violated him by accident.

At the same time, what was even more embarrassing was that in the tide of pain, there was still a little bit of joy and joy hidden.

——If you take your own responsibilities, do you no longer have to worry about this person leaving?

—— Hold the opponent's outstretched hand firmly, shouldn't it fall back to the darkness again?

——Using such a gloomy approach, can you just monopolize him?

Ya Xuan was very afraid of such self. He stood in front of Lin Zhizhi's door all morning, motionless, desperately suppressing the emotions in his mind.

Until he saw Lin Zhizhi who came back.

The black-haired young man walked up in the wind, his robe was graceful, his eyebrows and eyes were carefully crafted like heaven, and his appearance was immortal. No matter how beautiful the mountain scenery is, he is not as graceful as he is.

Ya Xuan had never seen him like this. He has seen the other party's severely wounded and dying embarrassed, turned into a mortal downfall, and what's more, he has the appearance after eroticism-even these times he is very beautiful, let alone what he is now. Ya Xuan even vaguely understood in his heart that he should be such a tall and arrogant man from birth.

Even though Yaxuan himself now has outstanding cultivation potential, he still believes that there is a huge difference between the two sides. He was like a light falling off a cliff by accident, always going back.

No one can keep him.

How can one expect a light to stay in the darkness forever?

But if the light is gone, how will the creatures who stayed in contact with the light survive?

Lin Zhizhi was stunned when he saw Ya Xuan who was standing still, his eyes moved from the breakfast box placed in the window and some medicines back to the top of the other party's head——[Ya Xuan, Favorable Index 92, Attitude is Confused]...

confuse? Confused?

Young Master Lin was a little puzzled. He was praised in shame at the Spirit Medicine Pavilion just now, and he was in a good mood at this time, and he rarely took the initiative to speak, and walked to Yaxuan: "I just went out, thank you for these."

Ya Xuan did not answer. The juvenile’s misty eyes stared at Lin Zhizhi’s face for a long time, watching the other person open the breakfast box, holding out a bowl of white porridge and side dishes, taking a spoon and taking two sips before hesitatingly asked: "You have recovered. Up?"

He asked vaguely, but Lin Zhizhi understood what he meant: "Well, it's all right."

Ya Xuan came to Lin Zhizhi's side and brought the medicine and the box into the room without any doubt: "Come in and eat, you only yesterday...that way, take a break."

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

——No, I really haven't been stuffed with soy sauce! I have said it thousands of times, you are the emperor who lives in your own world!

Lin Zhizhi followed Yaxuan in, watching him skilfully guarding the side dishes and medicines to the edge of the table, then brought the chair and threw a layer of soft cushion on it, almost dreaming of returning to the cabin.

Ya Xuan pulled Lin Zhizhi to sit down, and then he went to the door of the room, closed the door with his own hands, and let the darkness occupy most of the room. He himself sat opposite Lin Zhizhi, supporting his chin with his hands crossed, watching the other's movements.

The faint light spilled in from the crack of the door and the window, illuminating the side of Ya Xuan's face. His eyes were a bit dark, and he broke the stagnant atmosphere word by word: "Can you tell me who you are?"

"You were badly injured, you went to the Biyun Gate, and when you recovered, you didn't look for the original division or family... You are not from this area, are you?"

Lin Zhizhi frowned for his tone.

Ya Xuan's questioning was more similar to questioning, which made him a little disliked.

"Are you going to leave soon?" This was the last sentence that Ya Xuan asked. When he said this, the boy's voice trembled a little, and Lin Zhizhi inexplicably reminded Feng Qin.

When he left Luoxian Sword Sect to build a foundation, Xiao Fenghuang once asked him this way-just to be softer and more coquettish.

The black-haired boy attributed all these emotions of Yaxuan to "the master plot of the young bird." He didn't want Ya Xuan to pay much attention to him, nor did he want to make this poor child sad, so Lin Zhizhi put down the spoon and replied patiently: "Of course I will leave. You will concentrate on following the master's practice can."

Ya Xuan said stiffly: "I...I will really be responsible, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, can you not leave?"

Lin Zhizhi paused for a moment. This time he finally decided to take the curve of saving the country. He no longer heard soft words (?): "Ya Xuan, what I have said is true. It is another person, but I can't tell you. his name."

"But when you first came to this mountain, you didn't know anyone--are those servants? They forced you?" Ya Xuan said with a sullen face. At the end of this remark, there was a murderous intent, as if Lin Zhizhi would immediately rush to the next door to kill them if he nodded.

Young Master Lin's face was indifferent and shook his head.

——Lin Zhizhi suddenly realized at this moment that he was caught in a huge dilemma: either admit that the Demon Lord is his secret lover(?), or admit that he is proficient.

It seems that both are pitfalls?

Ya Xuan continued to ask: "Or those other disciples? They see you as good-looking, just..."

Seeing that the other party had already woven another scene, Lin Zhizhi interrupted him coldly: "It's none of your business."

This sentence of clarifying the relationship is like a basin of ice water, pouring immediately on Ya Xuan's already angry mind.

They once cuddled with each other, better than mentors and disciples, saved each other's lives, and spent so long days and nights.

But in the end, it was still nothing.

Ya Xuan felt that at this time, he almost had to go back to the wooden house that was the enemy of the world.

The affection degree on the top of the teenager's head changes in real time, and it suddenly changes to: [Ya Xuan, the affection degree index is 93, and the attitude is that he wants to marry. Current blackening index: 20%. 】

Lin Zhizhi: Meow meow? ?

The long-lost system’s fragile voice said in Lin Zhizhi’s ears: "Attention, this is the second person to turn on the blackening value! The person who turns on the blackening index will be extremely dangerous-I just woke up. Going to sleep?"

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

——Wait! What happened the morning he left! Who will tell him why a candidate who can be his obedient little apprentice(?) suddenly shows signs of blackening? ! Wasn't he always this attitude before? Why is it blackened after just one sentence? !

Ya Xuan hadn't noticed that the black-haired boy opposite him was in a dazed state. Now although he is in the Biyun Gate, he only feels that his heart has sunk at the foot of the cold and deep mountain.

He told the other party everything frankly and almost opened his heart. His life experience, his parents, everything about him... but he didn't know Lin Zhiyi.

When Lin Zhizhi left completely, then only memories were left to him.

Ya Xuan couldn't control herself.

——Ya Xuan was originally not such a character, and it should not be. Only recently, after mistakenly thinking that he was drunk and messy, those images have been playing back in his mind, as if another self is gradually being generated.

His restraint suddenly became so insignificant.

——In fact, without Lin Zhizhi, after Yaxuan's patience for a long time, after his talent was discovered by the Biyunmen, and separated from the ignorant villagers, what was left would only be the desire for strength. Only the appearance of Lin Zhizhi made Ya Xuan transfer this desire to him.

Ya Xuan stood up abruptly, staring complicatedly at the cold black-haired boy in front of him.

——Even at this moment, his heart was already rolling, but the other party was not affected at all. He began to imagine that he kissed him and then **** him as if he was drunk, destroying his mask...

But he can't.

"Sorry, I... I still have something." Ya Xuan finally suppressed the swelling desire for destruction. He ran away hurriedly, leaving Lin Zhizhi with a hurried back.

Lin Zhizhi did not understand him.

In the eyes of the young master of the Lin family, this guy turned on the blackening mode inexplicably and then ran away by himself-and then he thought of the first good black friend Su Yu.

So, this hell-increasing favorability is actually not [moving the world of mentorship] but [I want to be responsible for you and want to fall for you] feelings...?

It's a dog.

Lin Zhizhi was sitting on the soft cushion, and the medicine and porridge placed on the table were reflected in those beautiful black eyes. He didn't say anything, just thinking that Biyun Gate is not a place to stay for a long time after all, so let's leave early.