Star Iron, but the amount of animation

After soaking for another ten minutes, Jing Yuan finally woke up slowly.

We sat inside and chatted, and time passed quickly.

Jingliu and Jingyuan are not like Anjing. They no longer need to replenish energy by eating. They still need to eat.

Seeing that both of them had difficulty moving, An Jing was prepared to cook reluctantly to show off his great character, but after being scolded by Jing Liu, he had no choice but to help in the kitchen.

It's sad that kindness is taken for granted.

Damn it, if I can’t kill you, how can I save you?

After dinner, there is no time to walk today. I have to go to bed early because I have to go to work in Shen Ce Mansion tomorrow.

Logically speaking, with the boy's current strength, fame and ease of finding, there would definitely be many people who want to make friends with him, but unfortunately everyone knows that he hates trouble, so he is unexpectedly free now that he has just returned.

So the days passed slowly, and everything seemed to have returned to its former peace.

Of course, we are only talking about the matter, not the people.

He naturally also knew that Jing Liuqian had fallen into the evil spirit realm. Although the severity was not serious, the situation was still not optimistic.

Moreover, the triggering factor of her demonic body seemed to be closely related to him.

To be honest, it’s a bit of a headache.

He had no idea what to do when he went on a mission next time.

Could it be possible that he really wanted to take Luofu Swordsman with him?

Alas, it’s not easy, not easy.

Even if we put aside the possibility that he was out on a mission, her exponentially increasing possessiveness was enough for him to bear.

Plus, there's Jing Yuan who's unwilling to be outdone, so life at home can be described as a mess.

It would be fine if there were only these two...

An Jing stood on the street, leaning against a tree, and looked down at the time.

There is also a Dragon Lord who has received green plums from heaven.

I made her angry and left that day, and there has been no news from her since then. I don’t know if she will come to the invitation this Sunday.

He felt that it probably wouldn't happen.

Hopefully she won't.

Because it seemed a bit too much last time, An Jing came a little early today.

I stood at the agreed place and the agreed time had arrived, but I didn’t see the other person.

Standing is a bit tiring and stupid, so I just find a step to sit on.

Glancing at the time displayed on the jade sign, one minute had passed since the agreed time.

There was still no sign of Danfeng.

The boy dropped his arms on his knees and looked up at the sky.

He thought about it and decided to continue waiting.

Did she also wait for a long, long time like this that afternoon hundreds of years ago?

Alas, what a bad fate.

Shaking his head, An Jing put his head on his arms, closed his eyes, felt the gentle breeze caressing him, and then slowly fell asleep with it.

Carefree people always have no dreams, but they are also easy to wake up.

A few traces of coolness dripped onto his skin, waking him up a little.

An Jing opened his eyes, and there was still some of the confusion that young boys like to indulge in.

Ah, is it raining today?

Rain is an indispensable part of Xianzhou culture, so even now when people have the ability to manipulate the weather, Xianzhou will occasionally create artificial rainfall.

He thought maybe he should check the weather forecast in advance.

The boy was afraid of trouble and sometimes wanted to be lazy, so he ignored the girl's unwillingness to add a condition to the agreement: if it rained that day, the trip that week would be cancelled.

Oh, trouble, trouble.

I'll come again next week.

An Jing sighed.

The rain is getting heavier.

Volume 1: Chapter 110: It’s not like I’m going to cheat on you.

From the first few drops, tiny and imperceptible raindrops, in just half a minute, they wove a net with no loopholes, almost covering him completely.

The boy sat on the steps but didn't move.

It didn’t seem to matter to him whether it rained or not. After all, he wouldn’t catch a cold and he wasn’t afraid of getting his clothes wet.

So keep waiting.

Wait until Jingliu and Jingyuan come to find him, then go back.

Perhaps because of the rain, the number of pedestrians on the streets has visibly decreased.

There weren't actually many of them when he came, and now there are almost no traces. There are only a few of them when it rains in a month, and everyone remembers them.

The warm yellow light from the shops on both sides shines through the rain curtain onto the street, the warm and cold colors interweave together, yet also harmoniously. The few scattered oil-paper umbrellas are mostly carried in groups, so they are not lonely.

He seemed to be the only one who was really alone.

The rain wet his hair, then dripped down his hair and landed on his clothes, soon soaking him like a drowned chicken.

He was not on the highest step. Water would slide down and accumulate on the higher steps, so he simply moved to the highest step. At least his pants would be less weighed down.

After sitting down, the young man propped up his chin and began to stare blankly again.

He heard a few footsteps behind him, but he didn't pay much attention, thinking they were just passers-by. It wasn't until a round shadow enveloped him and the dripping raindrops disappeared that An Jing, who was somewhat absent-minded, came to his senses.

what's the situation?

He blinked.

Jingliu and Jingyuan wouldn't come so soon.

Looking up, I saw a blue oil-paper umbrella being held by a hand. Looking in the direction of the hand, I saw a pair of familiar blue eyes.

The dragon girl stood behind the young man, holding a paper umbrella to shield him from the rain.

The paper umbrella seemed a little thin and could not cover the two of them. The woman helped him block the raindrops, but her own black hair got wet.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

An Jing stood up and smiled.

Dan Feng pursed her lips: "I am not you after all."

There was a sting in her words, which came out stiffly.

The boy didn't care and moved closer to her.

It is really shameless to hang someone out under the umbrella they hold.

But the umbrella was too small. If they wanted to cover them completely, they would have to hug each other.

Although this was not their last meeting, it also had some meaning of breaking up. An Jing did not have any strong desire to keep her, and naturally did not want to take advantage of her, so he reached out and grasped the umbrella handle, and the tiny roots wrapped around it and gradually grew.

He nodded with satisfaction.

That'll do.

"Take a walk?"

An Jing looked up and extended an invitation.

The dragon girl looked at him, just looked at him, neither accepting nor rejecting.

The young man then grabbed the umbrella handle and walked forward with Dan Feng, until the Dragon Girl took a few steps with him, and then he let go.

The two walked in the rain, no one spoke.

They walked and walked, from the south side of the street to the north side of the street, from Changletian to Yongshouyuan, passing through the places they had set foot on a hundred years ago, and picking up those memories bit by bit.

Many places have changed, and An Jing had long forgotten them, but Dan Feng seemed to remember them all clearly. Whenever the boy passed a place, she would stop and no longer hold an umbrella for him, or she would walk away on her own.

Only then did the boy realize that they had been to this place before and laughed there.

The road is very long. After all, it is a place I have visited in the past six months. It is naturally difficult to compress it all into one afternoon.

When it was getting dark, he thought they had only walked about one-third of the way.

Jingliu, Jingyuan and the others had also returned home by now. The jade pendant in his pocket had begun to vibrate slightly, and he knew who the message was from without even looking at it.

I have learned how to check on him.

But today is the day he is going to meet Dan Feng, and they should all know that, so he didn't take out the Jade Trigram after it vibrated twice and then stopped. An Jing felt that taking out the Jade Trigram now to reply to the message would really ruin the atmosphere.

But he knew that those two strokes were just a preview. What followed was a continuous vibration that made his thighs numb. It was as if he was not going to give up until he gave an explanation.

Even Dan Feng heard the buzzing sound. The woman who was slightly forward stopped and glanced at him sideways without saying anything, but that look made An Jing feel a little numb.

He put himself in Dan Feng's shoes and thought about it, and found that it was indeed a bit like that.

I caught my ambiguous object and his real partner having sex, and it was a threesome. I was heartbroken and left the scene. Then I had to come back a few days later to talk it out with my ambiguous object. They were in sync with each other, and when they were reminiscing for the last time, they were disturbed and stepped on by others again.

It seems that even he himself feels a little embarrassed, let alone a woman like Dan Feng who has a strong self-esteem and a strong competitive spirit.

But I can’t not reply.

Considering Jingliu's current level of insanity, if I don't reply, I'm afraid he will really come to find him directly. When the two women meet again, they could have parted peacefully, but Danfeng might be so irritated that she might fight with Jingliu until they are bloodied.

In that scene, although such an ending as the one with the hatchet was impossible for An Jing, he didn't like hearing so much quarreling and arguing all the time, so he tried to avoid it if possible.

Ignoring the woman's gaze, An Jing took out Yu Zhao, first closed the call request, then clicked on the private chat and sent a message.

[I love the second dimension: I am doing serious work, stop making trouble. ]

The message showed that it had been read, but there was no reply from the other end. Instead, another new call request popped up. The meaning was self-evident.

Ugh.

An Jing felt a little tired.

He clicked on it and answered it.

The boy didn't speak, and there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

"Hey?"

It was not until he took the initiative to speak that there was finally movement over there.

"When are you coming back?"

The woman's voice was as cold as ever, and now it could even be described as icy.

"uncertain."

An Jing tells the truth.

As of now, the progress bar of this journey of memory has not even reached the halfway point, and he is really not sure whether he can go back today.

"I'm waiting for you."

Jingliu was very frugal with his words, but those three short words carried an extremely heavy concept, a heaviness that could give the young man a headache.

"Stop waiting and just go to sleep, okay?"

He originally wanted to say that he just came out to make things clear with Dan Feng, and then he wouldn't have to meet her again in the future, but she was still standing next to him, and he couldn't do anything so hurtful.

Just go back and explain it, it doesn’t matter if it’s a misunderstanding.

Anyway, he and Jingliu still have a long time to go on, it's not like he can't be coaxed, and it's not like he's going to cheat on her.

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Volume 1: Chapter 111: "I didn't lose."