I, Qing Huan

Nanyang shouldn't have come back so late.

She should have come to her when Qinghuan was eighteen years old, and knew her when she had just walked out of the high school campus, out of the youthful and immature. She should hold her hand, accompany her to every elective class, watch her run on the red track in the playground, watch every drop of sweat she spills under the basketball rack, and give it to her when she needs it. Use the refreshing mineral water just taken out of the refrigerator. She should always be by her side, accompany her through the university growth bit by bit. She should talk to her about the most suitable love at her most suitable age. Don't let her experience unnecessary disappointments and frustrations. Let her know how beautiful and long this is when she first comes into contact with love.

But what she didn't expect most was that she met Jiang Banxia before that.

Jiang Banxia is a Chinese-Australian mixed, and he was a neighbor of Nanyang when he was in Australia.

They live in a very remote place. Both Jiang’s family and Nanyang are quiet people. Several independent small houses are scattered among the woods. There is morning mist in the morning and the magnificent glow in the evening. Except for the few people, it can be called a fairyland on earth. But because of this, Jiang Banxia has no friends since she was a child, and her neighbors have no children of her age, so she can only play alone. A person takes a car to a remote elementary school to class, a person hides in a tree house made by father to play with Barbie dolls, eats alone, sleeps alone, and a daze.

I don’t know when it started. Jiang Banxia slowly fell in love with the beautiful woman next door. She likes to lie down on the fence and watch Nanyang watering the flowers. She also likes to sit on the big tree and watch Nanyang swing on the swings. She feels that everything in Nanyang is It is so charming. When Nanyang is in the morning mist, it is like the morning mist. When Nanyang is in the sunset, it is like the sunset. When Nanyang eats donuts, it is cute, and it is also when squatting on the side of the road to tease a stray puppy. Cute, even a small sneeze after catching a cold is cute. She always sent food to Nanyang and chatted with Nanyang. From her immature age of eight, she depended on her until she grew into a mature and beautiful woman.

Jiang Banxia feels very strange that Nanyang will not grow old. She will always be around twenty years old, but she doesn't know why. She wanted to explore, and she was curious about everything in Nanyang.

Once Liu Zhen went to Australia to visit Nanyang, Jiang Banxia accidentally heard him call Nanyang "Old Ancestor". She was very curious and followed Liu Zhen. Liu Zhen noticed her and asked her why she was following her. She said that she liked Nanyang, she wanted to know Nanyang, and she wanted to know why he called her that way.

Liu Zhen asked, do you really like her so much?

Jiang Banxia nodded repeatedly, I like it, I like it very much.

Liu Zhen smiled comfortingly and asked, do you want to follow her for the rest of your life?

Yes, of course I do.

Okay, then you can be my heir.

From then on, Jiang Banxia knew Nanyang's secret and the reason for her immortality.

They didn't let Nanyang know about this. Because Liu Zhen felt that Jiang Banxia was not enough to appear in front of Nanyang as a successor, he still wanted to teach her more, he wanted to give Nanyang a mature enough guardian.

After Jiang Banxia knew Nanyang's secret, she loved her like crazy. She was born in Australia. Although she is half of Chinese descent, she has never returned to China. She yearns for the mysterious east. Nanyang, an ancient person who came three thousand years ago, has a fatal attraction to her. She especially likes to chat with Nanyang. Although Nanyang lives in Australia, she doesn't communicate with people often. She doesn't speak English well, so she always squats. As soon as she spoke English, Jiang Banxia stared at her lips, listening to those jerky words, she didn't want to kiss her for a second.

She knew that Nanyang was waiting for a person named Qinghuan.

When Qing Huan was eighteen years old, Liu Zhen sent a message to Jiang Banxia that Nanyang was returning to China. Jiang Banxia cried all night, she was almost jealous, and the person she liked so much was going to find another woman. On the second night, she secretly took away Nanyang's ID card and passport, drove them for twelve hours overnight, and threw them into the Murray River.

Nanyang’s ID card had already expired, and it was even more difficult. She has been unable to find her ID card and passport. Because of the disparity between her appearance and the age on the ID card, she could not go to the embassy for help, and she just delayed it until it expired. While Mei Zhongli was trying to create a new identity for her in China, some major events happened during that time, and various wind directions were tight. Although Mei's contacts are wide, some things can't be done by a wide network. . So this delay is six years. Six years later, after the influence of those things gradually passed, Mei Zhongli gave her a new identity and allowed her to return to China smoothly.

Nanyang discovered as early as six years ago that it was Jiang Banxia who had taken her ID card and passport. She didn't know what the child was thinking, but she did not expect that she would imprison herself by her side in this way. Long. In six years, Qing Huan grew from eighteen to twenty-four. She missed the best time in her life. She failed to protect her by her side, and she gave birth to such a sharp and hard heart wall. .

Therefore, after she returned to China, Mei Zhongli could only use marriage to forcibly tie Qing Huan to her side.

Therefore, at the beginning of this story, they became so helpless and embarrassed.

She thought that after she left Australia, Jiang Banxia would disappear into her life. She thought that Jiang Banxia was young after all, and there was no entanglement in the future, so she didn't tell the three domestic heirs about it. But she couldn't imagine that Jiang Banxia had caught up with Liu Zhen early and became one of her disciples. Now, he returned to his country and stood in front of him.

"What do you want?" Nan Yang kept his sanity and looked at the woman in front of him coldly.

"I heard that you are already married, right?"

"Yes."

Jiang Banxia smiled bitterly, "...You really like her so much. You have liked her for three thousand years. Isn't she the one?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"I have seen your interviews and photos. She doesn't love you at all. Every time she is with you, she deliberately keeps a distance. You have been back for so long, and she still hasn't recovered the memory at all. In her life What if you can’t remember? Are you just being a widow? Guarding a woman who will never love you?"

"..."

"Look at me, am I not as good as her?" Jiang Banxia's eyes were painful that could not be ignored. "Am I not as good-looking as her? Am I not braver than her? What is so good about her to let you be here? In such a humble marriage, do you want to go on stubbornly? Have you been married to her for so long, have you been in bed? I guess she never even let you kiss, right? As long as you want, I can kiss you and love you anytime , Give you everything you want, I can die for you, and I can stay with you forever, why can’t you try to like me?"

Nan Yang looked up at her.

Suddenly, Nan Yang evoked a joking smile.

"You deserve it too."

She said in the coldest voice of her life.

Jiang Banxia was stunned. Nan Yang had never looked at herself with such eyes, as if she had just heard a big joke.

She was completely driven into despair by Nan Yang's simple three words.

Before coming, she kept persuading herself that as long as she was brave enough, she would have the opportunity to impress her. But just now Nanyang uttered those three words in that tone, and she suddenly realized that she might be just as inconspicuous as dust to Nanyang. She and Qinghuan have been fettered with each other for three thousand years, like two twined vines, the tighter and tighter they are, the longer and more prosperous, and she is a little ant who can't help it, even trying to gnaw their branches and leaves. , Arrogant and ridiculous.

Are you worthy?

Nan Yang's face was expressionless, he didn't want to continue wasting time here, and wanted to bypass Jiang Banxia and leave.

Jiang Banxia immediately blocked her way subconsciously, "Nanyang, I..."

"roll."

Nan Yang did not squint, and uttered a word coldly.

"Nanyang..."

"Are you deaf?" Nan Yang looked at her with disgust in his eyes, "Go away."

Jiang Banxia stubbornly stopped her without giving in a step.

Nan Yang raised his hand, waved a burst of internal force, and easily lifted Jiang Banxia aside. With a **** for venting her anger, her hands were heavy. Jiang Banxia snorted and slammed into the wall. One staggered and fell to the ground, clutching her chest with painful face, and there was blood flowing along the corners of her lips. Nasty.

"You..." Jiang Banxia was sweating profusely, looking at Nan Yang incredulously.

"I usually treat people with kindness. It doesn't mean that I am really good at bullying." Nan Yang looked at the embarrassed woman on the ground. "You have to understand one thing. I was a lord three thousand years ago. I killed him. You can fill a morgue in a city. You'd better not come to provoke me or disturb my wife, otherwise, I will let you feel the law of the world three thousand years ago."

After that, Nan Yang looked away and walked away in the corridor with her unhurried steps.

"Nanyang!!!"

Jiang Banxia shouted loudly with blood in it, tears couldn't stop running from the corner of his eyes.

Nanyang didn't look back.

She walked so indifferently, as if she had just left a beggar who had just given away a few dollars. Or, left a vicious dog that barked at her after a few mouthfuls of warm water.

Jiang Banxia watched her slowly walking away in despair.

She grew up abroad. In her world, there is no distinction between high and low. Everyone is equal, so she can go after what she likes recklessly.

But at this moment, she suddenly discovered that for Nanyang, people are high and low.

Under normal circumstances, Nanyang treats people without class distinctions, and she is equally polite and alienated to everyone. But once she wanted to approach her, want to blaspheme her, an expression of incomprehension appeared on Nan Yang's face.

Yes, she did not understand.

She didn't understand why such an ordinary person dared to covet herself.