Should I write a love letter or not?

Author: Ming Weiwei

Should I write a love letter or not?

"What that senior sister said does make some sense."

Shu Nong turned his head and glanced at Yan Changan, "I will not sacrifice the sword for him, and he will not kill the devil just for me."

Yan Changan's eyes dimmed slightly, then he turned his head and his eyes fell lightly on her face.

"But she also said something that was wrong." She said to herself, as if she was speaking ordinary household words, with a relaxed tone, "I am not a righteous person. If someone told me before I died, as long as I sacrifice

With the sword, people in the world can take a breather in troubled times, and fewer people will die. I may have to hesitate and struggle for a long time before I have the courage to jump."

"There are many people in ancient books who sacrificed themselves to save the world. If they were me, I don't know if they would have the courage in an instant, rejoice in finding a way to save the world, and die generously. But I couldn't do it at the time, I couldn't do it

Go to death calmly as soon as possible."

"Besides, I didn't know before I died that I was dying for the world, right?" She smiled.

"After I woke up, I learned that Liu Xubai had forced me to sacrifice my sword in order to develop this immortal sword that would save the world. He would kill me for the sake of the world - tsk..."

Shu Nong looked up at the moon and sighed softly: "I often think, if everyone in the world wants to be saved, should I die? But if I don't die, how many more years will humans and demons have to fight? How many more people will die?"

Yan Changan was slightly startled, his throat was slightly choked, and he didn't know what to say.

Shu Nong met his gaze with side eyes and suddenly stared at him very seriously.

Yan Changan's vision trembled slightly. Through the moonlight, he could even see the outline of his own figure in Shu Nong's eyes. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated. In the silence of the night, he heard the sound of wind blowing through the fallen leaves and the beating of the heart in his chest.

His voice seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't even say a word. He couldn't help but lower his eyes and avoid her sight.

"Do you hate Liu Xubai?"

Yan Changan was stunned. He couldn't figure out the meaning of this question for a moment. He just shook his head honestly: "It's impossible to talk about it."

Although he felt that Liu Xubai was particularly annoying these days, he did not have any big grudges with Liu Xubai. Even if he was a little angry, it was because of Shu Nong.

"That's true."

Shu Nong chuckled and asked again: "When I asked you to take me into Cangyuan, you knew that my purpose was to be detrimental to Liu Xubai, so why did you agree?"

For this disciple of the Cangyuan Sword Sect, protecting Liu Xubai means protecting the glory of Cangyuan. Yan Changan didn't need her to worry about it at the beginning. He pointed his sword and readily agreed.

Yan Changan thought carefully and looked into her eyes again: "Maybe I am not a righteous person. Cangyuan, Master brought me back to the sect. He was kind to me. The sect master valued me and gave me a gift.

The secret book magic weapon is also kind to me. The senior brothers and sisters of Wensheng Hall even love and care for me. Lu Wangyi and I have known each other for many years and can be regarded as life and death friends. Except for the above few people, others have nothing to do with me and have nothing to do with me.

I cannot be allowed to choose them when my life is threatened and I am tempted by fame and fortune."

Shu Nong was silent for a moment, nodded, then suddenly stopped and asked abruptly: "Have you finished your love letter?"

".?"

Yan Changan didn't understand how her emotions and thoughts could change so quickly, but he was subconsciously pulled away from his previous emotions by her unexpected question, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

He looked away: "The sword test will be tomorrow."

The implication is that he did not have time to write the love letter she just said yesterday to her today.

Shu Nong's eyes lit up and he came close to his eyes: "Then you promised to write to me? Write to me tomorrow?"

She pestered him like that yesterday and he didn't agree!

Shu Nong entangled him again and circled around him. The veins on Yan Changan's forehead jumped and he walked away.

"Eh——"

Shu Nong caught up with him, bent down and looked up at him with a smile, "As a gentleman says, a horse is hard to catch. When will you write it? There will be a world banquet in two days. Can you write it for me after the competition tomorrow?

I want to see it before the world banquet."

Yan Changan paused for a moment, then suddenly quickened his pace. Shu Nong had to take two steps and then jog a few steps. He followed him and murmured: "Oh, don't walk so fast."

"You are so brave now. How dare you do this to me a month ago?"

"You are relying on me not to kill you now, so your wings have also become stiff."

"Are you going to write or not? Yan Chang'an! Now you dare not listen to what I say. How long has it been?"

"oops--"

Shu Nong suddenly stopped, his eyes turned left and right, his body turned into a spirit body, and he shouted to the person in front who was still rushing forward, "Yan Chang'an, I'm going to be blown away by the wind!"

"...?"

Yan Changan paused and turned around slowly. He saw her thin figure looming in the night. The moonlight was white and the breeze was blowing. He was in a daze, and he actually felt like she was going to be blown away by the wind.

feeling.

He felt that he was starting to get nervous too.

After a moment, Yan Changan showed a speechless expression. He was about to say something to her, but he didn't expect that as soon as he blinked, Shu Nong actually flew up in front of him.

Yan Changan:?

He strode back a few steps and reached out to catch Shu Nong who was off the ground, but his hand passed through her wrist.

Shu Nong chuckled twice and circled around him: "Do you want to write or not?"

Yan Changan pursed his lips, slowly put his hand back to his side, raised his eyes to look at Shu Nong who was swirling around him, his eyes dark.

There are many monks in the world, so flying into the sky is not that difficult. If you don’t have weapons, you can still fly briefly by supporting your body with spiritual power. However, Yan Changan was disturbed by her words about being blown away by the wind, and he subconsciously thought that she

It looks like this because of the wind.

Yan Changan was silent for a moment: "Why don't you let Young Master Song write it for you?"

He heard that Song Lin had been mourning for her for six hundred years. As soon as he saw her return, he changed out of his plain clothes and played with her at the foot of the mountain for a day, returning late at night.

I think these love letters written by him are more sincere than his feelings.

Shu Nong gave him a strange look: "He didn't agree to help me trouble Liu Xubai."

She transformed back into her physical form and landed steadily in front of him, grabbing his wrist and acting coquettishly: "Oh, you write it, you write it. A love letter can be a few hundred words long or a few digits short. You can write one and I will read it."

See what happened?"

Yan Changan looked down at her, Shu Nong was holding his wrist and shaking him around, as if he didn't agree to her entanglement to the end. He even had a feeling that if he didn't agree, she might lie on the ground and act recklessly.

Yan Changan had never seen such a posture since he was a child. He couldn't handle it the first time, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with it the second or third time. He let her sway for a long time, the tips of his ears turned red again and again, and he suppressed a sentence:

"...Shameless."

How could anyone in this world pester others to write love letters for themselves?!

Shu Nong, however, took this as a signal for him to relent, jumped for joy, let go of his hand with satisfaction, patted his shoulder, and said to him the same words as Song Lin: "See you in two days."

Then, she quickly left happily with her hands behind her back. Before he was about to catch up, she suddenly turned around, waved to him, and reminded him with a smile: "You still owe me a spicy pastry.

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Chapter completed!