This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

The boy in the inn, and Ling Susu under the window, two people who had no relationship at all, because of Ling Susu's repeated harassment, the boy agreed to her help.

As a result, the next day, she told him that if he wanted to have feelings, he had to get married.

She lowered her head, holding the hem of her clothes, and shyly looking at him from the corner of her eye.

The boy still had that iceberg face, without much expression on his face, which also showed that his mood didn't fluctuate, but he was just considering whether to do it or not.

He always felt that Ling Susu didn't really help him, but to cheat the marriage.

But Ling Susu's last sentence made him agree to her proposal.

"Look at the world, couples come and go, husband and wife are like glue, harp and harp, the relationship is life and death, don't you want to have such a relationship?"

Indeed, he wanted to have it.

This is the obsession deep in his heart, and he longs to know what it feels like.

It seems... as long as he has it, his mission is over.

The boy took her back to the old house, which has been empty since the death of her parents.

The two of them spent a few days cleaning the house, and Ling Susu finalized all the marriage details. When asked which relatives and friends to invite, the young man was a little puzzled.

"Why invite them?"

In his view, getting married is a matter of two people.

Ling Susu took it for granted: "This is what marriage is like. Spread the word and tell the world that we are married. From now on, you will be my husband and I will be your wife."

The young man was still puzzled, shook his head and said, "Why did you tell the world? This is obviously a matter between the two of us."

He was ignorant of the world and made Ling Susu angry.

But in the end, Ling Susu still chose to compromise. The two of them, without even a witness, completed a not-so-festive wedding in the teenager's old house.

At the wedding, there were many red tapes, which were passed down from ancient times in the prehistoric world. Ling Susu brought everything with him because the young man was ignorant of the world.

After worshiping heaven and earth and their parents, the two entered the bridal chamber.

Ling Susu was wearing a red hijab, sitting shyly on the head of the bed, waiting for the boy to come and lift the hijab for her.

Beforehand, she told the young man about the process and told him that this is an indispensable ceremony for getting married.

The young man pushed open the door, walked in, looked at Ling Susu wearing a red hijab under the red candlelight, the candlelight was flickering, the glacier in his heart that had never melted for thousands of years seemed to melt a little.

He suddenly had a strange feeling that feelings... are really a beautiful thing, and at this moment, he is extremely eager to have it.

However, looking at Ling Susu who was waiting for him to lift the hijab, he stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to lift it off.

He seemed very close, but also seemed very far away. He found that he was not qualified to lift the hijab.

This beauty should not be opened by his cold hands.

So, this night, he just accompanied Ling Susu, sitting on the other side of the bed.

Ling Susu thought he had forgotten and reminded him several times, but he was indifferent, making Ling Susu tremble with anger.

Finally, the groom was driven out of the bridal chamber.

The wedding night ended so hastily.

The next morning, Ling Susu got up, sat in front of the dressing table, and called the boy.

"I'm already your wife. If you want to tie a woman's hair in a bun, help me."

The boy looked at her and said one word: "Okay."

She told the young man what to do and how to pull him back, but at this moment, he, who has always been hailed as born knowing, was in a hurry and couldn't pull him back no matter what.

He didn't know what happened to him, he had learned all the steps, but when he touched Ling Susu's hair, his heart always throbbed.

Especially looking at the smile on the corner of her mouth in the mirror, he became more and more flustered, always messing up Ling Susu's hair.

Ling Susu was not annoyed, she just sat in front of the dressing table, watching her nominal husband put a bun on her hair.

The second day after getting married, I just spent it in front of the dressing table.

At the end of the day, the boy still couldn't get it done, and Ling Susu drove him out of the room with a smile.

"Let's go, let's go, I don't need you anymore, I won't hold it anymore, I will let you hold it for me someday when you learn it."

Although the boy had no feelings, he roughly guessed that she was disappointed in herself.

After he left, he went to recruit a book boy, not to accompany him to study, but to...

Instead of Ling Susu, let him practice pulling his hair in a bun.

The book boy is a man, and all people in the wild, regardless of gender, have long hair, so they can practice for him.

But... Ling Susu would show an angry expression every time there was a woman by his side, so he chose a male book boy.

The book boy was very surprised. When the young man recruited him, he spent a lot of money. He thought he was a rich man, but when he came to the house, he found that there were only two people in the huge yard.

Moreover, he did not come to study, but to be an experiment.

The teenager summoned him to practice every day until the technique became purer.

In fact, the young man didn't know why his hands trembled when he tied Ling Susu's hair in a bun.

His heart was obviously not disturbed, but his hands were shaking.

This matter has been buried in his heart, Ling Susu did not let Ling Susu know.

He planned to wait until he was 100% sure before giving Ling Susu a bun.

However, not long after the two got married, Ling Susu began to vomit blood.

In front of the hospital bed, the young man looked at the pale Ling Susu with a calm expression.

Even at this moment, his heart is still stable, without waves, just like when his parents passed away.

Although the world tells him that he should show sadness at this time, but... that is a disguise after all, and it doesn't make any sense.

"I...may not be able to stay with you all the time."

Ling Susu raised her hand and stroked his cheek.

"Actually... you should smile more, and have more expressions on your face to show your emotions."

Ling Susu endured the pain and said softly.

She is the only one in the world who knows that teenagers have no feelings.

Looking at this familiar scene, the young man seemed to have returned to the past. When his parents passed away, they said the same thing.

They looked at themselves lovingly and told him that he should smile more, be angry when he should be angry, and be sad when he should be sad.

"I can not do it."

The boy said four words lightly and shook his head.

"No, you can, you are born smart, you have no distractions, you can do everything quickly, as long as you persist in doing it, you will be able to succeed!"

Ling Susu held the boy's hand tightly, encouraging him.

During these days of getting along, the more she knew about the boy, the more she was amazed that there were such people in this world.

The young man's studies are extremely diverse and diverse, and he covers a wide range of fields, but he is specialized in every field he covers, even if those masters are slightly inferior to him.

Perhaps it is precisely because he has no feelings that he can be so undivided and concentrate on doing everything well.

"When I die, promise me and shed a tear for me."

The boy didn't answer her, she pursed her lips, looked at him, and said her last wish.

The boy still didn't make a promise, he just turned around and left.

She was left with a cold and light back.

She smiled bitterly, she didn't blame him, it was too difficult to help the boy have feelings.

Since then, the boy has been staying in the study and never came to her.

Some meals and daily life are taken care of by book boys.

She asked Shutong several times what the boy was doing, but Shutong said he didn't know either.

Because the boy stayed in the study and never came out.

The young man is at the level of enlightenment, and she knows it, but she... was born with a blocked body, unable to practice, and was even asserted by an expert at the level of enlightenment that she would not live to be twenty years old.

So she can't fast, she needs to eat and rest normally.

After waiting for a long, long time, but the young man did not come, she finally acted in a fit of anger and went on a hunger strike.

Ask the book boy to go to the study and tell the boy that she won't eat unless he comes to see her.

Three days passed, and the boy still didn't come to see her.

Suddenly, she became disheartened.

Thinking of the cold and ruthless appearance of the young man, she has worked hard on everything from striking up a conversation on the side of the road, following him all the way to Broken Heart Cliff, then outside the inn window, to getting married in the bridal chamber, and pulling his hair in a bun.

Every time she was with the boy, she couldn't feel a trace of friendship, just like being next to an iceberg.

The boy didn't speak much, and he was very cold, even without any waves in his tone.

These days, no matter how hard she tried, the boy still hasn't changed a bit.

"Forget it, it's fine to just die like this, anyway, he never cared about me."

The reason why she wanted to see him so much was because it would be her twentieth birthday in a few days.

It's her birthday, and it's also her death day.

Time passed by slowly, she was lying on the hospital bed, she was getting weaker and weaker, her body was blocked, her energy and blood were not flowing smoothly, and seeing that tomorrow was her birthday, there was still no sign of the boy.

The book boy came several times to persuade her to eat, but she just refused to eat stubbornly.

She still wants to do one last thing for the boy, she wants to use her own death to leave an indelible figure in the boy's heart.

Let him live in guilt for the rest of his life, although... it is very likely that the other party just regards her as a passer-by in his life.

After all, the Dao Realm has a life expectancy of three thousand years. She is a mortal, so what can she do to let the other party remember her for a lifetime.

On the second day, the sun rose as usual, and she returned to the light, got up from the sick bed, and came to the dressing table.

With a calm demeanor, she put on makeup, from crescent eyebrows, to blush, to lip gloss, she dressed up with care, and it took a whole day.

Wearing the wedding dress back then, she turned her head, caressed her long hair, let out a sigh as the shawl fell off.

It is reasonable to say that after marriage, women will wear their hair in a bun, but hers are still draped like a girl.

She still wanted to wait for the boy to hold her.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Ling Susu pursed her lips slightly, but blood still flowed out.

The beauty is old, she is so bright, but she has a dead look.

She knew that she was going to die, and she would leave this world in a short time.

However, until his death, the boy was still practicing in the study, and he didn't even come to see her.

"it's over."

Sorry everyone, this chapter was wrongly uploaded, it is another novel I wrote, I will ask the editor to correct it tomorrow, the subscription book currency should not be billed repeatedly.

Kowtow again.