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    ?

    Mo Ran was asked this way, and his expression was a little hesitant.

    Did I miss him?

    Although the grievances and grievances in the previous life were profound and irresolvable, in this life, Chu Wanning has never done anything wrong with him. Instead, he has protected each other again and again in adversity, and he has suffered from illness.

    It took him a while to slowly say: "Wellhe was injured several times, all because of me"

    Chu WanNing listened to his expression, but felt a little warm in his heart, and just wanted to say something to Mo Ran, but heard him say the second half of the sentence.

    "This kindness is too great, I only hope to help him get better soon, and I don't want to owe him too much."

    The warm thing in my heart seemed to be dead, motionless, frozen into ice.

    Chu WanNing froze for a while before feeling ridiculous.

    Mo Ran has long said that it is nothing more than the relationship between a teacher and an apprentice. It is himself. If there is a little hope, he will throw his head into the flames in a daze, and it is no wonder others are burned to ashes in the end.

    Chu WanNing smiled, that smile must be very ugly, and his nose was ashamed.

    "Don't think too much about it. Since you are his apprentice, there is nothing you owe. Everything is his own will."

    Mo Ran turned his eyes and looked at him: "You, at a young age, always imitate adults with a straight face." As he spoke, he rubbed his head with a smile.

    Chu Wanning was rubbed by him, and he laughed at first, but then slowly a layer of water appeared in his eye sockets, he looked at the bright young face in front of him, and said softly: "Mo Ran, I don't play with you  Yes, let go."

    The tendons in Mo Ran's head were too thick, and he never noticed the strange expression on his face.  What's more, he was used to laughing like this with "Xia Sini" on weekdays, so he still pinched Chu Wanning's smooth and tender cheeks like a child, and gently pulled the corners of his mouth up, making funny faces.

    "Pfft, why is my junior brother angry again?"

    Chu Wanning looked at the childish and young child in the eyes of the other party, and the smile that was played was so ugly, like a sad and ridiculous monster.

    "let go."

    He didn't notice it, and teased him as usual: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, and don't say that you are like an adult in the future, okay? Come on, make up, call me brother~"

    "You let go"

    "Be good, call me senior brother, I'll buy you sweet-scented osmanthus cake later."

    Chu Wanning closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice finally became hoarse.

    "Mo Ran, I'm not joking. I really don't want to play with you anymore. Let go of me, let go, okay?"  But it was already choking, "Mo Ran, I hurt"

    It hurts too much, there is a person in his heart, he carefully hides him in the deepest part of his heart, it doesn't matter if he doesn't like himself, as long as he can silently miss and protect that person, it doesn't matter if he can't get it, whatever.

    But all the tenderness of that person is given to others, and all that is left to him is a thorn in his body.  He held him in his heart, and when that person moved, his heart would bleed profusely. Day by day, the old scars did not heal, and new wounds appeared again.

    So he knew that even if he didn't ask for it, as long as he still had this person in his heart, he would feel pain for a day.

    He didn't know how long he could last in such pain, and when he would collapse.

    Mo Ran finally realized that something was wrong, let go of his hands in a panic, touched his slightly red face, and didn't know what to do in a hurry.  Chu Wanning suddenly felt that it was actually good to be smaller.

    At any rate, I can yell out pain without any scruples, showing an inch of weakness.

    At least he could make him look at him with concern.

    That was something he never even dared to think about.

    In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve is coming.  This is the most lively and leisurely time of the year at the Peak of Death and Life. All the disciples are sticking peach charms and sweeping the snow.  The spells he is good at add to the flavor of the year for everyone.  For example, Elder Tanlang turned a pool of spring water into fine wine.  Elder Xuanji released more than 3,000 fire mice he had domesticated, and asked them to guard each part of the sect to keep everyone warm.  Elder Lu Cun, he cast a spell on the snowmen everyone built, making them run around all over the mountain, shouting "Happy New Year" to everyone.

    Everyone doesn't expect Elder Yuheng to do anything. In fact, Yuheng is still in seclusion. For a long time, he has never appeared in front of everyone.

    Only Xue Meng stood by the window, looking up at the begonia petals falling in the sky at unknown times, and thoughtfully said: "After today, we are leaving, it seems that we still have no chance to see him when we leave   I don't know what Master is doing right now?"

    theHugging the peach blossoms in March and the charcoal fire in October, it was too warm, and kept yelling: "Master, you finally came out. I thought I couldn't see you before I left. You still love us, Master Master  "

    Shi Mei also greeted the past, and bowed down, with a happy expression on his face: "Welcome Master to leave the customs."

    Chu Wanning patted Xue Meng's head, and nodded towards the teacher: "It's a bit late for the teacher, let's go, and stay with you."

    He sat in the banquet, sitting next to Xue Meng, opposite Mo Ran.

    When Chu Wanning came, after the initial excitement, everyone returned to their old habits, and they all sat upright like their masters.  The table was eerily quiet.

    On the table in the middle are various ingredients such as flour, meat stuffed eggs, and a brand new copper plate.

    Mo Ran is the best cook among them, so everyone finally decided to let him direct.

    "Then, I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Mo Ran smiled and said, "Do you know how to roll noodles?"

    No one said a word.

    "Okay, I'll roll the noodles." Mo Ran said, "Shi Mei, the Chaoshou you make is the best, and the stuffing of the dumplings is no different, so you can adjust the stuffing."

    The teacher hesitated for a while, and said: "This there is still some difference, I'm afraid I can't do it well."

    Chu Wanning said lightly: "You can eat as long as you can, don't worry too much."

    The teacher smiled and said: "Okay then."

    "Xue Meng, just help me pass water, roll up your sleeves or something. Just don't help."

    Xue Meng: ""

    "As for Master." Mo Ran laughed and said, "Master, would you like to sit by and drink tea?"

    Chu Wanning said coldly: "I make dumplings."

    "Ah?" Mo Ran was shocked, thinking that his ears were deaf, "What are you going to do?"

    "I said, I make dumplings."

    Mo Ran: ""

    He suddenly preferred to be deaf in both ears.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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