This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

The teenager 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 teenager agreed to her help.

As a result, the next day, she told him that if you want to have feelings, you must get married.

She lowered her head, pulled the corners of her clothes, and shyly looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

The boy still had the same iceberg face, without too many expressions on his face, which also means that his mood did not fluctuate, 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 people in the world, couples go out and go in pairs, the husband and wife are like glue, melody and melody, 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 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 teenager took her back to the old house, which had been empty since her parents died.

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

"Why invite them?"

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

Ling Susu said as a matter of course, "That's what marriage is like. Advertise it widely and tell the world that we are married. From now on, you will be my husband and I will be your wife."

Still puzzled, the young man shook his head and said, "Why tell the world? This is obviously a matter of the two of us."

He doesn't understand the world, and makes Ling Susu angry.

But in the end, Ling Susu chose to compromise. The two of them, without even a witness, completed a not very festive wedding in the young man's old house.

At the wedding, there were a lot of red tape, all of which were passed down from ancient times in the prehistoric world. The young man was immature, and everything was brought by Ling Susu.

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

Ling Susu wore a red hijab and sat shyly at the head of the bed, waiting for the boy to come and lift the hijab for her.

She had instructed the juvenile process in advance and told him that this was an essential ceremony for marriage.

The boy opened the door, walked in, and looked at Ling Susu, who was wearing a red hijab under the red candlelight.

He suddenly had a strange feeling, feeling... It was really a beautiful thing. At this moment, he was extremely eager to have it.

However, looking at Ling Susu who was waiting for him to lift his hijab, he stretched out his hand, but did not dare to lift it.

He seemed to be very close, but also seemed to be far away, and he found that he was not qualified to lift this hood.

This beauty should not be opened by his cold hands.

So, this night, he accompanied Ling Susu and sat 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 abruptly.

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

"I'm already your wife, and I want to pull a woman's bun, you help me."

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

She told the boy how to do it and how to pull it back, but at this moment, he, who has always been known as the one who was born to know, was in a hurry and couldn't pull it back no matter what.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He clearly learned all the steps, but when his hand touched the tip of 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 in a hurry, always messing up Ling Susu's hair.

Ling Susu wasn't annoyed either, she just sat in front of the dressing table and watched her titular husband hold her hair in a bun.

The day after we got married, we spent it in front of the dressing table.

At the end of the day, the young man still failed to pull back, and was driven out of the room by Ling Susu with a smile.

"Let's go, let's go, I don't need you anymore. I don't want to hold you back. When you learn it someday, I'll let you hold me back."

Although the teenager has no feelings, she roughly guessed that she was disappointed in herself.

After leaving, 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 male, and people from the prehistoric era, whether male or female, have long hair, and they can practice for him.

But... every time a woman is by his side, Ling Susu will show an angry expression, so he chooses a boy book boy.

The boy was stunned. When the young man recruited him, he spent a lot of money. He thought he was a rich boy, 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 boy called him to practice every day until the technique became more pure.

In fact, the boy didn't know why his hands trembled when he pulled Ling Susu's hair into a bun.

His heart obviously did not waver, but his hands were shaking.

This matter has been buried in his heart, and Ling Susu is not known.

He planned to wait until he was 100% sure before pulling Ling Susu's hair into a bun.

However, not long after the two got married, Ling Susu started vomiting blood.

In front of the hospital bed, the young man looked at Ling Susu, who was pale and calm.

Even at this moment, his heart is still stable, there is no turbulence, just like when his parents died.

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

"I... may not be able to accompany 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 joys and sorrows."

Ling Susu endured the pain and said softly.

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

The young man looked at this familiar scene, as if he was back in those days, when his parents died, he said the same thing.

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

"I can not do it."

The young man said four words lightly and shook his head.

"No, you can. You are born smart and have no distractions. You can do anything very quickly. As long as you keep doing it, you will definitely succeed!"

Ling Susu clenched the boy's hand and encouraged.

As she got along these days, she knew more and more about the teenager, and she was more amazed that there were such people in this world.

The juvenile has learned a wide variety of things, and he has covered a wide range of fields, but he is specialized in every field he is involved in, even if those masters are slightly inferior to him.

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

"Promise me and shed a tear for me after I die."

The boy did not answer her, she pursed her lips, looked at the boy, and said her last wish.

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

Leaving her a cold and indifferent back.

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

After that, the teenager stayed in the study and never came to see her.

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

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

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

The young man is in the realm of Dao enlightenment, she knows it, and she... was born with physical obstruction, unable to practice, and was even asserted by a master of Dao enlightenment realm that she would not live to be twenty years old.

So she couldn't inediate, she had to eat and rest normally.

After waiting for a long time, she still did not see the boy coming, she finally got angry and made a hunger strike.

Let the boy go to the study and tell the boy that if he doesn't come to see her, she won't eat.

Three days in a row passed, and the boy still did not come to see her.

Suddenly, she was a little disheartened.

Thinking of the cold and ruthless appearance of the young man, she has always tried her best to strike up a conversation from the roadside, follow her all the way to the Broken Heart Cliff, then to the outside of the inn window, then to the marriage bridal chamber, to hold her hair in a bun.

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

The young man didn't talk much, and he was very cold, and there was no wave in his tone.

In these days, no matter how hard she tried, the boy still didn't change at all.

"Forget it, it's okay to die like this, he never took me to heart anyway."

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

It's her birthday and it's her birthday.

Time passed slowly, she was lying on the hospital bed, getting weaker and weaker, her body was blocked, and her qi and blood were not smooth. Seeing that tomorrow was her birthday, she still did not see the figure of the young man.

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

She also wanted to do the last thing for the boy, she wanted to use her own death to leave an indelible figure in the other party's heart.

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

After all, the enlightened realm has a life span of three thousand years. She is a mortal, and she will let the other party remember her for a lifetime.

On the second day~www.novelmt.com~ the sun rose as usual, and she returned to normal, got up from the sickbed, and came to the dressing table.

With a calm demeanor and makeup, from the crescents, to the blush, to the lip gloss, she took care of everything and spent a full day.

Wearing the wedding dress of the year, she turned her head, stroked her long hair, and let her shawl fall, sighing involuntarily.

It stands to reason that women will pull up their hair in a bun after marriage, but hers is still draped like a girl.

She still wanted to wait for the boy to pull her back.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Ling Susu pursed the corners of her mouth lightly, but blood still flowed out.

Her face is old, she is so bright, but she has a dead state.

She knew that she was going to die, and it wouldn't be long before she left this world.

However, when he died, the young man was still cultivating in the study, and he didn't even look at her.

"ended."